Ringing in Peace & Friendship in 2016, 108 times, in a “9” year.

This New Year is off to a good start. The manifestation maps drawn during the 21st of December during our winter solstice celebration are quite ALIVE. The energy has been building for some time now, and it’s delicious.

In 2016, I’m going deeper into my shamanic practice, and diving deeper into my “Kung Fu.” It’s almost time for the new trimester, and I’ll be working alongside a new team. Meanwhile, I’ll be experimenting with new ways to communicate my astrological fun, and engaging more with my photography.

UPCOMING! I have a planned sabbatical (with travel!)

and guess who’s coming along with?!

you ARE 🙂

More music in 2016, lots of people to play with and won a raffle for free lessons in 2015.

So, it’s a truly abundant life.

At the moment, we have visitors here, and their company is delightful.

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Welcome, Welcome, Welcome

to all my NEW readers.

Thank YOU

To all my existing readers:       You are SO loved!    

Thank you for being so patient with me, as I have been very busy creating a lot of space for an even more eventful year to come. I’m looking forward to sharing with you as Spirit moves me. In the meantime, I am truly enjoying reading your blogs; and I LOVE Fiestaestrellas.com – so Thank you to everyone for your visits here and support!!!!!  You make me feel welcome in my own house. It feels good to be loved, too. I see T-shirts in Fiestaestrellas’ future. My blog has brought me the most wonderful satisfaction and inspired connections – it makes me feels so AT HOME you have no idea (or maybe you do.  I think you do. Yeah, you know it 😉 )

My growing community here on WP, and in my daily life, brings me so much joy and contentment. Mr. Fiesta and I are thrilled that this year we will be literally, “Ringing in the New Year.” I hope you don’t mind, Fimnora, but I was inspired by your Music Medicine and wanted to share it – not to mention I have already been really enjoying the music.

SO please read and listen here 🙂, and then I’ll get back to my story:

This year, we RING IN the NEW YEAR – and I want every one of you to be with us!

The history of the Yokohama Frienship Bell, by Masahiko Katori

The citizens of Yokohama, Japan presented the Friendship Bell to San Diego in May 1958 as part of the Centennial Celebration of formal relations between that country and the United States. It also served to mark the establishment of the sister city relationship between San Diego and Yokohama, which is the first such affiliation on the West Coast.

The bell itself stands 6-feet high and weighs in at almost two and one-half tons. The words “Bell of Friendship” are inscribed on it in both English and Japanese. Like other traditional Japanese bells, the Friendship Bell has no clapper inside. It is rung instead by being struck with a large wooden ram that is suspended horizontally from two v-shaped chains in the bell house. To ring the bell, the ram is pulled back with a lanyard and then released, which causes it to strike a specially raised surface on the bell. The bell house is typical of those found in Japan. It is open on four sides and surrounded by a moat.

During the dedication ceremony in December 1960 eighteen traditional gongs were struck for good luck, in accordance with Japanese custom. Among those taking part in the ceremony was Saburo Muraoka, a driving force in the Sister City program. Over the years the bell has become a popular spot for groups and individuals to visit and take pictures, and it is regularly tolled on New Year’s eve.

When I was in Japan in 2001, I enjoyed ringing for the Kami. I’m reconnecting this year with what is and always has been: my connection to the land.

Random Fact:

Did you know that the molecule benzene was first thought to be ouroboros in a dream? In 1865, August Kekule had a dream that unlocked its atomic structure. (Michio Kaku, 2014)

Here’s to your dreams! Here’s to a New Year – and to the existence of timelessness.

Finally, Crickets

Crickets have been plentiful in my life since my husband and I joined up in Pennsylvania and made our way across the country to what eventually became our new home in California. The first cricket that visited was my Nana – she gave me a benevolent “send off” from my Pennsylvania life. Then, a beautiful cricket was “there for me” when I wrote my admissions essay for graduate school, and began working on what will eventually be a doctorate degree in Traditional Oriental Medicine. Please don’t hold your breath, because I am going to be taking my time… It’s good to breathe, anyways 😉 Lots of breathing in 2016…

To wrap it up, crickets have been (lots of them now!) with US since we moved into our new home in 2015. They have been playing in the water of my Towergarden. The Towergarden is a project to honor my Italian roots and to always having a garden, wherever I am. You are welcome to purchase one at the link, and join in our garden fun.

To all who READ herein,

MAY all the BLESSINGS of this NEW YEAR be yours to Manifest however you WISH in alignment your highest and best good, for the peace and prosperity of ALL.

To watch New Year’s live celebrations around the world: Click me.

Photo credit: The Buddhist Temple of San Diego

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Current Moon transiting Uranus: Tesla’s Last letters to his mother

Dear Tesla,

I am sorry that humankind kept you back from your personal life, and never understood you, nor what you tapped into.

Love, Ka

For some reason, today, I encountered this article, and decided to share it on Word Press. The Moon in Leo is transiting Uranus in Aries. I thought I’d light a candle for Tesla…

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“Friday, November 20…

I didn’t write to the Patent office, one of their agents came and I told him about my intentions in person. He said he was sorry, but the dates could not be changed because all the congressmen have already determined them. I went down to the Waterfalls and told the boys to prepare the turbines and wait for my call tomorrow.

I have decided to provide the mankind with the gift it deserves and to retourn to Europe, to You, Mother. Governments here are the same as the ones back home. I have realized now, at the very end, that the mankind depends on governments and the individual cannot change the world on himself. But that strange voice still bothers me. I know it is connected to You, my experiment, with something transcendental…”

See the full article here:
http://www.telegraf.rs/english/1470330-the-last-teslas-letter-to-his-mother-please-mother-pray-for-me-over-there

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Commitment is strength inspiring

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In an age of fast development: technology, tv screens, constant-upgrades, new designs, “better,” “more connected,” webbed, and “seamless” living, I am amazed, and I Am inspired by those who commit to their goals. Now, life will throw us off track, time and time again – especially if you have a very strong relationship – for better or worse – with the planet Uranus.

The universe will communicate to us in ways, and sometimes, not very cryptic ways.

So, what is commitment?

I want to be clear that commitment and ambition are not the same thing.

Commitment is not “to a ‘thing'” nor invested in “‘outcome.'” It is not focused on outcome at all. Therefore commitment does not make predictions; it has no inkling of what is beyond now. Commitment uses the ‘now’ to see, and thereby make projections, plans, and situates, but it does so without being fooled into believing that the projections are real. Commitment practices detachment!

Commitment is vision invested in only the truth, the highest good, and even that which transcends perception of what is good and true. Commitment is transcendent – for it defies odds, and overcomes obstacles. Commitment can only exist with love as its vessel.

Commitment as I mean it here, is to a living process. Commitment as I mean it here, is a fluid receptivity, a ‘going along with’ the flow. It’s about sticking to the kernel of truth, as each of us uniquely and internally know it to be.

All of our interpretations of the feedback we receive in life relies on our commitment to our sense of truth, clarity, love. This is our rock (Saturn in Sagittarius: Philosopher’s Stone). As long as we are guided by the vision and the pursuit of clarity, it can take any form. For clarity is, itself, formless.

During these days, there is much going on in the world. We have Mars applying aspect in opposition to Uranus. We have Mars coming into square with Pluto. We are collectively in need of bravery.

Bravery holds firm. Bravery relies on its commitment inwardly, and does not strike out to prove itself – for it knows its strength is borrowed strength ~ borrowed from deep within ~ and beyond.

Dear friends, these days, please see the strength reflected in those around you. Keep your attention on those who show you how it is possible to lift, lift up your eyes, and to walk and see, without fear. Be fearless.

Happy Full Moon in Gemini.

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Let our outside connections be as strong as our inward knowing, let our hands be held by each other throughout the holidays, whether we are merely thinking of loved ones sitting around another dinner table ~ they can feel our warmth. May your hearth keep you warm during winter, as the blessings of our spirits are even more bountiful than the food on our tables!

 

Images from the following website per google image search:

http://womenslifestyle.com/

http://www.theweatheredgate.com/

If You Want to Live in Your Soul, by Rumi

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This morning I awoke to discover that there was a book atop my open book, A Manual of Acupuncture. I asked my husband if he was reading Rumi and left the book there, and he said, “No. Not recently.” Both books have a red cover and they seemed to “go together” even though they were different sizes.

Here’s the page/poem that I opened to, with the same title as this blog post:

The soul within our individual souls
loves the one who runs and falls down
more than the one who sits and watches.

The soul within soul lives in a lover.

Consider this metaphor. How you love is the open sky.
These personal selves are the separate roofs of a town.

Your tongue, the guttering where words flow.
If the roof is not clean, the words get thick and murky.

Some people have elaborate systems that drain water
from other roofs. This is not wise.
There is a false eloquence to it.

A lover is one who waters a garden from a rain barrel
that fills under his own roof.
Roses that grow from that have tears in them.

Sometimes the scale pans may weigh correctly,
but the balancer is off.

A sweet doctor may give bitter medicine.
A foot finds the right shoe in the dark.
Love moves on its way through the pleasure it feels.

Even though the time you live in is violent
and frightening, you are safe in Noah’s boat.

If you want to know who someone is,
hang around with those close by. They know.

The rule that covers everything is,
How you are with others, expect that back.

As usual, I find Rumi’s poems are very beautiful. Perhaps it’s my natal Mars in Libra that the fire always finds its resolution in the embrace of allowing. But it’s probably more-so that regardless of whatever ‘my stars are’ I ought to make the best of this life in the loving of it – finding the tender spirits who would embrace me along with themselves in the lamp-light of our wandering.

Following my typing of Rumi’s poem, and my writing here, I decided I wanted to add an image. I did a google search like this, “image of a lamplight diogenes,” because it was what came to mind. What you see is the first image that resulted from my search query.

Self-Compassion

Photo Credit: Andrew Conte | Trib Total Media
Photo Credit: Andrew Conte | Trib Total Media

A friend of mine died recently. I am mourning her; but mostly, I am inspired to write this message.

Yesterday one of my classes was canceled – it was a relief because I spent some time at my favorite neighborhood Kwan Yin spot: the Mission. I just let it flow. The rain sprinkled on me, and my hot coffee in my hand transported me to my  undergraduate years. I do know that I have to make up for the day that we missed in class [graduate school] – because that’s just how work is. It still needs to get done. Test next week. The routine continues behind the scenes.

I know she is with me.

I would never have known that she had died in a tragic bike accident, if it weren’t for the fact that she is with me. Sometimes my own faith amazes my doubting mind. I trust that I’ll always know what I need to know *when* I need to know it. So, I don’t do a lot of the normal, conventional “keeping in touch” with people type of stuff. I let life lead me. I’m not really into schedules, for that matter. I follow nudges from my inner cosmic awareness. I don’t cling to people when they need space. (I like space.)

Yet, I look at the “two minds” as equally beneficial. I really don’t see it as a problem.

Susan and I used to discuss the mind, and what is beyond it.

Her name was Susan Hicks:  please continue to light up the path for her. Susan is.

A song from the heart

can only be heard

with the silence of presence.

Silence need not be silent in the English sense of the word.

~Aloha nui loa~

You are remembered for our precious times together.

Susan was my dorm neighbor during undergrad. It was my sophomore year, and her freshman year. I finally got a room all by myself, thanks to the lottery system; and of course, after completion of my freshman year, I got to be in the housing lottery system.

I would see her in the hallway when I came home from work or class. She’d have her books open, and we talk about the 3D geometry she was working on.  There was a cone shape inside a bowling ball. It was challenging stuff. We would talk about lucid dreaming, and discuss lots of things that compose a personal connection and exchange. She was uncertain about her major. I was an anthropology major. I thought it was the greatest substitute for indecision. I thought I was clever, picking a major that wasn’t very focused, ‘in and of itself.’

I really want to honor her family, and their healing process.

I stayed at her parent’s house during one of our holiday breaks.

Susan and I had become roommates off campus, and coordinated our travel with another roommate. Then after I returned from some of my travel, we shared a house with other roommates. We were in touch in 2013, and I was able to congratulate her on her job at Pitt as well as for completing her PhD in Cultural Anthropology. We connected with more depth than that, but that’s no one’s business but ours.

We were pretty much always on good terms – just busy people.

Susan, your light shines. Thank you for touching my life, and for letting mine touch yours.

As we strive to be “something” FOR the world, never forget what really matters. This is my message to people with ambition. Live fully, love fully, and remember there’s no place to go. There’s only the road. Self-compassion means honoring the process. Self-compassion means following the light of the inner spirit, and letting the gentleness of reality just really be love.

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~I’m interrupting my blogging break~ for a moment to thank Susan for writing such a beautiful and touching blog article. Her thought to include me on her journey is beyonds words available to me at this moment.

We all encourage one another to continue along our path to realization. _/1\_

My blogging rest and break currently comes from the divine order of my body 😉 I can’t wait to return to y’all here! ❤

Living in the Parallel, Holding in the Center

This blog post is written in response to a Time Machine Challenge given from Linda, over at Litebeing Chronicles.

To my surprise, I hopped onto my timeline, and I went parallel!

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Also, I didn’t go parallel to just one place, but to many places along my timeline.

#1). Vacation on Molokai

#2). Art making periods along my timeline

#3). My back injury in 2012 that influences my current path.

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#1) For this parallel timeline, I picture myself as vacationing on Molokai, and I’m incredibly healthy. I am meditating all the time on this timeline, so it seeps into the experience of my busy course load and fills me with the sense of always holding my center.

#2) Some of you, my dear readers, may have seen my recent blog posts where I published some of my old art pieces. One of the skills that I value in myself is my ability to live through my art, to express through color, and to step away from words. Though I value language, I do find so much contentment in the silence of visual imagery.

#3). Regaining myself/my life after my back injury.

I had to retrain myself to walk after the disc herniation.

My husband and I got me through the toughest time of my and our lives through this experience. What I know now is something far more valuable than I could ever learn in school about healing, from any person or book, or anything else. When I reach back into my past, I realize that I can overcome anything that weighs me down.

What’s happened is that there’s a level of confidence that I can tap into here, and it will get me through every failure, every false start, every terrifying moment of working with needles, fire, smoke; and if it doesn’t, and I decide: Hey, I’m not really into needles that much after all, that’s okay, too. I got my body back, and it became mine again: not necessarily ready to have it become a human pin cushion. Recently I had an acupuncture treatment that left my arm feeling a little bit numb, and that made me feel uncomfortable – it has made me question and doubt my path.

I’m in this,

and I know I could get hurt again.

After all, I can walk now. I made it through without the surgery that loomed in my mind as a possible next step to walking again.

That’s good enough for me. I value my mobility!

Note: I will be away from blogging for a little while 🙂 Best to you all in the interim.

Much Love, Ka

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Next Time-Machine Post: Julianne

Creating a *daily* “DONE LIST”

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When building a new schedule, and accessing “just what is it that I need to do during my day?” I create a “done” list. I started doing this a little while back, and it’s offered me:

  • A sense for my own accomplishments
  • A sense of peace about my vision for the future (& the present)
  • A sketch into the real-world of my life in terms of my values

Today as I created my morning “done list” which consisted of meditations of various types, as well as fixing the bed, making breakfast, eating, dishes, cleaning, reading/writing, taking care of my plants, visualizing, stretching, communing with my self, and then others. I was able to see that there are sets of actions and values that I’d need to prioritize and sort out. Without my daily “done-list,” I’d be thinking I accomplished nothing – which while good in certain contexts, is not so good in others.

Wishing everyone a happy, smooth, peaceful, productive, enjoyable, pleasant day – filled with the sweet breeze of accomplishment and a self-renewing sense of peace. _/1\_

In the Razor-Sharp Focus of My Red Tail Feather

Make me into the softest
razor blade
of your truth-edged clarity,

chiseled by your loving warmth
and compassionate understanding.

Your [Mars-meets-Venus]
Soft Electric Love Touch –
Let the sparks fly!

You should know
that I am forged from the fire,
every day.

Yes, I am phoenix –
8th house
Mars and Pluto conjunction in Libra,
in love’s service.
Follow me and our spiritual marriage transforms!

I have seen my
own demons more than enough!

God dresses
up for Halloween.

The treats are always
the unexpected visitors that come
in and rescue any memory of OUR grace,

with a smile and a little open bag.

Jupiter and Neptune do not disagree.
While they transit,
they play Rummy.
I’ve got the leftover
potato chips to prove it – all those
notes I took for 20+ years of transits
are plenty crusty from love.

At the middle now,
I eagerly anticipate
sitting down
to attend
to the details
of expressing my perfection,

from the fruit of thy womb.

I am babe and elder
the in-middle years,
receiving and
sending off
souls of yours,
at your request.

Please do not
give me more than I can bear!

Love us, dear divine!
Bring us into an understanding where
the atheist, theist, pantheist do not
care if they agree or disagree.
The agnostic does not need to know
what she knows. It’s still none of
her business!

Where the word ‘I’ is
not a message in and of itself,
but a vehicle
for courageously attending to our truths
beyond divisions
and seeming perceptions
of splitting hairs.

‘I’ is one of the
tiniest words i know.
ya know? I still like it, though!

For all is
impermanent and pertinent.

Let us recover
the child lost to the shoreline of
warsome devastation,
Join in the only prayer worth
having:

A request for freedom in peace,
peace inside freedom, and justice for all.
Hallowed be thy…
Kingdom come.

Where and when the vague admissions of
the heart are seen as the clear
night and day offerings
of refuge.
We do not care
when we are needing help,
In Who’s arms we are held, just
that we are loved by you, Divine!

Here I am. Ready.
Amama, A’ho!

Castles in the Sky: Pisces Full Moon

Castles in the Sky by Marcel Pirosca

Full Moon in Pisces
August 29, 2015 11:35am (PDT)

This Full Moon in the Tropical (Western Zodiac) of Pisces is referred to as a Supermoon. The term “Supermoon” refers to the lunation being during, or near the Moon’s perigee. Perigee is the closest point of the moon in its orbit around the earth. The term Supermoon was coined by astrologer Richard Nolle in 1979. The exact perigee occurs on Sunday, Aug. 30, at 11 a.m. EDT (1500 GMT), about 18 hours after Full Moon.

It’s the following Full Moon, on September 27, 2015, 7:51 p.m. PDT
that will not only be a lunar eclipse, but it will be the closest to the Earth of all the lunations, aka, the “Most SuperMoon” for the year.

With the August 29th Full Moon in Pisces, we look to both Jupiter (the ancient ruler of Pisces) and Neptune the modern astrological ruler for Pisces, first. Jupiter is conjunct the Sun within a very small orb, while opposing (180 degrees) to the Moon as it conjoins transiting Neptune. The energies of Moon and Neptune are co-joined which mixes together the two principles. The Moon and Neptune combination, from Reinhold Ebertin’s book, “The Combination of Stellar Influences,” p.106 on Probable Manifestions of Moon/Neptune:

(Positive) A sympathetic understanding of other people (psychometry), the activity of the subconscious, a state of relaxation, receptiveness, impressionableness, an intensely vivid dreamlife.

(Negative) The danger of being exposed to peculiar and strange influences or being exploited by other people. Instability or unstableness, weakness, crises in life are caused by laziness or indolence.

These attributes are in opposition, or in a “pull-pull effect” at the full moon with the following expressions of the Jupiter/Sun combination. The opposition can manifest as a “push pull,” essentially a calling to balance opposing forces.

(Positive) Advancement in life, recognition, success in the material or spiritual sphere.

(Negative) Conflicts caused by arrogant and pretentious demeanour, illness through wrong nutrition, differences with people in one’s environment or with superiors, a person in conflict with the laws of the land or realm.

Saturn and Pluto also feature in this full moon, and there’s a lot going on. There’s this combination of catharsis and intensity with Pluto, while there’s also some restraint and compression with the energy of Saturn in Scorpio forming a T-Square (tension) configuration with the Sun/Jupiter in Virgo and Moon/Neptune in Pisces. Saturn transiting the last two degrees of Pluto-ruled Scorpio further intensifies the energy of this lunation with Scorpionic vibes. With Pisces and Neptune there’s a desire for escapism and/or transcendence through spiritual retreat.

The Piscean experience can be fuzzy and elusive. It can even embody the energy of release and renewal through sacrifice. If we hang out too much on the Virgo side of the balance we may find ourselves too critical of ourselves and/or others, not maintaining an awareness of our health, or being too overly focused on a health or fitness detail, potentially even as an escape. Jupiter expands whatever it touches. The keyword with Jupiter in Virgo is discretion. Otherwise, we too may be prone to flights and escapism through romanticism and experiencing some intense dream times! The unconscious is very much alive with Pisces, and the grounding energy of Virgo is balanced in structure and routine. Finally, let’s not forget the Venus/Mars applying conjunction forming, too, at the Full Moon! It might even be exciting!

Reference:

Ebertin, Reinhold. The Combination of Stellar Influences. Aalen, Germany: Ebertin, 1972. Print.

McClure, Bruce. “Most “super” Supermoon of 2015 on September 28 | EarthSky.org.” EarthSky. N.p., n.d. Web. 27 Aug. 2015.


About Ebertin Reinhold, courtesy of Wikipedia:
[February 16, 1901 – March 14, 1988] He was a German physician and astrologer. Ebertin’s book was first published in 1940 and the most recent updates in the English translation were added in 1972. Ebertin’s greatest and most truly original contribution was his research in the field of medical astrology and his addition of more psychological correlations.[2] Ebertin worked with the “Anatomical Correspondences of the Zodiac Degrees” as presented in the “Organuhr der anatomischen Entsprechungen” of Fritz Brandau.


News Article with similar theme to this lunation: Here
Jupiter conjunct Sun in Virgo (health/vitality/optimism) opposite 180 degrees (reflecting or mirroring the awareness via contrast) Moon conjunct Neptune (beliefs about the past/emotional body/dreams and possibilities/placebo) squaring Saturn (time/age/limitation). Sun conjunct Jupiter trine Pluto in Scorpio (self-mastery & deep healing through transformation).


Inner Child Challenge and Creative Blogger Nomination

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The creative blogger award

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My inner child has been a tiny bit restless, I say ‘tiny’ because she’s pretty small, and imagine that she is still cute – not the annoying and terrible thing that her older brother saw her as. The image of the child above the text here is not of little me. Sadly, the link that I found for this image was posted at has been abandoned:

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Therefore, I am rescuing this child’s image! It’s what I’d imagine my inner child would have been like if she ‘lived a little.’ When we look at children, some of them are fearless and open and abundant with their thoughts. They play around with their friends with the industriousness of a full imagination just pouring out into the world. On any given day, there could be epic missions, and heroic rescues. They live with the purpose of their imaginations and process their emotions as moments that come and go. One day there’s a fall from a bike, wailing and tears. The next day the child is doing bicycle loops around their dad who is beyond proud of them: stunning and amazed. We are most amazed by how independent children are, how despite all the influencing around them, they still end up just being themselves. Many of them are confident and busy at play. To me, this IS the essence of my inner child.

When I used to work with children and tutor them, I enjoyed seeing their eyes light up when they reached within themselves and drew a picture, or answered a math question, or danced to a song by their own choreography. Many of the students I saw in my classroom wanted to be singer/songwriter/musicians/acrobats. Many of them wanted to be stars, celebrities. My heart ached when one of my students felt excluded from an activity that the administration was doing for students who attended a certain number of days. The students I tutored were from the inner city school. There were lots of cut programs and tutoring was an attempt at filling after-school gaps. This particular student, M.,  cried and cried. I ached right along with her. I can’t tell you that I’m the opinionated type that took sides either with the administration or her broken heart. I did not feel this was my cause nor my duty to make anything just, nor to eliminate her sadness by fighting for what she wanted. I just did my best to comfort her, seeing her process as a continuous initiation into all the trials that we ever, as humans in society, endure.

There are simply times that we are excluded, there are times that some students get rewarded more than others, there are times when peers are mean or just simply uninterested. I try to remember the kindergarteners that I worked with at the Navajo reservation in Tuba City, Arizona when I was assisting as a volunteer for my Spring break during undergrad. That’s a beautiful age when the kids surrounded each other, and also gave each other space. At least in this classroom, this was the situation. They seemed to understand when one child excluded himself from the group activities and instead focused intently on the magic of the wall map. They interpreted that he just wanted to do what he wanted to do. They didn’t seem to need to make an excuse for him in their minds or with each other, “he’s different.” The didn’t perceive him as “different” just doing what he wanted to do. When the activity ended, they all joined hands with him and me. That little child, F.,  I was told, had fetal alcohol syndrome. He was a little angel. I think he was perfect, but I do know how hard we work to accommodate and make an early intervention. Sadly, this student wasn’t attending school very often, and the limitations of being a teacher and pursuing that particular course any further felt rather unfulfilling.  After all, I was an anthropology major, a participant-observer.

Eventually I worked with a group ESL students from Burma, and I enjoyed setting up their classroom and making worksheets, and really enjoyed talking with them – the goal was getting often getting them to speak in their non-native language. If I had continued working with children, I probably would have enjoyed the high school groups more – as for right now – the inner “teenager” aspect of me is very much alive. Those creative years when I would join my older friends at their colleges while I was still in high school. I would paint in my one friend’s studio; and we were wild. Yes, alcohol was involved. That kind of freedom to be wild; that rebellion in some sense, that was the best medicine for my creativity and my friendships. I still miss J. but she never liked technology, nor public attention. I’ve got a lot of ‘inner friends’ who represent all sorts of sides of me. I’m toasting to her right now…. wherever you are… you will always be loved; and I will always appreciate the wildness that you inspired in me! Somehow we were “old” before we were ever really young. I’ve been seeing a lot of memes that say, “Growing older, growing bolder.” It seems that getting bolder are acts of courage we all could use; and it doesn’t come from a place of naiveté, as much as it comes from place of having been wounded before, but moving forward anyways.

Luckily, life gives us plenty of opportunity for exploring all the ‘inners’ with all the ‘outers.’  Thanks to Sindy from Bluebutterliesandme for tagging me in this blog challenge, and I am grateful that you extended your dates.  Thank you to Aquileanna from La Audacia de Aquiles: El Mundo Visible es Sólo un Pretexto for the Creative Blogger nomination! I honestly take this award as a challenge to get more creative, and to ‘live a little more fully.’ I am so humbled by you and yours. I mean that in the best way!! 😀

Here are my nominations for the Creative Blogger Award. Please note that if you are not “into” awards, that is fine, just please accept my appreciation for your creativity!!! Also, if you already have the award, then here’s another one, this time **from me, with love**!

With the nomination we thank the person that nominated us, add a logo to our posts, and nominate 10 bloggers of our choice and let them know that you nominated them. I think that when I link your blog, WP will ping you. I’m not 100% sure, though. Please please visit these blogs, if you have not already, and have happy times with these bloggers and their original content and uniqueness.

Walking My Path

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The Full Moon in Aquarius: Consciousness, from Individuation to Awakening

This is an old post. I was surprised to see that I wrote this. The nodal positions are now in Aries/Libra axis. Happy Full Moon Everyone 🙂 I love you all.

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Aquarius Full Moon: Ushering in the New Era

There is a nature to the universe, an order, a unity that is divine. Early scientists had some interest in what they sensed as the divinity of order, and they sought to uncover it. At the Aquarian Full Moon, August 13th, 2011, we come clean to our awareness that there is perfect structure in creation.  We are witnessing within and without this extraordinary epoch of renewal, the unfolding of the universe before us–ever becoming, blossoming, simultaneously as our awareness blooms into space.

In this new era, we will see children differently, having allowed our own inner-children to grow up spiritually, we can allow our children to write their own stories/destinies from day-one. They will be encouraged to teach us by their individual expressions. When we are awakened, “Before God we are all equally wise – and equally foolish,” Albert Einstein. We will…

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Ananta Swa Bhava – My True Self has No limits or Boundaries

I’m not sure if this means my meditation was productive or a complete waste of time. Either way… I can live in equanimity with my creativity.

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