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Birds of America

I take great solace in artists who don’t just improvise upon accepted conventions but flat-out improve them; such creatives are holy alchemists. In this vein, as in many others, the painter Kerry James Marshall is a true bright light. Today he released a new series. A wily subversion of the works of John James Audubon, these paintings explore the deeply problematic “one-drop” rule through the markings of birds—all of the ones pictured here are deemed “black” by Marshall and are indubitably beautiful. (Cue the old 60s saw.) Arguably our country’s greatest living painter, Marshall embodies Jean Houston’s words: “Wounding becomes sacred when we are willing to release our old stories and become the vehicles through which the new story may emerge into time.” To serve as such vehicles, we must model Marshall’s magic in whatever is our true calling.

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New Moon, Tough Titties

TOUGH-LOVE ASTRO PSA, EMPHASIS ON THE LOVE! As I write this, a new moon is rising. Though of course we cannot see it—a new moon is always invisible—we can feel it. And its gravity is, well, grave. Why? Because this moon in security-focused, homebody Cancer is opposing Saturn, who insists we collectively live with what we need rather than crave. Cue safeguards for all, and an economy of love that rejects all that does not serve our best selves.

Cornel West has famously pointed out that social justice is what love looks like in public—and a love movement is exactly what this new moon is forcing us to manifest. Witness the Mothers Against Police Brutality, whose Wall of Moms protects BLM activists from riot gear-clad federal bullies er officers. Witness the protesters themselves, who have bravely enacted profound positive shifts without endangering the public health compromised by heedless others. And witness those wearing masks in sweaty summer weather to protect everyone from the deleterious effects of Covid-19. Bottom line: Here on this particular new moon, I do not advise you to make wishes for your personal expansion. Instead, list three concrete ways you wish to contribute to the highest common good. Trust me when I say the new moon will grant those wishes—and those alone.

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What Stands Between Us

In the days following the death of my dear friend Adam, many people have said something to the effect of: “You of all people know he’s still in your life.”

I understand such comments come as a bid of faith in my skills as an intuitive, but I’m nonetheless surprised. Because even for me, contact with the embodied—aka conscious, living people— is very different from contact with the “disembodied.” Yes, as a life-long empath, I often receive “downloads”— flashes of emotions or information from departed ancestors, energetic guides, sometimes even the souls of people caught between life and death. But I would never pretend I understand everything about this other realm, and I don’t trust those who claim they do.

We living, breathing people are limited to the third dimension not only in terms of physical limitations but in terms of our capacity to fully comprehend energy and matter. Thus when a loved one dies, our faith that we are supported by something we can’t intellectually grasp is sorely tested. We wonder if our departed person is safe or scared. We worry they might not know what we were unable to tell them. And we fear we’ll never connect with them again.

The truth: These concerns are for us still on this plane, not for those who have moved on to a realm we cannot yet understand. In my work as an intuitive, I often can help others find peace and meaning in these losses, and I am glad to do so. But while moving forward my recently deceased friend may message me through dreams and small coincidences, this will be so very different from the easy luxury of a quick text exchange, a shared joke or meal, and, ah me, a warm hug. We who are embodied crave the creature comfort of other bodies, and must embrace the companions of our heart who share our plane. Which is to say: Regardless of my intuitive abilities, I will deeply miss my friend, and that’s okay.

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"All, everything I understand, I understand only because I love."
― Leo Tolstoy