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Tesseracts and Tree Nymphs

May 5, 2018 in Astro Matters, Book Matters, Cat Lady Matters, City Matters, Quoth the Raving, Spirit Matters, Weather Matters

Up before the sun so I can properly greet her when she arrives. Settled on a screened-in country porch with coffee, permakitten and I sniffing that sweet, sweet air. Grateful, so grateful. The birds singing a song so true I don’t want to interrupt but am feeling Joni strongly today. (Is she close to slipping away entirely? is she simply the goddess of early morning melody?) Ladies of the Canyon is added to their symphony and then–

Grace doing her yoga mistress poses–she’s got those down–me reaching toward that peach and pink horizon, hands in the air, toes in the wet grass.

It’s still Taurus season, and I’m upstate at A’s as of yesterday.  I needed to be put in my place by wood nymphs, birds, big blue sky.

It got hot so fast this week in New York. In general, my favorite city has never been keen on interstices. Fur hats one day, bare shoulders the next–tempers rising, horns honking. So it was that the glorious kerfuffle of a NYC summer boiled over in the course of one day. Continue Reading →

While You Were Snooping

May 3, 2018 in Age Matters, Essays, Past Matters, Ruby Intuition, Sabboytical, Spirit Matters

Once when I had been dating a man for a few months and it was going really, really well– flowers at my door and long kisses at subway entrances and those unmistakable rosy cheeks–he read my journal when I wasn’t home.

I actually understood the impulse. When I’d been younger, I’d been the type to ransack everyone’s drawers. I never took anything; I just liked to know the whole playing field. Being intuitive meant I could fill in most gaps myself, but I preferred access to all information. Then one day I read a letter to a boyfriend’s roommate. It was from a guy with whom I’d enjoyed a heavy, unconsummated flirtation during college. He was a Marlboro Man sort from Montana with long legs and a craggy uneven smile that was just rare enough that you felt it in your toes when he beamed it at you. This was back in the early 90s, when people still hand-lettered long missives to each other. (I still do; it’s so private and sexy.) This cowboy had written to my boyfriend’s roommate about a woman he had just begun dating. She’s tall, she’s blonde, she’s funny, he’d written. She’s just like Lisa Rosman except she’s not a crazy bitch. Continue Reading →

May Day Magic

May 1, 2018 in Astro Matters, Ruby Intuition, Spirit Matters

May Day! May Day! May 1 is my favorite day of the year. It is when we celebrate workers rights, and it is the festival of Beltane, when nature’s transformational powers are released. Since we’re knee-deep in the practical magic of Taurus season, it makes sense to celebrate both.

As the wonderful astrologer Virginia Bell says, this is the day to renew our commitment to the earth and to the deepest part of ourselves. So make sure to duck outside today and offer the heavens gratitude, maybe a few wishes too. It’s a “help thanks wow” moment for sure.

Awash in Mother Mary blue and sea green, lilac and peony pink, juicy holiness can be found at every corner. I have placed flowers all over my apartment, dressed as a landlocked mermaid (Yemaya at your service) and will repair to the botanical gardens when my writing’s done. Shadows always lurk but it’s important to celebrate this big butterfly light–in ocean, wind, sun, soil, you.

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