2018: What does the future hold?

Greetings beloved fellow students of the earth plane!

Here we are, the brink of 2018 about to drop itself down into the measurement of time. We hear many people throughout the years say, “we have arrived at an incredible time in human history”.  But didn’t we always throughout history make such grandiose statements as such? The only difference was back then the Mayan calendar was still calculating and it wasn’t due to end until after 2012. Now, at this place we are at in time we have more leverage from the predictions of our ancient ancestors.

I would like to believe and share my faith with you that we are on the brink of something really amazing. I would love to generate hope in all of your hearts, and give you something deep to chew on. But we must first look at the fact that we have a big crime plaguing humanity and as long as we keep that evolving into more disconnection between us, the gap of separation will grow us further and further apart, preventing unity and harmony in our world.

What got us into so much trouble was the rise of social media and the power we gave away to it. For example, a woman on Instagram using Photoshop and filters can generate thousands of likes while she puts out false advertising to her network, on the other hand while someone who is raw and real who doesn’t use photoshopped enhancements to bedazzle and fool the eyes of sad consumers is overlooked. The person who lacks likes often is teaching something useful, but as we can see it’s a popularity contest. One that is making us feel so inadequate.

See what the majority are favouring humanity? 

It’s not just Instagram that is creating this illness for not just women, but men too, and we can even see how much we worship the Gods/Goddesses of pop when we look through YouTube videos and see just how many people watch music videos opposed to “how to” instructional videos for deeply helpful lifestyle hacks.

I am DEEPLY disturbed lately when I look through the ocean of Instagram and see it painted over with women who are now beginning to resemble blow-up dolls rather than raw, wild, and natural women. The separation widens as our daughters are given the idea that in order to be of value to a man you must have lip injections and fake body parts. Men cannot find connection with women anymore because they cannot love themselves as they are.

Jada Pinkett-Smith Said it correct;

“How is man to recognize his full self, his full power through the eyes of an incomplete woman? The woman who has been stripped of Goddess recognition and diminished to a big ass and full breast for physical comfort only. The woman who has been silenced so she may forget her spiritual essence because her words stir too much thought outside of the pleasure space. The woman who has been diminished to covering all that rots inside of her with weaves and red bottom shoes.”

I am sure the men, who restructured our societies from cultures that honoured woman, had no idea of the outcome. They had no idea that eventually, even men would render themselves empty and longing for meaning, depth and connection.

There is a deep sadness when I witness a man who can’t recognize the emptiness he feels when he objectified himself as a bank account and truly believes he can buy love with things and status. It is painful to witness the betrayal when a woman takes him up on that offer……

But who are we really to blame? We are subjected to subliminal messaging non-stop 24/7 that talks about money, cars, hoes. And now we have social media and other faux-enhancing messengers poisoning our minds and hearts.

This popularity contest and faux beauty pageant must end.

Why are we doing this to ourselves? I have asked this question sincerely over and over again throughout the years. We have become a society that is based on smoke and mirrors and bragging rather than inspiring others as we walk each other home.

You aren’t sharing anything useful unless you are teaching others how to be free.

I don’t care about how amazing the results are you are getting your clients, how much money you are spending on healing sound tools, your green juices, your yoga poses, how luxurious your life is, your travel photos, how great you are and how much you are accomplishing each day. Really I don’t. I don’t give a f#@k. However, I DEEPLY DEEPLY care about how you inspire and teach others, and that you send the message of “we are all in this together” rather than “Look at me! look at me! look at me!”

It’s time we use social media in a much more constructive and progressive manner. One that inspires and uplifts in the holistic sense. Not posting photos of our half-naked bodies at the gym, selfie, after selfie, after selfie….This is not helping anyone. This game is teaching us to hide behind our electronics, generating false images, asking for popularity, and not connecting authentically anymore. So many of us are feeling emptier than ever as a result. As we live predominantly by the mind and it’s stimuli….

You haven’t even stroked the essence of what it truly means to be human if you haven’t lived with an open heart.

Societies collective echo shouts “but it’s not cool to open your heart, to share your vulnerabilities. It’s cool to snap a selfie, Photoshop yourself until you don’t even resemble the identity you were born as, slap on an even more faux enhancing filter, post, and wait for the likes to roll in.”

I’m truly disturbed by the collective obsession with this, and the destruction that worshipping pop culture is creating for us.

My beloved and I made this video this summer. Yes it was half-scripted, I was lacking the ability to trust myself that I would say the right damn thing clearly and concisely. You know making a good video requires planning and procedure. Even with all that planning I still managed to make a mistake in the end quote.

I think some of the best videos and most authentic information I have shared with you all came from me being raw and candid. I wish to provide you with more quality content that comes from this space opposed to the obsessive planning etc. I don’t care about being perfect, I care about providing a shift in thought.

You haven’t even experienced being truly human unless you have travelled deeply into the seat of your heart and through that sacred inner temple, have come to know your own soul….. from that space you walk with sovereignty and a richness that nothing and nobody could ever take from you. 

……..and all the bragging and selfies in the world aren’t going to grant you that. 

So shut up and share your most authentic version of your heart if you dare. If you want to see humanity go ANYWHERE. You can’t blame anyone for our state of affairs if you aren’t contributing that special gift that only you have.

In my journey, 2016 was the year of the great purge, 2017 was the year of finding alignment (even if it meant great destruction and rapid changes), 2018 is looking like a year of integration.

I am looking forward to what this will look like for humanity…if we will actually allow ourselves to integrate back into the space of wholeness and truth. Vulnerability is going to save us, not logic nor reason, the mind won’t figure this one out.


I hope you have read this with an open heart and mind. YOU are forever BOLD with a dear sincere HEART OF GOLD in the greatest LOVE STORY ever told!

Blessings for this new year!

Marina LoveMarina Love is a Heart Alchemist and Purveyor of Transformation. Being a leader in the fields of Holistic Healing, Nutrition, Herbalism, Longevity, Beauty, Entrepreneurship & Personal/Spiritual Development. Marina studied extensively with The BodyMind Institute and various private programs and individuals to acquire authentic knowledge and wisdom. Marina offers Goddess Circles, Cacao Ceremonies and Individual therapy sessions & Programs in addition to her projects Goddesspreneur Academy, Love Movement, House of Aphrodisia and Guiltless Chocolates/Beyond Desserts. Her heart’s mission is to return humanity from headless living into heart harmony based conscious living for the freedom, expansion, and sustainability of the greater good.

Marina Love