Mitchell in the House: Cosmic Journey Through Political Proximity & Creative Calling

In the quiet moments between heartbeats, there exists a profound truth that connects us all—a cosmic thread weaving through the fabric of seemingly separate lives. My journey is not a linear path, but a spiraling dance of consciousness, touching the halls of political power while ultimately remembering my true spiritual calling.

Imagine a young soul, positioned at the intersection of institutional power and divine purpose. The White House was not merely a building, but a sacred space of collective energy, where I witnessed the intricate dance of human potential. My aunt, a healing presence within the Clinton administration, became a portal through which I experienced the subtle vibrations of national consciousness.

Air Force One was more than a machine—it was a living metaphor of human potential, a vessel traversing not just geographical landscapes, but the expansive territories of collective human experience. These were not just visits, but initiations into a deeper understanding of interconnectedness.

The film project with Barack Obama was not a mere professional engagement, but a sacred transmission—a moment where creative expression became a bridge between individual perception and collective awakening. Each frame, each narrative arc, carried the potential to transform consciousness.

Political commentary, for me, is like observing the complex energy patterns of a living organism. It's fascinating—a mandala of human interaction, power dynamics, and collective intention. Yet, my spirit resonates at a frequency beyond institutional boundaries. I AM witness, not a participant; a translator of energy, not a collector of titles.

Creative fields are the quantum spaces where imagination meets manifestation. Here, individual stories become universal experiences. Each artistic expression is a sacred ritual, a way of remembering our inherent interconnectedness. We are not separate—we are threads in a vast, cosmic tapestry.

The halls of power taught me that true transformation occurs not through position, but through perspective. It's about seeing the intricate web of human experience and finding your unique vibrational signature to contribute to the collective symphony.

When people inquire about my political background, I smile—a knowing, compassionate smile that acknowledges the beautiful complexity of our journeys. I've breathed the air of institutional power, witnessed history in its most intimate moments. Yet, my path has always been about something more fluid, more expansive.

We are all passing through—witnesses to a grand, cosmic story far larger than our individual narratives. My invitation is to see the magic that exists between the lines of conventional experience, to recognize that every moment is an opportunity for spiritual awakening.

In the end, we came to remember. We came to heal. We came to create.

With profound love and reverence for the journey,

Mitchell Royel