Saturday, July 11, 2026

Pondering deeper thoughts: A Saturn Day Series

Bursting the bubbles of elation and despair


The bubbles…


Parts of ourselves get stuck frozen in other dimensions when we travel in our mind too quickly without the road map. I would call it ascending or descending too fast, it depends on feeling high or low. We have amnesia to that kind of traveling and we do it unconsciously and automatically throughout our days.  It can be remembered with steady conscious development and structure via meditation using record keeper stones and angel stones like tektites. We should be mindful of the underlying power of crystals we wear or use and know what they may enhance ahead of time. Without mindfulness we leave ourselves open to too many thoughts that pile up emotion flooding our cells with either elation or despair, then burst, fragmenting our subtle bodies temporarily and in turn creating actual physical problems such as paralysis in this density. Maybe, if we become hyper aware of the thoughts we hold onto and learn discernment we can then backtrack through time to when it occurred and the cause, and fix the glitching.  To be able come back to the physical body and program the cure purely through acknowledgement alone. Hmm.


I’m just stretching my fingers and writing what comes to mind. 


I feel really amazing today, tune in next Saturn Day for more deeper thoughts 🪐




Me, photo art glitch overlay created in procreate illustrator 







Friday, July 10, 2026

My multidimensional life




Hello again. Now I would like to provide an interpretation of myself, and how I operate as a 3D
 and beyond human. 

I’m very much interested in astrology, astronomy, physics, quantum physics, crystals, animals, so anything invovling the natural world and the unseen world. I live on the bridge of being at peace with science and source. I'm spiritual, not religious...it is not the same thing. Being spiritual is finding truth within ourselves, our inner sanctuary is the church, and prayer is remembering our origin didn’t start at birth. 


I do however tend to romanticize a collective culture of god and goddess art, symbolism, and literature. I just think of them as different archetypes and egregores to serve and explain our human beingness. They are only as good or bad as the feelings we hold and labels we give them.  We are the gods, goddesses, aliens, starseeds, angels, devils, demons and more.  It’s all in us, because we are the creators creating it, we just keep making stuff up to either enslave us or empower us. It is we that decide at any given moment what parts of ourselves we pull down from the ethers and embody, and which we forget for a while.  You have to meet the dark parts of yourself eventually, confront and caress shadows.  Only then will you ever understand someone else’s dark parts, or free yourself from the grip of your own. It is the fear we have of those things that keep us from becoming our full potential. Or at least that’s how I see it. Let’s discuss in the comments below. 


I would say I have a lifestyle leaning a little witchy and a lot whimsy, and still practical. I have a good grip on reality and my mental stability but I live in other dimensions as much as possible while surviving in this one.  I feed my 3D being enough to learn as much as my soul wants before the end.  As far back as high school I carried magic and mythological books at all times.  I live my life in the flow of rituals of the seasons, as much as the modern day allows. I don't follow any set of rules when it comes to my spiritual path I pull from many sources. It is free to evolve as I learn and grow as a person. 


I do a lot of photo art using myself as a subject. I experiment on myself as a means to learn a new art techniques, skill, software, whatever it may be. Although it may look like self obsession to the outside world. I let people come to their own conclusions, at the core it doesn’t take anything away from me.  What others think is none of my business. I have to be the main character of my own life and you can’t do that if you are constantly in fear of offending someone by just being who you are, you don’t have to apologize for standing in your truth and sharing you own light. It’s why we are here. 


As I said I live in-between worlds of consciousness, I wouldn’t want it any other way.  I sometimes describe it as a sort of acid trip existence, looking at life through a kaleidoscopic lense of pigment and fractures. Fun fact I had a small jewelry shop briefly on Etsy called Kaleidoscope Reserve 2013-14. It ended up being more work on promoting and website upkeep than actually making art. So the fun was short lived. It was easier to be overlooked then, visiblity is becoming more attainable, when you are ready to be seen. I myself am a jewelry and crystal collector and use them as bridges in my consciousness ladder in meditation and in turn use them as inspo occasionally in my art.  I take all that I experience in multiple levels of consciousness and merge that with some kind of tangible medium to bring it to life. That is kind of hard to explain, and I'm sure it sounds all kinds of crazy.  I'm not even sure if that is the correct way to describe me, but I know no other way to express it. I pull inspo from my dreams, daydreams, ideas that come to me in meditation, my interactions with others, and so on.  I also see myself as a visionary and intuitive channel, I enjoy collective Oracle readings and reading for my own life. I’m a jack of all trades type of artist. I love writing, painting, photography, nail art, makeup, jewelry making, cosplay, scrapbooking, wind-chimes, sun catchers, the list goes on. I do not do commissions, I cannot find the focus to work on someone elses vision, it’s hard enough to focus on my own, and if forced will never complete it. I know myself well enough to just politely decline.  


The photo inspiration I used to create the graphic in blue. The words “Stuck in her daydream  I wrote on a piece of paper and took a photo of it then uploaded it, stretched it out, then layered it into the end piece. For those of you that like dissecting creative process, I’ll show my work.


An excerpt from my old blog, titled “Stuck in her daydream”, written on March 8th, 2023

“Growing up in a small nowhere Ohio town, I had a fantastical vision where I would shed everything I had back home, and become a creepy cool artist living alone in a loft in New York City with a cat...only coming out at night.  Never sleeping, addicted to caffeine, clove cigarettes, and lonileness. I never even questioned it, I suppose it was a form of escapism from how mundane life in a small town actually is. I also thought I'd die young, (specifically 22) no real reason, just a hunch, or maybe a Nostrodamus prediction on the world? So, I didn’t put too much effort in my future at the time, I mean...why would I? I had so little time left. None of that actually happened. It isn't even that wanted to go to NYC, but that I had this image of what an artist had to do to 'make it'.  Let me repeat I never lived or went to New York, it was a daydream. My real life was so drastically different from that, it’s hilarious to think about. Making it in the world varies on individual perspective. What does it mean to me to have made it? Am I not making it now?“



Thursday, July 9, 2026

Let me introduce myself

Greetings! Pleased to meet you, I hope you like it here! This is a quick introduction to my new blog, the one you are reading right now. Newcomers hello, I hope I entertain you. My name is Michelle. If you followed me at my old blog/know me in real life/or we are somehow otherwise acquainted welcome! I have decided to blog AGAIN! The next paragraph will bore you as it will be old news.

A very long time ago I had a blogger blog dedicated to my dogs and everything dog called Kitsune’s Corner, Kitsune being the name of my shiba inu. In hindsight I probably would’ve called it something else for reasons obvious to me today. Anyways, it was short lived because it was a narrow topic and I restricted myself too much and I lost interest. I am not going to do that again, it will be more like my last,  more recent Ghost blog, I dubbed Mzfantasia, the name was a resurrection of my alias from year 2001-2009 on my first online art posts on Deviant Art, also my MySpace username, as well as Elfwood, which was a very large art collective that has since shutdown its digital doors, as far as I know. The name was derived from my love of fantasy art and the Disney film. The Mz part was my spin on Ms which sounded cooler than Miss and more mysterious, (give me a brake I was 21). I had someone ask if I was a dancer, ‘of the exotic kind’. I assure you I am not, nor have I ever been, not that there is anything wrong with that, I think that is an art form too, just not mine. Brings me a laugh for sure every time I think about it.  Some thought it was from the Never Ending Story pretty good guess I have to say, I’ll take that into consideration too because of the huge impression that movie made on me and still does to this day. 

This time I chose a blog name with a little more…depth. Perpetual Reflections is a title of one of my handwritten journals so I thought I’d use that here and also added dragon and sol as (soul) to hopefully
make it unique enough that nobody else will have it and give me a hard time. ‘Dragon’ to me is such a multifaceted word to me I could give you a thousand reasons I used it, and is never in a negative way. Perhaps I’ll make an entry about it one day. This will be a journal type of atmosphere because that is just my style. I like to just write whatever I’m currently thinking about at the time. I’m not trying to make money, this is just my place to put in a daily entry to keep my brain healthy and creative. Particularly on low energy days when my legs are hurting too much to focus, or arms aren’t cooperating as I need them to for more dextrous art. So one day I might post a photo and a paragraph, might post a poem or digital word art or sketch. I just want to stay inspired and if I happen to inspire someone else then great I couldn’t ask for a better reason to write publicly. As I write this I feel alive again, I’ve missed it so! 

I might only be able to come up with what I ate that day, you’ll have to see. I’ll leave it here tonight. Tomorrow I’ll post an about me post, so people who tuned into my last blog or even social media, it will sound like old news. I’ll try and add a few newer things to make it more interesting. But all you new people, brace yourselves for the dive into my life! 

That was a joke it isn’t that exciting. 


“On and over me flip and fold fates
Into four squares and three figure eights”

 Photo of me layered and illustrated in Procreate illustrator
I have an excerpt from my poem “Plasmatic”, inserted above one day I’ll share the whole thing





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