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Jette Uber

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@twerktwins 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋Come-come my lady
You're my butterfly, sugar baby

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The month of July swing by so quick
Here’s some of the fair magic that still lingers
Fair is forever my home
So grateful for this year in the bounds and community weaving
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Fair is alway my New Years and she came in magically
Been on a high since leave the sweet grass and spirally 8’s
Thank to my people and the souls that welcome me home every year
Highlight was of course a fair family wedding💓
Healing the heart and expanding to so much more
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🦋 by @lionmanee

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2 months ago

Spirit Weaver 2026
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A place where 600-700 women gather to spread their wings
Laugher filling the forest and river banks
Skill sharing and ceremony
Returning to sisterhood
Remembering and re-sparking
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I cherish my women
The joy to nurturing sisterhood is the most rewarding gift by @lionmanee

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3 months ago

Beginning of Summer 2026
An Untz Hurrah & Lightning in a Bottle Fever Dream
Lot of Shasta water, duskdancefloors, SweetLips, community coming together
Thank you to everyone that showed up to my twerk shop at the untz
LIB, oooweee.. I’ll be your traffic baddie anytime
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Thank to all the people that make me snort and chuckle
To the dances that light me up The music that feeds my soul
This Play is life giving by @lionmanee

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4 months ago

•2025•
Talk about the year of the snail?
Life’s a trip and I’m here for it
Through all the heartaches, growing pains, life transitions, uncomfortable moments, we celebrate.
So grateful for all the moments of life with the people I love
🦋 by @lionmanee

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10 months ago

Three women
Passion for love
Likeminded lusting
Twisting within wonder
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Six hands dividing
Spells of protection
We hold this union
Sacred and holy
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When one crumbles
The web thickens
Together we roar
Our heart
Beaconing us home by @lionmanee

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a year ago

Syncing~following~reflecting~expressing
Twerktwins do more then twerking
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Medicine of movement
Following sound
Universal language.movement.dance
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Waving through by @lionmanee

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a year ago

We got thing one, thing two, thing three, all of us together…. It’s ’All things considered’
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Let this be a reminder to ask for what you want, you might be surprised on the outcome. Enough people asked for it to be a reel so here you go. Blessing received.
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Women are amazing and sisterhood is the fuel to life
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Until next year Halloween ✨🫧 by @lionmanee

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a year ago

She who hold space for embodiment of self
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Felt silly not to share these captures by @dazeybottega
Such a beautiful job
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Love being seen through her eyes
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Letting this shoot be a marking point of celebrating two and half years of working with others to evolve, heal, and connect with their creativity and sacred essence by @lionmanee

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a year ago

The melody of the shadow
A whisper in the bone
intuition’s breath,
a pinch that points
to paths unseen.
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Let the story unfold by @lionmanee

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a year ago

Beneath a sky of velvet blue,
We sit where starlight drips like dew,
A fire between us soft and low,
Its glow like hearts that gently grow.

You pass me one—so pure, so white,
A sugared cloud in firelight.
I toast it slow, with care and grace,
Like holding love in warm embrace.

It swells and browns, then melts within,
A caramel kiss upon the skin.
And in that sweet, ephemeral bite,
I taste the magic of the night.

For marshmallows, like love, begin
So soft, so small, so light and thin—
Yet brave the flame, and there they prove
The tender weight of loyal love.

They do not burn, they rise and bloom,
Becoming stars that chase the gloom.
And side by side, we roast and share,
Like promises wrapped in evening air.

So let us be like fire and fluff—
When life gets hot, we stay enough.
We do not melt, we gently blend,
Like marshmallows and loyal friends.

For though they’re sweet, their truth runs deep:
They hold their shape, they secrets keep.
And when we fall or feel alone,
They remind us—love is softly sown.

So pass the bag, and take my hand,
Let’s build our fire on golden sand.
No feast too small, no flame too high—
With friends like this, we never die. by @lionmanee

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a year ago

TwerkTwin United
No need to argue if it claps back
So shake it to the max by @lionmanee

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a year ago

Not perfect
But she knows that.
She wears her flaws like fingerprints,
proof that she’s lived.

The burden of loss, of pain,
sits quietly on her spine,
not begging for attention
just there,
like the hum of an old song
she can’t quite forget.

Salt on her tongue
from words she said and never said,
and tears that never asked permission.
Each motion heavy, deliberate,
her eyes dimmed
by nights that stayed too long.

Shadows cling to her like smoke
they scream and whisper
poison-laced and patient.
Seasoned by depletion,
by the slow unraveling
of things she once called home.

And still
let your body rest.
Let silence bloom
where explanation once lived.
Speak less,
breathe more.
Let stillness wrap you like water.

Feel the human touch,
warm, unassuming,
a lover’s hand
melting the frost from your soul.
You do not have to be whole
to be held.
You do not have to rise
to be loved.

Even in her quiet collapse,
she remains
soft,
brave,
enough. by @lionmanee

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a year ago