Creative Magic Through Words

Experience the fusion of creativity and magic as you explore narratives, stories, and poems that weave together imagination, spirituality, and empowerment.

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

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

September Golden Harvest

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A Black woman with high priestess energy sits rooted in the Earth, exhaling spirals of golden light that weave through the flowers around her. Her breath becomes a blessing, a prayer of prosperity and protection flowing into the land. The image captures the essence of harvest as both gathering and giving, honoring the cycles of September.

September Golden Harvest A Ritual Story of Birth and Becoming The wheel turns, and I feel the shift in the air. August exhales, her heat softening into memory, and September steps forward carrying the weight of ripened fields and the promise of gathering. This is the season when Earth herself leans into abundance, when seeds … Read more

Power in the Pause

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A vivid digital swirl of warm orange and golden energy curling into a spiral at the center, surrounded by cool blue, violet, and teal waves. The spiral evokes both the solar plexus and sacral energy centers, capturing a moment of deep internal activation. The image feels like a cosmic womb or energetic vortex—still at its core, but surrounded by powerful, fluid movement. This artwork mirrors the emotional and spiritual energy of a sacred pause: alive, layered, and transformative from within.

Power in the Pause I wake up inside a quiet I can’t shake. Not the kind of quiet that calms or grounds. This quiet feels like a hum that won’t move. It sits low in my body and waits. Not urgent. Not dramatic. Just here. Steady. Unbothered by my mind’s desire to name it or … Read more

7 Pillars of Power

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A radiant Black woman stands at the center of a twilight sky, her natural curls illuminated by golden light as she gazes upward with quiet strength. Glowing jars filled with golden energy surround her like guardians of sacred memory. A spiral of light rises from her heart to her throat, symbolizing the activated flow of her inner truth. The scene evokes reverence, power, and deep remembrance—a visual embodiment of the 7 Pillars of Power.

7 Pillars of Power There are truths that live in my bones. Energies I return to again and again as a way of remembering who I am. These are anchors. Frequencies. Forces that shape how I move, create, love, and rebuild myself when the world tries to pull me off center. They came to me … Read more