verdancy,
fresh tendrils,
spiral spun.
jewel of the woods
flourishing’s begun.
The slow twist of the mist
from rainforest’s rug,
where vines like anchors
can swing and tug,
from delirious duff
to dizzy canopy
airy soars,
treetop balcony.
air so dense and
wafting streams,
leaf cutters crawling
among sunbeams.
nightime jaguar
onyx-blue flickering
stalking past trees,
she’s writing the
rainforest’s grimoire.
The morning
Is richer when
coffee is brewing
and the steam is
mixing with the
frosty windows
A little voice opens
the cash register “Ka-ching”
sells you a turtle from
your living room
and bonus surprise is
It’s a turtle baby inside
You give her cash but
she says her shop is free
and so you insist, I better pay
thee
How else is a shop gonna be?
The morning is yawning
with crusty eyes
that coffee doesn’t fix
tired sighs
but on a warm wash cloth
one relies
Good morning loves
the day’s a dove
cooing in the warmth,
apricity
winter lingers longer
making bird song
stronger,
Coffee. Water. Warmer,
Cinnamon for sure.
I’m hoping that the spacing turns out better than it did with my last post. I have written the poem in notepad and copy and pasted here. That changes the layout.
spirit diving deeper
into the ravine
a black opening
whence
this void holds the choice
in virgin dust it forms
for an emerging pregnancy
to incarnate
and send ripples
through the curves of space-time
tap tap on
the black top hat
the magician weighs
the rabbit beforehand,
make sure it fits
a universe inside it.
**
Moving through this challenge! Let see what tomorrow brings! It’s actually more fun to write poetry when all I have is a few moments. 🤪🎩🐇
unzip your star
and open up to your light
with the frequency of now,
step into photons anew
as you are able to.
Can you,
pause,
and put your hand to your wrist?
Feel around that palpable twist
to hear your inner drum,
rah-pum, rah-pum-pumm,
eclipse is not so far away
on Monday,
the solar star
is for a moment dark
to reset
your time frames
speak up from your heart-sonnet
listen from your inner ear planes
if you don’t know what to do,
a poem is always true.
Earth alive
worshiping jive
watch the birds
when the sun’s
obscured
listen to the sound of their
curiosity?
wtf happened to the
luminosity?!
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?
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
My Body is a poem, a place, a magic
I want to be everywhere
but my space is mostly packed-in
here
San Diego’s blood vessels
San Diego’s bone
maintains my home
with lite neurochemistry
density does appear
sparks within me
ligaments and teeth anchor me
strapping together my earthen loam
calcium channels help me roam
with acetylcholine, fascia
Piezoelectric-nourished dome
my ocean-heart pumps life in aquamarine
I sailed here first with my mind, never seen
almost everywere I dream
becomes true
true-blue, with
Faith.
A magical carpet ride through the fabric
of space
and time
allowing for rhyme
allowing for choice,
This voice
and most of all, more dreams take place:
Here.
Now.
San Diego’s air.
I stretch my leg from left to right
Make sure each set of toes are in sight
I reach to the right. I reach to the left.
Past each shin, beyond its crest
I reach my hands out,
loosen grip, within without
Bring my hair down;
Nose to my knees,
falling gradually,
straightening my crown
Bowing down to the roots of trees
Next I try to occupy the space of a split
still out of reach, I admit
Getting closer to the floor
Trialing each maneuver with my core
Breathing through each pore…
This is my first poetry day 1, for 30 poems in 30 days: one poem per day. I used the prompt “out of reach.” Using prompts to write anything is new to me. I think I tried once with a short story. So I am literally stretching myself. So how perfect for this to be my first poem! I hope to make it back tomorrow, and the day after that, and after that….
Happy writing!
P.S. Happy Mercury Retrograde! 🌟⭐️🌟
I wrote a dream on a page
a day ago
but lost its essence and lost its
glow
What I do know
is that it will come back in
Another form
waiting patiently to
be born.
Friends,
Challenges have always held a certain appeal for me. I like to choose them. Which ones and when. Ra Avis over at her poetess’ home blog: https://rarasaur.com sent a message to the Cheer Peppers on Facebook for a Poem a Day challenge through the month of April.
I’m going for it. Yesterday was my teaser day. My attempt. It was partially written, and then completely lost. I know that when I gently invite myself into the challenges of my choosing, especially alongside of others (because I can and have ‘gone it alone’ for probably an eternity.). It’s always better with friends!
💗🙏🏼
So fire up your poetry-makers! Open up the hatches. Get that kite out and read for the wind
Fly
🪁
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
.
It’s another day and another set of circumstances for all of us. Pre-Mercury retrograde shadow begins in just a few days and emotions are getting stirred up. The eclipses are coming up with lunar and then the solar eclipse on April 8. I know many people who are traveling for eclipse viewing.
The one back in May 2012, we saw it at Canyon De Chelly. I felt it so viscerally and watched the birds react. Seeing this solar eclipse in such an expansive setting, as I was migrating across the United States to my new home in California, was riveting.
I’m comfortable staying at home nowadays. I have seen/experienced enough excitement for a good while.
All of my senses are calling me inward even as Spring is Springing. I believe I am still wanting to rest in the middle of the seasons. I’m allowing the rest to fill me up and meanwhile, emotionally, I am hosing myself down and clearing out. Clearing is a rich practice.
I inadvertently did some Spring cleaning. I can’t wait to do more, but not after some more decent rest.
This Chameleon card I picked for today is just perfect as I focus deeper into my meditation and pivot where pivoting is needed. I’m using the “Irish jig” as my inspiration for the movements I will be doing in the coming month—keeping it light, keeping it bag-pipey and spirited!
That Pisces New Moon had me so deeply appreciative of my own awakening and inner resources. I was fully in my own circle of love. It was a real treat to behold. I’ve never quite experienced it in that way before, so I know I am deepening into new levels of “sinking in.”
What a gift it is to breathe, walk, talk, and take everything in with our senses. May you find your inner golden treasures past the leprechaun’s reach, and sometimes Because of the leprechaun. 🍀 Follow your rainbow 🌈 into what is unique just for you. Spend time making shapes of the clouds and telling a story about them. Fill your heart up with hope in all those dark spaces of raw wounds. Know that you are not alone. You are never alone! Snuggle in & fasten your seatbelt. The scenery grows richer as we traverse through Space on our gorgeous globe of Earth.
The above is my photo, from the first captured image of my journey with energy and life from a low stance. It’s unclear which MA I am practicing here, but it might even be karate inspired. I adored the Karate Kid but it wasn’t until I was in my late twenties until I got started. I wanted to start earlier so badly, though. If you have any Mars/Moon connections in your natal chart. Martial arts is an EXCELLENT channel.
Today is a big day. My daughter is taking her first MMA class, and it’s gonna be a trial. We are gonna see if she loves it. I feel like this is one of those “peak” moments in life. For some people it’s a belt. For me, it’s the evolution of my family tree. 🌳 It’s the development of connections and the skill sets for survival, discipline and dedication to a higher cause/purpose. For me it’s the passion of devotion, and finding ancient traditions for me wasn’t something that was “directly” handed down. I did practice yoga with my mother as a child. These were critical moments that seeded in me the desire to intermittently practice yoga informally for the rest of my life. I almost now have a daily practice without even considering it “formally, I do yoga, daily.”
Blessings and gratitude for all my teachers. 🙌🏻🌻 🙏🏼💗🥋☀️🙌🏻
May all beings be free
All this past week, and probably longer, I’ve had tech tech tech non-stop snags and delays, broken products, broken dishwasher, the list is so extensive, I really don’t feel like writing about it. Could it be transiting Mercury Conjunct Neptune in my 1st house?! Very likely! This is helping me in some unseen way tap into talents and skills in tech that I haven’t even wanted to explore. 😂 so here we are, making the best of it!
Thanks for being here! 🌻☀️
Slowly breathing in and breathing out
Silent muster within, without
Sitting until there’s no hurry, no fury
Sitting within the smell of curry
Slightly warm, the buzz begins
Surfacing air, the morning’s thin
Soaking skin the sound of kin
Saturated, connected, loving within.
Other people.
There is no control over other people
and thank goodness for that!
People might misunderstand you because of their own
clouds. Should they lash out at you, with anger, fear, confusion
know that
it is because
of their own, unhealed pain.
Projection is real—> But it doesn’t touch you with anything
other than sadness. Grief. No relationship with people who cannot
be relating to anyone besides their own shadows.
Will they heal it?
Still not yours to heal for them.
It’s their job.
Their lives.
This piece, I just finished it. I see two different beings who are standing back to back with the landscapes within each of them unique and enchanting. They are complementary figures. The smaller (perhaps younger) head on the right has more of horizontal landscape inside. The one on the left (the elder) has vertical lines of energy, suggesting that the inner landscape is even more inward and downward facing/within. One could even suggest that this figure is facing the past (left) and the figure on the right is facing the future, the East—what is new on the horizon. They both share a central golden beam. It supports them. The swirls guide the eyes off of the image and into the beyond, so the movement just flows. Green provides this on-going, penetrating fertility.
As we move closer to the Full Moon in Virgo, with a very strong Piscean chart (Sun, Saturn, Mercury, Neptune) all in Pisces opposes the Full Moon in Virgo.
The 3 planets (Stellium) in Aquarius are Pluto, Mars/Venus are squaring Uranus and Jupiter in Taurus.
That’s where the chart might demonstrate some need to actively balance the energies. However upon closer inspection there are natural harmonies with the trine aspects of the Pisces Sun/Saturn to the Taurusian placed planets of Jupiter and Uranus which are also in loose trine aspect to the Virgo Moon.
There is opportunity for the values and needs to be balanced spiritually through the habits and rituals of the Virgo moon. That is, this —and arguably all Virgo Full Moons—offer more awareness of health and service as it relates to the Spiritual goals, bonded with the material goals. It is time to unify and make more ‘realized’ the material relationship we have with spirituality. It’s simply not just ethereal, elusive Piscean experiences. How we engage with the real world, the Earth signs, greatly influences what we manifest. Use your solar discipline to ground with your ideals so you are living as a demonstration of your highest values and not the ones imposed on you by the pressures of the culture and society. Make your dreams real by developing rituals and habits which demonstrate with regularity your spiritual commitment.
Finally, this North Node transit with Chiron in Aries (Ruler of 1st house of identity), gives us a bit of meditation, for the willing, on how self-identity has been both wounded/healed.
My family has been and will be adding more meditation to our daily routine as a shared activity. How will you intentionally share your dreams/Spirituality (Pisces) with your community (Aquarius), in a practiced way (Taurus) with service/dedication (Virgo)?
Fiesta Estrellas 
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