Musings and What-not

What follows is powerful guidance from the Mayans lovingly translated by the creators of one of its human Oracles. As you read the words, I invite you to move into the center of your Being and connect with both the heart of the Galactic Center and the crystal heart of Gaia. Let go of everything that no longer serves and allow the power of this Solstice to transform you into your highest destiny NOW.

I love Edgar Allan Poe.  When I read his poem, The Raven , during high school, I immediately fell in love.  So much so, that this poem continues to be my all-time favorite.  I bring him up because he often comes to mind this time of year. C'est la vie! Well, my sweets, I have a treat for you that is sure to put you in the mood as we move closer to celebrating All Hallows.  [Interestingly, I was introduced to the following song when Sarah Jessica Parker sang it in one of my favorite "Halloween" motion pictures,  Hocus Pocus .  Go figure. ] Anyhoo. The song has been attributed to Edgar as a poem when in fact it was written by John Debney for the aforementioned movie. Anyhoo. Again. What I love about this poem is how much you can feel the torment that ran wild in the poet's soul. Perhaps, it was not torment at all. Perhaps, the poet was conscious of this realm's truth and wanted to lead others out. Perhaps, this poem holds no meaning at all. [shrugs] Moving o...

YouTube has me shackled to it like a slave on a transatlantic trip to Hell.  (Yeah, I wrote it.)  Anyhoo.  The recommendations offered to me on that platform often make me pause, for I wonder "Why did  that video show itself?"

Men like to control, which is why the patriarchal way of measuring time came into play.  The Divine Feminine became Father Time and God because men simply could not accept that all this shit was created by a feminine essence.  Yeah.  We are about to travel deeply into the rabbit hole, folks. The sun is seen as a masculine energy; the moon feminine.  Yet, it is the moon that governs the ebb and flow of life. I will elaborate. A woman's cycle is typically 28 days.  In many circles, it is referred to as her moon cycle.  When she bleeds, it is her moon blood. So, why do our cycles dance to the rhythm of the moon and not the sun?  Because it is the  natural order of life. Where there were once 13 moons, we now have 12, which has basically ______ up womankind for centuries. To further control womankind, man created birth control, which interestingly enough contains 28 pills. The Mother weeps. Now, you may be wondering, "how in the hell did she go from ...

I started writing about Switchwords in 2012.   I was so impressed that I published a little book about them.  Anyhoo. What a journey it has been. At that time, I wondered, "How could affirming a single word create a shift in my reality?" Well, it did because shift happened even when I was not consciously using a Switchword or Switchphrase.  It often happened whenever I was lost in thought, or stuck on stupid, focusing on what I did  not want more of in my life. That is how shift works.  Attracting to you, often like a shit-storm,   wherever you place your focus. Well, it is time for me to strengthen a power I am proud to possess, and that is wish fulfillment! Whenever I wish for something that serves others as well as myself, it manifests very quickly.  It is only in the times when I am being selfish that the wish fizzles and never comes to pass. Given the current state of this earthly realm, I now feel the need to send another wish out for the benefi...

Remember that post where I mentioned I had tossed ALL of my crystals? Y'know the one where I canned over 6 G's of all things metaphysical?  Yeah, that happened. Anyhoo.

The moon has begun its waning phase, and I find myself smiling.  The days are finally getting shorter for time has fallen back (in most of the U.S.), and I am overjoyed. My favorite time is upon us.

After throwing all of my crystals into the basuda, one of them decided to drag itself out of the depths of my subconscious and was like, "Yeah, ummm, we ain't done, cuz."  Welcome back, Tiger Eye! Even though my apartment looks like I just moved out of my parents' home, and I am just starting out in the world, I noticed that, after all that cleansing, I still felt really scattered. Not scattered in the sense that I was overexcited. I felt like I was at a standstill as if all of my energy had been dispersed, and I was left with just a speck. Getting rid of my TV and Roku players has helped clear the primary distraction in my life, but I knew there was something else I could do to help me fully get back to my center. Funny how I would find that center while reading a book about a Witch who happened to never leave home without her Tiger Eye pendant. And the book kept bringing that pendant up over and over and over again. So, I took it as a sign. I reopened my Etsy accoun...

A little over 4 months, I took a much-needed respite from everything. I needed to take a hard look on what I had been attached to in my life, and why.

I have often succumbed to the "deliciousness" of Oreo Cookies, Cheetos, Doritos, Dr. Pepper, Haagen Dazs, and countless others. Additionally, I have supported companies that offer various services — that degrade resources needed to sustain life on this plane(t) — all in the name of convenience.

Not many people would look at this adage in a positive light. Many look upon it with disdain and wish it had never been uttered. Or better yet... that Murphy had actually been an optimist.

I do not always wear crystals. Now that you have picked yourself off the floor from that revelation allow me to explain why.

Many times, I have written about accepting who we are. Many times, I have taking the journey of this humanness and tried to lay into simple terms that we, as a collective, are not human at all.

When I was 4 years old, my mother and her then-husband took me and my half-siblings to see a movie. This movie touched me so profoundly that it has remained a beloved favorite for over 45 years. That movie was Jesus Christ Superstar . I vividly remembering saying to my mother, much to her horror, how sexy Jesus was. Well, the actor who was portraying him. Then Caiaphas' fine behind came on screen, and I'm pretty sure I lost my shit. SO sexy! I was four. And ahead of my time. But I digress... back to the purpose of this writing. Of all the movies I have watched through the years, this one still moves me. One song in particular brings to mind the feelings that a Lightworker feels at some point on their journey. Feelings of being tired of their mission. Feelings of wanting it to be over. An intense longing to return Home. I, too, have felt these intense emotions. And quite often, I have holed myself up... in hopes that the cup would be given to someone else. The cup that can be in...

With 3 planets in retrograde in my 7th house , which also happens to be playing in Virgo, I tend to not only over-analyze that area of my life, but complicate it too.

A lot stuff is coming up today... like a tsunami. One minute, I feel weepy. The next, I feel bored. Shortly thereafter... I feel like calling 1-800-CUT-A-BITCH!

Some of life's "blessons" often come to me in the most simplest of ways. Here's one example.

There are a couple of techniques that I acquired from Rikka Zimmerman during her Access Consciousness© days.

For some years now, I have seen 2017 as a year of immense change.  A year where how I was showing up in the world would exponentially expand.

For my 3rd birthday, my mother took me and my half siblings to the circus.  It was the world's most popular circus of its time. She took us to Ringling Bros. Barnum and Bailey® "The Greatest Show on Earth".  Yeah, right! I vividly remember feeling sad. I was a toddler, so its reason eluded me. Queue motherhood. Shortly after my Prince was born, I took advantage of some of the freebies that newborns are afforded. One was a letter from the President (George W.) that welcomed him into the world. The other was a free ticket to Ringling. I've never used that ticket. Something felt off about it. It sits in his time capsule. He won't see it until he turns 21. Getting that ticket came at a time when I was not much of an animal advocate. I liked them. I just didn't speak out for them. When my Prince was 2, I bought us season passes to Sea World. See.. still not an advocate. However, that would quickly change. One day, I packed all his gear in the car, and off we went. ...