Drying Wings

I have been wanting to post but things have been crazy. Many of you are with me on Facebook so you have seen the Graduation, pics & post. For those of you who are not on FB with me I will tell you all about it. I was sick with a horrible cold for a week, my boyfriend was in the hospital (all well, no worries) and graduation was two weeks away. I got better and the following week I cleaned by badly neglected house, for my coming guest. I have never been so sore from all that cleaning, but it was so healthy. My friend, Queen Suzi, came to visit from Los Angeles and we had a great time. Graduation was everything I wanted it to be and more. It was a glorious occasion, aside from the headache I had all day, and I really had to pee. Nonetheless I stayed jubilant in the moment. My friends were awesome and gave me a great party, with music and pork ribs. They gave me cards, and gift card, and money! Friends sent cards and gifts of love from afar. A good friends sent me book from across the sea, full of poetic magic.  My boyfriend’s sister made me the most divine chocolate cupcakes imaginable. It was pretty cool beans, (if you know what I mean?) This was Friday, 11 May. Video, I am at 51:40 I think?

The following week I volunteered again at the ASU English department sponsored literacy event, Dia De Los Libros, with 450 local students. I had the opportunity to see my favorite professor, who write me an amazing referral letter, and it was fun, that was Monday. On that Wednesday I became a state certified teacher with all of my schoolmates at The Arizona State Department of Education. Then it was official. My ASU page say Degree Completed. I graduated with honors which I had worked for and I am proud of myself. I find educational accomplishment empowering. I feel confident that I am prepared for my profession.

Then the job hunt started, the first application took me two days, lol however it got easier from there. I am now preparing to interview, fun stuff. I am also thinking of teaching a couple of workshops in the near future. So yes, I have emerged from the chrysalis, and my wings are drying in the sun.

Today is Blue Butterflies & Me, 6 year Blogiversary!

And om birthday.

❤ Happy Birthday Girl ❤

Artist

Lucy Arnold

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To Be or To Be Later

Procrastination has been a constant in my existence as me. Today I saw a video by Jesse Elder, on the subject, Elder says that procrastination is a form of spiritual self-defense. I thought, “I love this guy!” because, I am a hardcore procrastinator. After I allowed the thought to ruminate I thought, “No, perhaps 10% of procrastination is a divine delay, but for me I think 90% of it is fear, either fear of failure, fear of success, or some form of irrational fear. I made efforts to meditate on it searching for its origin. I was not able to find it yet. Now when I procrastinate I am usually full of stress and guilt until I execute the “said” task at hand. This cycle makes no sense at all. I know that guilt is a useless and negative emotion, so why do I constantly self-impose it? I really want to understand this, so thank you Mr. Elder for sending me on the path of discovery.

Nine days until graduation, my robe is hanging in the closet; I just need to pickup my Honor Cords from the Registrar Office. I am excited but procrastinating on the job search. Therefore my thinking on the topic. My mom always says, “Just do it!” and I still don’t.

Dreams Allowed

It has been a bit since I have had a chance to post. The schedule of a teacher takes some getting used to. This post is a bit about everything. There is so much going on both in my life and on the planetary and universal stage. Expansion is occurring exponentially and I can see it in my day to day life, and through having a peripheral awareness of current events both secular and spiritual.

I am in Spring Break but it is only a break in my sleep schedule and that is all. I am currently studying for my state professionalism certification exam, which I could pass without studying but why chance it $80 and three hours of my time? I did take the weekend off from any school or teaching related activity, almost forgetting my weekly Reflection assignment to my ASU supervisor due every Friday night. On Saturday I just enjoyed the amazing mild weather we have in Arizona in Fall/Winter and Spring, sometimes. I messed around in the garden, fed the birds, had long talks with friends on the phone, and just chilled. My good friend, the talented Queen shared a video with me on Quantum Astrology that well coalesced all my theories and then some. This girl literally blew me away. I felt yet another layer of enlightenment and knowing. As Amanda’s says, Meru Matu is authentic and fresh. I will leave her links below.

After watching the video I spent several hours processing. All these various segments of information, mystical experiences, years of reading esoteric text, channeled information, and so on, began gelling into a new understanding of existence. In the last couple of months I have been so busy learning in practice which prior had been mostly theoretical regarding teaching, and now I am seeing theory into practice in quantum existence. It’s deep, and fun!

So today I began reading all those Education and Pedagogy text books I never read when in school, to study. Fun! Although extremely pleasant in the paradise that is my garden patio. The bird feeders are full and the kitty is fed and content and I am studying and talking to the parrots. The parrots cannot be seen but heard, so I talk to them and they answer. Then who I believe is the parrot I have named Brave Tweet, as he/she will come alone to eat, lands on the BBQ about a foot from where the cat is sitting in the chair at the table. I am sitting on the other side of the table and I am talking to the Tweet and watching the cat who is watching the bird. The parrot is super interested in me and I happen to have my phone, which usually scares them away, so I start filming. I move closer in hopes he/she flies away because the cat is so close. He/she will not. I stand and cross to where the cat is sitting and pick her up (which in itself is surprising that she let me) the bird doesn’t move, and I am still filming. It was so cool and I have proof. OMG my heart was on edge but it was amazing. If you are my friend on FB you can see the videos.

On Sunday, and after hearing Meru Matu’s talk I went to look at something on my natal chart and I miraculously could understand aspects of reading a chart that had baffled me on all prior investigations. Just the basics really but still it was different, like an epiphany or miraculous knowing. Sounds crazy but it was if if I went to do algebra and could do it. lol Reading my on natal chart was cool, and I must say accurate. It did give me a better understanding of things. I look forward to getting a Starseed lineage reading from Meru sometimes in the future.

I almost forgot the title . . . in a meditative state on Saturday I heard, “Manifestation is just removing blocks to allow for your destiny.” I got it. It takes no effort to manifest what we already possess. The challenge is to remove spiritual psychological, and ego created blocks like fears, and beliefs of inadequacy, and so on. I am the creator of my matrix that is being played by my higher self. I am the player, and the avatar in the game coming into an alchemical awareness. That is my understanding now, the same as before but confirmed.

So planning underway for graduation and getting a job. Love you all. Enjoy the expansion.

Sun Soul Astrology

Sun Soul Astrology Website

Meru Matu FB

Food for Thought

The Secret Origin of Humanity with Graham Hancock

Art by: Derek McCrea

Manifest Dreams

The lovebirds are daily visitors now to the backyard garden. Apparently they get along just fine with all the other species of birds that feast with them. I just counted nine of them, among the grackles, finches, pigeons, and sparrows. Such a miraculous delight to sit and watch these cutie pies fly their colors around like a frenzied artist at work. It is just indescribable.

Pretty Birds

Turquoise tail flips and cute head nods

Soft and Sweet

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Looking forward to 2018, and to graduating from college. A goal that in my youth I thought impossible, Nothing is impossible. I just got the breakdown of my NES English exam, interesting, I did score well above the standard, but boy did I bomb in the poetry section. Meter analysis is just not my thing, I knew that going in to the exam lol, at least I know what I don’t know. I have studied it since the exam, and guess what? I still don’t, oh well.

I have a good feeling overall for everybody, and for world consciousness elevation. I still believe be the architect of your dream, build it, and it will manifest. Together we can believe an manifest the world of love, beauty, peace, creation, and harmony that we want to exist in.

Namaste

Art

Gwenn Seemel

Listening Love

Listen What The Man Said

For me this article goes beyond astrology and regards conscious loving listening.

 

April Elliott Kent’s Big Sky Astrology

Gemini Full Moon: The Gift of Listening

When my friend’s son was small, he talked incessantly. Born with Venus in loquacious Gemini, he jabbered constantly about stories he’d read or what he’d seen on television that morning. His mother is a patient woman, but eventually the sheer quantity of words wore her down. One day, she recalls, driving along with her child chattering away in the passenger seat, she suddenly couldn’t take any more. “Could you please just stop talking for one minute?” she begged her small son. “And immediately,” she told me, “his little eyes filled up with tears. I couldn’t have felt more awful!”

Few feelings are as wounding as not being listened to, especially by those we love. In his book The Road Less Traveled, M. Scott Peck characterizes true, attentive listening as one of the greatest gifts of love we can offer another person – and one of the most difficult. There are times when it’s easier, of course — in the first flush of passion, when your loved one’s every utterance is like honey, or when your toddler is first learning to talk. But to really listen even when you’re not in the mood, when you’re heard the same story a dozen times, when you’re worried about something else, when there’s nothing in it for you personally – that’s hard work.

It’s most difficult to listen when people talk about things you don’t want to hear, things that challenge your worldview. Each year at Thanksgiving, with the Sun in Sagittarius – the sign of beliefs – many family tables are minefields, as we tap dance around topics that we know will invite controversy. The December 3, 2017 Full Moon falls in Gemini, the sign of enthusiastic chatter as well as attentive listening. It falls a couple of weeks too late to lend conversational sparkle to your Thanksgiving celebration, but in plenty of time to deconstruct it. How much loving attention were you able to muster for the bombastic uncle, the long-winded grandmother, the cousin’s  political tangent? Were you too busy trying to be heard to really listen to anybody else?

When we give up pretending that we know everything, we free ourselves to learn from what other people have to say. And if we turn off the cell phone and stop texting for two minutes, we might notice that the woman sitting next to us in the doctor’s waiting room looks scared to death and might be grateful for someone to talk to. Listening – that simple gift of attention and love, like holding open a door for someone leaving a store as you’re entering – makes the world feel a little kinder, a little more civilized.

In public, watching everyone around me texting away and ignoring everyone else, and I wonder how in the world they ever met the people they’re texting with. Cell phones have become like little force fields we carry to neutralize exposure to strangers. They allow us to tune out the raucous conversation of the young men loitering on the corner, but also to ignore the old woman asking for directions to the bus. We are in worlds of our own, jealously calibrating the flow of conversation that has the power to lubricate the gears of a trying world.

The world and its people can indeed be trying, and perhaps we can be forgiven for taking refuge behind the white noise of iPods and banal cell phone conversations. Too easily, though, inattention becomes a habit that persists even at home among those we love, and that’s a problem. Love, as Peck notes, is not just a feeling, but a verb. It’s something we do, a bit of spiritual theater we enact through actions large and small. And listening, even when we don’t feel like it, is a small but powerful act of love. That’s what my friend recognized that day in the car, when her unwillingness to listen made her son cry. She took the lesson to heart, and made up her mind from that day on to give her bright boy the gift of her listening.

The Sun’s annual passage through Sagittarius blesses us with insight into our most cherished convictions. When we tap into our Sagittarius power, we may feel the urge to proselytize about our beliefs; caught up in our own thoughts, we are likely to forget that others see the world quite differently. The Full Moon in Gemini reminds us, simply, that listening – bearing witness to another’s reality – is a sacred thing and a loving act. Listening connects us to one another – and it enriches not only those who are listened to, but also those who listen to them.

©2002, 2017 April Elliott Kent

April Elliott Kent’s Big Sky Astrology

 

Thanks Queen Suzi

 

Art by:

Sanjay Tandekar

Shadows

Paint it Black

So I hear that Jupiter is in my sign, Scorpio. Fun stuff. Coming upon the completion of six decades as me, on Monday. Wow. Here is an article on “Jupiter in Scorpio” from Cafe Astrology. You know my decision to drop the yucky poo English class and take this “Children’s Literature” class was just a splendid idea. I love this class. I want to be my professor, who gets to study fairy tales for a living. I mean, how cool is that? Anyways I got my first A+ on an literary critique essay at ASU, thanks professor! It was my Reader Response essay on The Little Prince, by Antoine De Saint-Exupery.

Next up, as I mentioned was the psychoanalytic critique of Alice, which, well . . . we shall see. Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, is a hard narrative to narrow into a focus when so much is going on. I strayed away from the psycho sexual analysis which is most evident, as I had “been there, done that” with Lil Red Cap, which is one of ten on the list of reading this week. It should be fun.

It is a perfect time astrologically and spiritually for us all to examine our shadows. We all have them and many of them are connected to our inner child. Lets look at them as they arise, release judgement, give them a hug, and heal them. Use prayer or play, or whatever works for you. Practice forgiveness for yourself and others.

 

Much love everyone.

If You Ask Me

If You Ask Me                    

By

Sindy Simms

 

If you ask me, ask me who

Who would paint a butterfly blue?

 

If you ask me, ask me who

Who would hang red feathers from string

Who would hear the angels sing?

 

If you ask me, ask me who

Who would dream a fairy tale

And who would tell it very well?

 

If you ask me, ask me who

Who would count the stars for you?

 

I would answer

It is me

I do

I will paint a butterfly blue

I hang red feathers on string

I can hear the angels sing

I can dream a fairy tale

And I can tell it very well

I would count the stars for you

 

If you ask me, ask me who

It is me

I do

 

10/13/17