Peek a-Boo! I see you! 🌕

Hellooo

I’ll still be back in June, but this playful Sagittarian Full Moon 🌕 I cannot let slip away without even just a small amount of commentary. Normally everything Jupiterian is super-sized. If you are like me you have a whole list of problems that you are working on. Let’s call them “projects” to make them sound more like fun.

Venus is conjoining Jupiter and these are known as the big “benefics” of the planets, bestowing grace and spirituality, wealth, opulence and beauty. Jupiter is known as an amplifier. However the unpredictable, zip-zippy fast and out-of-the-blue planet Uranus is tightly in the mix! Good or bad? Toss away your duality, install the Yin-Yang. ☯️ Each contains its opposite!

Well, for us: we are forced into an unexpected kitchen remodel. I’m not happy about it because i have to borrow money to get it done and therefore being in more debt is not ideal. And mostly I’m not happy about it because it only one of several expensive projects we have to do just for our house, either to remediate water damage or prepare for the next season’s onslaught of water. Or, to fix things that are broken which seems to be non-stop. The living day-to-day in the most expensive city, is plenty on its own.

Lots of unknowns in the economy right now. Dare I mention the presidential election coming up in November which I know most of us are just, focusing on ourselves and our own little bubble of world we can manage.

My point is that: Joy and abundance is not about our circumstances. Our circumstances in this quickly developing and changing world (Uranus is involved in all of this in Taurus!!) the unpredictably of life is the mainstay. I’m not sure why any of us ever expected security or ease, but life is more dynamic than that. Maybe some of our ancestors enjoyed something called “steady, slow, growth” for one generation or two. But, our lives with Pluto in Aquarius are erratic, and require so much more flexibility from us than ever before. Uranus in Taurus is changing the Earth and resources as we know them, fundamentally. Structures are in mid take apart while the new ones are not stabilized and fickle. Can’t hang your hat anywhere!

So where’s the advantage here? Jupiter is also all about opportunities!

For me, it’s humor and focusing on every advantage as my own mainstay. I take the punches and kicks and whacks of life to be enabling me to finding deeper and more constructive forms of self care, love, and compassion for my fellow humans and animals, plants and fungi. I find even more presence for myself in my own ups and downs and allowing myself to respond and navigate with little to no self judgment as the new role model for me.

The abundance is in us. It’s in our capacities!!

The unity of our consciousness is real, even despite if our circumstances don’t change, or our pain is perennial, or even if the unexpected lightning strike zaps our blueprints for our wildest and most well-planned of dreams contained detailed and intricate back up plans- A through Z!

See through it all! Know thyself.

Give yourself a BIG HUG with this full moon as you navigate the adventure of just living on this planet. To live is to risk. Your organism is stronger than you know, your mind and spirit is more wildly imaginative than you can predict, and your health can always improve despite whatever state you find yourself in.

If you find yourself low on hope or living on an island of doubt and skepticism, stinky fumes for thoughts, find your nearest oasis, your easiest chuckle.

What joke gets you every time?

Where are you ticklish?

What was the funniest most absurd thought you ever had?

Let the imagination work to your advantage this full moon! 🌝 ♐️ Be like a sponge in water and watch your capacity expand. Soak it up! Life is for the living, put a dance in your step even if it’s dancing around ashes. Know that a fortune can raise in less time than a blink of an eye. A bat of an eye-lash. In a quantum entanglement awareness moment, you can see you really are hitched to a star ⭐️ and the magnetism of your love 💗 is willing to deliver your best kept dreams for your highest and best good.

All my love to you ! See you in June! ⭐️😆🥰🤣🌌

🧲

Ka

Be Back in June!

Helloooo friends, writers, artists and creatives!

Happy May! This is one of my favorite times of the year. We have special BIG 5th birthday to celebrate, visitors, and wrapping up of the school year at the beginning of June. We are moving into the summer season with a whole lot of verve. My business away from blogging is growing and the energy work is flowing! How is everyone?

Happy Belated Birthday to my other May birthday friends~!

In the meantime, I’m having fun letting my muses organize for what will be in June. Looking forward to connecting with you all soon!

Today and every day

my lips are poised to say

open up your mind

to find the tender rhyme

that fuels and flows

with fire and light

that moistens the hard

that tempers the bright

the finds the yin inside

the yang

that lives the breath of

simple song.

Love and hugs~

Ka

P.Ssst: You can check out my new website: http://www.m-helix.com I’m still not merging my blog with my business, because my blog is still just about fun and art, connecting etc… but eventually, I when merge is most natural, organic and pleasing to do so: I will. ❤

Poem 30, Day 30

As our world crumbles we

Must each take a stand

Strengthen our relationships

Build our reserves,

and lovingly band.

.

We are not alone if we find

And honor each other

So many of us in the face of these

extreme world changes,

including the weather

.

we just want peace together

.

What can we blame:

politicians, voters?

The messed up matrix

of the world stage deceivers?

Ruling oligarchs creating fear

and subjugation believers?

anarchists and nihilists

what is now an extremist?

misinformation, misdirection, missing

the shared purpose around what means

freedom.

.

Is it the new scenery

that Spaceship earth is

transiting?

A cosmic bad neighborhood

with bad vibes disastering?

.

I suggest this is part of our evolution.

This is a painful experience of dissolution.

The chaos before the clarity, the dusking before the dawning. But I don’t like it!

.

I suggest we don’t blame our hearts. I suggest we make peace with ourselves from the start.

I suggest we honor what’s thriving within us.

We turn our attention to our own dominion.

We strive for inner balance and communion.

.

The greatest defiance now is to fixate on, and to promote hope. While also maintaining the awareness of scope. What we believe matters, if not our energy will indeed fall a-scatter.

To see with clear eyes and to cling to what is right, loyal, true and what matters.

.

Keep your pulse on what makes you able to continue…get up, go on,

decide to thrive!

I didn’t plan on ending with such intensity. The muse took me here. The poem dissolved at times, too. The guidance for me is clear. I honor the muse and muses which helped me get 30 poems in/out this month—one poem per day.

Now there’s a processing moment, maybe many moments. Too soon to tell.

Write your hearts out. Write from you as you. No matter what you have to say, you are expressing in your own way. A poem is a kind vessel. The gentlest gift to give oneself. I am grateful for the ability to lift my own weight to share my heart, and all the further magick that shifts me into a new being, as I explore through my journey with life, while sharing the inspirations along the way.

Thank YOU for being here!

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 28, Day 28

A Belgium Blonde beverage

On a hot spring day,

After a hike along the cerulean

Ocean meeting the azure sky

The way to calm waves inside

are painted with exercise,

carved like sanded walls and banks

eroded ego

A surrendering to each wave

Of awakening

I live a dream within a dream

Born of such imagining

Full of taste, flavors, and surprises

There is no way out, but through the

Corridor of allowance

Each day a liberation and a shackle in a new way

Unfolding my path in pain, fatigue

Or flying through new highs, and revelations

I can only raise hands to thank

The same skies for chaperoning me

Through new levels of

Awakening bliss

Poem 26, Day 26

feather flows

on water’s tread

the texture of ripples

from ducks’ swimming

maneuvers

.

the moss on the bank

with another layer of

fine hairs ascending up

beyond its ground cover,

velvety-rich and green

.

damp soil from

morning rain

the kind of rain that

eases the mind’s response

to a new

day

and suggests rainboots

.

once more a cuddle delays

putting on the lights,

opening smooth curtains,

and revealing the misted vistas

beyond window’s inside light reflection

softening and aglow

.

steep the tea in a kettle

for longer,

saturating, steaming

then tasting a

rendering of flowers

on an untouched palate,

.

thus begins the day.

Poem 25, Day 25

I said yes again

To more action

More spark

More passion

.

I said yes to open books

TBRL lists in spades

Scheduling my time

And looking under nooks

.

And crannies for

More to heal the fabric

Of my silken mind

With pulls and snags

And places where the flow

Gets stuck

.

There’s gotta be a yes

around every corner that

Gets us into trouble, and duly

Gets us out of said trouble

With a wiggle and giggle

And some more Yes,

.

A no is just as good.

when understood

It speaks peace in volumes

And slows the divine time

Into manageable parts and

Starts over, when ready.

.

But. This time. Again.

I said yes.

I said yes to this mess.

All of it, and to unraveling

and to giving my time away

as though

It doesn’t end…

Mercury stations direct again today. Aries sparks continue to fly. April has been a whirlwind. May you enjoy your birthdays ahead, and your springtime joys! Have some fun for me, too! 😆

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 21 Day 21

I am

Surrendering to

Rosewater and saffron

apples

while quaffing baby blue

and pink skies

white puffy clouds growing

with squinted eyes

Twinking and winkling

in the hues of rue

The fields of sun’s love

Satisfies my desire to run

With arms wide out

A breezy fun,

to run about,

To slow then roam

My nervous system at home

The sense of peace collecting

In degrees of openness softening

laying in soft Corsican mint grass

arms and legs out like a star ⭐️

Surrendering to

Eternity

“Poem 20” Day 20

He took away my voice

Because I wasn’t good enough for him

My vulnerability

Didn’t matter.

My wings were easily clipped

Because I had not yet developed my

Center.

So my voice disappeared

🌌🌟

One day, I will rise

From the dead

silent

Music-less dungeon

where I was sunken, captive

for too long.

Until then,

I just whisper

And consider

what will heal this

Overwhelmed chironic

Taurean wound.

I see echos of her

spacious flying delight,

but still, she is not here.

Her desire has not fully

woken.

Poem 19 Day 19

The Medicine way

The gift you gave me

as your conduit

fresh fruit

Ready made magic marker

from the invisible pen of the divine

Sparkler

Each soul I serve

Adds light to my footsteps

Traces grace to my smile

So much love

So much peace

Rains down on me

The roots from the ground rise

Up and join thee

Nourish us

You, medicine hands,

Have shown me guidance

Shown me the

limitless source

of blossoming

Humbling me

Bringing me to my knees

In gratitude,

The opportunity

To soul-climb

Ascension, raising vibrations

In all dimensions, no negations

Secret serenade with

Jupiter and Uranus amplifies inventions

With intentions

I let it flow

My voice speak low

Oscillates,

The drum of my belly

The sound descending,

The spirit incarnating,

The Earth reforming,

My lips entraining,

We are re-gaining,

Ground.

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.