A Goddess Renata Solstice Share

Solstice Memoir: Reflection By: Goddess Renata & Beauty.

Solstice Memoir: Reflection

By Goddess Renata

Reflection.
It began there. A word stirring on the surface of this solstice stillness.
And then another word surfaced: Resentment.
What does it mean to resent?
To re-feel. To re-hash.
Resentment is a gnosis denied. A knowing that never got to breathe.

It’s like picking the fruit too late—
It’s bitter now.
Or like the missed V8 moment.
The golden hash browns you forgot to flip—
Now they’re burnt. They can’t nourish.
So we toss them.

I see now—resentment is the residue of unintegrated insight.
It loops us. It keeps us from the Now.

Dreamscape. Must Escape. Now Escalate.

This has been the arc of my journey.

Dreamscape
The part of me that ventured into the world looking for love—
In corners, cafés, arms, eyes.
My first boyfriend.
What was happening around that time?
I started tracking it.
Ah... relationships were my teachers.
Even then, I was trying to understand the give and take.

But I didn’t know what I could expect—
How could I?
My mother was both mother and father.
She worked hard, she loved deeply.
But when it came to love, to relating,
I was on my own.

Must Escape
This was the journey into addiction.
Not just substances—but seductions.
Lifestyles that promised ecstasy but delivered erosion.
I was abducted—not by aliens—
But by illusions, by invitations into lives that weren’t fully mine.
Still, I learned. I lived.

Now Escalate
Now I reflect. Now I integrate.
I pull the gold from the ashes.
I ask: What juicy nuggets have I earned?
From dreamscape to escape to escalate, I have become
Not intuitive, but into-vision.

IN²VISION
Capital N. Number 2. Vision.
Because we must now visionize as we create.
Not react. Not loop.
But integrate.
We turn our knowing into art.
We weave our resentment into wisdom.

And in this solstice stillness, I stand.
Whole.
Witnessed.
Evolving.

Grace & Joy