मया is my name, written in Sanskrit characters. Maya (my name) is Sanskrit in origin, it means “illusion,” or “magic,” and it denotes power, and wisdom. I share all of this because I believe that I was born (or reborn, as I believe) for a divine purpose, to inspire, teach, and help others to heal, by healing from my karma, and by sharing my story. Continue reading मया
I might be a mystic, But not (quite) a mind reader. Though I do pick up on random thoughts. Soul speak says one thing Actions (of late) quite another, Direct communication Is missing. This gaping situation continues to bother Me … Continue reading Correct Me If I’m Wrong
If you think I display my femininity so alluringly To cause another’s demise You are mistaken, sorely. Get wise! I only keep up the disguise To protect you. I am not selling lies, But playing a role, For a purpose, … Continue reading La femme du flame
I could care less about what’s cool- I care about what’s right. I don’t need the approval Of those creatures of the spite, Who stick their noses in the air, I’d rather play outside, Befriending the lesser-known, But genuine misfits. … Continue reading Get gone, groupee!
I’m about to fly away to not-so-sunny Portland, for a well-deserved vacation, but before I go, I want to impart my wisdom, gained from being on this planet 42 years this lifetime, and many more in previous ones. Yes, reincarnation is a strongly-held belief, based on experiential knowledge, but I digress. What I want to share with you all is how and why I have decided to enthusiastically support Hillary Clinton, after having spent a year giving my time, money, love, creative skills and putting blood, sweat and tears into the candidate I believed in, heart and soul- Bernie Sanders. … Continue reading The Revolution Continues…with Hillary
When you’ve met your soul’s counterpart, all else feels like an empty lie. Magical meetings, Dream encounters, Mystical missed opportunities, It all falls into place… This I can no longer deny. I won’t keep putting on a brave face And … Continue reading Twin Flame (for lack of a better name)
Drifting back down to the underground.
All it took was inter-planetary contact,
The eyes of a gazer-
Forever bereft of innocence-
Eternally star struck.
The moonhsine is truly divine! Continue reading Addage and stir