Body Wisdom

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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

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

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

Muse of My Own Making

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A beautiful Black woman sits outdoors in the stillness of night, bathed in the glow of the Full Moon in Aquarius hanging high above a quiet home. She wears a soft, off-the-shoulder summer dress, her hair gathered in a graceful bun, and cradles a steaming cup of tea in both hands. Wisps of steam curl upward into the moonlight, blending with the cool night air. The scene feels serene and intimate, a moment suspended between breath and thought, embodying presence, reflection, and quiet strength.

Muse of My Own Making A Ritual Story of Presence, Pleasure and Becoming The Full Moon in Aquarius rises today at her peak, carrying the expansive clarity of air and the unwavering truth of fixed energy. I feel her illuminating the places within me where my individuality meets the collective vision, where my courage to … Read more

Golden Pulse of Becoming

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A radiant Black woman with deep brown skin sits on a softly lit bed, wrapped in a flowing gold robe that catches the sunlight like fire. Her locs cascade over her shoulders as she gazes forward in quiet reflection, her profile illuminated by golden streaks of morning light pouring through half-closed blinds. The room glows with warmth and stillness, as if time itself has slowed to honor her presence. Light dances across her skin, revealing the sacred intensity of someone deep in remembrance—alive in her becoming, steady in her truth, pulsing with the clarity of a new season.

Golden Pulse of Becoming It’s my half birthday today. That alone feels like a portal. A soft, steady drumbeat calling me to pause, look around, and remember. The air feels different—charged, like it’s waiting for me to speak something into existence. I don’t need a reason to make today sacred. I am the reason. Before … 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

Mirror Magic (as 6-Year-Old Me)

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A young Black girl with warm brown skin and natural, fluffy hair lies under cozy covers at bedtime, smiling tenderly at her worn, off-white teddy bear with solid black eyes and a faded nose. A soft golden glow of magical energy swirls between the girl, the bear, and the blankets, illuminating their connection in a dreamy, love-filled moment. The atmosphere is warm, gentle, and full of emotional alchemy.

Mirror Magic (as 6-Year-Old Me) I write this ritual story as a love offering to myself—a return, a remembering, a soft landing into the arms of the little girl I once was and still am. This is for my 6-year-old self, who looked in mirrors and already knew she was the cutest thing walking. She … Read more

Mashed Potatoes as My Magic Wand

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A young Black girl’s hand holds a silver fork poised above a mound of mashed potatoes, sculpting them with care and curiosity. The mashed potatoes sit on a white plate alongside vibrant green beans and a thick slice of meatloaf topped with rich red ketchup. From the tip of the fork, radiant streams of golden and violet light swirl upward like magical steam, casting a soft glow over the plate. The background is warmly blurred in deep purples and browns, highlighting the sacred, magical and whimsical energy of the moment—a blend of childhood wonder and spiritual ritual.

Mashed Potatoes as My Magic Wand This ritual story was born from a whisper—clear, unexpected, and deeply felt. The ancestors said: Mashed Potatoes. Just those two words. And it unlocked something inside me. A memory. A vibration. A call to return to the joy, curiosity, and magic of my inner child. This story is an … Read more