WIP …

i could

summon you,

but you are already here

you’ve been in my shadow

clinging to my insides

waiting for my consciousness

to ripen

waiting for my signal to open up

our shared eye

with you,

all our ancient promises arise

like shoots of green tendrils

ready to break through the land

and renew our promises

for a new

peace

Inspiration 🌱

This morning I wanted to ride the upcoming Piscean wave 🌊 out loud. I’m about to jump on a call with my colleagues for a study session for our continuing deep dive education. This year 2025 is a year of culmination for me. It’s a 9 year so that’s fitting, but numerology aside, it felt like 2024 had too much in it and left undone as certain milestones are set to be complete this year and into the beginning of the next, just one or two left over to finish.

Eventually I will be opening up my energy work to everyone, far and wide. This includes offerings for those here and those who join later. I am not just practicing Reiki but another form of energy medicine I have been training in for the past year called Entheos Energy Medicine. It’s a fusion of all the stuff I was doing before on my own but also with the solid foundation provided by my teacher, Briana Borten, who has put it all together within all that she has trained in for over 20 years. She gives me a glimpse of what it would look like when I start fusing this all and providing it to others in a format. I’m about to begin year 2 while I finish working on year 1 of her Spirit Medicine Academy.

Meanwhile I am an apprentice in the Shamanic Medicine Woman Studies and my teacher plants 🌱 are my highest formal guides within the work. I practice and work many energy sessions per week in addition to my acupuncture and herbalism work. So much is already fusing together. I made some herbal oils and some lip balm.

In the meantime, I make the smallest effort to return to painting. 🖼️ I figure small effort is better than no effort, considering in all the stuff I am already managing ( I didn’t even share the half of it), I’m feeling blessed enough to get moving with sharing some visuals:

Mountainous inspiration

For me the unfinished white of a canvas as something I was trained NOT TO DO. Therefore, I suppose I can’t help it. That white feels deeply satisfying to me and gives me room to breathe. This mountain from my mind reminds me of an oil painting I did when I was 16 of a location I visited when I was 15 in Ireland. They look different but there’s something similar there, which got me to thinking: we are always “adding up” on top of what we’ve done before.

My father in law said the wise words I will never forget: “Learning is cumulative.” I think each part of each thing I do touches each part of everything else that I do. This is holism.

Something emerging

This morning, as I’m about to jump on a call to study skin conditions with my colleagues as we prepare for our next big exams coming up this year, I thought… you want to just make some swirly marks this morning. And so I did. It’s like calling in the snake 🐍 energy I enjoy working with.

Finally since and only since I brought it up: I’m gonna share two pictures of my herbals and then get to work (other work).

I was laughing with my husband and saying “I am always working.” Regardless if I bring in any money, I’m always increasing my “worth.”

We live in weird society and things are rapidly changing. Who knows what to rely on besides our creative strength to adapt and heal. Coming up with new ideas might eventually get me in the place where I’m a solid contributor to the collective. I have a long way to go yet but many of my other dreams have some true. As I prepare for this Pisces New Moon, I’m tossing those dreams in the cauldron for good cooking and easy digestion (for one day it will all come into form in the most beautiful and aligned way!)

Rose and Cardamom Lip Balm
Cooled
The raw beauty
The yummiest herbal oil I ever made with Thyme

Well, here’s to more thyme! (time) and making the best of the time we got here. I gave away half of the lip balms I made so far. They are lovely and light on the skin. Highly recommend! Haha.😆

Stay tuned for my real Piscean New Moon Post around the 27th! Happy flowing!

Poetry Book 2

Ka Malana Art 2024
Ka Malana Photography 2024

I’ve been working on my second poetry book and so far this is what I’ve discovered:

  • The poems that I’ve written are direct resources to resolving challenges of perspective.
  • The energy in the poems are informing me (and others) about unique gifts.
  • It’s gonna take me a bit longer to publish this book because there’s a lot more work to sort through, process, and; because, my work matters more to myself than it previously did. [i thought that I was only going to write one poetry book ever and then never again]. I didn’t think I had more to give. Alas! 7 years ago was a beginning.
  • I feel like the ‘me’ that I am is showing up more in the heart reflections and observations I share.
  • Since it’s on the list of many more projects and also a lower priority (priority is continued studies and services for others), it’s gonna take a bit longer to complete. But I will do little by little-just like I did with my finger painting above. 👆

That real rainbow (from after our heavy rains on and off) was even more vibrant against a backdrop of heavy gray. Sometimes light just conveys better more unconventionally, organically—without all the extra bells and whistles of editing.

I believe our art ought to create and open worlds, help us ask and answer questions, reveal new avenues for exploration, help heal what’s unresolved transpersonally.

May you enjoy your day however you like!

Thanks for reading, viewing, and being part of things here. We are all moving together. Enjoy your own style and dance steps! Christopher Walken inspires me here to a “move my body Monday.”

** I saw Christopher Walken in a superbowl commercial last night. We happened to have the superbowl available to watch for free, and I used to watch the Steelers all the time when I lived in Pittsburgh. It was so cool to be part of the collective consciousness of that town, btw. Anyways, that choice was great. It was the BEST Super Bowl game I saw in a very long time (and I hadn’t watched any for a long time so that’s not saying much—but my sisters’ family watches football 24/7 and they agreed). It was so FUN, edge of seat fun. 🤩 The team we were rooting for lost, but it was a stellar game: to be talked about for years to come. Lots of unique moments: fumbles, kicks blocked, amazing yardage for kicks, and on and on like the Overtime, “Second game.” It was history-making (just like our weather!).

Bet you didn’t think Art and Football (and poetry) mixes well together! lol 😝 Have a fun day. I seriously needed the light-heartedness. I hope you can enjoy it to, with me. Thanks for being here!

Mars is on the verge of Cojoining Pluto in Aquarius, ♒️ waking us up to our primal masculine awareness. How can the divine masculine show us the way forward at this time?

Water movin’

Release me

A flat page before me, is not flat. Sometimes I wonder if water runs through more dimensions than the ones we see or science knows about. Water joins worlds in so many ways and certainly changes phases and organizes differently adapting to its container.

Is there anything more marvelous than water? Maybe not.

So we are bucketing out water from our yard today. And we will be doing so, overnight. My life is disrupted but all I can enjoy are these vibrant colors…

My art is my lifeblood. It doesn’t feed me. It doesn’t put food on the table, but it’s the most “me” there is, of substance. Everything else “me” is ethereal and immaterial. I am immersed in you, in everyone. I am a shadow. I am a collection of memories. I am so many things, none of which are substantial. But I aim to be free of the body one day. Until then, I’d like to be happy being in it, moving it freely, enjoying pleasure. That is what my bodied life is here for. So I’m slipping into dimensions that allow me this. I’m opening up my own floodgates to my personal heaven and I’m gonna wash myself in its splendor.

The quickening

Dimensions opening

This one had such a layered sensation to it. I don’t think I finished it, but there is the selfsame experience of imperfect symmetry which is something I love because it mirrors our imperfect faces. The imperfections are so lovable to me.

May we find the love within the process of imperfections allowing us to find the perfection through the openings of dimensions in time, creating space, illuminating purpose and aligning ourselves within our highest light of awareness.

Collaboration

One of the most fun aspects of parenting is sharing the joys of color and movement with new/emerging artists. Art is so inherent to all of us.

I doodled a drawing ✍️ and my daughter saw it and got really excited because she wanted to color it in. So she did.

Today is New Year’s Eve and freshly cut flowers are on the table that I wanted her to pick out. We are on our way to our church and appreciating the foggy 🌫️ and rainy day which is a unique occurrence in our sunny home city. 🌆. New beginnings are so exciting. Especially because we also begin ‘again’ at the Lunar New Year 🧧 where we will be welcoming the Fire 🔥 Dragon 🐉. I’ll be running a class at that time, called “Reluctant Shaman.” It’s meant to be a small group, so the spots are full for this iteration. If you are interested in joining, use the contact form and I will add you to a wait list which is approximately 7-8 weeks from now.

Let me use this moment to ask you about your small, perhaps unnoticed collaborations. You might be working with roommates, family members, or even pets. If there are none of these friends to buddy-up with around, then maybe you can invite in a spiritual guide.

Wouldn’t you like to collaborate more in the New Year? Here are some thoughts for your consideration.

1). Name one of your favorite flowers.

2). Go to the internet (this one should be easy) and look up as many different images of your favorite flower.

3). Either go clip your flower from outside after asking it permission. Or, go to the grocery store to purchase your favorite flower. If neither of these options are available, then just look at the image of your favorite flower and IMAGINE the smell.

4). After you have done this, write a little note to the person who you would like to collaborate with. Tell them they are a great friend, sibling, roommate, and list one quality you love about them. Then if it’s not a real, in-flesh person, put the note next to your nightstand, and sleep with it near you for 31 days.

Happy NYE!!

P.S. Even if you did none of the above things, still check back later to see if your seed planted and it might even take root simply with your focused desire while reading. ☺️

Remixed rainbow

rainbow colors are

mixed differently

half drawn

into a sketch

stretched onto a surface of

fitting in, trying, that is

room for everything

tangled by

the light in the center

with strings

horizons multiply

and the thick scent of vapor

freshens the tablet

we all have eyes

seeing out, seeing in

everywhere is news ,

events

then there is just sitting

and smiling

sitting in the center of a mess

satisfied by

by the sketch in progress

never done

not worrying about how to

tie it in a bow,

story-coat it.

Self Promises

Movement

In November I promised myself I would get back to making art in the form of something more like free-flow drawing and allowing. I had a big ambition which was to do one drawing a day. I set out with these inspiring supplies of water color pencil which were magically on sale for 50% off. This has been a favorite medium of mine throughout the years. I think my first love was actually oil pastel, but it shifted. No sooner did we get to this spot in the month did I realize that I did make my mark on the paper but I would have to revisit the same image, because it just wasn’t going to be completed in the short amount of time that I allotted. I didn’t meet my challenge but the point of a challenge is to put forth a sufficient FOCUSED effort sometimes, not to necessarily always reach the intended goal.

When I was younger and I made art, it would be for fun, for exploration, but also I was working out things. Sometimes I made art that was ‘ugly.’ Yet I have always held this dream to one day make art again that (other) people like.

I remember to well the early admirers of my art. They really did make me feel “seen” as a child and teenager who made art.

So, I’m posting over the years my “starts and stops” my spurts and my blurts. I’m not sure if I will ever turn my art into a steady meditation (or if I even want to) because I’m exploring and explorers look for some kind of “gold.” So maybe I’m a wandering one, and I get off the visible path and trek in the unseen for periods.

So there’s its own process “the art” and “the unfolding;” and, it simply needs my respect and my love.

Dimensions
Quality of light as a living organism

When I was younger I always noticed the passion in others. It became easier to fan their flame than to dedicate myself to my own creations. Maybe my art can become an extension of my self inquiry. 🧐 I always picture myself doing installation art “commentaries” once again. I only ever did one once and I thought it was gonna be the start of my art career. It was not.

Butterfly 🦋 Art 🖼️ Love 💓

My sweet 4 year old made her first painting with me at the play art studio at the Denver Children’s Museum. She did this completely on her own with no help from me!

I did spend hours setting up her shop, however. We had a bit of unexpected travel, and my acupuncture business is still being built. This year has brought us so many unexpected expenses, damage from water and the threat from the hurricane that fortunately didn’t cause harm. I’ve had years of debilitating pain that I am now mostly fully free of—but threats still linger. Back pain according to Louise Hay and many others is associated with money challenges and lack of feeling/being supported. I’ve been trying to help people via astrology consultations, reiki, shamanism, and I have a lot of offerings. It’s a challenge for me to learn how to get the word out. I made such a difference in my own life and I really wish others would receive the gifts I have spent decades cultivating.

Please consider purchasing from HER new shop just for fun. http://www.redbubble.com/people/violetbuster or https://www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/151264449

I think she’s already a talented painter. I will be posting her other designs as soon as I have more time! I hope that you enjoy!

If you have any good business energy know-how to send me; that’d be great. If I am lacking in talent and expression, please just let me know how I can improve. I’ve invested so much of myself in being able to offer so many services to others. If anyone is interested in any distant Reiki or Shamanic sessions, I’d be happy to help you. This is my best attempt at shameless self-promotion!

Fancy pillow
Playful Clock
Stylish shirt
Cute mini-skirt
Chic iPhone case
Delightful notebook
Greeting Card

Sending blessings out to all of you. You are all appreciated and I only want to build and get the word out. Let me know if you are interested in my offerings, and if you are curious but hesitant, how can I help? I have an empty 2nd house in Pisces so my material interests have always been spiritual in nature.

Rainbow piano

Colorific fun

I was playing with some water color pens for a few minutes while I had some time. I was enjoying making an outline and bringing my emotions into the ink choices.

Probably the most I fun I had was afterwards though. What I noticed is that when I took a photo, the colors didn’t look like they were on the page. What I had to do was to make adjustments in order for it to show up how I was seeing it in real life, on the water color page.

Often times we don’t think about how sometimes it takes a lot of extra “art” work to make something truly depicting the actual and real. We often walk around in society acting like the unedited object is the real object. However this is not often the case. In this respect, it actually takes skill to show the authentic—it takes editing.

We have to strive to bring the actual colors through. We do this spiritually, too. It’s not a ‘given’ that what you see, unfiltered, is the real thing. Filters aren’t always masks—sometimes they reveal and sometimes they allow or make it easier for us to see what’s *really* there.

We can’t erase the filter of the mind; a mind will always exist, because it is the nature of conditioning that our minds exist. Sometimes we just have to change our minds and replace our filters with more updated versions, editing our behaviors is what follows, so that what we get, in the end, is an expression of our true nature. This takes daily practice.

Field of Sunflowers, Happy Bee — Fiesta Estrellas (ReBLOGathon Day12)

Photography ©2017 Ka Malana

Field of Sunflowers, Happy Bee — Fiesta Estrellas

Another one of my pleasures is photography. Photography changes so quickly. It’s been a long time since I got to enjoy being inside of a dark room. The calm silence and the enjoyment of the trickling water in a mostly silent room, dunking my finished photo in the fixer with my tongs and the sensation of the feeling of the photo through the tongs with the touch of its rubbery ends against the glossy texture of the image. I even miss the smell of the chemicals and that red light. I miss the red light the most. A darkroom was a peaceful place to be. Click the link above for all the photos… You will be happy you washed your eyes with abundant sunflowers…

When I photographed the headlining photo, I was taken by the angles of the colors of the different aspect of the image. I could make an abstract painting based off of this photo.

5 min or less sketch

I erased once. You can see that.

My drawing skills are nowhere near what they used to be, or potentially where they could have been if I would have progressed with this same skill level as a teen.

But I am 1000% less judgmental about what I create. This gives me pleasure.

I don’t have the time to dive in like I long to, but sketching a little bit here and there is a very welcome slow return to what used to feel more like “who I am.”

Who I am is not me.

It’s a process; it’s looking and feeling, and living. It’s simple. What activity most feels like you? Is it writing? Maybe it could even be walking? Walking would be my second most thing-I-do that feels like me (and exploring) but I have had to forgo that for now. I’m still finding ways to enjoy the day.