CONSCIOUS customs

lately i have been concentrating my creativity on curating conventions & cultivating connection for those with a kid in their care.

introducing the ‘conscious customs’ collection.

this kit includes both the ‘routine reminders’ pack & the ‘garden goals game’ pack. i intentionally incorporated core value building while touching on ecological, environmental & economic basics. they can be used together or separately!

be cool & cop your FREE printables now! link in bio > love, b.

blessings & blooms to you.

love,

SEED (original)

12.21.22 ended my 33rd trip around the sun.

as i was reminiscing on what 34 might have in store, i was reminded of a poem i wrote as a brand new mom. i wrote it on my phone while carrying my baby in her wrap while she slept, walking around my quiet & chaotic home. feeling overwhelmed by the weight of change brought up feelings & fears regarding the process of life & aging. SEED (pg 212 of my book “tuesdays; a poetic anthology of nature) explored those thoughts. what made it into the book is about a fifth of the original poem, which spans 3 full pages. i feel like it’s time to share that with y’all. below is the original script for SEED in her entirety, which was originally titled FORM, & also contains what i published in that collection as STARDUST.

i hope it resonates. for your energy, you have my gratitude. blessings & blooms to you.

love, b.

F O R M

today i felt old

the weight of early mornings

unopened mail

diapers to be washed

& a second cup of coffee that went cold

i felt old

i did yoga in my robe

on giant colourful abc’s

a puzzle made of foam

amidst a train toppled over

presumably

by the wooden zoo it in

the dog naps in my bed

as i wash my face

& remember all the me’s

there used to be

i bare my teeth

to clean them

& thank them

for feeding me

for saving me

all with a bite

how easily gratitude

can turn to sorrow

i look in my eyes

& tell her

to remember

the flowers i bought

last week

still perched

in the sun

they remind me

that aging

& time

is only in what we see

she tells me

stretch towards the sun

& bloom

for growth

is what it really be

whether your core

is pollen or stardust

each stage a line

a vien in every petal

or planet in your system

we must learn

life is in the pause

& all the colour

in between

the earth understands me

she is the womb

for the seed

that is me

i feel myself

shedding

fire

blooms burning

a flower bows

in grace

& beauty

welcoming

the wilt

with the knowledge

that her being

her breath

her beauty

is eternal

a flower’s death

is not final

it is simply

the returning of physical form

back into the earth

i return to the mirror

& see the lines on me

the turning of colours

& swaying of my form

the same way

// ©️ b. gurr

community care kit

community care > self care. just some care kits that rainier & i put together based off the most needed items of folx on the street, & i put together a leaflet of resources. if you’re in the seattle area & want somewhere to start, here is a free downloadable leaflet that you can print off to share. if you’re interested in contributing funds to support this project, please cashapp $bgurr 💙

rituals 4 reference

start every day on a high frequency & maintain it with this carefully crafted ritual reference sheet designed with a gradient graphic. 

made to be a centering, calming personal tool to tape to the bathroom mirror or set as your wallpaper, this graphic is minimalist & intuitive.

some time ago i took my notebook out, scribbled these key words in such a fashion & ripped them out. i looked at it first thing in the morning & throughout the day. even had a picture on my phone of this old crinkly paper to refera to when i wasn't home. 


i learned inadvertently that sharing these things has had a tremendous impact on the lives of some folx around me. so i thought why not take it a step further & share it with all of you, in the simplest most beautiful way i can.

designed to be a reminder of rituals that each individual relates to, i want to leave room for interpration but also reveal a deeper meaning into my own process.


gratitude + grounding-

each day before you leave your bed, place your feet on the ground & acknowledge something you’re grateful for.


breathe in (love) + breathe out (fear)-

whatever you do next, use the toilet, make tea or just staying in bed, focus on your breathing. visualize inhaling pure love, & exhaling whatever fear/worries have hold of you.


halo; activate + clear/cleanse/protect-

i once had the blessing of speaking with a renowned psychic & healer who shared a practice with me that immediately changed my life & is by far the single most important tool in my belt. activating my halo, & learning to work as one light body. each of us has a ring of light that hovers over our head & creates a shield of energy within, but only when activated, cleared, cleansed & protected. as such, it is a practice that must be maintained, like working a muscle. each command creates a physical response in my body that i can feel in my mind & spirit as well. however quiet or conspicuous you’d like to be doesn’t make a difference, but you must speak it aloud. i wait 3 seconds between each command to allow my cells to communicate with the cosmos.

“halo; activate. halo; clear my energy field. halo; cleanse my energy field. halo; protect my energy field.”


connect + cosmos-

now, connect with yourself, & the universe. ask your halo if you are connected to the source. your body has a way to answer yes or no questions. if you haven’t asked your body what ‘yes’ is & what ‘no’ is, i highly recommend it. i typically then take stock of the stars & pray.


renew + read-

there are many ways to renew one’s self, but my favorite path is through WATER, herbs, music & books. double on double doses.


stretch + strengthen + nourish-

movement is medicine. health is wealth. take care of your temple. my personal routine includes but is not limited to, yoga, pilates & fresh food + supplements.


serve-

be of service to someone who needs it, whether that’s your child, partner, friend, coworker or stranger.


sanctify- 

the new oxford american dictionary defines sanctify as “to set apart or declare holy.” decide what you want out of, in that moment, timeline, lifetime- & declare it holy. set it aside.

manifest-

now, put in the work. make it happen.

meditate-

think on these good things that you’ve put intention into. visualize.


mint-

make something new. absolutely anything. then share it with someone.

mold-

prioritize educating yourself, & equipping others.

transmute + transform-

essentially, rinse & repeat. by now you’ve had intake & interactions that have an effect on your frequency. transmute any negative experiences or energy in whatever way works best for you. reconnect with your halo. water. art. a walk. a scream. that’s when the transformation happens.

my hope here is to share ways to have faith & infuse love- mind, body & soul.

i am grateful for that opportunity.


blessings & blooms to you!


love,  b.

in light

we built a house for the faeries w driftwood, seashells, feathers & flowers found on the beach, then built one for us to match. 💫

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in light of my recent announcement regarding how i’m proceeding w my work, i felt compelled to offer some intimate insight, & it is this. life is precious & short. it’s no secret that i (try to) live each day as my last, because i never have a guarantee of a tmrw. i want nothing more than to enjoy every moment with my loved ones & know they’ll be taken care of long after i’m gone. everything i do is w this intention in mind. keeping my presence in the present & my frequency in the future. in all transparency, it’s a bit of a catch 22 for me lately. i’ve been working so hard to create a life rooted in freedom, i have a tendency to overwork myself into a downward spiral. my knee jerk reaction has typically been to panic, feeling an even stronger need to reach a certain level of independent income. needless to say, i’m learning to break such counterproductive cycles & create more boundaries. 

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these photos were taken on a family trip over the summer, & serve as a mini manifestation of the type off grid life i’m tryna live & let the royalties roll in. every time you stream my music, buy one of my books, cop a piece from my street wear line or limited edition prints, share my pins or posts- you help me make that happen. so thank you. thank you thank you thank you. still so much more to do but grateful i’ve made it this far with you. blessings & blooms!


love, b.

now, nothing is copy.

attn: cosmic creations

cc: contributors + consumers of planet earth, milky way galaxy

now, nothing is copy.

when i watched the film that jacob bernstein created in memorium of his late mother & an inspiration of mine, nora ephron- i at first agreed with the conclusion to his query.

a phrase passed down from his grandmother phoebe, to his mother- ‘everything is copy’ was chosen as the film title while the documentary itself simultaneously challenged that very concept.

being a writer myself, i wondered what might happen if the ideas detailed in that documentary were applied to art culture in a post-modern society. it struck a chord.

“everything is copy.”

isn’t it true, though? aside from truly one of a kind custom art, even jewelry, is copy. 

most paintings are prints. that latest photo shoot on your favs instagram? it is a copy of what was used in paid media. the music you stream, is a copy of the performance/experience. that merch you sport? copy of a copy. even books are just a copy of a copy of a copy a manuscript. not to mention the cross platform/outlet sharing. you’ll see the same content in a dozen different places on any given day. ads or not. isn’t that dizzying? exactly. 

i suppose that’s the precise point of this push for people to exist as blood pumping promotions. distract the masses by dizzying them. 

the funny thing about that is that the purpose of art is to distract the masses from the system.

to instead plant a seeds of love, hope & faith which conquer fear within & inevitably cause disarray, without.

so i asked myself, “what if i used ‘everything is copy’ as the antithesis to an entire concept. in a world that is constantly filled with content that by definition is simply copy- perhaps the best defense is simply resistance.” 

intentionally & actively choosing to not add to the maze of half tossed trash. 

i am a peculiarly placed flower; fearless & out of place- with purpose, passionate in my existence. 

existing why exactly then, if not to drown in disarray. suddenly, i found myself musing upon a saying that we journalists lived by in the newsroom, “content is king & context is queen”. 

this immediately ran me into a series of realizations that i’ve been sorting out since.

“if content is king, resist the patriarchy,” i thought. “who can best beat the king?”

if you’re familiar with chess, you already know the answer.

the queen. 

which led me to read the role of the queen. context. 

context is what culture so cruelly lacks in present days. 

the oxford american writer’s thesaurus defines it like this-

“context: noun; circumstances, conditions, surroundings, factors, state of affairs, situations, environment, milieu,  setting, background, backdrop, scene, climate, atmosphere, ambience, mood, feel.”

so, as a person & poet… a pearl planted in this plane of existence- i was created to provide context- not content.

these thoughts simply confirmed in my spirit, what i’ve been moving towards in intentional ways for a long time. scaling back my presence to be more present. putting my past in a pearl & finding my future is in frequency.

some of you may have noticed small changes here & there in my social media & website. less posting, smaller grids, & even deleting entire social accounts or starting over, along with new usernames across platforms. to put it simply, i got tired of trying to cater to the throes of a system that was designed to oppose my frequency. i find it to be a losing battle, but i do not ever consent to concede- i just pray & pivot.

this particular transmutation of knowledge & resulting transformation has been intentionally implemented as the following.

twitter serves as a real time portal to healing frequencies, & self published musings to inspire + activate. think, interstellar travel within dimensions. divinely designed.

think of youtube as the smokey stage in a jazz alley. productions will pop up as opportunity & capacities allow. 

private performances & bts belong to patreon.

linkdin remains the train car that is always quiet but eventfully professional.

the transfer i never take is facebook.

clubhouse is like the troupe that i travel with from time to time. sometimes i make amazing connections. sometimes i feel like i got dragged in by a delusional droid.

tiktok is the block party that i never know anyone at, attend as a wallflower for the stories, & always leave with an irish goodbye.

tumblr will forever be the sailboat of social media. peaceful. a prayer.

pinterest is proceeding in pilot as the private jet of access to intentionally arranged wormholes of poetry privileges, beautiful boards & researched resources.

finally, rather than display a gallery of prose & projects produced under my company & brand with little direction to the present, i am now utilizing instagram as a portal to my own platform.

loveb.me is where i host the houses of many multidimensional mediums & medias of art & activism.

each post will present as a photo-graphic gradient frequency.

grounding in presence, providing a portal to the present project.

in this way, i intend to conclude any contribution to this century of content, & continue my career creating context- as an encumbrance to copy. 

a healing frequency.

for your energy, you have my gratitude.

blessings & blooms to you.


love,  b.

b, gurr

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