Poem 29, Day 29

white feathery wings

Circle around above me

as I lift the last vestiges of

this recent tiredness storm

Invigorated by some

extra clearing required and

the work done around it

starting to sparkle now.

released a lot of

past life dross, broken dreams

and abrupt endings

met in stampede to realize

now that being “seen”

is okay, and even better living

free, unlocking another level

not being crumpled by hoards

overcoming my nothingness

Moving now with restoration

Slow and steady with

Gathering strength, my pancaked form

upright and three-dimensional

waiting on that next rotational

Spiral up the Mountain View

To see above it

And find ever-more that something new.

I cannot believe I made it this far! I thought I would sputter out at 3 poems in and then be spotty the whole way through. The heavy lifting really started to come for me at the last 5 day mark. I think the prospects of actually accomplishing my goal without a whole lot of struggle was blowing my mind too much, so that part of me that needed to raise its own new bar, came in and faced some fears and moved through them. Life is like that. It’s really about unlocking new levels. Tomorrow is my last day for daily poems. I have mixed feelings about that, but I’m running with it, accepting the mixed feelings and being kind to myself.

Poem 24, Day 24

Her hands

are little five-pointed stars

that used to fit 5 of them

in my

ONE hand

.

Her fingers,

would curl

around my finger

.

First by reflex

and now, even still

nearly 5 years later,

a little squeeze.

.

Every star ⭐️ would wish

to be the twinkle in her eyes,

the raised corners of

her mouth like red

curtains pulled open for

stage performance,

.

her smile corners

tied in little golden

boughs of excitement

when she makes a silly

joke,

.

understanding irony

beyond her years,

beyond time-limits.

.

She recites from her

memory, so vivid and

sparkling,

.

a crystal clear starfish memory

suctioning to knowledge

understanding,

and application.

.

Her Kee Ma Jaseh

developing into

deeper knee bends,

receiving high 5’s,

counting down from 5,

counting to 100,

5-Times

mathing, reading, sighting,

singing

.

cartwheels 🤸

another star ⭐️

5 points,

1 head, 2 legs, and 2 arms.

.

This star will never be alone,

shining on her friends.

with karate developing

in her hands,

her heart:

.

And with an Open, Golden, Bright mind.

⭐️🤸✋🏻💗🧠🧐💪🤸⭐️

Poem 23, Day 23

Ancient one

Speak to me in between

lines

in between minutes

Breaths,

Rings of the bell,

Ticks of the clock

,

Ancient one

Feed me when my next meal is

unknown

When my

connection to the divine feels a

trickle

,

Ancient one

ease my impatience

my doubt

ease the jagged edges where

snags of thoughts

conspire to unravel me

into unrequited nothingness

,

Ancient one

Hold my hand,

Be present with me

Notify the world to be kind

When needing to hang a sign

on the door to say

“Out for some air.”

,

Ancient one

Let me grow into your grace

Feel the peace that openness

And readiness provides;

Let speak more directly

through you.

Ancient one

Walk this way with me

Today, Tomorrow,

and Always.

Poem 22 Day 22

Unbreak this Earth

Kiss her feet, her skin

Let her know you care about

How well the oceans flow

.

How clean the air is

Unbreak these wars

The cries of children

gone silent

The cries of hostages

Tortured

The cries of terror from

Evil demonstrations of power

.

Unbreak these broken bonds

The ones in families

And in communities who can

No longer trust neighbors have

Got. their. back.

.

Unbreak my heart

Your heart,

Our ONE heart

As we struggle to unite

While forces tear apart

.

Unbreak the social dissonance

Lack of true embrace, connection

Conscience

Trust. Poverty of graciousness

Unbreak my head and heart full

Of scribbles and tears.

Nightime fears

.

It’s hard to sleep well with one

Eye open.

.

Unbreak the spell of discord

Of misstep, of Russian roulette

Economic exclusion,

Economic confusion

Economic illusion

.

Unbreak our hopes and

Strengthen our confidence

Fight for nothing but your soul’s

Kindness and Grace

Watch love with Lace

weave space,

and pace

.

Yourself.

.

We can do this.

Big thank you all for your encouragement. This is the last weekend of the challenge, and each one of you have contributed to my ability to pull through! 😍. I love you all more than you probably know. 🤗⭐️🌌 Earth 🌍 Day. 💕 Spread Love

Poem 18 Day 18

Breathe me in

This life is so rich like

complex chocolate

hits every level of your tongue

your being

maybe a hint of cayenne sparks

some extra moistening

an extra crunch of raw cacao

connecting with a touch of

mocha, the espresso bean

swishing in with rose notes

and finishing with mild

orange hints

All this but with your breath

On your tongue

Your awareness piqued

Breath, mixing with ocean

and sand,

Opening the senses to the mist

That yields a light

breeze on the temples

centering to the satisfied being

collecting energy

into the center.

Being present.

*this poem is dedicated to a mother of a friend who had suddenly recently passed away during our recently solar eclipse, she was unwell, but had bounced back before. This is a deeply spiritual woman who has left a legacy of love.

Poem 17 Day 17

Hold my hand
To make the sun shine
Bring the grip
We can’t resist
This life requires
Both hands
Most times
We have to read between the lines
And do that while
We are signing on the dotted line
Can’t think
Can’t speak
Close your eyes to summon the deep
Find the right choice,
Right action
Bind to the motive for
assuming best transaction
I’m filing myself
Away for you
Making meeting notes
And memories to prove
We have the reserves
We need to
experience the love
Our heart deserves
As we sweat and swear
Bring out tears and share
Open and close books
With great care,
Addressing the most sacred of all
Our fare: this space
This touch
This supermost lust
To love the moment that we live
To be in the best place to
Forgive

Poem 14 Day 14

Write from the heart

Even when when your voice trembles

or feels uncertain.

When it Squeaks.

Write your wounds, your mishaps

share what teases you, fears you.

Program your mind to accept it all

With the confidence that you are okay

Allow your mistakes to shape you

Allow your life to feed you bitter wisdom

Even if that is the only wisdom available.

Be honest.

Hold true.

Listen to your heart. It’s here for you, to

Trust it. Best of all, to live it.

Find all the words it would say and live through them.

Poem 11 Day 11

Receiving the gift

Of waking

Sun rising upon the day

The enchantments of nights still

Linger

The ornaments of dream

slowly fade

My warmth grows from my core

with hope and adoration

But mostly gratitude

For so much suffering averted

For so much pain, already healed

My prayers are always answered

Not in my time, nor in

The specific request

But in the earnestness that flows my heart

and knows my hands

And lives in me

Giving me more insight and awareness day by day

Today, another chance to grow

in awareness,

Another day to see what is already here.

Grateful for this ordinary magic

Too easily missed

Too easily taken for granted

Today another day to mold, carve, and influence my world

With passion, with heart, and with grace

Poem 4 day 4

What does it mean

to ask?

For more time,

more presence

being held when sad

Can you please

hold a space for me?

In your heart

while I am struggling?

Can you please

offer your support while

I am trying to make a living?

What about him and her

who have no home?

what about that life inside them?

Do you really believe they did

not try?

to ask, to find a way,

to be listened to?

They say a friend in need is

A friend indeed,

but I see a lot of

loneliness,

a lot are penniless.

Having no pennies is not as

bad as having no home,

no belonging dwelling

How do we ask for help,

when even if we get the courage

~which is hard enough~

no one hears

and no one sees?

They remain unstirred

while we beg on our knees

mental illness on the rise

the genetic framework is the disguise

our society needs

a community

our economy needs

more unity.

How can we become a better people?

How can we ask: Collective please 🙏🏼

Please bring us sanity, compassion, and humanity?

🙏🏼💛

Will you join to support me?

Poem #3 Day 3

You are born from,

And live in, abundance

Your heart’s beating

does not require

Your thoughts

Your happiness

Your emotions

You live with a ticking. A Regular gift.

That helps your lungs join with the wind

That helps your mouth merge with the plants,

receive water through your

cupped hands

Your body is alive

Without your mind to govern it

only brain 🧠 and

body as one harmony

in call and response

In ups and downs

walking left, right, left

talking , opening and closing

breathing in, and breathing out

jumping

What a gift it is

to seek out another day’s senses,

events, sunstreams, roses

coffeetalk

How will the sunset look tonight?

How will your belly feel from your

nourishment?

How warm is your blanket,

how cool is your sheet?

Drifting now,

Drifting deep, into the clouds

deep into the woods

what shapes do you seek?

what shadows on the wall?

Abundant, malleable, earthy life

Transform it with your thoughts

Transform it with your might

Open and close your hands

A baby learns to clap

One more step

One more lap

Old and new, and new again

Walk this road

go around this bend

You are born from oceans

resplendent with fish

and starlight-reflecting

whale’s song, whale’s wish

a ginormous beating heart

Abundant —

in the matrix,

from the start

Entirety

The entirety of who I Am

Is wrapped up and co-mingling

with

who

You Are

We are connected anciently, dynamically

Metaphysically

the oneness of us is a snug

sung hug

Like an iceberg, but warm

melted but firm

Like submerged and unformed

But solid and chosen

Joined and intentional

There is a peeking, glimmering opening

To US

I can see it in my mind’s eye, glinting

I can hear through whispers, shivering

Our nature is rupturing in unbroken rebreaking, thread-bearing openness

I can see the strings where we are joined

turn golden

as the sunlight rises upon our fractures

illuminating our contours

I can smooth your edges with you

As you smooth mine.

We can weave together in a new way

as we recognize our separation together with our wholeness intact and replete

overflowing into new dimensional awareness

We are never not.

We did not ever,

never exist

.

Building the new structures

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Hello loves and friends,

Construction 🚧 and art 🖼️, design and building. Here we make things from the “brick and mortar” of our imaginations. Putting out fires 🔥 and riding on trains. The city is always bustling just like the movement in our brains.

If you are new to my blog you will find many different displays. What I do know is that you will not be dismayed. Creativity is fuel for the soul!

This space is being constructed as we think and speak! 🗣️ Come, come, and join us!

A wonder; those letters

This is more of a “coffee chat” blog post. Although I have not tried to write in that style per se. There’s a blog share that I often read with the topic of the “coffee chat” but I’ve never tracked back to who hosts it. Well, it’s not the time to do that now because I’m just flowing…

Tonight it occurred to me that I have a pile of letters that I wrote to my grandmother while I was growing up. In 2020 when she passed away at the age of 99, and maybe a year later, I received the letters back.

I put them inside of a drawer without a deeper thought than, “woah” as I bumped up against versions of my former self I wasn’t quite ready to visit, yet.

When the time is right, I’ll know. But it’s been at least over a year since I actually put the letters away in a drawer. Those juicy memories might all come flooding back. There might be uncomfortable memories…too…

And, then, there’s gonna be just a lot of emotions. So I am on ‘pause’ with it.

Has this ever happened to any of you? It feels like a treat, or a special pastry I’ll be able to enjoy at some point in my future once I get over whatever fears of triggered memories might be inside—or maybe just missing her and the past, and getting those strange glimpses into the past through a time capsule I hadn’t planned on stowing away for later opening? Sigh. When the time is right.

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Astrological pairing:

Universal: Mercury (planet of communication) stationing Direct

Personal: Mercury is Stationing Direct in my 1st house (4 house from my 10th house —father’s mother), conjoining my natal Neptune, which is currently still transiting my 1st house (which relates back to paternal grandmother). The fact that it’s in Pisces ♓️ shares a little bit about dreams and ideals, and maybe I just convinced myself to get to reading those letters sooner than later. Or start with one a week or something, so I don’t get overwhelmed (Pisces). Natal Neptune is in Sagittarius, so it’s likely I will be inspired by the letters and the topic will probably be about traveling the most of all.

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. ☺️

Full Moon in Cancer

It has been such a magical full to moon to have in the family-oriented sign of Cancer. How can we appreciate our families even more?

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  • Think of your home and bless it.
  • Remember your first memory and nurture it by writing it down.
  • Close your eyes and put your hand on your heart and say “This is my home. I am here, now.”