Visionary Whispers

Where Grief Finds Me

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A close-up of a Black woman’s torso glowing with deep red and molten orange light. Fiery tendrils swirl across her stomach, curling like smoke and flame moving under the skin. The navel glows like an opening to something powerful inside. The image captures the emotional heat that rises through the solar plexus and sacral — grief, memory, desire, and truth living in the center of the body.

Where Grief Finds me Written in real-time as grief moves through my body Grief finds me in the places I can’t ignore. It moves through my solar plexus as heat and sits in the old memories in my sacral. Some days it settles in my right hip like a weight I’ve carried alone for years. … Read more

Stand in my Center

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A Black woman stands with eyes closed, bathed in warm beams of light, her face soft and serene. Pink tones swirl gently around her, echoing the energy of protection, grounding, and inner return. She appears centered, rooted, and guided, embodying the calm strength of a woman standing fully in her power.

Stand in my Center a living practice to ground my body, protect my energy and call all of me back into the present moment. This writing is a steadying point. It is a moment to breathe, return to myself and strengthen my field before I step into any space. It is a blend of grounding, … Read more

ShaaniCreates Patreon

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A luminous golden sphere rests at the center of an intricate mandala, glowing like polished brass and surrounded by sculpted layers of teal, cerulean, deep turquoise and midnight blue that ripple outward with ornate gold detailing and jewel-like droplets in amber and lapis. The image carries the energy of grounded clarity, emotional depth and embodied truth that defines the ShaaniCreates Patreon. The radiant gold reflects inner strength and leadership, while the flowing blues mirror reflection, somatic awareness and the quiet honesty that shapes the space. The mandala feels alive with intention and speaks to the way the work on ShaaniCreates Patreon moves from the center outward, steady and true.

A New Beginning at ShaaniCreates I created my Patreon five years ago and, for a long time, I let it stay quiet. I wasn’t ready to share myself in the ways my body was asking me to. I didn’t have the clarity, the language or the capacity to open a space like this and hold … Read more

When the Eruption Comes

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When the Eruption Comes from the truth that lives beneath my calm It starts as an explosion inside me, something sudden and undeniable. Rage rises before I can prepare myself. This rage feels ancient, like it has been waiting for the moment I finally stop holding it in place. It pushes up from the pressure … Read more

Ritual in Motion

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A close-up of a Black woman typing on her laptop as currents of glowing purple, rose gold, and electric blue energy flow from her fingertips and rise from the keys. The soft light on her skin and the swirl of luminous motion around her hands capture the truth that creation moves through her body, turning an ordinary moment into living ritual.

Ritual in Motion I don’t always recognize the start of a ritual right away. It begins quietly, inside my body. My breath drops lower without warning, settling into a rhythm that feels deeper than the moment I’m in. My belly warms, soft at first, then heavier, almost like a hand pressing from the inside reminding … Read more

Nine in the Palm of My Hand

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A close-up of a single coffee bean resting on a bed of other beans, glowing from within as if holding an ancestral fire. Light radiates softly through its crease, creating a warm, amber aura that feels alive and intentional. The bean appears activated, mirroring the energy of ritual, intuition, and remembrance that rises in Nine in the Palm of My Hand.

Nine in the Palm of My Hand I received the message from my Ancestors via Beverly on October 23 while I was listening in the Ancient Healing room on Clubhouse. Beverly played music over me, she began speaking, and the moment she mentioned the coffee beans forming an X, my spirit reacted before my mind … Read more

Taking Up Space

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A cozy living room glows with golden lamplight as a young Black girl sits on the carpet, surrounded by crayons, stickers, stationery, and playful scraps of paper. Her eyes sparkle with curiosity as waves of vibrant energy in red, gold, blue, and pink spiral through the air like unseen magic made visible. This sacred space becomes a portal of imagination, protection, and expansion, where creativity and spirit intertwine, and a future self begins to form from dreams scribbled in color and joy.

Taking Up Space One of my ongoing lessons in life is about taking up space. I didn’t have my own bedroom for part of my childhood, but the desire for a space of my own was always alive in me. The carpet in our living room became my magical playground. The space under the dining … Read more

When She Leads Me into the Fire

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A Black woman sits cross-legged on a soft surface, bathed in radiant golden-orange light. Her eyes are looking downward in focused stillness. Her hands rest near her womb in an intuitive, centered gesture, suggesting presence, breath, and inner ritual. Her skin glows with warmth as the light casts soft shadows across her body, evoking themes of transformation, ancestral connection, and embodied clarity. The overall tone reflects emotional resilience, the power of pausing, and the sacred act of staying present in the fire.

When She Leads Me into the Fire I’ve been moving through heavy waves. I’m facing conflict, protecting my peace, and sitting with the tension between disappointment and fulfillment. Scarcity and abundance. Boundaries and connection. All of these energies are alive in me. I’m reflecting, breathing and living through them right now. Some days, I feel … Read more

My Voice is a Doorway

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A silhouette of a Black woman stands in profile beneath a radiant galaxy sky, her lips parted as glowing constellations and golden nodes spiral out into the universe. Her voice becomes a bridge between stars and spirit, forming a sacred geometry of sound and soul. The background pulses with twilight hues of deep indigo, soft pink, and cosmic blue, evoking the energy of ancestral memory and divine expression. Her presence is powerful, timeless, and alive with truth as she speaks creation into motion.

My Voice is a Doorway This poem reflects how I learn to trust the rhythm of my truth. I enjoy expressing my journeys of returning to my body, honoring my voice, and allowing what’s sacred in me to speak without shrinking. When I share this writing, I offer it as both a mirror and a … Read more

Prayer of Sovereign Protection & Truth

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An open window of a deep violet house glows with golden light, as radiant streams of energy flow gently into the space from the outside. The air shimmers with motion, symbolizing divine protection, clarity, and ancestral presence. Lavender plants bloom in terracotta pots nearby, and soft sunlight filters through trees, casting a calm, enchanted glow across the scene. The moment feels like a sacred breath—old energy leaving, divine energy entering, and the home held in perfect balance.

Prayer of Sovereign Protection & Truth Beloved Source, I rise today in the power of divine truth, fully anchored in my spiritual authority. I reclaim my space, my time, and my energy. I affirm I am wrapped in protection, shielded by truth, and guided by the energies that live within me. No force that seeks … Read more