Butterfly Ballet

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 Saxophone Concerto in E flat major

Glazunov

 Happy Spring ~ Happy Spring Equinox and Happy Solar Eclipse.

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Wow! Right?

So friends a little catching up to do here,thank you, nods, and shout out’s, and awards. Spring break has been awesome, very springy. I chilled, and watched hours, and hours of Star Trek Voyager, on Netflix.  I see what all the hoopla was now about Netflix, Orange is the New Black, been hearing about it for years now….anyways I digress, but highly advocate Netflix. lol What an exciting time with all the cosmic goings on! I titled the post, Butterfly Ballet, because I was in my garden with the yellow blooms on the bush, and the butterfly’s, birds, and bees….. A lovely monarch came and literally danced before the oak tree to this piece of music, Saxophone Concerto in E flat major. I wanted to acknowledge my friend and blogger at I Write the Music, for this piece, he always introduces me to new things. He also reblogs my post sometimes, on his blog, Higher Density Blog. A great blogger friend. You all are.

My brilliant, talented friends, Odysseus, and om, have awarded me The Liebster Award. Thank you!!! I am going to nominate a few people…..Now if you wish to follow the rules, you can go check them out at, EYESOFODYSSEUS, otherwise please just accept the award, and or pass it on. I will list nominees below.

Also my other, of many brilliant friend Aquileana shared some very helpful links for me on Ovid’s, Metamorphosis, as I am doing my Honor’s presentation and essay on it. So helpful! Thank you sister. If you aren’t already and admirer of her blog, do yourself a favor and go visit at, La Audacia De Aquiles.

Nominees Are:

Walking My Path ~ Mary is awesome.

I Create Music ~Great musical shares.

Artists

“No Butterflies or Moths were killed in making this mandala”

(love that title)

Visual Alchemy

Spring Daffodils

John Nolan

Queen’s of Water

Water

 Art

Steve A. Roberts

A Facebook friend had this image from Doreen Virtue’s Angel Tarot that I use. I find it most fitting for us Scorpio ladies, speaking of which, it is our good friends Linda’ birthday today. Mine was last Thursday, Aquileana’s birthday is coming up, don’t know the day, my angel of a sister is next week, and a few others which I will add when Linda informs me. Since Linda is an astrologer she tends to know these things. Speaking of which you should get a reading from her.

Here is link to Linda.

Happy Birthday to all the Scorpio ladies.

Queen of Water

A person with deep but mature emotions, able to sense what others need and lovingly provide it. An intuitive or psychic person  who trust his or her perceptions and uses them to navigate  the physical world successfully. Tenderhearted, Empathetic, Patient,Generous, Gentle and Unconditionally accepting of others.

Hmm I am lacking 2 or more of those qualities.

Dualistic Magic

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Dustin O’Halloran

I love the magic of a moonlit night, especially this one with storm clouds in the sky, and the wind blowing slightly in a breeze playing my wind chimes to perfection. I stage this night in advance and then just wait for it to happen. Sure enough it does and I am never disappointed. A backyard that when I first laid eyes on, I thought was hideous, is now an enchanted garden full of fairies and magic. This is not fiction it is my mind and imaging yet believing.  Sometimes, like tonight I weep. I weep in joy and bliss of the wonders I see and feel. I don’t think that you can put bliss into words? You can try to. I have experienced at least three occasions of prolonged bliss just sitting in my garden, and sometimes in the day as well. I love my bird friends especially a couple of woodpeckers. I love to observe how they call and stay in contact with each other from trees houses away. I watch the hummingbirds chase each other away, so territorial, and adversarial those guys are. I am enchanted by the butterflies, the trees, but my garden by moonlight changes, and it becomes mystical and enchanting. My garden is my communion with nature, with the elementals, the devas, the sprites, and gnomes. Oh my!

I can hear the whisper of my mind in the gentle darkness of the night. It feels like my soul snuggled in a cosmic womb, comfortable and cool, safe, and at peace. Ananda, ananda, ananda…..

I did weep in bliss and I have before. I feel very blessed.

Sindy Simms

P.S. I accidently reblogged here earlier. I meant it to go to Sindy’s Saturday Satsang, so I cannot reblog it again. I wanted to thank Deep Souldiving, for the introduction to Dustin O’Halloran. See it here.

Also thanks to sweet Aquileana for the award.

Namaste

Sindy