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Scorpio Moon By Avakà Draka

Many understand the full moon to be a powerful force. In folklore, and emergency rooms alike, “something happens”; when Luna’s energy builds to it’s zenith. This month the full moon is in Scorpio. A  sign traditionally known to compound these affects. Scorpio is associated with, irritability, sexuality, power, and hysteria. All things things that if out of balance can wreak brutal havoc on ones life. 

But what causes these things to get out of balance? We live in a dualistic world always striving for center, but where there is great accumulation of energy, the good and the bad may become more extreme. With this understanding I began my journey toward center, and what I found led me not to a well-spring of peace and joy, but to a place where I was  guided to unpack the content of my dark-side.
Eventually I saw it completely in all of it’s components, and allowed myself not only to accept it, but embrace it. This is a somewhat unpleasant exercise in humility. One that has thankfully led me to an honest and thorough appreciation the true nature of my dark-side.

As I mused more on the subject, I began to feel more solidity in my interactions with it. I know it’s there. I’ve come to terms with it’s existence, and now that I’ve faced it, I have no need to push it away. I’ve no more need to shut my shadow in a closet, than I have to try and glue it to the bottom of my feet with a bar of soap. It’s a part of me.  A part of me that deserves to be loved, just as much as the rest of me does. Ignoring it or letting in fester in solitude, will not change that. It will only serve to dis-empower me, through covert yet tenacious self-hatred.
What if I need that darkness one day? What if I’m called into a situation that requires it? Relating to my dark-side, gives me the skill to wield it. It becomes a tool to be used for protection, defense, and for offense  if necessary.
If in a bad situation, the last thing one wants to be, is surprised. It’s best to know we are, and what we are fully capable of. Knowing how far we can go, how far we’re willing to go, and how far we will go, frees us from the possibility of being externally manipulated through guilt, shame, or ignorance. Once we integrate all aspects of ourselves we become incorruptible beings, our cores are fluid, diamond-like, reflexive, and stern in their resolve. This is the place where our demons no longer plague us, now they fight for us.
Although we do want to dance with our darkness, keep it attended to and safe. We do not want to tax it by calling on it everyday– lest it destroy us instead of the multitude of indeterminable targets, that we are now blinded to, due to a complete lack of light.

Relationships and circumstances that rouse our dark-sides frequently, often push the luminescence of our hearts to the background. The coldness leaves us comatose, while it engages in a battle for the safety of our souls. As we sleep, and let the darkness rage, more and more of these battles come to us.     They are called forth my our ignorance our refusal to see ourselves as anything other than bright and shiny. Worn down and overused for petty disputes and quiet anger, our neglected darkness has been forged into a new type of terror, one that now has full reign over our lives.   Hypnotized and undiscerning, our shadow is no longer a tool, but a force of destruction that will not stop until it ultimately destroys the life that released it.  We then awake from our narcotized state of self refusal, to barren lands, and wonder what happened?
To embrace the wholeness of ones self is to embrace one’s darkness. This is Luna’s lesson when she passes through Scorpio. Know it, for it knows you.

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Desire by Deirdre Powell

Maybe it is not the object of desire that makes the person go nuts, maybe it is the desire itself. Desire in its own form is a monster. It embeds concupiscent emotion. On occasion the physical object itself will never live up to the expectation of the mind’s fantasy however the longing for desire will [...]

Old Emails By Mike Meraz

old emails slap you in the face like a wet towel reminding you that people change and love is a thing that comes and goes and nothing to be depended on, that girls grow up and get fat move to England and become office workers where before they were avant-garde artists. old emails remind you [...]

The Dream Child By Deirdre Kennedy

Down, down, down the slope she ran Like the wind. The wind that caught the moon’s spray and the flowers spirit, washing her like a newborn. The fog settled. Only the enchanting Uillean Pipes sounded. Dawn or dusk? Her heart beats to the swift swing of the Bodhran. Across the miles, this lonely wanderer wondered [...]

Garden Splash

Garden Splash Magic Mayhem Monuments Are sitting on my front porch Where orchids grow wildly A swing of ivory Flutters with fury When the giants wistfully sleep An orchestra of crickets plays the night’s anthem Moonbeams cast the spotlight – Performing glittering fireflies take the stage Audiences of spiders dance a ballet Salivating raccoons feast [...]

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A little bit of Winter By Tom Bright

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Winchester, England 2009 by Tom Bright

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Robert Powell Pasadena 2011

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Spring has Sprung by Deirdre Powell

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Spring has Sprung. Isn’t she wonderful?      

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When Books come alive

March 25, 2012 By admin Leave a Comment

                                                              When books come alive. Well this is what happens to me when I read. Better then any movie. Imagination all the way. Read.More.Books. Picture [...]

ONE WITH THE UNIVERSE

One with the Universe by Deirdre Powell

March 7, 2012 By admin Leave a Comment

Sometimes we need to become at one with the universe.

Steaming Cup

Storm in a Tea Cup By Deirdre Powell

February 21, 2012 By admin Leave a Comment

Sometimes it really is just a Storm in a Tea Cup. Here is my version of this. Enjoy.

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