As the year draws to a close, let us honor everyone and everything that came our way - all of the blessings (especially those still in disguise). Let us release 2012 with love and gratitude. Let us stay open to joy. Let us stay open to miracles. Let us stay open to love...
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December
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- let us stay open
- for my circle of women
- peace through courage
- all part of one another
- only that breath breathing human being
- every breath hallelujah
- Merry Christmas
- noche buena - misa del gallo
- nostalgia
- His Holiness Sri Swami Satchidananda
- Mother Night births the sun - Winter Solstice - 12...
- each other
- it's the way you carry it
- joyful opportunities
- humanity renewed
- recordando a Guillermo Sevilla-Sacasa
- writing on the wings of a dragon
- prayers and love to all
- so many doors
- 12.12.12
- patience, passion, persistence
- besos celestes
- to have a friend
- festival of lights
- ¿Quién causa tanta alegría?
- mystical mother of the universe
- only because I love
- revealed secret
- life
- who supports & celebrates your dreams?
- soul mates
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Monday, December 31
Sunday, December 30
for my circle of women
"Imagine a woman who believes it is right and good she is a woman.
A woman who honors her experience and tells her stories.
Who refuses to carry the sins of others within her body and life.
Imagine a woman who trusts and respects herself.
A woman who listens to her needs and desires.
Who meets them with tenderness and grace.
Imagine a woman who acknowledges the past's influence on the present.
A woman who has walked through her past.
Who has healed into the present.
Imagine a woman who authors her own life.
A woman who exerts, initiates, and moves on her own behalf.
Who refuses to surrender except to her truest self and wisest voice.
Imagine a woman who names her own gods.
A woman who imagines the divine in her image and likeness.
Who designs a personal spirituality to inform her daily life.
Imagine a woman in love with her own body.
A woman who believes her body is enough, just as it is.
Who celebrates its rhythms and cycles as an exquisite resource.
Imagine a woman who honors the body of the Goddess in her changing body.
A woman who celebrates the accumulation of her years and her wisdom.
Who refuses to use her life-energy disguising the changes in her body and life.
Imagine a woman who values the women in her life.
A woman who sits in circles of women.
Who is reminded of the truth about herself when she forgets.
Imagine yourself as this woman."
“Imagine a Woman” © Patricia Lynn Reilly, 1995
Saturday, December 29
peace through courage
"Courage is the price that life exacts for granting peace, the soul that knows it not, knows no release from little things."
- Amelia Earhart (1897-1937)
Friday, December 28
all part of one another
"The whole idea of compassion is based on a keen awareness of the
interdependence of all these living beings, which are all part of one another,
and all involved in one another.”
- Thomas Merton (1915-1968)
- Thomas Merton (1915-1968)
Thursday, December 27
only that breath breathing human being
"My place is placeless, a trace of the traceless.
Neither body or soul.
I belong to the beloved, have seen the two worlds as one and that one call to and know, first, last, outer, inner, only that breath breathing human being." - RUMI
Wednesday, December 26
every breath hallelujah
I have not been able to stop thinking of this song...
"I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
There was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
It's not a cry you can hear at night
It's not somebody who has seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well, really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light in every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah..." - Leonard Cohen
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
There was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
It's not a cry you can hear at night
It's not somebody who has seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well, really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light in every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah..." - Leonard Cohen
Tuesday, December 25
Merry Christmas
Monday, December 24
noche buena - misa del gallo
vintage photo from Grandparents' home, circa 1970s or 1960s
Tonight families gather to celebrate each other and to honor the Eve of Christ’s birth.
Those who are far away are missed more than ever.
Those who have passed away are always remembered.
A feast is prepared and enjoyed amidst laughter and song.
At midnight, bells ring to announce La Misa del Gallo, midnight mass with choir and candlelight.
Tonight families gather to celebrate each other and to honor the Eve of Christ’s birth.
Those who are far away are missed more than ever.
Those who have passed away are always remembered.
A feast is prepared and enjoyed amidst laughter and song.
At midnight, bells ring to announce La Misa del Gallo, midnight mass with choir and candlelight.
Esta noche es Noche-Buena
Y no es noche de dormir.
– old Spanish verse
Sunday, December 23
Saturday, December 22
His Holiness Sri Swami Satchidananda
Friday, December 21
Mother Night births the sun - Winter Solstice - 12.21.12
"Circle round, and I'll tell you a story about when the sun was born again...
It was the middle of winter, and the sun had grown very old. All year long the sun had worked very hard, rising and setting day after day. All year long the sun had fed everybody on earth, shining and shining, giving energy to the trees and the flowers and the grasses so they could grow and feed the animals and birds and insects and people...
Night felt sorry for the sun.
"Come to my arms and rest, child." she said. "After all, I am your mother. You were born out of darkness, billions of years ago, and you will return to me when all things end. Let me cradle you now, as I shelter every galaxy and star in the universe."
So Night wrapped her great arms around the sun, and the night was very long indeed...
Every time a child said thank you, the sun began to feel a little warmer, a little brighter. Wrapped safely in the arms of Night, the sun grew younger and younger...For in the long night the sun had rested well and grown young from the songs and the thanks of the children, young as a brand-new baby, born out of Night once more.
"The sun has returned! The sun is reborn!" the people cried. And they danced and sang to celebrate the birth of a new day..." - STARHAWK
It was the middle of winter, and the sun had grown very old. All year long the sun had worked very hard, rising and setting day after day. All year long the sun had fed everybody on earth, shining and shining, giving energy to the trees and the flowers and the grasses so they could grow and feed the animals and birds and insects and people...
Night felt sorry for the sun.
"Come to my arms and rest, child." she said. "After all, I am your mother. You were born out of darkness, billions of years ago, and you will return to me when all things end. Let me cradle you now, as I shelter every galaxy and star in the universe."
So Night wrapped her great arms around the sun, and the night was very long indeed...
Every time a child said thank you, the sun began to feel a little warmer, a little brighter. Wrapped safely in the arms of Night, the sun grew younger and younger...For in the long night the sun had rested well and grown young from the songs and the thanks of the children, young as a brand-new baby, born out of Night once more.
"The sun has returned! The sun is reborn!" the people cried. And they danced and sang to celebrate the birth of a new day..." - STARHAWK
Thursday, December 20
each other
“The best thing to hold onto in life is each other.”
- Audrey Hepburn (1929-1993)
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- Audrey Hepburn (1929-1993)
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SHOP CASIMIRA
Wednesday, December 19
it's the way you carry it
- Lena Horne (1917 - 2010)
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SHOP CASIMIRA
Tuesday, December 18
joyful opportunities
Monday, December 17
humanity renewed
Sunday, December 16
recordando a Guillermo Sevilla-Sacasa
mi bello "Popo" de colonias y cuentos,
Popo quien me enseño a dibujar,
a jugar con palabras,
a platicar con seguridad,
a ser una verdadera pavo-real-la,
de plumas blancas y plateadas como las de las hadas,
Popo, siempre impecable y notable,
un genio genial y jovial,
de medallas y honores,
Popo de mis amores,
siento su mirada noche y día,
escucho sus consejos,
segura que nos encontramos en mis sueños..
remembering my beloved grandfather, truly a Grand Father
Saturday, December 15
writing on the wings of a dragon
"To attract good fortune, spend a new penny on an old friend, share an old pleasure with a new friend and lift up the heart of a true friend by writing her/his name on the wings of a dragon." - Proverb
Friday, December 14
prayers and love to all
Mother, sing me a song
That will ease my pain,
Mend broken bones,
Bring wholeness again.
Catch my babies
When they are born,
Sing my death song,
Teach me how to mourn.
Show me the Medicine
Of the healing herbs,
The value of spirit,
The way I can serve.
Mother, heal my heart
So that I can see
The gifts of yours
That can live through me."
- Jamie Sams
Thursday, December 13
so many doors
"I feel very adventurous. There are so many doors to be opened, and I'm not afraid to look behind them." - Elizabeth Taylor (1932-2011)
Wednesday, December 12
12.12.12
"Be humble for you are made of earth.
Be noble for you are made of stars."- SERBIAN PROVERB
2012 mixed media inspired by a dream
Tuesday, December 11
patience, passion, persistence
"Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world." - Harriet Tubman (approximately 1818–1913)
contemplating patience, passion and persistence...
contemplating patience, passion and persistence...
Monday, December 10
besos celestes
I dreamed with blue oceans and lions,
I heard his voice calling to me...
I wrote to him in blue spanish
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lineas azules,
besos celestes,
abrazos morados risas rosadas,
y luz infinita...
excerpt from a letter
I heard his voice calling to me...
I wrote to him in blue spanish
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lineas azules,
besos celestes,
abrazos morados risas rosadas,
y luz infinita...
excerpt from a letter
Sunday, December 9
to have a friend
Saturday, December 8
Friday, December 7
¿Quién causa tanta alegría?
2007 mixed media featuring the interior of León's cathedral
Who causes so much happiness?
This is the cry of millions of Nicaraguans during the December 7th “La Griteria” (The Shouting) celebration of the Immaculate Conception of the Virgin Mary. An elaborate altar is set up with fresh flowers, lights, candles and more. Celebrants gather to sing prayerful hymns to Mother Mary. After the singing, massive amounts of food are distributed. Everything from oranges with colorful little flags, candies made of condensed milk and coconut, tamales wrapped in dark green plantain leaves and a sweet pink drink made of corn. The tradition began somewhere between the 18th–19th century in the majestic colonial city of León, Nicaragua.
I have always seen “La Purisima” (The Purest) as a fascinating pagan-like ritual, one of my favorite parts of growing up Catholic. As a child, I believed we were honoring all the mothers, all the women and not just a statue of a pretty fair-skinned lady dressed in blue draping gowns. Even more so today, I like to believe the songs, the prayers and food honor and celebrate the goddess in every woman...
originally published in 2007
goddess mother everywhere
more than ever
we need you
Who causes so much happiness?
This is the cry of millions of Nicaraguans during the December 7th “La Griteria” (The Shouting) celebration of the Immaculate Conception of the Virgin Mary. An elaborate altar is set up with fresh flowers, lights, candles and more. Celebrants gather to sing prayerful hymns to Mother Mary. After the singing, massive amounts of food are distributed. Everything from oranges with colorful little flags, candies made of condensed milk and coconut, tamales wrapped in dark green plantain leaves and a sweet pink drink made of corn. The tradition began somewhere between the 18th–19th century in the majestic colonial city of León, Nicaragua.
I have always seen “La Purisima” (The Purest) as a fascinating pagan-like ritual, one of my favorite parts of growing up Catholic. As a child, I believed we were honoring all the mothers, all the women and not just a statue of a pretty fair-skinned lady dressed in blue draping gowns. Even more so today, I like to believe the songs, the prayers and food honor and celebrate the goddess in every woman...
originally published in 2007
goddess mother everywhere
more than ever
we need you
Thursday, December 6
mystical mother of the universe
Wednesday, December 5
only because I love
"Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love. Everything is, everything exists, only because I love." - Leo Tolstoy (1828-1910)
Tuesday, December 4
Monday, December 3
life
"Life is a song - sing it.
Life is a game - play it.
Life is a challenge - meet it.
Life is a dream - realize it.
Life is a sacrifice - offer it.
Life is love - enjoy it." - Sri Sathya Sai Baba (1926-2011)
Life is a game - play it.
Life is a challenge - meet it.
Life is a dream - realize it.
Life is a sacrifice - offer it.
Life is love - enjoy it." - Sri Sathya Sai Baba (1926-2011)
Sunday, December 2
who supports & celebrates your dreams?
"Choose to be in close proximity to people who are empowering, who appeal to your sense of connection to intention, who see the greatness in you, who feel connected to God, and who live a life that gives evidence that Spirit has found celebration through them."
- Dr. Wayne Dyer
who supports you and celebrates your dreams?
- Dr. Wayne Dyer
who supports you and celebrates your dreams?
Saturday, December 1
soul mates
"I don't believe in rules. I think it's the heart that should talk. The first thing about love is that you have to love yourself. No relationship will work unless you do...I wanted to be his friend. I thought he would be a good friend to have. But we were completely taken over by passion, and it was completely, utterly unexpected on both sides. That made it more exciting, because it was so unexpected...Yes, I do believe in soul mates." - Diane von Fürstenberg (b. 1946)
mixed media from an ongoing series
mixed media from an ongoing series
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