6 Perfections

Day 10 Nano Poblano

Yesterday i wrote about practicing and about imperfection and the perfection of imperfection. Then, today, I visited my new spiritual home at the Kadampa center, for probably the 6th week in a row or cumulatively, not sure.

We have been embarking on these perfections as a family. This is taught by the Buddha that the 6 perfections are:

Generosity,

Moral discipline/morality,

Patience,

Effort/Energy,

Wisdom,

Meditation,

All of these aspects are related to karma. Karma is an often misunderstood concept and topic. It’s really a cause and effect relationship rather than a “punishment” or “reward.”

I’ve been thinking a lot about my personal spiritual journey and how it overlaps with my immediate family. My daughter is learning meditation and my husband and I met at a Buddhist meditation group over 13 years ago. We both practiced meditation before we met, with our own orientations and backgrounds.

In some ways, we are back on our paths. In some ways our paths overlap. And in other ways, we journey alone. The discussion and dharma talk always takes me exactly where I want to be: in the inquiry. I feel nourished my the inquiry and not clinging to feelings and impressions. I feel more like myself to gently embrace concepts and practice them as an investigation. In the meantime, I am accumulating some faith.

Faith is a word usually reserved for Christianity. I was originally brought up with many different forms of Christianity. Then when I was 21 I traveled East and received many different blessings from Indian and South East Asian traditions and explored them deeply with my heart. The cognitive aspects of the exploration have always been not as important, but they are still present. I have no desire to get super academic about my spirituality. I don’t ever wish to get saturated in dogma, but to remain inquisitive while building my own confidence in the fruits of my practice. My practice is for inner peace and to be an extension of that work in my world and in my life. It doesn’t matter how I get there, just that I am consistent and earnest in my endeavors.

Many bloggers are now over on Substack. I’ve joined just enough to comment on those blogs that I am able to read. It’s interesting to see the options that Substack is offering and I’m seeing more and more that there are people who are favoring connecting with their readers through that platform.

Days 8/9 perfectly imperfect

Imperfect perfection.

In April I completed a daily poem challenge. I wrote and posted a poem every single day for the month. It felt like a huge accomplishment and was also self-nourishing.

You know what else is self-nourishing? Doing this challenge with others and knowing I just don’t feel like being ON and doing this every day. It’s self-nourishing to be less committed to daily blogging and more committed to my positive thoughts.

So, I’m here.

I’m definitely here; and I also want to read a lot more and comment as I can. Being here and being with those other bloggers is what it’s all about.

Let’s all be perfectly imperfect!

For me, this looks like being intentional about joining, but NOT doing it in full. Doing it in full can come again when that is the challenge I really want to go for. I’m regularly involved in so many daily self-discipline practices, such as with a specific daily meditation, journaling (falling behind on that one), and physical disciplines of stretching, yoga and strength training.

My days aren’t perfect but I am perfecting every day.

How are you applying yourself every day?

Days 5,6,7

Counting,

Making up,

Waking up,

Filling in the gaps

Unclogging the pipes

Replacing the breaks

Filling the cracks

The sun greets me with its shiny, sparkly allure

Come here morning: BE HERE NOW

I feel the warm sun like a soft oven hug

Embracing my body with its tiniest layer of sizzle

against the brisk of night, dim that had settled

Now

patches of light are bright, angling through the windows

The morning chill has me sitting still

In full meditation on the sensation of my breath.

It pulses visibly in the air

swirls and sculpts like a free spirit

This day is a catch up day, a catch-all day.

In my life.

A day in my life.

A day like no other.

I’ve never been more alive and well.

I don’t need circumstances to tell me

nor give me permission to,

to experience this vital, free, and full of

wonder

What happens ‘out there’ is not essential

today

What will happen next? …. Is not,

a concern, for me.

I’m prepared to write my story as I go.

There is nothing I need, and nothing to know.

I’m sitting in my universe’s seat watching

from above, while my avatar navigates

whatever needs navigating.

I’m full of tickle and temptation,

trust and empathy.

There is no basket for my eggs.

I rest in knowing that things are rarely what they seem.

I can feel the silence fall around my body

like a spacious cloak,

time grows and spreads under my brow

I can feel the fabric of life unfurl before

me and the distance is wrinkled so it’s really

up close.

I pause and stare at the crinkle and feel its softness created.

I touch it like my fingers are really butterfly feet.

I can touch time like opening with a key

and fully slip into its

spaciousness

and

resting

within it

I am the center

of the Universe’s flower: newly born

The pipes

This is a personal update. We just found out last night that we have to redo all the plumbing pipes in our 90 year old home we bought 2 years ago. This comes after non-stop flooding challenges that were related to the actual water and runoff problems from living in an area that is not used to rain, and getting atmospheric rivers and an abundance of water last season. That resulted in having to dig up and fix, in certain places reroute, the water flow from the existing French drains. The same year, this one, our dishwasher malfunctioned and created more water damage in our kitchen which led to the discovery of leaded countertops which led to a kitchen remodel, which is now halfway done.

Then, two days ago the toilet started bubbling.

This one year alone, 2024, has by far and wide been the most challenging of all years. There have been so many personal problems beyond these listed that are still so very private and multi factorial spanning multiple family members. It’s been a year of untold sorrow.

Yet there is still so much hope for an end to this non-stop saga of extreme adaptation.

Or, maybe the adaptation is the only key here. If there be no end, building resilience as far as I see it, is the only way. It’s the only way to move through it. That might not look entirely graceful, but sometimes the key is survival IS thrival.

Maybe that’s why I decided to join this challenge with NanoPoblano—but not really; I’ve had so many challenges that challenges and “getting out of the comfort zone” talk just sounds like BS to me. Not that any cheer peppers take that type of tone. They are a uniquely sincere bunch, living the best they can—not a lot of talk about living out of the comfort zone. Maybe they are working on it, too: still trying to create a comfort zone that never quite existed.

I choose to join OTHERS. I’m not alone. I know that life has been truly traumatizing for so many, mental health conditions are on the rise, and extreme weather and political unknowns have people on edge.

Here’s the thing though:

We are gonna get through this. All of it. Will we be a smidge wiser: YES.

Pause.

This is that fancy time of year when people are all getting together with their families to celebrate the holidays. I will get the gift of having my father come to visit for 2 weeks. That will require adaptation. However, I am so looking forward to seeing him and sharing this Thanksgiving holiday for the first time in so many years. He’s not really a big celebrator. He’s from the school of hard knocks and that’s also how I’m here.

Life is short. Having a roof over my head, sharing love, and knowing that I live in a sanitary environment with my family is good enough for me. Each day has been coming with its surprises. I’m grateful we caught this collapsing old pipes problem now before we had a bigger catastrophe. Sure it’s still a very costly problem, but at least it’s not worse.

That’s all I can say about everything that’s not great: at least it’s not worse. And for the first time, those words are more reassuring and comforting to me than any time they came before (or from someone’s else’s mouth).

Day 4

Glow and Grow

Darling view of little K, artistic ‘trick or treat’ moment

Life get sorted by calendars, schedules, holidays.

Each day we make meaning into neat little organized experiences.

With reflection and selection, we go even deeper into the richness we can cultivate.

Along the way, we make friends, hold hands with some, grieve, and share successes and milestones.

This is the bread and butter of life: light and darkness, living and dead, joys and sorrows.

My hope for each one of my friends and loved one is that both grow and glow.

You don’t need to be the brightest star in the night’s sky, nor the sun during the day.

Just be who you are, in all your colors, and let it out a bit more.

Day2 of Cheer Peppers 🌶️ Nano Poblano

I seem to have overdone it with all my travel this month with a trip to Mexico for energy working with colleagues and a trip to Los Angeles with TCM dermatology colleagues at a module 3 training. Now, I’m back for an annual conference and volunteered two days ago and my back hurts and I have a cold. 🤧. I love this season. I call this growing pains! Once I heal up I will be an expanded version of myself. Then I get to do some post-conference volunteering. But, for now, I’m streaming the beloved conference from home. What a modern luxury. To be both ‘here’ and ‘there.’ I also join with Cheer Peppers in November and my deeper celebration underlying it all is writing and art, sharing beauty and what catches my eye. I have plenty to glow about. How about you? I may live in the dark, but glowing is what we do. For that, I have no fear of darkness—only to embrace.

“We are not made for the mountains, for sunrises, or for the other beautiful attractions in life—those are simply intended to be moments of inspiration. We are made for the valley and the ordinary things of life, and that is where we have to prove our stamina and strength.” Oswald Chambers

Day of the Dead

Ancestors loved us into existence

Nana
Grandmom

They upheld their own struggles

with faith for the future, for their children,

and grandchildren.

I think we need faith to light the way,

See around dark corners that are

naturally obscured by the unknowns.

Faith naturally is not easy. It’s asking to believe before there is proof.

Superheroes don’t really exist like society

fixates on,

in frequent, Marvel movie releases

But there are superpowers. Among these

are Faith, Patience, Perseverence and

Kindness.

No one who came before us was perfect.

Their legacies were not necessarily influential, popular, nor epic.

But their love remains golden for me,

as soft whispering reminders that what’s

worth cultivating, can be cultivated.

Not that they exemplified these superpowers

in every way; but that their regular, human

strength was often good enough.

I think we can all be inspired by “good enough.”

🕯️

🔥

You existed, and you mattered;

and in me, you continue to exist, cultivating…

Persevering.

I joined Cheer Peppers 🌶️ for daily November blogging month just today. I’m not sure if I will post or read every day. It just felt good to join and be in community. So I am keeping it simple: one day at a time, and doing what feels good.

Alchemical Press – Scorpio New Moon, November 1

It’s no surprise to me that leading up to the New Moon, I’m getting several requests by a colleague to help her clear curses related to a man she was with. Interestingly my guides have let me know that I have enough on my plate to have this new acquaintance of mine be taking up too much bandwidth for her scenario. They have indicated to me that she has all the work she needs done and she has to process things first before more work is done. In essence, they said “she’s protected now. It’s being taken care of, just encourage her to know this new truth in her heart. To feel it.” “Then step away. You are not peoples’ trash compactors.”

Some jobs in life we ask for, other jobs, well, sometimes it’s just about survival: we didn’t ask for that job, and we certainly aren’t gonna get paid for it. We also don’t need “the guides” to tell us this. Sometimes, though, it certainly helps. If you are getting yourself into curses and using spells, then maybe the magic is too much. Too much attempting to control.

This is not how I live my life. I’m more the meditative type. I’ve always been more meditator and less meddling. Basically no meddling. There are a lot of ethics around what to decide to do and not do when we are empowered. That’s the depth of the gift. You have to know “right use.” In practice, most of the time, you abstain from using your gift until the proper situation requires it. Maybe that’s a little bit Taoist, to minimize intervention, or at least vet it really good if it’s the right time to apply a technique.

There are some areas where skills do get honed but the fact of the matter is, this has to take place with deep introspection and under tutelage and guidance of masters who have walked the path. This can take decades and lifetimes. It’s not something to be taken lightly.

If you feel like you are going through the big squeeze and under strong and peculiar astral forces, you are in good company. My colleague was right that it’s a good time to get rid of unwanted attachments and energies that don’t align with the current version of the work you are here to do. In her fear and desperation she was reaching out to both friends who she knows well and people like me who she really doesn’t know, for ASAP help. That is a vulnerable energy. We can be respectful and also know our boundaries which is another lesson in this New Moon in Scorpio. What boundaries are you holding?

I’m not into doing emergency energy work. It’s not my style. I want regular and dedicated focus at working on all the aspects, space and safety to explore what is truly needed. I want slow development with time and trust organically blossoming. I want carefulness and expertise in form and focus. This is what I deserve to attract in my life. This is the energy I wish to share. When I choose to work with people and learn from them, they have high ethics, and their work is very clean.

One of my meditation teachers via Kadampa said “there are lots of things you can do, but should you do them?” I think that question is also fitting for this New Moon in Scorpio. Let’s pretend that Scorpio is the proverbial scalpel. You have a grand trine between Mercury, Mars and Neptune. Be clear on right action, right use of language, and right intentions. Right use of the knife.

Neptune has a very transcendent quality and can link us immediately back in (plug in) to source. The Mars/Pluto opposition is the pressure cooker, the alchemical process our world is under. It’s like how heat speeds up the enzymes reaction in a chemistry experiment. The heat in this metaphor is driven from this pressure created from the structure— from the life “setup.”

This New Moon in Scorpio is a good time to realize that we really, really are all connected. Energy can flow and form and mix. It can get stuck. People are likely working in soul teams, having made agreements to share in the overall load. So this is a good time to look at your agreements. Look at the agreements you make with yourself first. What are you willing and not willing to put up with? That includes from yourself. Secure yourself as that loving ally and marry yourself to that job. Then the other jobs, people and pressures, will follow suit. At least, in theory. You cannot control outcome, but you can hone your energy and your intention.

Cardinal Courage

This Aries Full Moon has a grand cross formation involving an opposition between Mars and Pluto. Slicing through this grand cross (square) of conflicting pattern is also the opposition of Venus in Scorpio and Uranus in Taurus. These areas of life (based on individual charts) are causes for either a lot of effort and focus, intense creativity and courage, or some level of frustration— even possibly breakthrough can result. The pattern is cardinal which means it has direction. The cardinal signs are Aries, Libra, Cancer and Capricorn and bring in the new energies of the equinoxes and the solstices. They are signs that point the way forward as the wheel turns.

Life goes on. I read a wonderful quote by Robert Frost, “In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.”

So we are at crossroads and impasses which are more or less one and the same. The outer experience of the world is unfulfilling as it is designed to be. The pursuit for happiness or contentment does not belong in the external landscapes of appearances.

Sun is trine to Jupiter with Moon sextile Jupiter which can show us the bigger picture. For me, I’ve gotten more spiritually aspirational and my disciplines and practices have benefited from my renewed vision.

I can thank Jupiter and prayer for the levity that has entered from the inside. It’s a functional levity and anchored to the awareness of impermanence.

If you should find yourself inspired or frustrated during this full moon general time, you can wait it out, or ride it out. Either way, even a very rigid pattern in the consciousness of being “stuck” or being focused doesn’t last long. If you have the focus and the energy, enjoy the flow—if you feel constrained, it will pass.

It’s a good set of days to journal on your motivations and reflect on what exactly inspires courage in you to face all the unknowns of regular life.

Have a full moon with wonder! Or have a wonderful, full moon! Enjoy being alive to live and to thrive, or just wait it out.

Briefly at home again

Meditation opened the gate

to the return to my reset’s fate.

Back on path with Kadampa,

Buddhist leanings into investigation

Karma full and vibrant

No hesitation

Understanding emptiness in a new light.

Formless awareness is my true sight and

condition. We are all in its fruition.

The illusions of mind are not the object

We project the all in our call for freedom.

This me is seen from another perspective

leaving behind the desire’s reflective.

The inside investigation is lit again.

As time measures space for moonlight

and friends. We are on our way to peace.

Reset Button – astrology for Oct 2 Libra Eclipse

Realistically, there’s a lot of good in this chart. Perhaps we can see it if we look: You see those blue lines. They usually mean “favorable” positions. What determines that is they are sextiles or trine aspects. That means in geometric terms: 60 or 12o degree relationships between the two bodies in question (usually planets, but could be asteroids, or even signs, or mathematical abstractions with meaning).

So astrology is 2-D. But we can learn a lot from a drawing or a painting. The planetary bodies have made us this drawing in the canopy above us.

The red is the challenging aspect that involves the planet Mars (in Cancer). We might be even more dialed into family, heritage and home right now. Some family might need extra support. Conflicts can arise or better yet, energy with the Mars (go get it) for the sake of caring and nurturing issues close to home, close to our hearts.

I’ll be flighting tomorrow morning to Mexico and will be in Playa Del Carmen for a special retreat. I look forward to “seeing” you all when I get back. I might even post while I’m gone. I will have more time to think and BE. Either way, creativity will have room to flow. I will be in alignment with more of my own energy.

So, that’s how I’m enjoying my “reset button.” Eclipse energy is usually active for several months. Enjoy the potential!

Love and Light to you!

She is my sunshine and my rain

“Bunny corn” By little K.

When love struggles

heart breaks.

echos from the past try to

flourish in new patterns

swirly emotional loudness

We do our best to

soften, gentle, ease

reminders that “never” is

really rarely ever,

true.

We did all our healing before

and somehow

there’s still more

Because life is more brilliant

than we know.

As any casualty will show

the angel points to your heart

asks you if you are

attentive to

what is not a circumstance,

is your reaction to one.

Breathe in the sounds of peace

as it’s your job to make it

be free: that mind.

measure your thoughts

against accuracy

and be obedient to your

soul’s acceptance

for love comes in forms

that marry us to the stars

forever hopeful

gazing,

And knowing

That whatever outcome may,

you gave all of your heart.

She said

“you poured all your heart into me.”

And she is right.

That is how beauty made you,

and will continue to.

Anaretic Degree

The Pisces Lunar Eclipse is coming in. You may have noticed. You may not have. Some of us are aloof to the feels and the nebulously non-anchoring energy that is the long-term Piscean swim through the cerulean cosmic consciousness, plunged into the pitch-black depths of an unknown watery terrain. The laws of physics apply differently than on land; gravity is experienced with resistance to the water molecules; we float. Density has its form and function in the water, and we are merging with the element that contains 70-80% of our innards. The word that comes to mind for me in its complete unadulterated fullness is surrender. The oxymoron here is that surrender is when you come up empty, and yet it is pregnant with the only next steps available to take.

There’s a caveat.

Surrender is not something you “will” like an Aries wish made to form (Taurus). Surrender is the experience of weakened knees, utter exhaustion, of hand’s up -white flag-mercy-praying-allowance. “Guide me, oh Spirit of thy savior.” Pisces represents the compete collapse of structure, program, direction, and it uses the narrative of redemption for hope as it moves into the full depth of that Pisces spiritual self-undoing. What Self? Who is there to cling to this rock? I have no hands. My grip is lost. There is no me.

Neptune is the modern ruler of Pisces, and she has been transiting her domicile of Pisces. Her full cycle transit takes 164 years! And, this is where the anaretic degree comes in. It’s a big word for: The end of the sign (29 Degrees Pisces). The end of Neptune’s transit in Pisces. Neptune entered Pisces April 4, 2011. We are harkening back to this time. This was within a month of when I began my blog here. It was intended to be mostly about astrology and spirituality. I did diverge, of course! Can you remember this time in your life? What was your focus?

When we talk about surrendering to love, it feels different, than losing, right? It is the same. We lose what we gain. We gain what we lose. This is the end that is the beginning.

This lunar eclipse features forward the inauguration of the next set of eclipse series of the Pisces and Virgo axis. Neptune won’t be entering into Aries until 2025, but this eclipse is meant to give you a whiff of what is to come. As they say, and I believe it is true: all endings are new beginnings. We might still be in the dark, yet. That’s a special place to be. What people neglect to realize is the “rest” that comes with “release.” Surrender is a way forward, but it must not be utilitzed as that in its full glory, or you will miss the gift inside its package. Surrender is the way out, the way in, and the way through. It is all that is left, but only when we are authentically empty--in order that we may be filled with the new.

I hope you can take a moment in gratitude, for all the pain and suffering in your life and in your lives that is on its way out. I hope you can remember to pray to your God/Goddess inside. For beyond words and illusions, beyond the pointings of spiritual masters, beyond even “good health, wealth, and mirth” is a calling to your soul. It is the only way to get to the redemption. The redemption that only you can supply.

May this full moon be like walking with your hand being held by the creator. May you feel the embrace of love and support, as you grapple with truth and surrender as your only anchors in an anchorless time. May you look to the light of the stars, and feel your feet on the ground. Praise your feet for their walking, your shoes for the supporting. This next age of Neptune in Aries, will help you with your warrior’s sword. The Spiritual Warrior awakens. The truth within be reclaimed.

“After tragedies, one has to invent a new world, knit it or embroider, make it up. It’s not gonna be given to you because you deserve it; it doesn’t work that way. You have to imagine something that doesn’t exist and dig a cave into the future and demand space. It’s a territorial hope affair. At the time, that digging is utopian, but in the future, it will become your reality.”

~Björk

What does love say?

What does love say when

the glass heart shatters

inside its fragile frame,

collapses

energy,

so tired from

holding on

to hollow spaces,

and angular wages

awaiting love’s return?

What does love say when the release

valve on the instapot pops

open because the pressures inside are

making diamonds from

charred wishes

that were soaked in red wine, then burned?

What does love say when ears

are too sensitive to sound, tears

burn the face

heat boils the blood,

white light at night

blinds the sight,

starving sleep?

What does love say, when the last

breath is waiting on the verge of

a biopsy’s precipice, and the

colors are always strange

because weirdness is

a non-stop and confusing limitation,

blocking any straightforward and

sensible path?

What does love say about

the absurdity of a peculiar

dystopia where entertainment

is valued higher than peace and

slowing down, and just the matrix has become

too much to bear?

What does love say about a world with

fleeting love?

Keep going, make more, hold on.

Breathe.

Airport

Checked in and

reading my newest, favorite book

It’s like carving a block,

which I also find pleasurable.

Sculpting, extracting the plot page by page

I chip away through to Chapter 3

It Ends With Us

I want to savor it, pass the time with

My indulgence of this

Bloody Mary: it’s really the olives and celery, healthy tomato spicy-salted vibes, soaked with Cutwater vodka,

Lemon and lime:

a wino’s salad.

But there is a legacy here, a history: Ballast Point

They created this Cutwater vodka

I used their bathroom last week!

another story for another poem. very regional.

Gelato store didn’t have a loo.

This was my introduction.

But I digress from here, as I’m about to fly.

I’m reading

about the cute, homeless man-teenager

that the protagonist

Takes Pity on, and herself so young, she

lusts.

Maybe it’s the curiosity and the mystery

Surrounding the circumstances

people find themselves in.

Him, a high school senior, homeless.

the boy with the husky-blue eyes,

worthy of being in a book.

She, an observer…

In the distance, I see

planes taxi in while others taxi to runway

I share the bar with other travelers,

Other Bloody Marys, and Espresso Martini twins. 2 sets. That’s 4 Espresso Martinis on the bar block.

It’s how people inspire one another. Get an idea,

and Relax.

A woman with a 5 year old

lost her ID and they wanted her to come in

4 hours early.

Patience for a 5 year old, is cultivated..

not natural.

There’s a code with travelers,

It’s unspoken.

But we do speak.

Our words carry more when we know—

“I will never see you again”

It’s the edge we are living on,

Like the seats.

As I brace my hip on the stool,

Protecting my back,

wanting to be more able to travel to exotic

locales in the future, like I once did.

Cuba. Was a surprise, but I’m so far from

that now. From Castro, from my 20s. From contemplating

Afghanistan. What a mess.

Los Angeles is my destination; and I know

Why it’s the City of Angles now…

Because it waits for us to fall.

An urban jungle of scavengers tangled with celebrity, sneaky seagulls, and azure sky.

This is where

The Homeless and the Home-Excessive

“Co-exist.”

There’s another plot here,

if you imagine it,

Taking off like a plane…

It eventually swims with the clouds,

glares with the mist of the light and sun.

If you have the window seat,

Which I do not.

It’s a short flight, and I have my book.

Books create worlds within worlds

We are both “here and there.” Mind’s resplendent, transcendent ability

to shift into multi-dimensional drive

at any time. No road or signals needed.

Airports are bustling cities, built for serendipity, for the observations of passers by

from the stationary. A contrast of moves and stays.

This is why airports are filled with both amusement,

and potential,

fleeting frustrations and happenstance.

Sleepers and baggage wheels,

Silence and suffering children.

A unique slice of humanity is the

Airport experience.

Boredom and Business mix.

Electronics and mindfulness, stretching, running.

Just get there on time.