A hand holding a bunch of pale pu k and white flowers.
Ordinary Awakening
is finding truth among life’s brambles;
not in robes or rituals,
but in washing dishes, waiting in long lines, and clearing overgrown gardens.
In the days when we don’t feel holy,
and the nights we choose honesty over performance,
we don’t glow,
we grow.
#IlisReflects 🌱
A yellow sunflower with one petal open pointing up like a finger
My GenZ sent me a tiktok video today.
The message was
'Believe in yourself to the point of delusion'
That hit me right in the chest!
#IlisReflects
#The_Eco_Spiritual_Experience 🌱
A lone sheep stands in a green, overgrown field near the coast. Above the landscape, an egret lifts into the sky with wings spread wide. Power lines and distant buildings sit under a bright blue sky with soft clouds.
Those days,
When the message arrives
Loud and clear,
On the wings of an egret.
#IlisReflects #ThoseDays
Close-up of a hand holding a golden piece of honeycomb, glistening in sunlight. A small bee clings to the edge as if finishing its work. Green grass blurs softly in the background. #IlisReflects
Those days
When you realize that,
It's fingers crossed
Heart steady,
Let the hives work.
#IlisReflects 🐝
A colorful display of Ilis Trudie Palmer’s books arranged together: Dancing Between Tall Grass, Chronicles of an Awakening Soul, Woke to Joy, Let the Sun Shine on My Face, and She Sits and Shells Peas. The covers show vibrant art, from silhouettes in sunset to portraits and nature-inspired scenes.
I refuse
To wait for an invitation
To sit at a table
My ancestors already set.
#IlisReflects
#LegacyOfAncestors
Close-up of a hand holding a noni fruit with pale skin and brown circular spots, hanging on the tree with green leaves behind.
Those days,
when you have to swallow the medicine,
but you know
that's what
the body and spirit needs.
#IlisReflects
#PlantMedicine
Feet in Long jeans walking in the shore with toes painted bring pink
Those days,
When the memories of the thing
Keep it alive,
Long after the thing
Was something
To be tingled about.
#Thosedays
#IlisReflects
Black-and-white photo of Ilis sitting outdoors on a wooden bench, surrounded by plants. She wears a light-colored jacket and top, looking down with a gentle smile, one hand resting near her chest. The moment feels calm, grounded, and reflective.
I don't show up with perfection, I show up with what I have,
and that makes it enough.
#SaturnLessons
#IlisReflects
Tall coconut palms stand in silhouette against a glowing sunset sky, painted with soft purples, blues, and golds. The sea shimmers at the horizon, calm and wide, while a few figures walk along the beach.
Those days,
When the vibrations of the earth
Sync with the vibrations of the body,
And you feel the oneness
Of yourself
With existence.
#IlisReflects
Close-up of a bright yellow sunflower with slightly uneven petals, standing tall in a green field. A bee is nestled on its center, and the blue sky with scattered clouds forms the backdrop.
When they call you weird,
You best declare,
✨ "It's better to be weird
than ordinary!" ✨
Happy Thursday, friends. 🌻
#StayWeird #IlisReflects
A wide blue sky with wisps of white clouds stretches above a lush green hillside. At the base of the hill, a grassy path is framed by palms and tropical trees, opening into a quiet, welcoming scene that feels like the calm of Friday afternoon.
Those days,
When Friday walks in
Like a breath of fresh breeze,
And you're grateful for the weekend
Appearing round the corner.
#ThoseDays
#IlisReflects
A green field filled with tall grass in bloom, their pinkish tufts swaying gently. In the middle of the field, a single orange monarch butterfly rests, adding a bright pop of color to the wild scene.
Nobody's asking life
To be a bed of roses.
But it can be
A field of grass flowers.
#IlisReflects 🌱
A hand holds up a large golden sunflower head, heavy with seeds, against a bright blue sky. Palm fronds rise in the background, sunlight lighting the flower in vivid detail.
Those days,
When your body’s no longer
Bracing for impact,
And you feel the peace
That surpasses
All understanding…
Literally!
#IlisReflects
#Chooseday
A sky filled with scattered golden and grey clouds at dawn, with soft light filtering through, creating a sense of quiet wonder and possibility.
Those days,
When wonderfilled Wednesdays
Knock lightly at our doors,
Whispering,
Wake up, let me in.
Let Wednesday in, Friends.
#IlisReflects
#SkyWhispers
A close-up of a single five-petaled flower in a vivid pinkish-purple shade, blooming against a backdrop of dark green leaves.
Those days,
When there’s more month than money,
Yet you still find
The hues of beauty
In everything.
#IlisReflects 🌱
Two fishing boats sit near the shore, surrounded by thick brown seaweed, with a mountain and cloudy blue sky in the background
Some days,
You just have to
slug through.
#IlisReflects
Heavily overcast sky with palm fronds in the foreground and a jasmine with small yellow flowers thriving
Storm or no storm,
I plan on making this day wonderful
#HurricaneErin
#IlisReflects
A single yellow and pink heliconia bloom nestled among large, glossy green leaves, catching the sunlight.
Those days,
When out of nowhere,
Nature surprises you with a flash of colour,
Like a secret finally told.
Ever planted something and forgotten about it, until it surprised you?
#IlisReflects
#WokeToJoy
A close-up of a hand holding seeds from the local milkweed plant, their soft white tufts catching the light. In the background, green trees blur under a pale sky.
Those days,
when the breeze carries a whisper,
and if you listen closely,
you’ll hear
it’s your name being called.
#ThoseDays
#IlisReflects
Two bird feathers, one light brown and one gray, standing upright in a mug filled with soil, placed on a floral cushion with a blue fabric backdrop.
Two feathers,
resting on my doorstep
waiting for me,
with messages of partnership,
alignment in motion,
and the balance between effort and surrender.
Asking me to surrender,
Which I did.
Now, there're placed in my mug vase
that once held a vibrant
Valentine’s Day bouquet.
#IlisReflects #Feathers
Close-up photo of a bat hanging upside down from a branch, its wings folded around its body, with a blurred green background.
We have bats to thank for tequila.
So next time you’re tipsy and dancing barefoot,
just remember….somewhere a bat is taking credit.
#IlisReflects #The_Eco_Spiritual_Experience #RootsAndPetals
The trellis we giggled at? It’s in the book; turns out it had its own story.
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#TheMistTrilogy 🌫️ #IlisReflects #ConversationsFromTheFarm
Those days,
When you feel it to your bones
That it's time to take flight,
And you decide
That you're
Done being scared.
#IlisReflects #WokeToJoy
A dried seed pod splitting open beneath a blue sky, releasing fine white tendrils and tiny dark seeds. An image of delicate unraveling, quiet strength, and the persistence of life.
Those days
When life hangs by a thread of light,
Soft as breath,
Bare as truth
We give thanks
That we are still here.
#IlisReflects #ThoseDays #TheEco_Spiritual_Experience 🌱 #TheMistTrilogy
A hand gently touches the center of a large, blooming sunflower. More yellow sunflowers cluster around it, glowing in bright morning light. Lush green leaves and golden palm fronds frame the image with a sense of tenderness and life.
Everyone is a writer now,
but not everyone is living what they write.
The edge is no longer in the output, but the origin.
Where did those words come from?
I still choose to feel it & live it, then write about it, because imho,
the sweetest part of being alive is in the creating.
#IlisReflects
A woman in a red shirt uses a long pole to pick fruit from a tall tree under bright sunlight.
She catches a fruit with a smile, standing beneath the mango tree.
My cousin
was always the one,
Who could reach
the tallest fruits.
#IlisReflects #GardenNotes #The_Eco_Spiritual_Experience 🌱 #FruitPickerChronicles
A cloudy sky above a rocky hill with scattered structures. In the foreground, green banana plants and bushy vegetation frame the scene. Goats are visible near the top of the hill.
When I write
About goats bleating
On the nearby hill,
There really are goats
On the nearby hill. 🐐
#IlisReflects #GoatHillChronicles
A brown pelican perches calmly on a large sunlit rock by the edge of rippling blue water. Its feathers are ruffled slightly by the breeze, and it gazes steadily ahead, quiet and still.
Those days,
when you realize
it’s not the writing tool that matters anymore,
but the life behind the words.
The weight comes from what you’ve lived,
that’s the real magic.
#IlisReflects #Thosedays #WokeToJoy
A handmade garden trellis built from white PVC pipes, scrap rods, and twine, standing in dry soil under a coconut tree. The construction looks uneven but sturdy, surrounded by young plants and farm brush
The same trellis, now covered with vibrant green vines climbing across its patchwork frame. A woman in a green shirt and cap stands in the background, watching over the flourishing plants.
Rmemeber that trellis we all laughed at?
Faith, wire, pipe.., and a whole lot of family stubbornness.
Awon wanted to redesign it. I told him leave it be.
Guess what? It made it into the book.
Turns out it has its story.
📖 The Mist Envelopes (Book 3, in progress)
#TheMistTrilogy 🌫️ #IlisReflects
A hand holding a spent sunflower seed head toward the camera
Me, holding this quiet sunflower seed head;
Those days
when life says,
here, you’re ready
even if you didn’t ask.
#Thosedays
#IlisReflects 🌱
