Azrie'l Johnson
Bio
My words are to become more potent as I write
For my experiences to transform into art
To share my gift is to heal & capture the essence of how others may feel or have felt
Thank you for reading my Goddahzz creations 💚
Stories (9/0)
Feeling Vulnerable
Proud to say lately it hasn't been hard to be optimist in the midst of everything not always going as I planned. Proud to say I've learned how to release the need to control or manipulate situations way better than before. Proud to say, when going through an emotional storm I'm able to ride out the harsh waves and ease my mental with some form of release. That could be through typing, writing, painting, drawing, meditating with music, sitting at my alter, sleeping (hahahaha ok that's not a release it's my favorite escape) but none the less I've gotten better at allowing the emotions to flow through me instead of settling down making a home. When they use to get comfy and reside within me and move upstairs to the mental department I'd completely shutdown. Shut people out including my kids, it was bad. Now communication plays it part and I tell them "mommy needs space, I don't feel good so I'm going to relax and then we can do something".
By Azrie'l Johnson2 years ago in Motivation
Confessions of the Rising
*deep sigh* It is currently 6 am on a Monday, I'm slouched in bed with my cat curled up by me under the cover. I wish more than anything to just lay down completely to go back to sleep since being up at 3 am. Fudge, I love sleep so much it's giving me depression and avoidance of life vibes. Literally everyday "I wish I could get paid to sleep" repeats itself through my verbalization and while it's possible my consistency and dedication doesn't allow that just yet. My family probably think Azrie'l is a lost soul who needs to come back home (physically & spiritually).
By Azrie'l Johnson2 years ago in Confessions
Value of Ohana
There she was tossing turning in and out of sleep only to be startled by what she thought was a kitten desperately meowing and clawing at the door trying to pry his way in. A sudden chill went down her spine from the anxiety settling within from being unsure of what was going on. Goddahzz curiosity nudged her to slowly get up to check outside. To her surprise when she opened the door it wasn't a kitten, but some kind of small blue creature with four legs, huge ears, and big bug eyes staring at her with a creepy yet cute unforgettable smile. Oddly he appeared to be gentle and cuddly as if something was telling her he's not harmful yet very affectionate. Confused as to what was happening she quickly recalled a dream she previously had showing her something or someone would be entering her life to help heal past hurt. Letting out a brief sigh of relief she proceeded towards the small blue creature.
By Azrie'l Johnson2 years ago in Petlife
