Ariel Celeste Pirela
Bio
Ariel Celeste Pirela is committed to maximizing potential for others & documenting her own growth along the way. She leads a millennial motivation movement by instilling confidence, creativity and conviction with her affirmation products.
Stories (24/0)
Jones Bayou
“This new dimension of wealth feels fantastic.” I take a deep breath, let the spell take root and lock in with the full, harvest moon. The frequency of these words vibrate from a layer beneath my skin out into the magical serenity of the night. As soon as the incantation leaves my lips, I know that across all realms, I will forever stand in prosperity. “The power of life and death resides in the tongue” is much more than a cliche adage for the women in my family.
By Ariel Celeste Pirela6 months ago in Families
Occupying A Wicky-Wacky World
This week has been the wackiest one yet. The year is 2054 and I have been on a funhouse mirror, sprint, roller coaster, dungeon drop ride. First of all, the damn Queen of England den died and her own people on the news, slandering her. That’s wild. Weren’t there once days when people got thrown in the guillotine for things like that? Our people have more questions than we have answers. The first of which is: wtf is going on?
By Ariel Celeste Pirela6 months ago in Fiction
Silent Power
There was something profound about this experience. It wasn’t just about the way the room moved with laughter, dance and praise for the happy couple. It was in the utter silence that cut through the party clutter and surrounded me at my table.
By Ariel Celeste Pirela6 months ago in Marriage
Slow & Easy Skanking
The mission is bigger than the bullshit. My ancestors tell me plain and clear, “Ariel, as long as you good… we good.” Me, my safety and wellbeing come first and foremost. I release, I am free, my time belongs to the goddess in me.
By Ariel Celeste Pirelaabout a year ago in Lifehack
Serendipity Series
It’s 6:02 pm on what feels like one of the most magical days of the year. I thank God for the blessing that is my life. The covering over me will carry me through all the days of my life. I’m meeting the same characters over and over, except in different costumes. I’ve adopted the mindset of, “there are no enemies, only teachers.” For this disposition, I am eternally grateful.
By Ariel Celeste Pirelaabout a year ago in Marriage
Dreaming from the Simulator Earth
I dream in my awake state and I’m wide awake when most others in this world are sleeping. I dream of a planet that resembles this planet’s looks and features but rather, Mother Earth is dressed in a pair of coveralls. Rather than the misery and despair we have in this meta version. Theres a theta version of earth in which I exist only to create.
By Ariel Celeste Pirelaabout a year ago in Poets
Ending Addiction in a Cosmic Dream
Soon, there will be no more secrets on planet earth.” Wise words from my spiritual advisor and hypnotherapy guide. This new phase of awakening since 2020, includes a dose of truth serum. The dismantling of nearly every system and structure that governed this country was flipped on its head in a matter of months. This metaphysical “changing of the guards” happened beyond infrastructure. It has been happening at the subconscious level of everyone who is a part of this collective experience. The joy in moving towards a more transparent world is we will no longer be able to keep our addictions ignored, down-played or hidden. My family has endured every type of addiction under the sun as have so many other families. In my estimation, there are three types of addictions, each warranting their own message track and path to healing. There are the addictions we can’t ignore, the addictions that are easy to ignore and the addictions we never mention.
By Ariel Celeste Pirelaabout a year ago in Families
Finding Fitzgerald
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window… That’s the first time Kizzy stopped in her tracks that night. An eerie feeling sent chills down her spine told her it would not be the last time. No one should be in that house, not at this hour. Everyone in her small town home of Springfield, Louisiana went to bed at 10:30pm. There were no street lights and the woods got so dark at night, you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face. The only reason Kizzy dared venture out in the great black woods was because tonight was a full moon and Mercury was in retrograde. She needed to do a trauma release ritual underneath the iconic full moon right at 11:11pm that night.
By Ariel Celeste Pirela2 years ago in Horror
