My ‘voice’ has returned; and, I am about to embark on another inward journey. I’ve begun receiving some information, so I thought I’d write early about the solar eclipse- as it has arrived within me. I have that feeling of excitement. There’s newness unfolding. There’s a question of what’s around the bend. There’s faith (Neptune) and patience (Saturn) in the process of Chiron’s wound-healing (Saturn trine Neptune conjunct Chiron). Eclipses happen because of the moon’s lunar nodes. See previous post and google whatever you need to supplement the information provided here. The North Node is the head of the Dragon, and the South Node is the tail of the dragon. I’ve been following the nodes since I was in my early twenties because I was born during a balsamic moon phase, 3 days before a solar eclipse. I will not describe what that means here. Let’s just say it’s unstable energy (eclipse) and relates to my old soul (moon).
“What cannot be said will get wept.” -Sappho
This solar eclipse is cast for Pacific Time. I did all the charts in the beginning of the year, and I believe in local resonance. In fact, I believe in long-range resonance too. I can only speak from where I am. I am both personality and higher consciousness – indivisible.
May only those who would receive and experience this message as a gift read these words. The words are carriers for the divine seed. They are sealed with love and open to many who would receive by grace.
The message I received is… use no force... just drift through this process with as little resistance as possible. keep your faith. There are many gifts on the other side of this passage.
I’ve come to see that these eclipses and transits are really ‘passages’ or liminal states. Walking through an eclipse is like leaving one universe for another one. Choose wisely while moving gracefully, for time is of the essence and the Goddess is with you. You are the night being born again and again in the light of consummate Divine. Hidden messages will open to an open heart.
Namaste
“Anything will give up its’ Secrets if you Love it Enough”
~George Washington Carver
Neptune and Venus are featured very strongly in this new moon solar eclipse on the 23rd. Neptune and Venus are expressions of the same energy. Neptune is referred to as the “higher octave” of Venus (love) and taken together they certainly reveal unconditional love.
I felt like re-blogging this today. In spirit of Aries, I’ve been embracing spontaneity. Here’s to October 8th’s lunar eclipse!
Aries/Libra nodal positions… let’s re-think this.
I previously posted this blog entry on February 2014; it is relevant because the upcoming lunar eclipse on Oct. 8 takes place in the sign of Aries; and usually, in astrology, a lunar eclipse means an ending of some sort or another. I know for me this is true, as I too am undergoing transformation.
Perhaps in this case it is the “personal will” or Mars (ruler of Aries) takes on a new balance because it has to – the relentless attempt to “get ahead” transforms into a different energy that inverts itself into supreme relief; there is no finished spiritual awakening. With a natal Mars in Libra, I’ve always been working on balancing my will power with acquiescence.
As Adyashanti speaks, “you can’t be ready for when your personal will disappears.” “it just kind of, flows out of you…”
Here’s Adyashanti’s beautiful discussion: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PeSezeHLvY4 He discusses the Different Qualities of Awakening. He also says, it’s time to find a whole new balance in life. I think that’s also the message for this eclipse. Gate Gate Paragate. “Always being, always becoming.”
In honor of this switching of the tides, I thought I’d write a little something about it. According to my trusty ephemeris, the nodes changed into Aries/Libra on February 20, 2014. While some of the new energies and themes may seem to have really changed the tone of our surrounding relationship themes, the new Libra/Aries nodal positions will be in effect up to October of 2015.
The nodal positions in our birth chart show our soul’s past and future trajectories. While this may sound like fate/destiny, it’s really only so in the sense that we are working with archetypes. There’s so much room for movement and interpretation in this expression of the archetype—such as is with astrology.
What the changing nodal positions indicate is theme for all relationships and outcomes. In essence, the nodes express the focal point for the One’s evolution, and therefore consciousness taken as a whole.
Lately, we’ve had the pleasure of hosting a most lovely cricket. For me, the presence of a cricket (inside my house) and right next to me on the couch, is usually a sign. Yes, this has happened to me before, but not exactly in the same way. I have no idea how he got inside, but I did coax him out. I want him to live!
The night he was singing the loudest, I was writing, and I needed the support. I was reaching within myself for my inner voice, feeling for it, digging deep, and really just trying to use words evenly. Crickets are special. This cricket may even be my ancestor.
In China, people have been known to keep crickets as pets.
Divine heavenly mother, I call your return into consciousness.
Illuminate my body so all that I touch, breathe, and radiate is your love.
Bring your light into my body so that beauty grows wherever I go and kindness fills the
hearts of myself and others in the warmth of your full awareness.
Amama
and so it is, and so it is
I was moved by a recent post by my blogging friend Julianne Victoria where she wrote a wonderful description of Navratri, and included a gorgeous invocation. You can visit her blog here: Navaratri – Nine Nights Celebrating the Goddess.
From Amandaseesdreams at Dreamrly., I was inspired to include a prayer I wrote from my journal back in 2009, underneath the weeping willow tree at the Little Lehigh Park in Pennsylvania.
Finally, I’m not sure who painted this image of Kuan Yin above. This is familiar artwork to me; as, I began seeing this artist in 2010. Does anyone know? Both of the images above have different signatures, although the smaller one looks like it might be the original signature. Such is the way with the new age of the internet…
The artist is appreciated even when unknown, for her works are evident everywhere.
WOW this is an interesting and heart opening compare and contrast of a photograph I took when I was in Cambodia of a woman with no hands and a huge-enormous smile on her face. I’ve been contemplating it… Haunted by it, in the best way. Thank you!!
It is also my beautiful mother’s birthday today – I am honored to be her daughter. I am grateful that she brought me into this life to learn, and to develop; in all honesty, she always encouraged me to be myself. She wanted me to become whatever it is that I wanted to become–nevertheless–I always still wanted to please her, and everyone. I thought by making other people happy, it would make me happy -maybe because this often does work out that way.
I also learned it’s much easier now. When I’m happy, other people are happy because they love me, too. They can share it with me. This was a big lesson for me. I can be bright, and it doesn’t ‘make’ anyone else feel bad or unloved. It’s my choice. It’s their choice to be happy, and to go for what makes them happy, too. I believe there is enough to go around. I choose to believe this.
This is not always possible. It’s good to have compassion and faith, and especially to hold a candle, a prayer, and a vigil for the highest manifestation of any and all beings; have love in our hearts, and let wisdom lead the way.
We have a special connection my mother and I; and, I suppose it’s a past life connection. I feel this deeply about it – and always have. I’m sure I’m not unique in this, but for just this moment, I want to honor and cherish how special my mother is to me, and let this be her day (my day for her). Deep blue is her color – and, I still remember the velvet navy blue chair I sat in as a child – that she later painted a portrait of me in it, with my father’s army hat on my 4 year old head. Recently she painted a happy portrait of me and husband, from a happy photograph of us I sent her as an instant message to her phone. You know, I know my happiness has helped her to be happy. That’s a gift that only a child could give; yet, I’m an adult. So… let it be NOW.
On Friday…
Both my husband, myself, and a small gathering met with a very special female healer, and star-connected being. She channels light language, and I’ve always felt a special connection with her, too. Our host was receptive enough to trust the call – to accept her visit. What a lovely thing – acceptance, recognition, and the presence of a gift.
My weekend was both mundane and magical. What is provided along the way is evidence in the possibility to be part of All-There-Is. We are working through the goddess transmissions, and being part of cosmic unfolding. I didn’t start the spark, but I will help it along…if I can…since I keep finding feathers… I may as well build wings.
Here’s the Sabian Symbol for Libra 2: “A new symphony is played by the orchestra; the music dramatizes racial progress from aspiration to realization.”
This New Moon in Libra is approx within a 7 degree orb of conjunction with Venus (Feminine, Sensory, Value system, Resources, Relationship) in Virgo (Health & Service, Analysis, Purity). Also, approximately within a 7 degree orb is a grand trine: Mars in Sagittarius, Uranus in Aries, and Jupiter in Leo. Holy smokes, folks! That’s fiery!
New Moon in Libra:
Let’s look at what Venus says (since it is within 7-8 degree orb conjunction of the New Moon, and it rules Libra)…and, I am actually reading ‘this’ from Venus’s opposition with Chiron in Pisces: It’s about psychic wounds, being a sponge, and the wounds we receive from the collective unconscious regarding femininity, and our inherent role as healers and nurturers (Moon square Pluto). It’s about healing racial, gender, and class divisions – seeing the spiritual (Pisces) in the material (Taurus) and the authentic balancing of the scales (Libra).
In Western astrology, Venus represents the feminine aspect as receptive. It appears that we are re-writing what ‘feminine’ is in this era, as women liberate themselves all over the world. As young women like Malala Yousafzai show us the way to be fearless in the face of real terror. As the divine feminine makes its WAY through the collective unconscious in a NEW and yet *very ancient* way.
From the mouth of Wikipedia, “In Chinese astrology, Venus is associated with the element metal, which is unyielding, strong and persistent.”
I go to the windy deck to seek out something ancient.
Or, was I called there?
The simple act of opening the portal door onto the platform of the deck, mists my face, nothing more. It is a chilly silence with the hint of a whisper. “Come closer to the edge..”
Like the wooden frame of the ship creaking under the pressure of the water, the ship speaks, directing me to the groans of my own container, moving along through the water as a heavy being.
Groaning. Old. Ancient. Made of bones, a passage from Africa to Brazil
In the middle of the ocean… fruitless death
1.7 million slaves never made it to Brazil from Africa, and can I hear the muffled screams of the dead. I can feel their floating graves underneath the bottom of the sea –so deep- yet anchorless.
This woke me.
Not one voice, but the voices of many… at night, woke me.
They said, “remember this, and take our unborn home with you. No freedom is in death, but a soul-awakened is never alone…”
It’s a full moon in Pisces on Monday and there’s a sense of aloofness to my energy these days. I want wrap myself in the energies of autumnal ART, as she guides me inward to my spiritual hearth. I am happily introverted, turned within to face my experiences, which seem to me to reach beyond any necessary words or the desire to write.
It’s been a while since I’ve sculpted with clay, but maybe even 16-year-old-me (who sculpted the nude in the picture above) wants to share this message: pick up some clay, start with what you got – the only limit IS your imagination. [Therefore, clay is not necessary.] Your imagination is the KEY to unlocking the door to limitless expansion, if you dare to harness the faith and the courage to see your vision through.
(Although the photo looks blurry, this orange-y color is the true color of the fired, yet unglazed clay.)
~“To Ka, Thank you for being a co-heart on the journey!” ~ Steve Bhaerman
In 2012, luckily, I “ran into” both Steve Bhaerman and Bruce Lipton. Isn’t it interesting how that happened? I didn’t see these co-authors at the same time, nor did I see them in the same place. In fact, I didn’t even realize until now that I met both of the authors within roughly a year’s time – a year of massive change – 2012. If I did realize it, I probably forgot it already.
I’m thinking about it now because I was witnessing so much growth and evolution, so many thoughts and ideas zipping around WordPress in the most fabulous way. I’m finding new blogs to read and making new friends and acquaintances in such a super-fast way.
It seems like there’s no person/blogger who is originating the thoughts or ideas that get shared – even in my circle, we are all sort of evolving at the same time into this new consciousness. It brings up questions like, ‘What is inspiration?’
I don’t know, but I’ll definitely add my contribution. “Talk UP to people,” says Steve Bhaerman in this video
[When I was an undergraduate I studied anthropology as I mentioned in a previous blog post, and one of the theories that came up for inquiry was about how biological structures can independently evolve. This is referred to as Convergent evolution. If you want, you can read more about it here. It’s a super fascinating subject. In fact, I don’t really understand it! There are competing theories. http://www.princeton.edu/~achaney/tmve/wiki100k/docs/Convergent_evolution.html]
I ran into Steve Bhaerman (Swami Beyondananda) and his lovely wife at the Unitarian Universalist Church of Santa Cruz. I just “felt” like going that day. I’m very ‘random’ like that. By the way, that’s how I chose what I read in terms of blogging. As my sister says, “You always followed your heart.” It’s true; it has never underserved me. I read a quote today, it said, “an open heart is an open mind,” Dalai Llama XIV. This couldn’t be more true!
We had a very interesting conversation, Steve and his wife Trudy and I. He was kind enough to sign my copy of his book, and write: “To – Ka, Thank you for being a co-heart on the journey!”
It feels good to be on that path, knowing that I am not alone. Others have paved some roads, and I will pave my own road *while* I witness what converges.
I definitely have to take a little break everyone – a blogging break! Things are moving too fasdalai lamat. It’s time for me to leave you with Bruce and Steve. I may pop back in now and then to share some astrology updates. The rest of story-telling will likely come after much rest; and, after I’m on break from Oriental Medical school.
Much love to you all of you! Happy forward momentum!
Here is Francene Hart’s revelation about the HEART WOMAN from Sacred Geometry Cards: For the Visionary Path
“This ‘Heart Woman’ is filled to bursting with the radiance of universal love and light from within. She holds in her arms three waterlilies, which represent our potential for enlightenment, and she is surrounded by vibrant, featherlike geometry borrowed from a 2006 crop formation. She stands firm in heart essence and here represents the highest and best of all.
This card requests that you, man or woman, connect with this woman of heart and your own inner knowing and core integrity. How might you more fully embrace life’s potential and live wholly from your heart? What must come to the surface in order for you to live your personal truth?
Be not afraid. Release feelings of inadequacy and realize that by the original integrity of your soul, you are a powerful being of manifestation. You are the beloved child of God, perfect and whole, nurtured and loved. Resolve today to connect with your inner knowing and the reality of your divinity.
This brilliance is fundamental to all beings. As you let your gifts shine, you also give other people permission to do the same. As you are liberated from the worry of not being good enough, your presence will without doubt liberate others. Allowing your light to be a beacon of support and encouragement in someone’s darkness may aid in liberating them from the shadow and dullness that holds many in doubt.
Stand fully in your own inner knowing and trust in the integrity of your heart.”
~Aloha~
P.S. Here’s more about my story:
My Story
Cards: Back in 1998, I had laboriously cut out all these cards to make my own tarot card set.
Digression: At the time, I had just started as an undergraduate at university in anthropology (all of sub-disciplines interested me: linguistics, physical anthropology, cultural anthropology, medical anthropology). I took classes in each as well as astronomy. I also took very few studio arts classes, and garnered a film studies certificate with a dual degree in history of art and architecture. Global interests, I’d say, YES.
Cards: I guess I was thinking that I would create the images in that tiny little space I cut out for myself rather than make bigger paintings, and THEN scale them down to card sizes. I see now, years later, when there are lots of different types of cards on the market – that many people did this – and it was a smarter approach to make a painting first, and then to scale it down. I guess I was hoping that I could start these cards right when I had the idea, because I was really making them for myself, just me. The cards never happened. Luckily, many other people received similar inspirations, and we have so many beautiful cards on the market, and by purchasing them, I feel like I’m “housing” an artist. It takes one to know one.
Van Gogh, Temporal Lobe Epilepsy, Self-tortured
Back then, I was more into “making art” at the time, and surviving minimally. I was a tortured soul, a heavy smoker – then alcohol helped me loosen up. Luckily, again, they were temporary friends. That is, I would paint and feel artsy (angst-y for me), and mostly tortured. I had taken two classes on Van Gogh at this time, and read Van Gogh’s journals (I wasn’t even a big fan of Van Gogh), and I was like… wow… he’s really had a “hard go of it.” I remember asking, how much of this self-torture did he “create”? I also learned of the suspicion of his temporal lobe epilepsy, along with his brother Theo’s medical conditions and how those issues affected the quality of their lives, and close relationship.
NLP Thoughts
At that time, even while taking big drags of my cigarettes, I remember thinking NLP thoughts (I didn’t know it was NLP at the time). I thought, what is it that ‘i believe’ that is causing me to experience my own pain and suffering. I wonder if I can change my beliefs and have a different outcome. I remember WHERE I had this thought. I was literally ‘at an intersection’ at the corner of Forbes Ave and Bigelow Blvd, right next to Hillman Library. I was probably on my way to work there shelving books or taking slide photos of paintings in books. I also worked as an ad clerk, and as an assistant to the graphics editor for the school news paper my freshman year.
I had struggled so much in my life, just trying to find love, sanity, and a peace within myself to love. Well, the effort was worth it. I found it. It’s not a permanent condition of being invincible or enlightened; it’s just that I feel really nice in my own skin, most of the time – i also say this comparatively to older version of me – the sad heavy smoker with “so much to get over,” including those ancestral wounds that our whole family carried due to deep and tragic loss.
Hawaii ~ Aloha Forever ~
Fast forward to 2011, When on Kauai, receiving guidance to conduct ceremonies, and receiving the name ‘KA MALANA,’ meeting Kahuna’s at the most interesting of moments, and putting on the rainbow shield. One friend who I met along the way tried to name me Pukalani, and I remember giving him shit about it. I didn’t want to be “heaven’s hole” – talk about missing the point.
Fast forward again to the wedding of me and my husband on the big island, and all the amazing miracles that led up to that and continue from that. Sure, I still had struggle lots of it – but these struggles could no longer consume me. I learned the magic of “YES *and* look how beautiful nevertheless.” A story of vulnerability can be about taking your power back (from yourself – ego, whatever you want to call it), and living in your true light. Authenticity can look just like that. I quit smoking many, many years ago now. I barely remember how long it’s been. That’s how good it feels to “not look back” for anyone who wants to be where they are, still. I’ve left “old her” behind and I love her just as much as *if* I were with her. She is still me, but she need not leave me confined. For even in my dreams then, this rebirthed vision of myself was ever present. I could even see it in the natural growth at Angkor Wat, and I’m thinking back to the Dandelions in Frédéric’s beautiful post.
Seonaid’s posts are always so seriously awesome! While I had just written what I have typed here below, I paused and I found and read Seonaid’s post that I have reblogged. It feels like it’s in alignment with what I was experiencing _ but to me_ I hadn’t seen the message at the end, until now..
We are connected in ways we cannot imagine. There’s such a mystery to this experience of life that brings us everyday into the presence of love. We pass by others, we share our thoughts, our day-to-days, but there’s a clearer line of transmission, and this is the energy aspect of us that moves across space and time.
We move beyond space and time and show up at one another’s virtual doorsteps—it is actually in our hearts that we know one other intimately. The energy moves through us, and beyond us in ways we cannot imagine, lighting up grids and flowing like water into all the cracks and crevices that hold us fragmented.
We meet and greet, mapped together by energetic lattices, sewn into a tremendous quilt of story and connection.
Let every moment be endless breath-filled :::Aloha::: in the tenderness of spirit , and from the breath of Love & Life. Let us witness the gentle and tender connections we form.
I was walking yesterday, among the ancient twisted oaks, as the tail end of a hurricane swept across the land. I was sheltered on the forest floor, but high above me the branches bent and strained in the high wind, creaking and complaining. The leaves fluttered wildly in the wind stream, sounding like rushing water, and the energy of the storm excited everything. The dogs were a little wilder than normal, and all across the dry earth path, the tips of high branches lay scattered, thrown to the ground by the storm.
Then ahead my path was blocked by a sad sight. One of the ancient oaks had cracked and it’s huge old limb had fallen to the earth, still attached to the trunk. Despite the huge crack it’s leaves were still lush green, and then as I approached, I saw something amazing. Beautiful red ribbons were fluttering in the…
Fiesta Estrellas 
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