November Beaver Moon

november beaver moon

November’s full Moon was called the Beaver Moon by both the colonists and the Algonquin tribes because this was the time to set beaver traps before the swamps froze, to ensure a supply of warm winter furs.

Ok, here goes:

I let go of fatty waste. 

I let go of stagnant voices.

I let go of emotional traps.

I cultivate smart hibernation.

I cultivate bone-broth-for-the-soul love.

I cultivate this moment, right now.  

Your turn.
Liza Fernandez

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More belly laughs

Less over-thinking.

More moments of joy

Less time spent shopping.

More kindness

Less judgements.

More greens

Less plastic.

More salutes to the sun

Less forgetting how you got somewhere.

More tenderness

Less choking.

More trust

Less prediction.

More you

Less smoke and mirrors.


Liza Fernandez

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happy birthday [boom poem for lover]

happy birthday, my love

We celebrate my beautiful man’s birthday today.
I wrote this poem when we first met.
I haven’t changed my mind on any of it.

Happy birthday, my love.

He’s quite the badass.
He’s a rebel and he’s the too cool for school.
He’s behind the crowd, he’s the slow walker, he’s the leader of the pack without trying to be.
He’s the sage and the delinquent in one.
He’s the joker, the enigma, the shadow, and then also the ray that seeps in slowly, ever so slowly, before blasting up the room.

Oh, the ever present, Sun. The Son.

He walks into a space and, “All Hail Caesar!”
But he doesn’t like that.
Maybe he doesn’t hear it?
Could be that he tries to ignore it.
I mean, come on, it’s only natural.
Stupid me, should’ve known.

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September full corn/barley moon

full corn / barley moon

The September full Moon is usually known as the Full Corn Moon because it traditionally corresponds with the time of harvesting corn. It is also called the Barley Moon because this is the time to harvest and thresh ripened barley.

Ok, Full Corn / Barley Moon , here goes:

I let go of birthday age.

I let go of the feeling I have to be somewhere by now.

I let go of old records in the mind. 

I cultivate celebration.

I cultivate creative abundance.

I cultivate visualizing. 

Your turn.
Liza Fernandez

expectations + abundance

This one came roaring in last year. Life is in the eye of the beholder. How you see, is what you see, and then life matches you.
And it takes bravery to see outside the box and whisper, “I have a fighting chance.”
It’s the, “Imagine if”…
It’s a fight – or inner work – that becomes the vehicle.
Expand y’all.

STFtokens Abundance

helpless romantic

As we sit in the editing room with our next short film, we look back at our last one:

A hopelessly romantic introvert is coerced by her friends into trying a dating app. What ensues are the mishaps of searching for true love on the interweb. Can a hopeless romantic thrive in the age of online dating?

Sweat, tears, joy and absolute exhilaration.
iHeart, we heart you still.
#MadeinNewYork #STFteam #DreamsComeTrue #RomCom #Romantic

morning vow

morning ritual

Wise words from the Buddhist master, Thích Nhất Hạnh:

On morning vows
“Waking up this morning, I smile. Twenty-four brand new hours are before me. I vow to live fully in each moment and to look at all beings with eyes of compassion.”