moonymama

Hey pals.

It's full moon tomorrow noontimeish on the ol EC. Which means she's apex tonight. Which means you know, what the hell are you doing in front of your computer. Get out there and get some moonlight. Same as the sun, it's good for your soul.

http://www.astrowisdom.com/thisfullmoon.htm

Sweet Messages...

...from my nest

Remember This

We are wordless, wide,

and wise byond time.

Within us is a flame

of truth that never dies.

from Poems from the Heart of Yoga

Go In & In by Danna Faulds

Also, here is a great meditation, seredipity, for the day. Posted by my friend Tim at Tao 1776. He's the best.

I have a date with me me today. Yipppeeeeee!

IncantationOne SelfPhotographs Lessons

Crow lives sometimes in her hair. She tells her not to but she doesn't care.

The hot river is the dirtiest-clean smell she knows.

When the sun goes & the dark comes, the wind stops almost completely.

She is Joker. She celebrates as Witness the week of the Fool.

Not Easily When we get beyond beauty and pleasure, to the other side of the heart (but short of the spirit), we are confused about what to do next. It is too easy to say arriving is enough. To pretend the music of the mountain needs only to be heard. That the dance is known by the dancing, and the lasagne is realized by eating it. Not in this place on the other side of desire. We can swim in the Aegean, but we can't take it home. A man finds a melon by the road and continues up the hill thinking it is the warm melon that will remain after he has forgotten the ruins and sea of the summer. He tells himself this even as the idea of the taste is replacing what the melon tasted like.~Jack Gilbert

I had understood freedom and security. The need to rattle the foundation of habit. We relax back into the moulds of habit. They are secure, they bind us and keep us contained at the expense of freedom. To break the moulds, to be heedless of the seductions of security is an impossible struggle, but one of the few that count. To be free is to learn, to test yourself constantly, to gamble. It is not safe. I had learnt to laugh. I felt invincible, untouchable, I had extended myself, and I believed I could now sit back, there was nothing else the desert could teach me. And I wanted to remember all this. Wanted to remember this place and what it meant to me, and how I had arrived here.~Robyn Davidson

She knows Crow is teacher, and holder of good medicine, too. Of course she forgets that sometimes{sometimes that forgets she}too

Spring, O "Ancient Tongue"

It is so sunny and yellow-delicious and blue out, it is so Spring out.... And today is the slotted day to finally go through the spareroom here at Chop and organize and get rid of or somehow repack and hide somewhere the overflow excess of "stuff" from Anngar. Poor gracious Teena allowing her house to become the cyclone that hit it since I started cleaning out/moving stuff out of the farm.

But it's so nice out.

In honor of a day like today that makes my feet ache to be mud-deep in turned-over soil, go visit Kiva-Rose over at The Medicine Women's Roots. Her wisdom and MotherGnowledge it what I aspire deeply for in myself. Back in Sept 07 when I first was reeling in my own discontent, I contacted her about wanting to go stay a while at her Anima Center in New Mexico. It fell through, I opted for a trip to see my girl Mandy's infant son in Texas instead. Either way it was a time of re-claiming me. But anyhow, read this article, and let the sun, the ancient language of the land and its roots, the poetry of the air out there move you today.

Pardon my repose....

.....but I'm feeling rather quiet, lately