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01/18/2026

01/16/2026

A Moment of Clarity on the Road

I had a surreal moment today while driving my eldest daughter to the airport. Music was playing softly, the road stretched out ahead of us, and suddenly it felt like a quiet film began playing inside me. Not loud. Not dramatic. Just unmistakably present. A wave of emotion moved through my chest… raw, honest, and deeply familiar.

I felt a sadness for the world that is falling away. For the version of me that spent years trying to survive within it. I did my best in that world, even when it never quite fit. I’ve never been someone who could stay silent when things didn’t feel right, when something beneath the surface felt off. Carrying that awareness hasn’t always been easy. It comes with weight.

In that moment, I could see what’s happening all around us right now with startling clarity. The confusion. The violence. The endless noise. The fear moving through people’s bodies and minds. Not as separate events… but as one collective release finally breaking through the surface. It wasn’t overwhelming. It was clear. As if the veil had thinned just enough to understand without judgment.

Then something shifted.

A deep wave of peace washed over me. Not because everything suddenly felt easy, and not because the pain disappeared, but because a deeper understanding settled in. A quiet knowing that this moment in humanity is necessary. That what we’re witnessing isn’t random chaos, but energy that has been stored, suppressed, and passed down for generations finally finding its way out.

I felt the presence of the Earth herself in that realization. Not as something angry or punishing… but as something patient and supportive. As if Mother Gaia is helping us through this discharge, assisting in the transmutation as we collectively let go. The natural events we’re seeing don’t feel separate from us. They feel connected. A shared process of clearing and rebalancing.

This is an uneasy passage. There’s no way to soften that truth. We have to walk through it, not around it. But it doesn’t feel meaningless. It feels purposeful. Like labor before birth. Like the final shaking loose of an old skin that no longer fits who we’re becoming.

At the end of that inner vision, what remained wasn’t destruction. It wasn’t control. It wasn’t fear.

It was peace🕊️

A world where people live with intention. Where purpose replaces survival. Where love isn’t an idea we talk about, but something we choose daily in how we treat one another and the Earth we walk upon. Not because everything is perfect… but because we finally remember what truly matters.

Zachary Fisher

01/16/2026

Love baby, Love💕

"What a Wonderful World" [1970 Spoken Introduction Version] along with Oliver Nelson's Orchestra is a song written by Bob Thiele (as George Douglas) and Geor...

01/15/2026

Be the light🕯️

01/14/2026

🌺 Loving-kindness is not something we force to have—it’s what naturally arises when we remember that every person we meet carries the same tender hopes and fears we do.

It’s the gentle wish that others might be happy, might be safe, might be at peace—not because they’ve earned it or deserve it by some measure, but simply because they are alive, just as we are, doing their best to navigate this beautiful and also difficult world.

When we practice loving-kindness, we’re not pretending everything is perfect or ignoring real harm. We’re simply choosing to meet each moment, each person, with as much warmth and care as we can offer—knowing that kindness doesn’t diminish us, it expands us.

May loving-kindness flow freely from your heart today—to those who are easy to love, and to those who challenge you, to strangers whose paths briefly cross yours, and most tenderly, to yourself.

May you and all beings be well, happy, and at peace.

01/14/2026

In times of fear, compassion becomes an act of quiet resistance. A daily choice to stay human and refusal to let our hearts be shaped by cruelty.

01/13/2026

01/12/2026

We have seen this before.

Indigenous people were branded criminals and savages to justify stolen land, broken families, and state violence. Those words made cruelty feel lawful.

Different time.
Different uniforms.
Same mechanism.

The most dangerous moment is when violence wears the mask of “order”

Healing begins when we refuse to forget and refuse to comply with dehumanization, no matter how it’s packaged.

01/02/2026

We’re not becoming something new, we’re remembering who we’ve always been.





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01/01/2026

Clear, Empowered & Awakened💫

12/31/2025

This is the moment we step out of the skin we’ve outgrown and ride towards what our spirit remembers. To the life that has been calling us forward🐎




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