Human Inquiries: 1

Why do we have much appreciation for people, places or things that are relatively untouched by humans, but then look to humans to appreciate these people, places or things that are relatively untouched by humans?

Case study 1. Lol.




Dear lovely mystics, 

Today is a great day to reflect on yesterday and to sit with and absorb the messages that come up or come down. 

What did we feel yesterday? What was our state of mind, heart and soul? How does it reflect what we feel and how we move today? 

The day is made even more potent when considering that it’s also “El Día de los Muertos.” We reflect on loved ones who crossed over and the message(s) they carried for us while they were in flesh. Today we carry on the honoring of them from yesterday.


From your lovely and divine MystiQElle

The rebirth of curiosity

Each day my 1 year old shows me how curiosity is more important than consequence. Does no really mean no

I might tell her “no” or “stop,” regarding something she shouldn’t be doing, maybe a dozen times or so. And at times I might even be forced to tap her hand somewhere around the third reprimand.

But many a times I can see the curiosity in her nature driving her more than some limitation and consequence I’ve set in place. And then she’ll push forward her desire to explore so swiftly that I barely have time to stop her.

“I must do this. I just have to.” 

I can almost see that written in her facial expression and feel it in her energy.

These little people show us time and again the personal freedoms we’ve given up or stowed away deep in the cellar of our being. 

Many of us have given up our curious nature as we’ve grown older. Maybe we think that curiosity is for kids or that we’ve learned and explored all that we need to at a point. Honestly, I don’t know too many curious souls. The ones excited and persistent about trying and exploring the new, the unknown. 

Consequence (and “limitation”) kills the curiosity…

And what a sad way to live.

I thank my daughter for bringing forth this truth through actions that I would have otherwise found aggravating.

Say yes to curiosity, always. Allow children to rebirth this in your nature. 

The Rinse

At a point in my mental thrashing of you, I realized that the rain was pouring and that you were walking, caught up in it. 

I felt no sympathy. 

I silently praised the rain for drenching you. For turning your body as cold as my heart.

Yes, my warmth left me. But it didn’t go to you. And it has yet to return to me.

When you came back still happy as you always are, I wondered… 

Could I have used a rinse in the rain?

But the rain is no more. The sky silent and gray.

New You(th)

She flails her limbs and screams her joy. 

At times I drop into the moment to feel the fragments of my lost and invisible youth, to witness and experience the unconditional joy I missed. 

I thank my daughter for allowing me to find and feel my obscure childhood through her own.