🐞
grief belongs to the living,

only the
breathing cries.

your life is free now,
for me to remember-
🐞
how you spent your time
for years

is still unknown to me,

but i release the writing
from the diner’s walls of history
during our after-midnight booth meetings

where and when
we shared words from our notebooks
🐞
no words needed to make sense-
to understand and be understood was
the essence of our connection,

this was a first soul friend,
the artist path unveiled-
and then re-clothed in black.
🐞
you were a friend
who with non-explicit language
blended music, energy, art

and lived a raw & real life
🐞
shared booze, cigarettes, relationships,
all examined through emotion
with our paints while we chased our shadows,

i held your hand in deep sisterhood.

🐞
i am told you found a path of health
to walk for a while, and ever more
people who would love you.
🐞
you always were loved, and deserving,
may you find your way back to me.
To us all. for in my heart you have not left,
and the news i received, is still not real.
💗

Here’s a new song I discovered while grieving and healing. I know you would have liked it.
Forgive my inability to be poetic, or write exactly what’s in my heart. This is the best I can do. You don’t go in silence…

*Recently heard of a dear friend from my teenage years had passed away. That gives new meaning to “I don’t want to say Goodbye” poem. I hesitate to explain myself to others, because I know that the truth is beyond saying. Most of my closest friends understand this. My poem was in part prophetic. I just didn’t know it at the time.

Is being a Leo Sun really about sassiness and celebrity? Is it really all that over-dramatic and self-seeking egotistical etc etc? I’ve seen the dark side of all the signs… and it doesn’t exist quite like that, or does it?

Are Scorpio’s really manipulative and jealous? Do Gemini’s strike you as shallow and Cancer’s as over-sentimental and stuck in the past? Is it impossible for a Sagittarius to commit? Are Virgo’s really all that uptight? These are some of the pejoratives that circulate the ethos.

To me, these are examples of the worse side of astrology, yet tabloid types of horoscopes continue to fascinate curious and desperate folks and circulate everywhere. After all, this is where it all starts. Why feed that?

Even people who aren’t even interested in astrology and who “don’t believe in it,” they are still aware of the stereotypes given of their signs, because of culture and media; these ideas are pervasive. So what’s beneath that? That would be a reasonable question for people to ask. Penetrate.

Is it human nature to make a caricature of human personality traits? What is the cultural obsession with personality all about? I hope more people begin to realize that reading lists of “pros and cons” and “positive and negative traits” overlooks the beautiful and rich nuance that is available in the art of astrology. When more people realize that astrology is not a fortune-telling game, but a deepening and meditative glimpse into the mysteries of all the things, it offers the ability to transcend them – even culture, even the transits themselves. Good astrology transcends itself by moving through the dross, asking the questions, and freeing the assumptions. It takes study, examination, and above-all, observation.

In our statistics we understand that correlation is not causation. So say it is with all observations. How do we know if we are creating self-fulfilling prophecy? The answer is through examination. It is through lightly holding ideas.

The path and the journey are not the road to transcendence, but the obstacles along the way are the gifts that make transcendence possible!

New Moon in Leo, July 31! Looking forward to it! One can be present in the here and now and also enjoy the possibilities of the future. The future is ‘now,’ dressed as time. We can transcend time by using time.

penetrating the shadow
from the line that holds the
alphabet

allowing the words to fall
into the empty bucket
of my mind

from voice to page to back
around again, inside voice
inside my head again

a box opens with mind
in gaze and the landscape
is more perfect upside-down.

too good go slow
for passing speed is
not ideal these days,

no HOV lane near the solid
line of thought, in sight
go slower, still,

until you wake.

Ka Malana©2019

There might have been music to this but it sort of started itself on its own and wanted to be written and shared on Fiestaestrellas. It was more about the energy behind the words as I embarked on an entirely new, and yet normal-for-Ka, mysterious journey that will continue for the next 16 months.