Building my altar to existence, designing the playhouse of my environment, and just bringing more presence and awareness into my life with every breath.
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As a participant in my blogging friend, Sindy’s, “Let’s Go Retro Challenge” over at https://bluebutterfliesandme.wordpress.com/2015/05/18/lets-go-retro/ and while being additionally nudged by dear O and OM at eyesofodysseus.wordpress.com yesterday, and in honor of Mercury having gone retrograde, I chose an old post I wrote for the theme of Gemini. This Mercury retrograde occurs in the sign of Gemini, so it’s valid. This was written during my second month of blogging. Wishing everyone a smooth retrograde… 🙂 Or at least, a comfortably mercurial one! xoxo Ka
June 2nd (depending on where you are) will be the new moon partial eclipse event that activates and refreshes the Gemini part of our charts. Gemini rules communications, thought processes, and short-trips. Gemini rules our siblings and the duality of the mind, ever-fluctuating between the positive and negative poles. Gemini is the sign that rules the activities of the mind, categorizes things, and distinguishes them into patterns. Gemini represents how we filter information from our environment, and could be described as a mental “net.” It’s our subjective lens for viewing our neighborhood and our neighbors, and shows even how we obtain our information about the world. Gemini is the also the mouthpiece of the astrological chart, showing us how we speak our truth using either chosen symbols…
I savored every single moment. The shapes the tree’s shadows (below) mark my favorite spot in the tiny wooded area. Above, there’s a bee that dusts its legs on the pink pollen of the California buckwheat.
The natural designs on the sand walls are like etchings left by elder sands.
I wonder what you see in the rock-face. I see spirals and all sorts of unexpected shapes that seem like a coded message.
Below is a circle of light, inside this Kumayaay house made of grasses.
On the right is the remnant of our heavy, 2-day rainfall.
Fresh banks of flattened grass, framing this small, ephemeral stream.
Finally, here’s the beautifully yellow, but invasive,black mustard.
Excellent astrological post on Mars in Gemini…. especially since Mercury has gone retrograde, and this aspect of our busy minds and our extensive communications is up for “review.” I’ve been illustrating this with many posts – increasing my frequency (literally). Keep the body moving! Keep the mind free from feisty, but when it’s feisty… enjoy it! Keep it spirited. Focus on the positive – on agreement!
A great injustice of a photo of my neighbor’s sidewalk this week taken with my iPhone. I especially love that none of us walked on this . . . it just stayed lovely for a few days until the wind and rain claimed it.
Due to a blogging conversation with one of my blogging pals, Dewin, I found these sketches while looking for another one that I was thinking of in our blogging conversation here. I may not resurrect the image that I was originally planning on sharing… but I hold the hope that I may find it.
‘Art’ often shows up at night, and when you least expect it…
This is so beautiful…. and I’ve been enjoying the gifts of many amazing and talent women…. primary among them are my own Mother and my Sisters. For a silent moment, just sit with me – and know that you have in some way warmed my heart. I just had to share…. Wildflower Women’s Post, and let her know, that the message was received and passed on… xo
Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love. ~ Mother Teresa
As Mother’s Day approaches, the desire to thank my own mother and all other mom’s that I know surges in my heart. This feeling is one of love and gratitude for all that these many women have shared. They may not all be mothers by the very simplistic definition of having given birth, and in fact one very special woman who touched my life never had any children of her own, but she most definitely represented all that one would want from a mom, and that is love. Love is the greatest force we have on our planet. We are all love and will return to love, but we often get lost on our way. It is in keeping with this spirit of love that I wish all women everywhere…
Many people embark on the journey/goal of running a marathon. More and more are interested in pushing themselves to states of peak performance. Yet, how do we train for a marathon other than running a longer distance, over time; in effect, we run further and longer than the marathon itself. That’s how we train! That’s how we get ready for something that can seem so long, and like such a tremendous feat: We aim even higher than the actual goal. Boy, that’s got me thinking…
There’s got to be some kind of distraction while our muscles are working so hard; and while, in the beginning it’s so challenging, before we realize it, we’ve just keep going, and we keep going. Kind of like my last sentence. The whole movement itself becomes sort of like a sitting meditation. We might not be able to wrap our minds are each and every step, but at some point – we trust our steps.
Of course, not everyone can run a marathon. But, I guess that’s up to the runner and the runner’s body to decide. What do we risk? What are the costs involved? Why do we do such things? What is self-development all about? Can we really improve the lives of others, just by being and becoming our best selves?
According to Pinterest – “Nerd Descending a Staircase” (in lieu of Marcel Duchamp’s “Nude Descending Staircase”) I respect both works of art…artist with spoof is unknown.
Dear friends, readers, visitors, angels in disguise,
I’m living in multiple realities right now – as crazy as it sounds; I know it is, and it’s okay. There’s truth to a reality in a moment of being, and we are in shifting states continuously – maybe some more than others, at times. I’ve been observing astrological movements for some time now. Though I am not very old, nor very young; I have a certain perspective. I am not really able to share my particular perspective with you right now, directly.
In lieu of this, I discovered today a ‘classic’ astrological piece on Mercury retrograde – as well as it is relevant and updated for the present time. Please read here if you are so inclined and/or curious. I don’t know the author personally, and I am not advertising for them – nor anyone for that matter. I do believe that we have a level of control – but also with Pluto retrograde – I have been experiencing a deeper understanding of what control is not… and what control is… There’s this exploration with a higher power, a guide that has movement and no face. A guide that has presence and no demand of space, matter. True love. I feel deeply loved. I am going to use those words, “higher power,” in the interim – for words happen as though they are composing themselves. They seem to want to compose themselves more and more with ease and flow, while coming from the cauldron that is my physical body, this temporary vehicle.
I’m am so totally with this journey, and no language/picture is apt for its depiction at present. Even those words are understating. Mundane concerns take precedence right now, as reality is doling out to me my spiritual path. One step at a time, one decision at a time. While Mercury is retrograde, what are “the details;” and what is the ‘bigger picture’? There’s no difference. It’s the tiny decisions we make throughout the day that have seemingly invisible repercussions. It’s about sweeping the steps, regularly. It’s about cleaning the dirt off the metal parts so that corrosion doesn’t break our precious devices – our instruments of living. It’s about the actions that seem to not be of significance on a small scale, but successively build into the reality that we live in.
Yes, I am thinking of delicate things like butterfly’s wings, gossamer things, features with negligible substance, but great capacity.
Realities like Chuang Tzu who dreamed he was a butterfly or was it the butterfly dreaming he was human. Which? Both simultaneously, I suggest…
There’s no either/or; there is a suspended state, an in-between. It’s the moments when we open up to expressing our own reality/personal, small perspective, or truth (in the moment) – no matter how unpopular, well-received ( or small), no matter who is watching, or who cares/doesn’t care; and despite any extra designs and scaffolding around it (there’s always scaffolding). Grammar is duty, is diligence, but so is servicing the voice without terrific restraint. We make choices. I choose to write what I need to write. I choose to open myself up to be ignored, dismissed, deemed unworthy. (3rd house Chiron in Taurus).
This is a worthy risk for me. Without the voice, there is no growth, no understanding, no becoming…
Naoto Matsumura is the only human who now lives in Fukushima’s 12.5-mile radiation exclusion zone in Japan.
At first he fled the radation-riddle area, but he returned soon after to feed his animals.
Matsumura then realized that there were thousands of other creatures that needed to be fed, as well. The 55-year-old says he knows the radiation levels are dangerous but refuses to worry about it.
“They told me that I wouldn’t get sick for 30 years. I’ll most likely be dead by then anyway, so I couldn’t care less,” he said.
When he first returned, he saw that thousands of cows had died after being locked up in barns. He freed the creatures that had been left tied up by their owners and takes care of all of them.
Today, most of the creatures rely on him for food, and he works entirely on the support of donations and…
Credit from http://ascendinghearts.net/2010/12/twin-flames-1/ Please see, great write up! 
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