Go Go Goddess

Ravi Shankar

Hello Happy Friday. A lovely Spring like day here. A day that was gifted me in my Spring break from school I had committed to work today, but alas it got cancelled so change of plan. Oh and I cannot read the text embedded in the image but bless them for sharing the image. I have been listening to my favorite astrologers this fine morning trying to get an idea of what is up? Sometimes the understanding is beyond me. The image and title allude to the Virgo Full Moon on March 12. I will share a few links below. One is from The Leo King, David Palmer, my son (from another mother) actually we have never met except on FB but I just feel like David is my son. lol He has his new fiancee on the show with him and it made me so happy. lol Crazy huh? I was happy he had chosen well.

The Leo King

Venus Retrograde & Full Moon

Full Moon in Virgo; Time to Enter Warrior Mode

 I was enjoying my magical garden patio, which as I have shared is darn near Xanadu to me. I was drawn to water my trees and plants, I just love the connection that you get with nature while doing such a simple task. I had created a puddle of mud at the foot of the patio, and I was compelled to just put my feet in and squish it around. If you haven’t done this in awhile, do it. Afterward I see my foot imprints left behind, sort of cool. It took my thoughts to the footprint of the guru, perhaps as I was listening to Ravi Shankar at the time. Honestly I have been hoping for a butterfly sighting . . . the day is young.

Also I have my outdoor kitty’s baby daddy to contend with, this Tom cat is huge, I mean at night he will scare you with his howl and scary gold eyes, he must be part Siamese or Persian as he has long hair, which is grey and white spots, and a slightly smushed face. Did I mention his howl would wake the dead and he is huge? I have named him Brutus. Both of his male offspring, Prince Fu, who is now named Carl, as I understand, and his brother Frankie, look like him. Brutus needs to be trapped and fixed, Pray for a good outcome for Brutus and all concerned.

Oxford deadline has come and gone but I still haven’t taken the flyer from my wall and it still has some unknown relevance, My tale bone is still sore but much better. Merlin, wizards, fairies and Tors still paint my minds imaginings. I have a unit yet to plan for my Methods of Teaching Language class, I am thinking “Unit of Thrones” one that would include Arthurian Grail Lore, Sir Gawain and the Green Knight, a book of choice either, The Wicked Day, or any of Mary Stewart’s, Merlin Trilogy, Silver Eve (A YA novel female protagonist) or The Mist of Avalon. I would like to include Shakespeare, but a unit is 3 or 4 weeks, even the above is ambitious.

So I best get to scholarship essay writing. My internship is going real well but I am having a tough go of it in my Modern Grammar class so good vibes in that direction, or aka prayers etc… Much love everyone be well. The John Lennon lyrics, “strange days indeed” just popped in my head this morning, and the song lyric does not really fit the mood of the day which is light but nonetheless I share the song it may have a message (Oh of course there is the Shankar Lennon connection).

Nobody Told Me

Namaste

Shanti

Peace & Love

Here I Love You

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Here I Love You

Sometimes I get up early and even my soul is wet.
Far away the sea sounds and resounds.
This is a port.

Here I love you.
Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain.
I love you still among these cold things.
Sometimes my kisses go on those heavy vessels
that cross the sea towards no arrival.
I see myself forgotten like those old anchors.

The piers sadden when the afternoon moors there.
My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose.
I love what I do not have. You are so far.
My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights.
But night comes and starts to sing to me.

The moon turns its clockwork dream.
The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
And as I love you, the pines in the wind
want to sing your name with their leaves of wire.

Pablo Neruda

Painting by Anna Razumovskaya

Lost Boy

 

B Top

Fairy splash

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Hello my friends. I hope this day finds you in peace & joy. Here in the US we have Labor Day on Monday, so no work or school for us. I need the time to try and get caught up on all my homework, reading, watching, writing, and making presentations. I can honestly say that school has changed me in only the first couple of weeks. That is sort of awesome.

I just finished reading a beautiful piece of literature, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe. It is the second of ten YA, (Young Adult) novels I will be reading this semester. It is an “American Book Award Winner,” by Benjamin Alire Saenz. Here is how it starts, or an excerpt from the first page.

“I was fifteen.

I was bored.

I was miserable.

As far as I was concerned, the sun could have melted the blue right off the sky.”

The story is tender, turbulent, heartfelt, and poetic. I highly recommend it. Have a hanky handy.

Galactic New Year

diy-fluid-watercolor-abstract-artIndian Meditation Music

 Based on the Heliacal Rising of Sirius, the Galactic New Year is always July 26~

The Galactic New Year on July 26th, 2016
launches us into The Blue Spectral Storm Year!

I Dissolve in order to Catalyze Releasing Energy
I Seal the Matrix of Self-Generation
With the Spectral Tone of Liberation
I am Guided by My Own Power Doubled.

In terms of the Galactic Frequencies, this year has much intensity in store for us! The energies of The Spectral Storm may not always be comfortable, but we can be assured that this year is bringing a Storm of Liberation, catalyzing necessary changes that ultimately allow for greater well-being. We are reminded to embrace and celebrate purification, catharsis, and upheaval as cleansing forces that clear the way for regeneration and renewal. Let us trust in the constructive de-construction process that may unfold this year. Let us welcome a new circulation of energies, rejoicing as it brings new configurations and empowering breakthroughs.

This is the Time to access the force of your inner spark as your ultimate source of power; to unleash the lightning of your soul; to be the calm eye of the storm amidst potent inner and outer transmutations and shifts of all kinds!

The vibration of Spectral is here to liberate us into new realms of possibilities by urging us to allow energy to travel as it needs; to embrace seeming chaos; to release rigidity, control, and fixations; to dissolve old structures and routines; to shed limitations, fears, and identities from the past.
This is the Time to welcome a new freedom, and celebrate the emergence of a greater, full-spectrum wholeness!

The Blue Storm Year calls us to be awakened Thunderbeings; agents of electric passion and purpose; alchemists of energies; empowered self-generators; embodiment’s of stillness dancing; lucid World-Changers living from our centers of calm resilience.

As we spiral through this annual cycle, allow the codes of Galactic Time to keep you connected to your center; to guide and inform your journey wherever it takes you; and to help you see the unfolding events of this world through the lens of cosmic evolution…

Article @ The Galactic Calendar

Life Is Bigger

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R.E.M.

Oh life, it’s bigger
It’s bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I set it up

That’s me in the corner
That’s me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don’t know if I can do it
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I haven’t said enough

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour
I’m choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt, lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I set it up

Consider this
Consider this, the hint of the century
Consider this, the slip
That brought me to my knees, failed
What if all these fantasies come
Flailing around
Now I’ve said too much

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream

That’s me in the corner
That’s me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don’t know if I can do it
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I haven’t said enough

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try
That was just a dream
Just a dream
Just a dream, dream

Art

Gwen Duda

I did not realize that Micheal Stipe was a visual artist and a director, as well as a singer-songwriter. This song and video from 1991, is just as relevant, and current 25 years later. That video is a very nice bit of film-making.

Contemplation of Renewal

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Internal Flight

Estas Tonne

Art

Jeff Jag

 

Happy Birthday Blue Butterflies & OM

APPLES IN A PURPLE BOWL

APPLES, LEMONSAND RED FLOWERS

IMG_9970 copy Brushes in Sauce can

Have your Birthday Cake by the Ocean

(Couldn’t resist)

Happy synchronicity abounds on May 25th, annually. It is my Fourth Year Blogiversary. My very first friend here at Word Press was om, and her blog, EyesOfOdysseus, was my first followed, or one of the first, and today happens to be her birthday as well. Imagine that, and we only discovered this synchronicity last year. om is a very good friend, who I cherish, and love dearly.

So Happy Birthday to om, and to my blog, bluebutterfliesandme~

I know that we have a great year in store for us!

Thank you everyone who supports me here. I wish I had more time to visit and read you all. You all have great stories, articles, insights, inspiration, talent, and so on. I mean it, and I do value you. I am humbled by everyone. Lots of Gratitude & Big love~

 

Namaste

Sindy

Once again all three paintings by the mega talented, Elizabeth Blaylock.