Ode to the Clothes Every morning you wait,clothes, over a chair,to fill yourself withmy vanity, my love,my hope, my body.Barelyrisen from sleep,I relinquish the water,enter your sleeves,my legs look forthe hollows of your legs,and so embracedby your indefatigable faithfulnessI rise, to tread the grass,enter poetry,consider through the windows,the things,the men, the women,the deeds and the […]
This post I wrote from the inspiration of a Pablo Neruda poem. The thoughts struck me again about how things used to be made with high quality back in previous centuries while I was watching an episode of Outlander. I was marveling at the costumes (this is when they were in North Carolina). Things just don’t last now. Clothing falls apart almost immediately. Shoes have a very short life (especially for children). These are my passing thoughts on the morning where we are going to get family photos by the beach. Our photographer lost the first set of pictures last weekend. I hope these images last. Really, I hope our smiles last. I hope we always find it easy to smile.
what’s in my little satchel? freeing the ‘ever i was’ and ‘always will be,’ as are you. updating, electrifying characteristic of total love i will read with excitement and travel through all those moments of reciprocity while i am busy, and then scale up-down into that once solid core of molten awesomeness that flows and […]
There’s a story about that feather. It was the first I received on my shamanic path that I didn’t know I was on. A few years before the feathers, it was books that magically showed up along my path at random places–it would seem. One of my best friends from childhood must have known I was on the path, though, because she had even given me a book called, “Path of the Feather.” I do not remember if I started receiving the feathers before or after she gave me this book as a present. I lost track of that book, sadly, with the moves, but I am thinking about it now. Maybe I will find it in storage at some point.
Feather gift:
When I was driving through a very rural area into a long driveway for my Census Bureau job back in 2010, this very, very large turkey feather landed right on my windshield, right near my view. I had to stop the car and get out and get it. It was during this time that I just moved back to an area of Eastern PA after quitting my technology job in Western PA. I was in a place of rediscovery, and I was also experiencing some depression. I was reconnecting with older roots, but not on the terms I exactly wanted to. I was surrendering, big time–that’s what surrender is–
This turkey feather became my first smudge feather. It was obvious that was its intended purpose, shortly afterward. I think one of my magical friends at the time helped me to see that, but I don’t remember that part clearly. For many months and a couple of years afterward, I received a feather at my special park each time I would visit, until it culminated into a series of hawk feathers that matured into the red-tailed one. It happened each time very consistently. It was again, an obvious message. I was also praying to the goddess and acknowledging HER for the first time. There’s a longer story here, but I’m not going to just write about it on a whim. Here is my post for the day. It’s titled, “Mixed bag of wishes freed.”
I am experiencing another period of complete surrender. This time without the depression, which is pretty nice. I know my path is already written for me. I walk it, and I write it. It has been written for me, by me, before. I haven’t stopped walking this guided path since this particular feather came into my life, in the most obvious way, and made me see. There have been times when my devotion and commitment wavered, and that is part of the process of the deepening. My roots are going so deep, they have penetrated deep, deep into her core. She and I are mother oneness.
I am releasing all this energy now, anything left over. I’m sending it up to the heavens, and I’m sending it down into the ground.
I am freeing myself of everything, every goal, every vision.
Ka Malana Photography A lifetime of memories can show up at your doorstep and sweep you up in love like the wind that brings changing seasons collects the leaves for colorful treasures to be pressed and captured in scrapbooks and photographs. We can live in the memory of love as the wind that rushes through […]
I almost didn’t make it to this post! I finally finished all my last coursework (I’m done!!!) for my doctorate and then ran around with errands all day. I hit yoga class in the morning and the whole day flowed. I took more time to just stare into the moment, to absorb my surroundings, to feel the gratitude for arriving at the end of a very long journey. What I will say is this poem I linked you to above is even more meaningful to me now. It’s about continuity.
We are all ready for our friendsgiving. I couldn’t be more delighted with the laid-back nature of my holiday planning this year. BUT leading up to it is quite busy: like this weekend. Sadly the photographer lost the photos from our family photoshoot last weekend so we’ll have to squeeze it in to another very busy preschool birthday weekend- one birthday party each day (this weekend photoshoot “Take 2”) That, and Spanish lessons, and you see.. it’s super busy! Not a lot of time to do much of anything, really besides work on my business planning for the week and the near future, prepare for my patients, work on my other certification program in Sports Medicine (including taking more tests), and the zillion other projects I don’t even mention!
That said, I cannot comment on your blogs today because I have been getting the walk-around from the phone app. It’s frustrating. I read these lovely posts, and I cannot respond because I am prompted to put in my name, email address, and my url only to have it circle around again and no comment getting posted, in the end. I don’t know if I have to uninstall and reinstall my app or what to do, but I really don’t have the time to blog daily and do tech support. I keep telling myself “just get through this challenge!” That said, I am convinced that I will catch up. I am convinced that I will do my best to provide feedback to you, to comment, to laugh with you, to celebrate with you, and to let you know that I am here. Here on my blog, and there, there on your blog. Take care. Happy holiday season! Enjoy every little bit of fun you get to have in this life, and get through the other stuff, day by day! 😀 Remember, it takes a village to do just about anything that is both really neat and really fun! So stay connected, and reach out.
Buckwheat Pancakes “I am Cosmic“ “I am Restored“ This has to be my favorite Autumn to Winter season yet. It is full of connecting, warmth and fun. I started feeling better just in time for all my visitors, seeing lots of family. I haven’t been blogging in a long time, but I have been living […]
Hello, as most of you know–those who have been following me for a while, I have a tight schedule. Having blogged for 11+ years, I am an acupuncturist, a mother, an artist/writer, a shamanic practitioner–as well as a forever student of my own heart. My schedule is demanding, but I write it. That said, I do adore being here, so I try to be on the blog as much as I can–until it’s not longer fun to do so!! If you are a new-to-me-blogger, I will not follow you back if you make comments that suggest that I should do so, for you, by making the suggestion that this lack of follow-back is “cold,” especially when I haven’t even had a chance to make it to my comments section to read, or to spend time at your blog, discovering if this is a connection I even want. A conscious connection. I ask you to look within, and address yourself, be kind to yourself, and expect the best from others. There is a certain energy here that I am cultivating, and I won’t tolerate anything less than the best for the gentle and creative souls who co-habitat here. I’m kind and giving (in the process and honestly its true), but I am not someone you can walk over and I am not here to prove myself to you. I am 100% in my own power. I am here at will. I work at will. I do all things, at will.
Here’s my daily contribution to the Cheer Peppers Daily blog challenge for November. As for my own practice, this form of posting is “celebration” and “ReBLOGathon.” I think this season feels just as comfy as last season, but I am also wanting a slowing mood… a slower tone… slower rituals, more deep breathing, and less sugar. ❤
Today I am spending my time with Briana Borten, a fantastic human and wonderful “energy architect,” we are enjoying “Activate the Sacred.” Today the discussion is on leadership. This morning I felt unwell, and I still am somewhat. My sweet daughter came over to me and gave me her lovey. I know I am raising a human who thinks about others and puts herself in their shoes. I will also raise her to stand up for herself- and to command the space around her. She will only let in the energy that supports her journey. She will be a leader. “The seat of our leadership is our deep deep care” ~Nisha
This is another piece from my collection, it was a work that I had made also in the 1990s. It’s its own. I never made the rest of the set. For some reason, this card was chosen by me, or it chose me. Probably both!
It’s kind of unbelievable to me that most of the art I have to share came from middle school. That was a long time ago. It was a huge delight to make this playing card. It was so much for me to invent layer after layer.
Sometimes I get lonely, and I just realized it’s because it’s a natural response for me to disconnect from the “pain body” of the world. During tragedy, such as the recent event in Las Vegas, it’s a natural response for me that I acquired over time, to remove my shared energy field from that of […]
Today I am going to post two blogs. I did a search for “cookie’ this morning, and this is the post that came up. Everyone needs to know that they are not alone. Loneliness comes and goes, challenging feelings come and go. Fortunately, I’ve had a really good stretch of wellbeing in my mind/body/Spirit. I remember the times and the challenges I’ve had, and I remember that I am never alone. xo
Hello Friends! I don’t know what happened to the original post, but I was so so so happy to be interviewed by those snarky little dudes at Shehanne Moore’s Smexy historical romance domain. Honestly, I can’t think of a better honor. I didn’t really have any time to promote my 2017 debut poetry book, Art for Art, at the time when I wrote it. In fact, I don’t think I ever really did get around to promoting it. Promotion is something that a person has to learn to do. It’s an art in and of itself. You know who is an incredible authoress and human, though?! Shehanne Moore
Her dudes have been making me laugh since about 2016-2017 when I started reading her blog. She hosts very interesting authors and artists. She hosts a perfect variety of intriguing and talented authors, and she always supports her clan. Sheyis top-notch for supporting her clan. Reading about her adventures in Dundee has been really fun over the years. There’s always a lot to learn from her because she’s very knowledgeable. She and her husband, Mr. Shey ;), have put on some spectacular plays which she has also shared and written about on her blog throughout the years. She even helped me try out a new genre called historical romance (which she writes well, I might add). For one, I never really read romance, nor history.. but The Unraveling of Lady Fury had me pleasantly surprised. Her heroines aren’t typical–that’s why they are definitely worth the read. Did you hear that Lady Fury went Manga!? My, my my that was all the way back in 2019!!! How cool is that?! Who writes a historical romance and has it go Manga? Shey. The post includes holiday pictures (and it’s almost that time of year again!).
Anyways, thank you for visiting my reBLOGathon celebration month’sdaily post. Half-way there! At the end, I will link them all up in one post so that you don’t miss anything–then I will be running around December visiting everyone’s blog like a quick & focused ghost, phantoming my comments upon your page. I will be the ghost of Christmas past, present and future… LOL–and I’ll write in real letters and not just “haunt” you nicely… but comment nicely 😉 Because I love reading your blogs! ❤ I love blogging, and I am celebrating so much, so much, my friends ❤ Until we meet again, tomorrow, I bid thee, good day ::tips hat::
Each year (for a while, maybe since 2019?) I have teamed up with the Cheer Peppers to blog every day of the month in November. Click the link below for their posts. I chose the theme of ReBLOGathon, but they might be posting their own themes or randoms 🙂 Enjoy
Hello friends, As my birthday approaches, and my life has changed in a new influx of abundance with the birth of my daughter, and projects that demand my full attention, I think more about scaling down my life. I’ve started going through my emails, and reducing and eliminating every subscription, that even if I have […]
I am reblogging this post as a reminder that I did step away from my blog for moments. I always returned. I know I will always return now. I have the confidence in this that I have developed over time. I am glad I took my breaks when I needed to. Also, each and every one of you commented here back then, have meant so much more to me than you knew at the time, or even now!!! I love blogging. I will blog until I die. Whoo HOO! 🙂 For those of you who are ready for a break, I completely understand. There are so many shifts in life, so many. We have to move with the times and the moments that we need to do. I will be here blogging and waiting for you to return..
Right now I am not taking a blogging break. However, I am not able to visit all your blogs as much as I would like. I am doing better than I thought I would, though. It’s almost that mid-month crunch, and I’m just about to find a day to get caught up–as my days keep getting filled with patients, administrative tasks/business work, parenting, house cleaning, and hopefully I can get to transplanting my plant babies very soon! I will keep blogging throughout the month–but just know that I will have to do some catch up with you and yours ❤
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 […]
After spending the morning with my family, celebrating my husband’s birthday, I have sat down to complete my very last and assignment for my doctorate program, which I will present this upcoming week in my very last class. I’m feeling a little bit crunched for time. I can hear my husband and my daughter “roaring” in the next room. I think they are pretending to be lions. This is a favorite thing to do. When I was at the store with my daughter picking out a gift for her dad’s birthday, the cashier said, “you are living the dream.” Well, I do believe that’s true! She was referring to my beautiful, sweet little girl. Yes, I am definitely living my dream in every way, with her, and with him.
The transits are different but I think we are still ushering in the new experience of life on the planet. I won’t use words like “awakening” nor will I use words about extra dimensions. I think we are going through an ordinary (for our universe) shift. I think that the age of Aquarius is still upon us. I don’t think it was just this past set of aspects that I wrote about that would have sealed the deal. Pluto will be moving into Aquarius March 23, 2023, to June 11, 2023, [because of retrograde] then from January 20, 2024, until September 1, 2024, then [due to retrograde] from November 19, 2024, to March 8, 2043. This will be the next epoch. Epochs don’t change suddenly. Also the path is not linear; it’s a spiral. We are humans, so we probably won’t even realize we were living in the age of Aquarius until retrospectively. However, I do have a knack for seeing ahead. It’s not like clockwork, but neither is weather. A weather pattern can change at the blink of a butterflies wings (or an eye). <–see what I did there with the butterfly effect? The point is, we still watch the weather to help us plan. It’s okay. It doesn’t make us “god-like” to do so. Quite the opposite–same with astrology. It’s humbling. That’s why the astrologers that I know, do it.
Personal statement: I am not afraid of the future. I do not fear technology. Technology has been so much fun. If I were to have had kids when I was any younger, I would have missed out on a whole lot of amazing things that are yet to come. Things that have already happened that make every kind of convenience for me as a “young” mother (or older mother of a young child). I am incredibly hopeful for the future; and I do not fret over politics at this time. There was a time when the pandemic seemed as though it was going to “break us all apart.” But here’s what I think: We are much, much stronger than that. We can use our longings for the past and simplicity to bring out the best in the future. I am so excited for what’s to come. I live with the future ❤ and it something that we can make. There are ways we can live more simply, and I think each one of us has to choose the path for each one of us. That means, too, that the kids choose for themselves. This is their future. Please read my blog post and see what I wrote there.
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.
*Unconditional* This poem has me in a loving gasp for air that meets me in the center of my soul and gently says “let go” and burrows in for a longer show of moving Spirits inward, connecting joining in my heart the real of love.
Themes of self love emerged throughout my blogging experience the past 11+ years. I accidentally stumbled onto the poem I wrote this morning while I was trying to email subscribe to another blog. I was getting an error message which took me down a rabbit hole which led to me deleting a number of pending requests. The pending requests led to others’ inactive blogs. At the bottom of the well, so to speak, I saw that somehow I was subscribed to my own post, a poem, called, “Unconditional.” This wasn’t my intended reblog post for the day. So I will add it as bonus material. I hope you can find the love in it, for you.
This isn’t really a reblog because I don’t think I ever blogged about the drawings that I’ve had up on my WordPress blog, on the right side. If you are looking at my blog through your phone app, you might not even see them.
Back when I was a teenager, I used to draw figures for $5 at the local college with a live model. It was like a 3 hour session. Amazing, right?! I always enjoyed drawing the skeleton in art classes, and my other favorite was drawing for biology classes in middle school and anatomy and physiology class in high school.
The lower drawing is from after about a 20 year hiatus in drawing. It’s a still life. Since then I’ve had another 6 year hiatus–with little to no drawing. There have been occasional attempts to be regular about it, but those attempts failed with my other studies and general life stuff. I think in 2023, I’ll make drawing a priority again. I’m hoping to come back as an artist one day soon. I have a lot of ideas and really do enjoy making art. I’m slowly preparing the place for it in my life where I can really dig in. Back in my early 20s I had an installation exhibit in Pittsburgh as part of a shared vision. I know I can begin again anew, and I look forward to it. Thanks for viewing and reading.
I just noticed that I’m publishing this blog post at 11:11 on 11/11/22 Wow, that wasn’t even planned until the last minute 🙂
When first I met her I needed a relationship that wouldn’t pursue me, in the usual way. I needed an intimacy that moved with me, as I moved. ~ She will not lead you to still waters, nor even ask you to take a drink. she doesn’t even care if you pursue her. She just […]
Full Moon in Scorpio, May 17, 2011 (As occurring on Kauai, Hawaii @ 1:09am, may be the 18th elsewhere) Look back. Don’t go back. The moon shines at night, it is reflecting the conscious light of the sun; and Moon, she takes her shape from the positions of the Earth and Sun as they […]
It might be a Taurus eclipse that we recently had, but it’s still a Scorpio month!! Here’s a post that when I wrote it was very popular (by the standards of 2011, I guess). Well, anyways– Here’s the nod to you, Scorpio. It’s really your month, after all. 🙂 Happy Birthday to all the Scorpios out there who are reading. We are celebrating all month for the many, many Scorpios in our lives who have birthdays: in my married family and in our preschool family. Yay!
Happy Peppering to all those Cheer Peppers and their other friends, too!
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