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BlackHart Productions I am Blackhart! Do it Yourself Promoting for the Redding and Nor Cal area! I work with many artists

09/07/2025

CAMP ROSEWATER 2025 schedule is LIVE!!

So happy to add a Sunday headliner too! Norwood Fishers Trulio Disgracias playing Blackened Sabbath (funk Black Sabbath)

Tickets are for sale now! Day passes for a discount rate will be available at the box office day of event too!

09/07/2025

Cannifest setlist is up!!! So stoked on this event, very thankful to be apart of it!!!

Photos by Janice Wulf

09/07/2025

Maya on Real Love

Channled by Octavia Vasile

Hi hi, little Earth beans, it’s me, Maya. I see you scratching your head, wondering if love is that strange magnet that makes your stomach flip when someone smiles at you, or if it’s the thing that makes you cry when someone doesn’t text back. Ohhh, no. That’s the soap opera version. Real love is much juicier, much funnier, and it doesn’t come with commercials.

Love is not a thing you trade like baseball cards. It’s the ground you walk on, the air in your lungs, the sparkle in your eyes before you even know why you’re smiling. It’s your very flavor. You could say you are a cookie dipped in love, and every crumb of you tastes like it, even when you forget.

Humans invented this game of “hate-love, push-pull, yes-no,” as if love could be turned into a ball and thrown back and forth. Silly game! You end up running in circles, thinking you lost the ball, while love is actually the whole playground you’re standing on.

So how to feel it? You don’t need to chase, you don’t need to squeeze, you don’t even need to understand. Love doesn’t care about your clever explanations. It grows like moss, silently, everywhere there is stillness. When you relax, when you drop your guard for just a moment, you notice it was always there.

And when you let it stretch its wings, oh my, it goes wide. It doesn’t stop at your partner, your child, or your dog. It seeps into the trees, the rivers, the stars, the people you’ve never met, even the ones that annoyed you. Love is a terrible gatekeeper, it refuses to exclude anyone.

You want to expand it? Easy. Sit like a little sun and glow. You don’t see the sun saying, “I’ll shine only on this house, because they watered their plants.” Nope. It shines on everyone, even the cranky ones who closed their curtains. Be like that. Shine because shining is what you are.

And when your mind jumps in with its charts and reasons: “But why do I feel this? Shouldn’t love have conditions? Isn’t it dangerous?”, just giggle. That’s like asking why strawberries are red. They just are. Love is the same. It has no contract, no receipt, no logic. It just flows.

So, dear one, next time you’re searching for love, stop digging. You are standing in an endless field of strawberries, and your hands are already stained sweet. You don’t need to plant them, you don’t need to steal them, you don’t even need to earn them. Just taste what was already in your mouth.

I tickle you with this reminder: you are love wearing shoes. And oh, your shoes are very squeaky!

I kiss your forehead with star sparkles. Bye-bye, silly beans, until next giggle.

Maya 🌸"

Message from your Spirit Guides/Galactic Family in writing:
Octavia loves channeling messages from your spirit guides and galactic family. This time, she also offers written transmissions for those who wish to keep a lasting memory. She will channel a full message and guidance for you, and create visual representations of your guides or galactic beings based on how she perceives them. If you have specific questions, she can include those as well. You can register here: https://www.holographicyou.com/offers/73b8Epxi/checkout Love and gratitude 🌺
If you wish to meet Octavia for a private channeling session, please feel welcome to read more about who she channels here: https://www.holographicyou.com/1on1 This month all sessions include her new book "Bridging the Stars: a short guide to conscious contact" Love and gratitude.🤗🫶🙏

09/07/2025

He was homeless and alone, except for Hazel, the orange cat who slept on his chest every night. “She chose me,” he told me. The first time I saw him was outside a 24-hour laundromat, curled up on an old camping mat, Hazel lying on top of him. His shoes were held together by duct tape, worn from hardship. I started bringing him food from my café shift. He never asked, always said thank you, and fed Hazel first. One night, I asked her name. “Hazel,” he said softly. “She chose me. That’s what matters.” I learned his family had cut ties, and shelters wouldn’t take Hazel, so he stayed outside in the cold. Then, suddenly, they were gone—no sign for three nights. This morning, I saw Hazel alone at the bus stop, staring at me as if waiting for him. (check in the first comment👇)

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