Ye with noble goals!

Today is not January 19th! It is a Monday, and it is January 25th 2016! Yes, it’s Mercury’s stationing direct period. When do you feel the effects? You tell me! 3 days +/- Which means: ________ ? Symbols and non-sequiturs.

On the lighter side – as we rock forward onto Mercury’s funny shadow. I saw K9 from (the OLD DR. WHO)’s image on my wall next to my night table last night. This oughta be a fun and wacky Mercury retracing its steps forward-style. After all, why not?! Get your tech on! I’m awaiting the arrival of my lens mount so I can hook up my old lenses onto my new camera.

Good Morning!  “Blessing is the Art of Harvesting the Wisdom of the Invisible World.” John O’ Donohue. I’d like to add that sometimes the blessing is written on the white-board. But I will get to that later. First a short story:

While decidedly joining in the #Blesstival wave at Sophia’s Children on January 10, and preparing a blessing post to reverberate into our resonate cyber field, immediately the words of John O’ Donohue came to mind from his Beannacht/Blessing. There’s not one year’s transition, in recent years, that I have not seen this poem or heard it spoken. So, I wanted to bring it here, just to be sure it continues to lead in my heart and mind in the coming days.

On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.
And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets in to you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green,
and azure blue
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.

When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.

May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.

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As John O’Donohue’s reverberated in my mind for several days, I was delighted to awake and see that Jamie had posted some of his words yesterday, “Take Refuge In…”

So as I sat to pen my contribution to the #blesstival wave, I thought further about the photograph that I had taken at the local gym last night. It came across to me as a blessing, and I was inspired to share it with our readers. I wasn’t sure how I would tie it together, but then I realized ~ when I saw Jamie’s post this morning ~ there’s a reminder to me that all has already been set together, and our blessing is to simply illustrate the beauty put before us through our living and joining in!

May this year be as magical and sparkly for you as it has been for me! This year and always!

Here’s a healthy food blessing, Images by Ka Malana

Fire of love
consumes the rotten,
putrid mess
of Autumn
From deep Winter’s
fiery hearth.

She anoints us with a
peculiar oil.
So that we can really burn
away what has come before us,
and hardened.

Loves beads are hot
and have memories
of surface tension.

All corrupted thoughts
are doused out
and consumed by this
ancient moon, again.

We have come clean

and can walk on water.

I noticed myself doodling for the New Year. Also, this is a first post from my phone. It works!

11:11

Peace!

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.

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/

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.