Full Moon in Capricorn, July 2nd UT 2:20; otherwise July 1

Simplicity

Original watercolour on thick aquarelle paper, 28 x 39 cm Sale at: http://www.yayateahouse.co.nz/Tea-Art-1.php

While it looks like the monk in the picture above is resting and peaceful, most likely his appearance of “rest” is the result of hard work, born from his/her commitment to the ritual of tea drinking.

When one works repetitively and consistently at a task, the result – even with the natural correction of the environment on his/her actions – is grace-in-movement, movement with rounded edges. 

The ruler of this full moon in Capricorn is the planet Saturn. Personally, I’ve always been a fan of Saturn. Time and time again, Saturn has shown me that whenever I work hard and commit myself to a task or a project, I am always rewarded. The heart has to be into it; that’s the commitment, and then there’s solid ground. I’m reminded of the ancient Egyptians who weigh at death the heart against the feather of Ma’at. Perhaps it is in this spirit of inevitability (death, Saturn) that we learn the true nature of our hearts. Interestingly, the ancient Egyptians and Romans used to worship Saturn as the Sun God, and the holiday of Saturnalia was around the time of the Winter Solstice but varied in length – sometimes continuing up until December 25th, when the sun is in Capricorn. I was surprised to see this relationship between Saturn and the Sun/Son. In the Kabbalah, Saturn is related to the sepiroth of Binah, which equates to wisdom and understanding. See more links at the end for information on Saturn in religious/occult history.

Saturn asks you to find your heart. Find your ‘why.’ This is not your philosophical ‘why,’ but your ‘reason to action.’

Saturn is solid, linked to the metal ‘lead’ in ancient alchemy, and is very ‘grounding’ to be quite honest, even sobering. Perhaps the most well-known astrological text on the re-visioning of Saturn is by Liz Greene called, Saturn: A New Look at an Old Devil, originally published in 1976. Her take is largely influenced by Carl Jung and presents Saturn as an archetype, representing a psychic process; and therefore having psychic meaning beyond its traditional astrological association as a malefic, can be beneficial. Greene introduces her book with a quote from the late esoteric astrologer, Alice A. Bailey [1880-1949].

When the disciple knows Saturn as the God
who offers opportunity and does not only feel him to be Deity
who brings disaster, then he is on the path of discipleship in truth
and in deed and not just theoretically.

All astrological traditions are not perfectly alike, and the newest age astrology has been changing rapidly. Some astrologers stick to the planets in their interpretation of psychic forces, others reach to interpret every space object that has been named and/or numbered for some representative psychic phenomena/force in the collective consciousness’s puzzle. In the Chinese Tradition, Saturn relates to the element “Earth” just as in Western Astrology. However, in Chinese astrology, Saturn relates to the Stomach and Spleen; its color is Yellow. Its direction is CENTER. In Western Astrology, Saturn rules the skeleton.

Saturn/Capricorn represents the fundaments, the structural framework of your life. It can look different for everyone individually, and often does! The way we relate to metaphor/archetype is colored by the orchestra of our charts taken as a whole – and those experiences it represents. Therefore, writing here generally on the full moon can only be just that: administered with broad strokes. In this case, I’ve encountered new ways to discuss what for me is an old subject. There’s a lot left to be defined, understood, and relegated into a complete cosmological picture of meaning. I’m not so sure I’m interested in being that ‘tidy’ these days. I don’t prefer comprehensive explanations, but I do have a certain appreciation for the simplistic. That said, I’ve never found my study of astrology to be simple…

When thinking of Capricorn, think of the mountain goat! My favorite animal representative for this sign. Capricorn is about focus, having your mental bullet-points ready, following a specific and complete checklist. It’s where things are clearly defined and there’s organizational conformity. When one is fully balanced in the assemblage of all the archetypes, Capricorn gives us the sense of ‘I CAN’ to reach beyond ‘perceived obstacles (limits)’ and triumph in the face of all obstacles (known and unknown). Overall, a pretty cool energy; pretty bad ass, to use a popular label…and something we are all familiar with. There’s a growing need for more bad asses on the planet. That’s for sure. We’re no longer talking about the saturnine archetype that keeps us down! No, no.

Mastering Saturn/Capricorn is mastering thyself in the mirror of the world, being the commanding authority in one’s own life. As Saturn has related to the archetypal father-time, and as we all are experiencing, fathers are becoming increasingly more sensitive. More fathers are stay-at-home fathers. While a long way off from ‘perfect,’ our societal archetypes, roles, and norms are becoming less and less rigid. How can astrology deal with this new sense of fluidity? If Saturn/Capricorn itself is any representative of the frame supporting life, then Pluto is certainly redefining and transmuting this frame with its 15 year stay (2008-2023). Fatherhood will continue to undergo massive change in its meaning and expression, as all social roles evolve and adapt.

More general themes and observations: the archetype of Saturn, as I’ve experienced it – is one of consolidation. There’s this “putting it all together,” experience with a Capricornian practicality that no other sign’s energy can offers. However, with Pluto’s stay in Capricorn, “putting it all together” and getting a good grasp on ‘order and operations’ is less about ‘tried and true’ and more about a playing a game in a changing field of possibilities.

Also, there’s a compression with Saturn that can be both positive and negative. The positive aspect is the resulting action that is born from the discomfort, the negative aspect of compression. To me recognizing polarities is the pointer for finding the middle, like a string oscillating between two distances, there’s a back-and-forth motion that makes, “one sound” or “one frequency.” It’s a tone. That’s it! That’s the sound of one hand clapping…

Sun conjunct Mars in the sign of Cancer, and the drive is for comfort, safety, and the nurturing of family in the home. We all get to live a private life! No matter how socially connected we become, there’s an ‘inside’ that always requires attention.

We may be driven to clear out, resolve, and tidy our clutter and distractions with this full moon in Capricorn. The energy supports areas of life where we commit to building the foundations (structures) that are necessary for all the creative actions that come forth. With this Capricorn full moon we look at our systems, and the way we manage our personal needs. It’s a excellent reminder for scheduling in necessary playtime, leisure, and relaxation. Also, the emotional life ‘has life‘ at this time, but it has to serve in the worldly context and expression of Capricorn. Your signals to this emotional life during this full moon with the presence of Mars conjunct the Sun: agitation, drive, frustration, and even more likely, passion! With the sign of Cancer, think of needs, often emotional needs that fuel the work, and bring the projects into fruition. Again, this is our ‘why’ for doing what we do.

Finally with the Moon conjunct Retrograde Pluto in Capricorn we have a depth that we are capable of reaching into – and of purging, turning-over, and empowering.

Here’s the process: We’re going to use an Earthy Model

1). Discover.

a). Dig deep and find the stones: Pain, Sadness, Resisted ideas that we believe
b). Turn over the stones, what is underneath this emotion, this belief, what are the consequences of this belief?

2). Turnover the soil, and re-mix your findings. Put them into a new perspective:

a). Psychologically re-frame (re-pot whatever hasn’t been released, or shelve it..allow yourself some space from it. etc)
b). Use techniques: Emotional Freedom Technique EFT, Vipassana Meditation, Chant Mantras around it, Cry (Water it).

3). Embrace yourself fully – whatever you cannot or do not want to let go of.

a). Whatever we cannot let go of may be useful, honor the seeds of your new challenges.

4). Repeat steps 2 and 3.

5). Appreciate and congratulate yourself on what you have been able to release.

Repeat all steps as necessary; and at the end of the day, DO REST. Tuck yourself in. Let your Wei Qi return to your Dan Tien.

If Wu Wei is your Master, these are simple steps – ideas, or suggestions for what to do, while you are doing nothing! 

Love to All….Happy Full Moon!

Namaste.

References: __VOL I, No. 10 April 22, 1997 SATURN: THE ANCIENT SUN GOD By David Talbott
___About Saturn, the Son of the Sun. http://hans.wyrdweb.eu/about-saturn/
___Saturn in Myth & Occult Philosophy, by David McCannhttp://www.skyscript.co.uk/saturnmyth.html

My Rainbow Path

Rainbows everywhere!!! Re-blogging.

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Image from globalminds.com

Each sister has said to me

At least once:

“I saw a rainbow,

And it reminded me of you.”

REAL –LY?

A rainbow,

I was taught, was God’s promise

Never to be mean to all of us, ever again!

(at least not by flood)

Maybe,

I drew all those rainbows

From ages 3 thru 8,

Because life wasn’t always easy,

and people: They

need colorful bridges to escape onto /(

Take refuge In.) On. ^Above^ _or_ Under the Rain…

Look at the pictures;

I thought it

was the #Number of

Rainbows that could staircase the Way Out-

UP, Around ~

Each Arc

Another Step, a Progression

What I see now is that ‘rainbow’ was

simply MY FAVORITE COLOR.

The early years:

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Story of One

From the beginning
There was no beginning.
You and I were One.
And One, times One,
equals One.

It’s math for witnesses
It is Math
for multipliers,
Appreciators.
Math for the pregnant
Creators,

Who among them are
Male & Female
Yin and Yang

There’s a quality to the One,
which has Two basic flavors.

Each within and without.

From the beginning
There was no beginning.
Then there was One Who Observed Day and Night.

Poem & Photography by ©2015 Ka Malana

Editorial Commentary on the nature of the Planet and me.

Though I am definitely a runner, I’ve never been very good at keeping my head in the sand for long. There’s just too much to do, and there’s good enough reason to demonstrate strength and leadership in this world, or at the very least, aspire to it. This morning I read articles related to the mass extinction warning. You can read about it here, in the article posted by the Guardian recently. It’s also been plastered all of the news for the last 3 days.

But, before I get to the pulp:

As you know I write about astrology and other subjects. I write about my personal experiences. I share stories and write poems. This blog, Fiestaestrellas.com, is my place to play. This is my sandbox. It’s also the place where I celebrate the mysterious genius, without a need to be overly literal, nor ever-so completely precise (my natal Jupiter return in Virgo is coming up). I even give myself ample freedom to be grammatically incorrect; that is, when it serves my need to shuttle out and create from the compost of my being.

Well, this morning, as predictably loyal as my imaginary dog, so is my imaginary newspaper. I’m making a joke here, because I read on the internet, just like all of you. Definitely do not come to me for your news. Sometimes, inwardly, I wish I could be more like the onion.com; all this reverence I have for life and living is often balanced with the irreverent jokes and gallows humor. A gal has her own survival to keep abreast. My real point is that I don’t really follow hype.

I’m not the first person to run to a trendy topic (at least knowingly). I also don’t allow myself to get wind of the “next asteroid that is set to kill us.” I believe that it’s possible we may die via asteroid – end of story. That’s something I can do the least little bit about. Every day is a day I, or someone that I love, could die. What more do I need to know?  I’ve enough personal drama to keep my inner Monk busy tidying and cleaning mirrors, that I like to keep the engine of my life well-oiled and humming, at a reasonable, ‘steady and ready’ speed. I think I’ll register-trademark “Steady and ready.” If you beat me to it, good for you. You karmically owe me now. 🙂

Back to the stuff that distresses me:

Passages from the Guardian that claim conservative estimates in this mass extinction scenario:

“Caballos and colleagues have thought through these difficulties, and come up with probably the most robust estimate yet of how severe the modern crisis is.

They have been deliberately conservative – they’re well aware of the dangers of crying wolf on a topic of such importance, and where passions run so high.”

From another article, more recently published, ScienceAlert:

Such dramatic biodiversity loss will also put humans in danger within just three generations, the team estimates, particularly if we also lose crucial pollinators such as the honeybee.

How does a person decide on a future, or their children’s future, or their children’s childrens’ futures in these conditions? How does a responsible person overcome the idea that the cradle of the world has not even a rattle to calm them in the face of ultimate destruction? Where will this planet be? How likely is it that the future that we dream of for our loved-ones of the future can come into play? We will return to our regularly scheduled sandbox play, momentarily. Meanwhile, here’s a quote from Margaret Atwood that reminds me of the importance of my own writing, thinking, brainstorming, my own liberation through fire. To me, liberation means solution, and I will always make my contribution to the discussion, whether or not I do it with ‘cheerios,’ or my own strong opinions. Nevertheless, who should put so much responsibility on future generations?! I pause…for Margaret Atwood now…

“The genesis of a poem for me is usually a cluster of words. The only good metaphor I can think of is a scientific one: dipping a thread into a supersaturated solution to induce crystal formation. I don’t think I solve problems in my poetry; I think I uncover the problems.” Margaret Atwood

This editorial was inspired by my quote challenge, given to me by my dear friend, Aquileanna at La Audacia de Aquiles: El Mundo Visible es Sólo un Pretexto. I definitely changed it around a bit. One quote is from an author, while the rest are from newspapers. I suppose it’s just like me to spin on my feet, and try to make a ‘basket’ in another court. Let’s keep shooting for the team-earth, friends. You can respond to the challenge any way that you like – as far as I am concerned. Definitely check out Aquileanna’s post at

Aquileanna, I am expediting this post because I have got work to get to… so, I copied and pasted your beautiful layout. I hope you don’t mind!!!  Giving you credit for your beautiful blogging craftsmanship!

💫Quote Challenge💫 

My blogger friend, Aquileanna, invited me for a so called 3-Day Quote Challenge.

The rules of the challenge are: ♠Post your favorite quotes or your own quotes for three (3) posts in a row. ♠Thank the person who nominated you. ♠Pass it on to three (3) other bloggers per quote, each time you post them. Or pass it to nine (9) bloggers if you choose to post all the quotes together, in the same post. (CHECK)

⚠ Note: I will post the three (3) quotes at once. Thus I will nominate nine (9) Bloggers. 

My nominees for the Quote Challenge are:

Litebeing Chronicles

Sue Dreamwalker

Through the Peacock’s Eyes

Peace Love and Patchouli

Embracing Forever

Elemental Fraction

Quantum Hermit

Dewin Nefol

Seize One Day

I’m glad that I did this post, even if it wasn’t the original direction that I was headed. I hope that all of you find something valuable and surprising in your own quote challenges.  Wishing you a delightful day, regardless of whatever we face in the world! Our creativity is needed here!

Image credit: http://www.gettyimages.co.uk/

Finally, for your consideration: I offer this song as my embedded prayer and continuous hope:

UPDATE: Tree Badge is complete!

When I updated the original post, it appeared that the update didn’t publish, so here it is. Ka

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Beginning:

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The original re-quest (during Mercury retrograde):

Dear friends,

I think it would be neat if you helped me with some art. In fact, it’s more of an interaction experiment; and I’m hoping that you’ll share in the comments your ideas, along with a link to your own blog post around a tree of your choice. I’ll be away for a little while, and I’m curious to see if, when I come back, there will be some more inspiration to finish my own tree. I like to see your ideas, expressions, thoughts, ruminatings, visions, photographs, inspirations, prophecies, recipes, potions, field guides, haikus, short fiction, novels,  Whatever.  If you participate, I will be very inspired, and I will finish my tree painting and turn it into a badge for you.

I’d like to ask you some questions [I decided to answer them, too]:

If…

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Ponderosa Pine Speaks

I’m inspired to journey some more… ❤

Walking my path: Mindful wanderings in nature

This is in response to beautiful Ka, at Fiesta Estrellas. She is in the process of creating a very special tree painting, and has requested answers to these 3 questions:

If you were a tree, what would you feel like?

What kind would you be?

If you could choose to make artwork to honor a tree, what format/media/style would it be

I will speak as a ponderosa pine, as theirs is the habitat in which I live. I thought about willow or oak, as they are here too, and quite meaningful, but ponderosa has spoken to me the most this week, as I have pondered these questions. My style is photography with words.

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For almost 300 years I have been standing amongst my friends. Ah, so many friends have I, who have come and gone over the course of my life. I have loved them all.

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I feel the…

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Our Tree Update & Happy New Moon in Gemini

Dear Friends,

Every other day I’ve been adding touches to my/our painting. I’ve spent about 10-15min per session, which includes mixing my acrylic paints to make the next touches. Today there were some interesting developments in the image.

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Breathing in/out the pink of love from the center of oneness

In honor of this New Moon in Gemini, I will be sitting in silence and in awe. I am also getting my files in order; setting up my home office, as well as other ‘todo’ items involving space clearing and yes, you guessed it: study. Meanwhile, my plants that ‘felt grumbly’ during the move, they are coming back to life. Overall, I’m not having a bad experience with 3rd house ruled Gemini, involving Mars and other attributes in the new moon “landscape,” as well as continuous courage for rainbow warriors. I definitely found it necessary to ‘take a moment’ before proceeding, in the midst of my day. If you’d like to meditate with me, here is this guided meditation. This is good self-care.

Currently my blog has been undergoing some maintenance. A new background image from a Eucalyptus deglupta , a picture taken in the neighborhood, has been added. My blog is now lined with tree bark. As a result, I lost a few of my decorations. The Rainbow Eucalyptus has been in my consciousness for a couple of years now, as has been the Rudraksha tree, which is part of my tree project.  I suppose I am tracing back where my and, now, “our tree project” began – in my own life. I’m very much enjoying the story, the duality, the chores, and the brainstorming. Mercury retrograde afforded me this area of self-recognition, so I could see what I want to revise, and where I want to head next. While Mercury is still in “its shadow phase” I may not have ‘quite yet’ made any decisions with this new knowledge, but I’m okay with that. I have the spirit of my message nicely tucked into my heart.

Aloha nui Loa

IAM a Unique Art Form…

Barbara…. Wow…. ❤ See. What. You. Did? Love those orchids by the way, and the angel’s wings… xo Ka

Me, My Magnificent Self

www.memymagnificentself.com

IAM an old and wise Willow tree
I love to live by the riverside
my roots deeply emerged in cool waters
My branches are flexible and hang low
creating shade for my Human friends
to sit and eat their delicious picnics
hide away and laze during school recess
and cover them from the rain…

IAM a vibrant and unique Art form
I observe with joy the ones who pass by
imagining for a moment
IAM a smiley boy expressing
a bright and jolly nature
with rainbow colours hanging all around me
receiving light and warmth from the sun
feeling free, limitless and able to give
the beautiful fruits of reflection…

Barbara Franken… Inspiring New Energy Consciousness

We are truly all unique Art forms but do we ever look at ourselves with eyes of passion and see our true strength, playfulness, wisdom, sensuality and authentic power… When I  look at an old tree…

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Hugging

There are several posts today that I was going to do…
Rest assured, the inspiration will not be lost while in favor of sending out this post today. 😀
Mars/Sun conjunction in Gemini in my 5th house has me healing deeply and less deeply, even on the crusted over surface. I’ve been all fired up in the best way to create and paint and love all aspects of creation which have visited me throughout the years. I’ve been having a varied experience, and I am grateful for every *like* every comment, everyone who has been inspired by visiting or knowing Fiestaestrellas – in any way. My desire to hug you – all your beautiful trees, families, tears, visions… the moon has slipped into Gemini… and we are so fortunate for the levity while Saturn retrogrades back into Scorpio. Everyone in the neighborhood here is having a party of some sort! I’ve got to get back to studying, and secretly smiling all the time. Trust that you will keep your forward momentum, even if it looks like you are back-tracking… you are GOING DEEPER. BIG HUGS to all of you who inspire me EVERY DAY with your creations, your suggestions, your ability and capacity to be inspired, feel loved, feel supported, and flow with your warrior self into your own self-mastery. We are here to overcome & to love. I love my rainbow tribe!

Bright, shiny objects!

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The Lady returns to Her Tower

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Stacked up
in old cases
are micro cassettes,
fragments
of conversations
made with coffee,
beer, and cigarettes.
spun together by the
wheels of travel,
and the comings and goings
of creation.

These
are the fingerprints
and logbooks
of times gone uncatalogued,
but recorded.

Laced among these
etchings of memory is the
antique smell of old wishes,
Fingerprints of old selves’ images
cobwebbed around
corners, breaking the rhythm patterned
slats of black and white into some
gossamer diagonals.

Even the cobwebs have shadows!

What were once
only some dog-eared remnants are now
the blackened, forgotten
bones of unchew-ed material,
rendered unidentifiable by time
and the consequences
of improper scrapbooking.

Time has lost its identity
and persons no longer care
about the era of happenings.

Edges fade in the total room
of all things attic-bound.
Behind the curtains of civilization
how the peopling of these
selves somehow happened
in conjunction with planetary
transits and their unmistakeable North Nodes
plastered to fate of the Earth, Moon, and Sun.

The bittersweet musk of unrequited love
descends like light rain
while the sound of a passionate banjo
breaks the air
and movement steps
to kick up some dust in order
to go forward.

Dust, falling like un-trained rain,
just scatters…

What’s left are the new
finger prints of recent visits
and the markings
of an explorer who has
left the continent of
the outside world
to traverse again the terrain
of his unkept inner chambers.

A rich collection
of untouched photographs
and other stains of memories
Layers of interpretation gone
missing. The witnesses
dissolved into their own stories.

Now with the lantern beside her,

The Lady of Shalott who is only
“Half-Sick of Shadows” returns
For she knows
there’s more area under the dark of the sun
than in all the light in the universe of awareness.

And holy ghosts visit
among the dead as much as the living
Marking each traveler as
a historical vagrant, an elusive shutterfly

One who becomes the reluctant
commentary of classical books
Lives on the island of the misfits

Here’s where all the fires are still
lit, and the inhabitants are most
unapologetic for their long dark shadowy arts.

Welcome back to the tower my dear!
May it enchant you with all the surprises and
remembrances of its forgotten inhabitants.

Tree Project – Business Success Signature

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Dear Friends, Visitors, and New Followers,

I welcome you to my blog, and I wanted to share a little bit about my workshop this past weekend. I was waiting to “process” my experience, and looking for greater clarity in order to provide to you with “my product.”  However, I realized with Neptune turning retrograde, that I can only deliver to you “as I am.” So I will continue to do so…

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I think when I photographed the two images above, I wasn’t all that concerned with getting the images to look clear. I’m pretty sure that most of my energy was involved in the workshop – releasing, realizing, and being present.

For all those who contributed to “my” tree-project; I dedicate my practice to you, as well as all the attunements I received while present. Of course, only Spirit and free-choice can deliver any offerings to you. Dedicating my work, and the merits of my practice is not a self-sacrificial thing to me; it’s in alignment with the truth for me about my relationship to this world, and those in it.

I had many reflections, and more reverberates through my being…

Many Blessings,

Ka

Ancestral welcoming

WE’ve got ancestral
gifts and diseases.

my virtue is collecting them
all, from where I am. Whatever is in reach.

My virtue is whatever name you
want to call me.

My virtue is showing up.

We’ve got aches and pains
that begin at the roots,
and touch every branch.

We’ve got friends with similar
diagnoses. Each leaf is a name
for what is really just pain.

What is pain but energy,
and I’m sorry but I only
took one creative writing class.
I got an A.

Grades don’t matter, but I got an F in Satire
AND I didn’t do that on purpose just to prove a point.

Do you know what does matter?
Your answer is flesh, made real.

We’ve got crayons in heaven with our
names on them. Do you know how
beautiful you are?

We’ve got superhero bandaids for
every single one of us.
For showing up.

You made it. You arrived. You cared enough
to keep arriving, to keep showing up.
You want to be a helping hand. You are curious,
how will all this go?

What can we do when we work together?
If I build it, will people come?
That’s not a question anymore.
I don’t even know who asked it first?

Who gets credit for creation, but God, and isn’t God,
also us? And you know how many names for God there are?
Shouldn’t there be as many names for God as there are particles of matter?
And what about the particles we haven’t created?
What about the unborn?

Can you sing a song with me? I want them to enter this world, welcomed.

Thank you.

I played the middle

As one of many,
I played the middle.
Do you know how delicate it is
to have no opinion?

To be voiceless.
To suppress the ‘within’ in order
to not get smacked by the
‘without’ ?

Getting smacked hurts.
Maybe I deserved it.

Who is this ‘I’ ?
It does not matter. It is just
another story.

Who is this victim,
it does matter. In a totally
non-personalized sense: It matters, doesn’t it?
We care most about the people we don’t know!
Inter-family love is gorgeous. We learn to see eye-to eye.
Intra-family love does not go away. It’s impossible.

The victim is everyone.

Even when the little ‘i’ gets suppressed
Everyone suffers.
There is no way to ‘right’ a wrong.

There’s only to love.
There’s only to voice.
There’s only ho’pono’pono.

The middle is a fiddle
and once all the stagnation gets
broken up, once… then… oh, we’ll see.

Then we’ll re-arrange words
and hang up “Beauty” and “Love” Signs,
again. For now,
we’ve got bleeding.

The middle has blood.
Playing the middle is not the path.
Buddha suggests the center.

No one said, “don’t have an opinion”
They only implied it.

Tough Shit.I have blood, and skin. a beating heart.
I will use it ALL to say:

I Love you.
I’m sorry
Please forgive me.
Thank you.

This mission

When one chooses
to heal the wounds of their
family (themselves) by adopting 4 (all at once!)

They may be multiplying
issues.

When one chooses to heal
the work within
and not project it outside

they are not a martyr
They are doing the honest
work.

When one receives the invitation
to give more to the adopted
18 year old: in essence, “PAY attention to
the PARENT, and the PARENT’s choices”
We feel that
18 year old better not be sculpted into a pawn

as this youngest sister felt, was she.

A pawn to play the authorities with.
A pawn to acquire attention of the broken tree.
That hobbles along, being a family. Striking instead of
embracing. Using pictures as commodity.
Who does that?!

A voice can be lost in the masses
not wishing to cause further hurt,
but looking for an outlet. A way to honor
that pain can be turned into healing.

A way to heal..
The mission is only and ever has only
been, and to be “Healer Heal THYSELF.”

Please don’t make politics of your children. Who am I to judge?