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Law of Attraction: Welcome

To register for this FREE challenge, sign up here.

We will be conducting the challenge in this Facebook group, the link to which you will be provided.

This challenge is a week-long challenge where we will pursue a dream or longing using principles of the Law of Attraction. Every day, you will be provided with a prompt that explains the principle and action we will be focusing on for the day.

Miracles and dreams are available to you when you pursue them purposefully using divine principles, enlightened goal setting, visualization, and mindset.

Learn a tool that will revolutionize your life and bring to you what you have been pushing away!

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Where is the Beauty in Art?

Eww. Why.

Paul Joseph Watson decries the last several decades that elevates the most base and lacking in individuality.

Depraved, vulgar, ugly, homogeneous, lacking in all moral value and individuality.

Lacking inspiration, divinity, beauty, individuality, talent, exaltation of human accomplishment.

It is the weaponization of popular culture for the destruction of Western civilization. Muslims immerse themselves in our culture to become more radicalized. We provide our enemies with a justifiable reason to destroy us.

Reject Marxist popular culture.

Elevate independent art.

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Finding Beauty

My name is Tifany and I make art and music for discriminating ears, eyes, and minds.

I am currently have several projects, all in different stages of development – the album Southern Gothic, the family band project, a play set in space.

And one I am very excited about: my first book. A non-fiction work describing the incredible transformation I experienced when I kicked the makeup habit.

I want to help women claim their own beauty and confidence that comes with aligning body, mind, and spirit.

Yes, my journey included taking off my makeup, but it was more about being true to myself and incorporating all of the elements I have learned in a lifetime in the performing arts and applying them to my life.

Art+Life=Beauty

Join me on my continuing journey and I will share my secrets so that you too can incorporate art into your life and enjoy those exalted qualities that are the byproducts of art.

Inspiration.

Epiphany.

Beauty.

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How to read Zombie U

Zombie U is a Facebook Play written in the comments. A quick and fun read adapted from the stageplay I wrote in 2011, this interactive drama is about food, population, trash, politics, monsters, TV, movies, murder, college, family, love, terrorism, intelligence, Pubs and Dems…

Here’s the link:

https://www.facebook.com/Zombie-U-508531686176944/

Comment below your thoughts. And share, share, share.

If you like the play and would like to pre-order your own copy, hit the shop button above. Zombie U is for pre-order sale in traditional play form as well as a facebook post book and as an eBook.

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Dirt

I wrote this song with my band Heroine (as in, female hero) in 2014.

Based in Athens, Georgia, every member of Heroine are metal musicians – sludge metal, doom metal, and melodic metal. Everyone, that is, except me. Little ole me who usually played solo acoustic music.

We collaborated for this song and it is one of my favorites for the fact that it combines these elements that alternately soar and dig down…

In the dirt.

This song also has a magical quality for me. While I was imagining my eventual death in this song and finding beauty there (may God bless me with long life and the number of my days He will fulfill), I was also, unbeknownst to me, planting a seed.

I found out I was pregnant with my beautiful baby girl while we were in the studio recording this song. The words I had written either prophetic or magnetic:

Cover me with a blanket of dirt
And one tiny seed
I’ll become one with the earth
And grow into a tree

When I sing it now, my original meaning is far eclipsed by the seed that was planted and the tall mama tree I have grown into.

Blessed be.

That is something I love about songs – their meaning changes so over the years. In that way, they become separate from me as they drift out into the universe.

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The Missing Link to Manifesting

This is a technique—if you can call it that—that I have employed with great success that fixed my missing link to manifesting. I actually didn’t do it for the manifestation aspect; I did it because I was called to do so and discovered that a by-product of this amazing power is amazing manifestations. I believe it is because the act connects us with our destiny which ignites the real power behind the Law of Attraction.

What am I talking about?? Watch the video below and find out!

Without revealing my secret from the video, I can share an amazing manifestation of late that not only answered prayers but pointed me in the direction of my destiny with such force I could not ignore.

I had cleaned out my house and closet last year when the phenomenal The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo came out. I did as suggested and only kept what I absolutely loved. I didn’t like any of my clothes. Why did I own so much black? And drab? And boring?? My closet was absolutely bare as a result. I trusted that the vacuum created would be filled quickly and I looked forward to my new wardrobe. I had no idea how it was going to happen—I wasn’t going to go shopping for it, that’s for sure—but I knew it would happen.

Cut to months later, several seasons had come and gone and I was wondering where my new wardrobe went. Did it get lost in the Manifesting Mail?? I mean, really! I only had a couple of outfits with which I was making do… I resigned myself that I was going to have to do what I hated most: go shopping. Not just for an outfit or two but for a whole new wardrobe (groan).

No, a quiet voice inside assured me, Your wardrobe is coming.

Shortly after, a neighbor knocked on my door. They were cleaning out their house and had a bunch of clothes. Did I want them? They were mostly their teenage and young adult sons’ clothes, but if I needed t-shirts for rags… Yes! I exclaimed. I needed rags badly. I had a bunch of the microtouch… I don’t know what they’re called but I absolutely hate them and I have been trying to manifest some decent cotton rags for awhile.

I went and helped him bring the clothes back to our house and it was bags and bags and bags. I suddenly had a plethora of rags and a bunch of cool tees that fit. Funny stuff like The Many Expressions of Darth Vader where Darth Vader looks the same in all of them. They fit me surprisingly well and I wondered aloud if I shouldn’t be shopping in the boys section. I decided to do some alterations so that they would fit like snug tees when my other neighbor told me she was so overwhelmed with all of her stuff and she was trying to give away her bags and bags and bags of clothes to a non-profit that refused to come get them.

Do you want them?

Yes!

Forget the tees! My other neighbor is a clotheshorse it seems with the happiest and brightest wardrobe I have ever seen! Talk about manifesting.

I now have a clothes problem. Apparently, I have inherited my neighbor’s clothes horse problem (to my delight), but here is the strange part, my message from the universe: I am overrun with tops. A couple of pairs of pants here and there… This wardrobe would be perfect for someone who did video a lot… For someone who does video a lot??

I had started making videos a while ago. I mean, I have two film degrees and at some point I decided I ought to work in the format. I lamented my lack of tops when I started because it became quickly apparent that I would wear the same (drab) tops over and over again. Gee, I thought to myself, Wouldn’t it be nice to be overrun with tops…

I don’t know if it was my lack of wardrobe or something else (like a baby) that got me off track, but I suddenly heard God as if he was yelling in my ear.

Okay, okay! Message received!

Apparently, my missing link wants me on video. I have devoted a significant amount of my life to the study of the art form. I guess it is time to get started in earnest.

Till next time..

Hearts and Stars,
Tifany

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Wearing My Aromatherapy

I am wearing my aromatherapy.

Not like I am wearing my heart on my sleeve and telling everyone about my new obsession with diffusing essential oils—even though I am doing that—no, I am literally wearing my essential oil around my neck. On a diffuser necklace.

You didn’t know this existed? Me neither!

At least, diffuser jewelry was not on my radar at all until some pretty miraculous stuff started happening here around the house in my health and home: Did I tell you I have been managing stress with wild orange essential oil? Well, I have. Did I tell you that I knocked a killer migraine out with peppermint essential oil? Unbelievable. But true!

I have always been the natural mama, even before I was a mama, I always chose the homeopathic option, but essential oils? Hmmm. Until I tried it. Now I am proselytizing people I meet in the street. I don’t know them. But I am telling them about essential oils. If I wasn’t so relaxed, I would be frightened. I mean, once you figure out that you can support wellness naturally, don’t you go scream it from the rooftops? Well, I do.

But now I don’t have to scream because people are asking me now:

What perfume are you wearing?

My aromatherapy lasts for hours so I feel like I am walking through paradise. Things that used to stress me out are just…life.

A mess the size of the Exxon oil spill in my kitchen? Don’t worry about it.

Our schedule just got pushed back by an hour? I’ll manage!

The baby didn’t nap? She’ll sleep next time!! In the meantime, what is the smell of the day, baby — wild orange? Or jasmine?