Natalie Nichole Silvestri

Joined March 2021

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We are what we believe we are— C. S. Lewis

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It will not last
The hazy gaze of love Sexy, cozy, foxy A jazz song The buzz all over your body A howl at the Moon A red rose Lazy days in bed
By Natalie Nichole Silvestri10 months ago in Poets
Writings from The Fifth Epoch of The Fifth Sphere
At this time in our evolution we are remembering who we are, our Ensoulment process, our Cosmic Evolution over billions of years’ worth of Epochs.
By Natalie Nichole Silvestri11 months ago in Humans
The Beginning of The End in Philadelphia
Sometimes I’ll think, “Certain things should destroy you.” Certain things in life are so terribly, painfully & epically gruesome… that they are completely worthy of destroying a life.
By Natalie Nichole Silvestri11 months ago in Humans
If my life were a road,
Sheryl Crow said, “everyday is a winding road”. If my life were a road, I like to compare it to the Sichuan-Tibet Highway, in China (a very long, dangerous, winding road, passing by Buddhist monasteries and herds of yaks).
By Natalie Nichole Silvestri11 months ago in Humans
Clouds/Filters/Blocks
I am going to outline for you the Big Three Clouds/Filters/Blocks that prevented me from accepting the Reality of Life. Cloud #1: Attachment & Resistance
By Natalie Nichole Silvestriabout a year ago in Humans
Evolution
"It is important in life to conclude things properly. Only then can you let go." - Pi Patel Writing twenty-two short stories was my way of giving my painful past a proper farewell.
By Natalie Nichole Silvestriabout a year ago in Humans
The Death of Sad Girl
Becoming YOU is no small feat.  Letting go of the identities we take on who were created to protect us is terrifying. “But how will I survive?” is the nagging question.
By Natalie Nichole Silvestriabout a year ago in Humans
That Full-Spectrum Life
"When a daughter is hurt by her mother, she doesn't stop loving her mother, instead she stops loving herself." - Kelly McDaniel
By Natalie Nichole Silvestriabout a year ago in Motivation
An Unrecoverable Home
“I have a question about boundaries with blood family, primarily the matriarchal line coming from a part of organized religion that is afraid of and deeply/publicly condemns and shames the beliefs I have (and I’m coming from a green witch/earth blood/mystic/priestess path). How to hold space for this in a way that works us actually forward?
By Natalie Nichole Silvestriabout a year ago in Humans
The Game of Pretend
In my young adult life, I combined The Damsel in Distress, The Femme Fatale, and The Hedonist to create the ultimate escape life.
By Natalie Nichole Silvestriabout a year ago in Humans
Free The Fairy
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky.   I would crawl out of my bedroom window and dance with them. I could never sleep at night and the call of the wind and sky pulled on my heart like the strongest magnet there ever was. I tiptoed across the soft, dewy grass into the field of wildflowers surrounding my house. We lived in the Southern Colorado plains. Mountains circled around us like a protective shield.
By Natalie Nichole Silvestriabout a year ago in Fiction
Emotional Turmoil
“You ever take Klonopin?” “Klonopin, yeah!” “Right?!” “Jesus!” “What day is it?” “What about Trazodone?” “Trazodone?”
By Natalie Nichole Silvestriabout a year ago in Humans