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Gᴜɪᴅᴇ 🌙 Pᴏᴇᴛ ✍️ Aʀᴛɪsᴛ ✂️ Sᴇᴇʀ 🕯️
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Hi. I’m 𝕾𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖆 𝕹𝖎𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖊 𝕷𝖚́𝖟. Or Niki depending on when you first met me. Nicole Ann Bumbaca if you ask my parents. Niki Jaimes if you look at my ID. Even my name can be an enigma.

What do I do/who am I? Honestly, if you want a basic answer, ask AI.🤣 But here’s my fun attempt:

I suppose I am a feeling. A sensation of curiosity that lingers just like the dog hair I’ll probably leave on your shoulder after a good hug. I’ve heard myself described as a permission-bringer and an empowerment creator. I live in the depths and in-between. One foot consistently in our world and one deep inside the Other. I am a Jungian and spirit-taught Dreamworker. An intuitive seer. A channeler. A Priestess. An artist learning how to express in my own way. And I am finally owning and claiming that I am a witch continually being taught by my ancestors in dreams.

My heart thrives in words and magic and poetry. I strive to consistently drown myself in decorations of color. As an Emotional 4/6 Projector, Pisces Rising, Libra Sun and Gemini Moon — I fucking feel. All of it. Everything I never wanted to be privy to. And that which allows me access to the wonder in every moment should I choose that direction.

I am addicted to beauty and love and symbolism —to sparkly treasures and human connection. No matter if I meet you once on the side of the road or have known you for years, I want to get in there with you and find common ground.

I love a good d*ck joke. Talking shit is truly my fav past time. I just adore the wildness of being a human. I want to dive underwater into your subconscious and laugh out asses off over stupid shit whilst watching a rom com. I believe in pretty much every conspiracy theory there is and would definitely freak you out if you really got into my honest beliefs about the world and the nature of our reality.

But all of this aside, I am also messy as hell. I’m complicated, obsessive, doubtful, scared, worried, challenging, mean, detached, chaotic, always late…should I keep going?🤣

Who we are is…so much more than words.

I just vow to keep showing up more and more fully as myself. Even if that will never truly be definable or comfortable. by @risingwolfcollective

𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 🌊- 𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑔𝑒

Last night the world was flooding.
Everywhere around me -
𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠， 𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑠， 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠 －
the threat of fantastic liquid seeped
into the scent of surreal-ality.

Somehow I was crossing bridge after bridge
to an island that was
everywhere I’d ever been all at once.

And as I drove through a wall of raging water,
convinced it would end me…
a voice whispered of love.

This hallucination may send us into the abyss
but something greater than force
will burst its light through
and we will know eternity, once again. by @risingwolfcollective

Blessed 𝐃𝐢́𝐚 𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐌𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐬 🕯️.Tell their stories. Remember their laughter. Invite them to return to share in their memory. Honoring all of our beloved ones on the other side who come to visit in love and light 🌼 during this sacred time. by @risingwolfcollective

The best Halloween decorated party there ever was @willjones4hair ✨🔥

Also @rjaimes and I just raided my closet off the couch 🤣 by @risingwolfcollective

Feeling so held and blessed by my coven of beautiful witches in this realm. Thank you for being you. And to all of my witch ancestors I’ve met from Mexico, Scotland, Italy, Ireland and realms beyond this one who have been guiding me in dreams and visions all these years - I honor and hold you in my heart tonight and always. 🙏🏽 𝐁𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐄𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬. by @risingwolfcollective

𝗘𝘃𝗲’𝘀 𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹 🍎 - 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘦

Release this bitter poison
from my forgotten veins.
Let it pour out of
my mouth on vintage wings.

Lifetimes of born-again repression
have lingered too long
upon these weathered lips.

Words spoken in a language
that only those who’s apparitions
dance along the earth’s skin
can withstand.

So many before me have
tried to seal in this
remembrance from within.

Buried it beneath the stones
of generational indecency.

But tonight, it breaks free.

No longer can cement
contain that which was smothered.

Watch the temptress rise
from inside these suggestive hips.
Let this siren’s melody
be one of resurrection.

Feel my awakening slither
down your spine,
Let its voice devour your coy disguise.

Witness from above,
how it rapturously sings you awake. by @risingwolfcollective

And so it begins…the veil is thinning and tonight we honor and call back our beloved pets from the spirit realm. Light a candle, put their picture up or just share a story to keep their memory alive.

Our ancestors are right here…we just have to listen and notice. ✨ 🦉 #diadelosmuertos💀 #dayofthedead by @risingwolfcollective

𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 🔥- 𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑔𝑒

What would I say to you
if I knew nobody could hear?

Could you withstand
the depth
of this rabid hunger?

If I told you who I really was,
you would cower —
tail between legs —
begging me to take it back.

There is a force that lives within
this bold disguise.
An ancient creature waiting to pounce
from the eternal gates of her
pre-constructed cave.

She speaks in the language of
excruciating thirst
and scattered stardust.

A ravenous creative beast
waiting to devour the taste
of your sterile skin,
covered in splattered paint
and dripping sweat.

Lusting for forbidden spoken prose
and soft praise on bent knees,
obsessively worshiping
at her ragged feet.

Her wild hair perpetually coiling
around the fingertips of your mind,
seductively cooing luxurious temptations
between the dusty halls of your memories.

I’ve held this force captive
too long beneath the constraints
of cultural containers.

Who would I become if I let her out?

Who would you discover, if you knocked? by @risingwolfcollective

𝐓𝐨𝐨 𝐌𝐮𝐜𝐡 ✂️－ 𝑎 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚

The road within is treacherous and winding.
Those who dare to take the wheel
must eventually consider
the navigation of wings.

And what comes
of this inevitable flight?!

𝑈𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡．

The sensual expansive
nature of feeling.
The desire to undo yourself
into the eternal ecstasy of life. by @risingwolfcollective

The most magical 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐡 yet! Owls, herons and the most perfect nighttime weather. Thank you @rjaimes @yoga_with_abbie @_april.calzada @bighead_carnivore @ambventurer_ and everyone who joined us to call in a healing dream of this liminal full Hunter’s Moon.

And of course @el_salchichero_butcher_shop you kept us so well snacked with meaty goodness! So grateful!

And thank you @janina.church.art for the most INCREDIBLE workshop today! I can’t wait to keep exploring these new methods. Very grateful. 💖

There are big changes on the horizon for RWC and myself, and I’m feeling very held and grateful through all of them knowing this community is here alongside of me.

Blessed full moon, my loves ✨ by @risingwolfcollective

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 🦋 - a poem by me

Do you remember when
we didn’t remember?
How there was once a time
where the tiny legs of our fragmented minds
scuttled upon floors of frozen memory.

So awkwardly, we reached up
towards those who towered above us,
seemingly bearing wings to the sky,
yet inevitably incapable of flight.

Oh how we longed to be like them!
Capable of categorizing ourselves
into leaps into bounds above
what we thought we knew.

Always longing for above
what we already knew below.

Little feelers of hope poking out
of our segmentation.
Blissfully unaware
of what will come.

The boldness it will take
to dissolve into mystery. by @risingwolfcollective

Sometimes you just gotta put on your big girl @joandjune pants, take life by the patterns and shake that shit out in the light of day. 🥸🤘🏽😮‍💨 #venuscazimi #woof by @risingwolfcollective

𝓢𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖆 𝓝𝖎𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖊 𝓛𝖚́𝖟 | ℒ𝒾𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽

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