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Oh my Goodness, what a wierd day.  It’s Full Moon Numero Uno, and the only thing I know about it is what my sweet sistah, consciousmama, sent me this morning in an email.  Here you go: 

I personally believe that if an individual uses a spell, prayer, or mantra to bring about specific outcomes that’s dandy.  It falls under the “whatever floats your boat” category, and I’m also here to tell you that you don’t need someone elses spell to bring about change, you can manifest all on your own if you so desire……….but whatever, you know?  Just do yourself and all infinity a favor and focus on your highest potential.  amen.

Anyways, I have PMS, I’m not sure if it’s all in my head or not.  Or is it the full moon.  I have full moon PMS right now and I’m telling you guys that it’s all I can do to keep from turning into some kind of sexy mermaid werewolf. (Go jump into the ocean and eat skinny dippers!)  Grrrrr…..

Really though, I always feel a bit more vulnerable around this time, and tend to desire seclusion more than not.  Which is a good thing because I relish in solitude, or whatever you want to call it.  I never feel alone and I always feel alone because I am both and neither.  haha.

Creative expression is in high gear for me, and the blog is taking back seat to the book, which is nearing completion….or is it?!?  Will it ever end?  Will I find that I have in fact written two books?  Wouldn’t be suprised. 

Gonna switch gears here, but it has to be said, perhaps someone could find the deeper meaning in this.  On new years morning, as i was doing the morning round of dishes, the catchment tank went dry and the faucet spit at me.  The toilet hissed and sputtered.  We have been running the houses wet chores and any such duties that require water (potty) out of water jugs.    It’s been like camping, only super pimped out.  I happen to enjoy camping.  With PMS? 

This Peter Tosh song rings out over and over in my mind, what you gonna do, when your well runs dry…….

I must excuse myself now, it’s been a busy day on the internet, and have to be in Kona in three and a half hours.  I still need to clean the house and do the dishes, load the truck, and did you know it takes about three gallons of water to fill a toilet???????? I already flushed once today, hindsight shows me to have been a bit hasty, because……all I have is a gallon and a half…….and I swear the entire family went doodoo……pray for us…..haha

BUT.

My coffee consumption is leading to detoxification, the likes of which have manifested as pimples on my face.  That leads my ego into a bit of a caffiene driven mini anxiety attack which results in an increased heartrate, a burst of adrenaline, and a strong desire to quit drinking coffee.  It’s a vicious cycle, and I will bring it full circle somehow.  In a manner that leads to the greatest potential of infinity, amen. 

But enough about me, let’s talk about you.

And me.  Because we’re all one.

Or we could move past the whole unity thing and take it back to an individual level, in which case I want to draw attention to our tendency to isolate ourselves in the face of unity. LOL.

Not really. 

I want to take a minute and give a big “hooray” to my daughters father and his wife (as of next week sometime, that is), for concieving!  My daughter is hoping for a girl so she’ll have a brother and sister, Blessings to them and lot’s of love. 

Hope everybody had a wonderful solstice, hope you were blessed to recognize it in some way, and use the energy to slingshot yourselves into your greatest potential.  I know I did.  LOL!

This Holiday Season has been full of Jubilation and Celebration and my circutry has been so stimulated by all the Spirit abounding.   I had the honor of meeting a gentleman who is said to have completed Einstien’s Unified Field Theory, also known as the Theory of Everything.  As you read this, I am manifesting the honor of speaking with him again and learning what I am supposed to  from his teachings.  Do me a favor and throw some love into it.  OOOOHHH.  I felt it. Thanks…..

I also want to take a minute give some love to my homie and fellow goddess, Zhenya Delate, she’s the One who inspired me to write this Blog and helps me with my computer when I need it.  Did I mention that she allowed me to pirate her internet access when we were neighbors?  She also invites me to all the cool parties and loves me for who I am.  I love her more than I care to elaborate.  (sigh)

Anyone seen Borat yet?

Much love to you all, I think I’m out of space to type, but I’m overflowing with space to time.  So I’m going to work with what I have and fill it with all the Love and Angels it will hold.  and so it is, amen.

(sigh)

I’m in heaven.  I live in Paradise, the food is wonderful, the air is thick with the Spirit.  SPIRIT! There are beautiful people everywhere, and the water is…..so freaking blue I want to scream.  Thank you Divine Love.  Thank you , Thank you….

So what I’m wondering is where did all the faith go?  Faith in a One True God (which also goes by the name “Infinity”), faith in other people, faith in Love, faith in Our Selves.  When did the world fially let go of the hope.  When did we stop believing in our Fairy God Mother?  Even yet, when did we stop acknowledging our faith, when did we cut off it’s flow of love? Is that the programming of early childhood, when we learn that magic is of the devil and women are weaker than men?   Like an arm that has fallen asleep in the  middle of the night, I’ve woken up in the middle of my life and I couldn’t feel my heart.  I’m so glad that I’m not afraid to love life with the level of passion that I do, so thankful that it didn’t take me longer to realize what a precious gift I’ve been given. 

If there is any one thing I would reccomend to everyone out there, it would be this:

-Forgive yourself of anything you’ve ever done “wrong”, and see the situation as a learning opportunity.

also: 

-Follow your hearts dream and keep your intentions in the best place as much as possible.  If you fail at any time to do so go back to the first reccomendation.

-Don’t settle on love.  If you fail to do so at any time, it’s gonna hurt, take a moment and go back to the first reccomendation.

-Forgive others of their wrongdoings, we’re all human and perhaps your forgiveness will serve as an inspiration.  If you fail to do so…..you know, the first…

Life is a big journey.  Thank You to Whom It May Concern, for giving me such a blessed path to travel. 

Amen.

So Sunday I went with my daughter, her friend, and my roomate to the New Thought Church in Kealakekua.  They have different speakers every week talking about SO many different things,  soooo many different perspectives, that’s what I like about the place.  Sunday there was a woman doing a shamanic “journey” , we started off with a smudging at the door, she brought like twenty or so handmade drums and rattles that we played for about ten minutes.  She taught about the four directions, the spirits and meanings  of them, we were a big circle and took time to greet each direction appropriately.   After a while we all lay down on the floor (there was a large assortment of pillows to choose from) and had a big naked orgy.

Just seeing if you’re still paying attention.

No really, we lay around in a circle, our feet pointing out and she played a drum and walked us through a personal journey to find our spirit animal.  To make a long story short……I found myself in a cave, surrounded by animals, and none of them was mine.  I came out of the spiritual adventure sans spirit animal and I’m okay with that.  We got up and “danced our animal”  while shaking rattles and moving in a circle.  I just danced. 

So, I’m turning thirty in a couple of weeks, I’m still sleeping around and praying for my soul mate.  I really thought it would be over by now.  And yet I’m glad it’s not and that ‘s probably why I’m still not settled down.  Not to mention the fact that I hang out with a bunch of non comittal, unattached, single men who average five or so years younger than me and have NO children.  Duh.  Really, there are some sweet single fathers out there, but I only know one and there’s a waiting list.  

My best friend on the island went out on a date with the father of my youngest child last night, and I babysat her son so she could do it.  This is the dawning of the Age of Aquarius, friends, all bet’s are off.

I’m gonna rip my friends CD’s to my computer and check my email.  Then I’m going to pack my daughters travel bags, she’s flying to Arizona to hang with Granny for a couple days, and going to Idaho for almost a month to be with her father and their family.  My angel’s been downhill skiing since she was three years old.  That’s my girl. 

I’m rambling, I’m searching for something that’s on the tip of my tongue.  I want to grab  you by the arm and give you a big hug.  Blessings and I’ll see you on the flipside.  AMEN

December 17 Saturnalia
The Roman festival of Saturnalia was celebrated for seven days beginning on December 17th. It honored the corn-god Saturn and his consort, Ops, the goddess of plenty. Normal activities were suspended during this time period. No wars were fought. No business was conducted. Schools and courts were closed. People spent their time gambling and feasting. Roles were reversed with masters waiting on their servants. Everyone was free to say exactly what they pleased without fear of the consequences, so this was a time for great ventilation of feelings and political satire. For an ancient account of this day, and the Roman calendar in general, Blackburn and Holford-Strevens recommend reading Macrobius who describes an imaginary debate among pagan intellectuals taking place on Saturnalia, possibly in 383.

A Lord of Misrule was often elected to mock the role of authority and direct his followers in ribald and humorous activities. Some folklorists (Frazer and Graves) believe he was a stand-in for the King, whoand was sacrificed at the end of the time period in the King’s place but during his brief reign of thirty days, he assumed the king’s perogatives, dressing in royal robes, doing anything he wanted and commanding obedience.

Ever heard the phrase “king of the bean”?

The Greek God equivalent to Saturn, is Cronus. Saturn carries a sickle, like the Grim Reaper. Cronos, who ate his own children rather than let them surpass him, gives his name to terms like chronological. Both are Time-Gods, who bring death and limitation and may fight to preserve their reign, even though they know it is time for them to be replaced with new life, just as the old year must die to give way to the new, a struggle depicted in many winter solstice customs .

People gave gifts to each other, usually small items, like candles, terra cotta dolls, sprigs of holly, which symbolized wishes for the new year.

The Candlegrove website has a special section on Saturnalia at www.candlegrove.com

Blackburn, Bonnie & Leofranc Holford-Strevens, The Oxford Companion to the Year, Oxford University Press 1999

December 17 Sow Day
In Orkney, a sow was killed on this day. The pig has long been a significant animal at this time of year, a symbol of abundance, especially in the north .

here’s an interesting wikipedia link that i found while researching saturnalia…..

A Kallikantzaros (Καλλικάντζαρος) pl. Kallikantzaroi is a malevolent goblin in Greek and Cypriot folk tradition. They dwell underground but come to the surface from 25 December to 6 January (from the winter solstice for a fortnight during which time the sun ceases its seasonal movement).

It is believed that Kallikantzaroi stay underground sawing the World tree, so that it will collapse, along with Earth. However, when they are about to saw the final part, Christmas dawns and they are able to come to surface. They forget the Tree and come to bring trouble to mortals.

Finally, on the Epiphany (6 January), the sun starts moving again, and they must go underground again to continue their sawing. They see that during their absence the World tree has healed itself, so they must start working all over again. This happens every year.

There is no standard appearance of Kallikantzaroi, there are regional differences on their appearance. Some Greeks have imagined them with some animal parts, like hairy bodies, horse legs, or boar tusks. Others see them as humans of small size smelling horibly.

The Kallikantzaroi are creatures of the night. There were ways people could protect themselves during the days when the Kallikantzaroi were loose. They could leave a colander on their doorstep: if a Kallikantzaros approached for his evildoings, he would instead decide to sit and count the holes until the sun rose and he was forced to hide. The Kallikantzaroi also could not count above 2, since 3 is a holy number, and by pronouncing it, they would kill themselves. Another method of protection is to leave the fire burning in the fireplace all night so that they cannot enter through there.

Legend has it that any child born during the twelve days of the Saturnalia (17th through 26 December) was in danger of transforming to a Kallikantzaros for each Christmas season, starting with adulthood. The antidote: Binding the baby in tresses of garlic or straw, or singeing the child’s toenails.

In Greek language Kallikantzaros is also used for every short, ugly and usually mischievous being. If not used for the abovementioned creatures, it seems to express the collective sense for the English words leprechaun, gnome and goblin.

Retrieved from “http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kallikantzaros“

you know, i was born on december 30……i’m small(ish!), can’t count above two, a bit on the hairy side (if i don’t tweeze, shave, and wax), and a tad mischevious………hmmmmm.  it’s all making sense now. 

Passion……I’m unable to speak of the passion that fills my soul……..it’s too much right now…..

And the children, eh?  They are so beautiful, no?

The other day my daughter went to a birthday party in Kealakekua.   She arrived with friends of hers, their mother being a personal friend of mine.  Anyways, when I got to the party to gather my child I found all the children out in the large farm area playing on a huge homemade slip and slide that ran down a hill and ended in a giant pool.  It was too much fun, really, and the children were loving it.  I checked in with my baby girl, and left to look for some grown ups.  What I walked into was a monthly meeting between members of the Waldorf School Community, and I couldn’t have been happier.  I actually tried to leave, but knew too many of the people attending,  someone got me a chair and before I knew it I was giving my opinion on the new Charter School they’re beginning.

I mentioned that I intended to enroll my son when his speech was more mature, and wondered it they had a speech therapy program that might help him…..

It was perfect timing.  The Waldorf School is, in fact, capable of helping Joey now.  They can also take him as soon as January for at least a couple of days a week.  If anyone out there isn’t familiar with the Waldorf School, you are encouraged to check them out.  

Much love to all who check in every now and then, my heart is on fire.  I pray that this month finds you in good standing with destiny, and the recipient of many blessings. 

My roomate and I made some Wassail, an old holiday beverage.  It was a practice run for the next batch.  You know, I turn thirty on the thirtieth.   Lord help us all. 

For what is a prayer but an incantation?  Repetition and requests.  Pray to God, pray for strength, pray for help, it’s a request to the Divine Power that governs your Dogma.  That you allow into reside in the Creator box. 

Or don’t believe in God.  Believe in nothing but Chaos, this infinitely large energy force (sound familiar) of “nothingness”, and manifest creation via your will.  Where is the intent?  Verbal Manifestation is verbal Manifestation, call it what you want.

Believe that the Earth is alive and that all residing including the minerals and plants are conscious co hosts in this big movie of life.  Recite your intentions to the cells around you, breathing life into the Void.  Pagan creation.

There is no difference in these things, aside from technicalities.  Same result, a simple provocation of the environment, practiced with varying intent and general purpose-technicalities. 

And yet people have spent considerable amounts of their own (and others) energy to detract from the personal power of fellow humans for possessing a perspective that is different in such a manner previously mentioned.  Am I rambling????? I am, aren’t I?

Please say something if I do it again.

Ressurection and Reincarnation, very much related to the Divine Interpretation of your liking, is to me the same thing with different names.  Did you know that Early Christians believed in Reincarnation?  Until other members of the church started killing them.  Then they stopped.

Moving on…..Done some research on Global Warming, Irrigation History and Methods,and am continuing to play phone tag with the INEHL.  It’s hard to play phone tag when I don’t have a phone.  Like playing tag all alone. 

But I’m onto something, and I’m wondering how one goes about developing an organization that focuses on inland irrigation, drinking water producton, and power generation. 

There is so much potential there.  And I’m not going to covet this amazing idea, if anyone out there could develop this faster and better than me PLEASE DO!!!!!  AL!  OPRAH!  Hello, haven’t they heard about this website yet?

Meanwhile, this two weekend project is turning into a three weekend project.  And I like it.  

DID YOU KNOW that every year our ocean rises two millimeters?  Not that long ago it only rained one millimeter in a year, but global warming has changed that. 

There are Ninety Five Trillion gallons of water contained in one millimeter of the oceans water.  This was calculated based on the surface area  of the ocean reported by Wikipedia.  We get that much EXTRA in one year.

And we’re a decade into this excess so that’s like nine hundred fifty trillion gallons of water that we could use and the earth wouldn’t mind a bit.  We could fill up a couple lakes with that.  Maybe some bottled water.  And power a house or two.  You might even be able to power an entire hippy commune with nine hundred fifty trillion gallons of hydroelectric power. 

So much love going out to all of you reading this, and your families. 

You can’t tell me there couldn’t be some government program created to aid in this venture.

Anyways, I could go on, but I have a play-list to create for tomorrows show and it’s already nine at night.  I’m going to cut to the poop, so to speak.

Tonight I watched “An Inconvienent Truth”, the movie by Al Gore (remember him?), and I was floored at the information he presented.  Basically, the world is melting, and the ocean is rising.  Oh yeah, and droughts are getting worse.  He’s looking for answers and perhaps this may be something to help……….We’ll see.

I don’t have the energy to create an entire show on the subject that could be ready by tomorrow morning (102.5  KCOF!!!)  but I’ve already contacted the Lab and plan to schedule a meeting with someone about the topic.  My goal is to put together a show along with relevant information and send it to Mister Gore.  If anyone has any information that might help in any way, feel free to share, my ego is not attached to this.  If someone wants to go over my head and do this exact same thing before me- HAVE AT IT.  I just want to see a happy ending, I’m not worried about the technicalities.  BARON!!!!  

P.S.  Many prayers and blessings going out to the people in the freezing Midwest, may you find warmth and safety.  Also much love and light going out to the Phillipines, these typhoons are wild.  It aint over, everybody, it’s only beginning to get weird.  Praise and love to you all. 

Lilith enters:

You wonder: Who am I coming at you like your shadow,
Like a bird in flight in the dark of the night?
I am the first and the last. I am the honored one and the scorned one.
I am the whore and the holy one.
I am the substance and the one who has no substance. (2)
You have summoned me with your desires.
There are things you need to know about Love and Creation.
What can I know about Love, you ask?
I seduce, I destroy, I have no heart?
I live in the Tree of Life,
With the serpent in the roots and the Thunderbird in its branches.
Why are you afraid of me, afraid of the tree?
What you see outside is what is inside of you.
And what is inside of you is what is outside of you. (2)

To Woman:

How beautiful are thy feet, O Daughters of the Moon!
In the joining of thy thighs is a jewel. (1)
I am wild like the wind. Yes!
Thy navel is like a round goblet filled with wine.
Thy belly is like a heap of wheat set about with lilies. (1)
I live in trees, I kiss serpents. Yes! Thy breasts are like two young deer that are twins.
Thy neck is as a tower of ivory.
Thine eyes are like the fishpools by the white harbor.(1)
My passion for life is boundless. It is the same as yours.
Feel it!
Let it fill you with your power and beauty!

To Man:

You, Man of my heart, do you remember me?
Do you remember the love we shared?
I long for a mate, thirsty like water.
Come to me, I want you, I need your seed
Or I wither and die, no fruit in my branches.
Do you resist me?
Is it because I am stronger than you in the darkness of the night?
You say I am an illusion, a dream. (3)
I am your true dream.
I offer you rapture and peace for your sterile pride.
You deny and question, but mine eyes gleam on thee,
lit with an ancient light.
My lips proclaim mysteries.
My arms hold all that gods desire and fools reject.
Behold me! (3)

BUT I will not submit to you and be put beneath you
like a serving maid.
I am his who dares to pay my price.
I ask too much, you say? Yet I give all. Why do you hold back?
I warn you. If you send me away, you will fall asleep,
And your rib will be taken out for your mate.
You banish me, but you will be cast out from the garden
and struggle to be reborn.
I will return to remind you of what you really want.
How you feel broken with a mate who is but a part of you,
like a crutch.

Her prophecy:

I hurt, I am ill. What is this place
Where the children live in cement boxes and eat
chemicals for food?
The land is burning with the raging fires of war.
My trees are cut down, ruthlessly uprooted;
Animals thanklessly consumed; my life blood spilled out for greed.
I cannot live here. I must go . . .
But “the flood plains of my heart will pour out over the land,” (4)
And you will hear my voice in the howling winds and the hurricanes -
in the earthquakes and the volcanoes!

Her plea:

Awake, O thou whom my soul loveth, and come
Come into my garden, where the spices flow out.
Come into your garden and eat the pleasant fruits. (1)
Come to the temple for the holy rites of love.
Set me as a seal upon thine heart, (1)
Set your soul free.

Monologue References
1. “The Song of Solomon,” The Holy Bible, King James Edition.
2. Elaine Pagels, The Gnostic Gospels,
New York, NY: Random House, 1981.
3. George Sterling, Lilith (a play),
New York, NY: The Macmillan Company, 1926.
4. Diane Wolkstein and Samuel N. Kramer, Inanna, Queen of Heaven and Earth,
New York, NY: Harper and Row, 1983.
© 1999 M. Kelley Hunter – all rights reserved Kelley Hunter has studied the sky as a professional astrologer, mythologist, and amateur astronomer for over 30 years. She was co-founder of the Roots of Astrology experiential conferences, which were held in
Vermont for several years. With degrees in Drama and Depth Psychology, she has counseled and taught adult students at

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moving on, i would like to take a second and give a big ” OH YEAH” to the bitter tea that is called Yerba Mate.  i am a regular mate drinker and when i left for dallas last september i traded it in for coffee, because unlike yerba mate it’s so readilly available everywhere including gas stations.  perhaps i’m addictive and these days i’ve run out of bad habits (nyuk, nyuk) so addiction to coffee seemed relatively harmless in the bigger picture.  welllll, coffee became espresso, and two shots became four and next thing i know i’ve got a freaking starbucks habit and my lymphnodes are freaking out. i’m really pretty intolerant to coffee on a physical level, and my body is so sensitive to excesses, and my little coffee maker that i used to brew mate in was completely kaput.  (let me take a minute to thank all holiness that i am so fortunate to be able to sit in my little carport with the big astroturf rug in my friends unbelievably comfortable lawn chair whilst pirating free internet service from my neighbors and complain about my recent brush with coffee addiction on my little laptop.  thank you thank you thank you, i am blessed and gratitude is pouring from my heart and soul right now) 

the week i moved into my new place i found a perculator at a garage sale,  and i just so happened to LOVE perculators.   i’d never brewed mate in it but figured it would be just fine.  that afternoon i also found a little bag of mate that had been packed in september and OH YEAH….you know the rest.  i’ve had a couple of shots of espresso since then but have enthusiastically embraced my mate (gotten myself a new bag of tea) and feel the difference in my body as well as my bank account.  a bag of loose leaf mate is half the price of coffee beans and the benefits are ridiculous.  i’m going to find a good site for the stuff and put a link on my page.  the drink is a vitamin boost, loaded with antioxidants, and will kick just as hard as coffee if you brew it right.  a perculator isn’t the best way to make the tea but that particular detail isn’t a priority in my life right now.   fin.    

keep it present.  keep it present……keep it present.  pay attention to your surroundings and be quiet.  you can hear the voice of divinity no matter where you are if you are conscious of it.  no matter who you are.  even if you sold your soul to the devil back when you were a teenager and angry at your parents, you can still hear the sound of divine love.  it’s all you man.  karma, astrology, dogma, these are the things of our own creation.  our interpretations of what we think we know.  its’ all debatable.  it’s all relative. 

p.s.  we’re in saggitarius now, and roland says there’s plenty of earthquake action still to come.  look for it in japan, new guinea, and watch it as it continues to move east.  look for tsunamis, and pay attention to your own relationship with liquids. 

see you on the flipside. aloha.