Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Sometimes I need help to understand my world and psyche

"Moon enters Aquarius- Apr 04- 4.41am EDT- When the Moon visits Aquarius she is offering you the opportunity to connect with people of like mind but also gives you the support to give your spiritual gifts to the world."

at a real loss for words this evening
feeling completely confused and blindsided, wronged and completely wrong myself
far outside my bounds and lane i find myself
fighting it seems with all i have for what is not mine
and yet, taking blows after having performed, accomplished, for someone else's interest and coffer. their legacy and future
working outside my comfort zone and far inside my errors...
i do not contend much and when i do --not well at all.
one of anger and temper should not be tested by fire
it is just fuel to rage

and I am stunned wondering what is it i am really dealing with here
the line of "people with like minds" brings out the muse
at the base of it I am not among people with like minds. and maybe everything else i write after that is inconsequential, unnecessary and for redundancy emphasis, surplus.

o.0

am i wrong, really? Or is it i am being dealt bullshit, even if it has no name and then my reaction is called into question? am i in fact very legitimate? or am i dealing with people's buttons and insecurities? am i insensitive? speak to bluntly? not diplomatic? I never pretend to be nor do i ever call myself that. and i try to give disclaimers. I am probably more man that most and that there is critical problem number one, for a woman..while still being a woman. and what kind of woman is allowed that latitude?

when does specifying a possible need indicate someone as being negative? everything one does is with the intent to avoid what is unwanted. since when is that a personal affront? I need help to understand this dynamic, but it is a help that will never be forthcoming. and is it that i threw water in someone else's garden ? Cause if i talk of blackened toes, if yours arent, do you bother to engage, fight or challenge me? no. there is no need to? so then the push back is what? just your shit and projections? but i must be patient, kind and coddle with?

i am around people who want the benefits of my talents and gifts, but...do they respect me? do they respect women? do they like women? do they have hangups about women, strong women? competent women? and if you exceed your designated area, do they attack and try to bring you down? is this patriarchy, in very vague forms that make it hard to see? am i expecting common dogs to be pedigree? too much..unbridled expectations?

and any attempt at a conversation just goes in circles, obscurity, and the reading of anything but purity, so what is the point? futile

i realize i might be overly emotional for many reasons. i am tired. i am battered. but yet still i stand ready to give others what has never been forthcoming to me and yet i am chastised? something does not make sense. but i also too think it is karma. people who stood in the gap for me and got burnt> so now it is my turn. and i am not sure what i am reaping. not sure what i am experiencing. not sure how to turn and analyze the experience. not sure if i am in total error, partial for my lack of proper responses or if shit deserves shit begets shit. and i am just dealing with some pedestrian ordinary male expecting dominance bullshit. and still clueless as to how to respond. Apologize or Recognize? Fascinating really. I feel I need therapy.

but one thing I know.
i tried to have an event in January for Feb, a month distance. And it was neither seen, accepted, trusted or believed possible and it went no where. Now with those same people we are doing an event in less than that month, twentyone days. so you tell me. what is the proof of this whole tasty pudding?

i wish the moon would bring me like minded hearted people. but perhaps this is my cross. to be weird, peculiar, different and unwired among the opposites

apart from what ever is the truth< i am inadequate to the task
i have no clue what is right and wrong, up or down
where is error and where is safe

when you give your gifts to others and it is not enough to earn a pass
not enough to get grace

sometimes we write shit just so to make room for more...that is this...

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i could do a meditation and academic program on anger, rage and reaction/
on deconstructing psyches and thinking
on understanding the true motivations, emotives, triggers and insecurities among and within personalities, genders and hidden mental dynamics

work out all my own kinks
So i will know when and why I stop swimming, singing, smiling and shining>..

and when you have to think of doing that on a day when you shone so bright, something is desperately deeply wrong...but only you know it

perhaps you were too bright in their eyes
and being damaged and broken, bouncing back is hard

you ask me to tell you that i love you after a long taxing day, when nothing but the cloak of my love for you covered me, went before me, dripped from me, motivated me, fired me..talked for me...and even when you left me to defend myself...yet

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planetary activations Apr 03 and 04

by Dale Osadchuk (Notes) on Tuesday, 2 April 2013 at 21:18

Capricorn Fourth Quarter Moon- Apr 03- 12.37am EDT to Apr 06- 12.37pm EDT- Moon in Capricorn square Venus in Aries- 3.13am EDT- sextile Mercury in Pisces- 4.57am EDT- square Mars in Aries- 6.35am EDT- As we mentioned yesterday the Fourth Quarter phase is about realignment and revision. It asks us to focus on what is working and strengthen that. It also asks us to release what is not working so we are not stuck in old patterns. The squares to Venus and Mars are asking us to prepare for a new relationship vision that gets activated on Apr 07. Remember this also means the relationship with self.Moon enters Aquarius- Apr 04- 4.41am EDT- When the Moon visits Aquarius she is offering you the opportunity to connect with people of like mind but also gives you the support to give your spiritual gifts to the world. Pluto in Capricorn sextile Chiron in Pisces- 8.53am EDT- Pluto (transformation) and Chiron (healing) work well together. This is healing and transformation not just on a personal level but an opportunity to heal the collective wound. Moon in Aquarius sextile Uranus in Aries- 8.02pm EDT- square Saturn in Scorpio- 9.48pm EDT- These two aspects give us breakthrough (Uranus) and new ways to release limitation (Saturn) so the foundation of our life supports our Soul Purpose gifts. Breakthrough is an inner process. When you are free within nothing can block you from living your purpose.

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  • Jp Parsons
    Good night... Be up in a few hours .. Have a blessed day.

  • Maven Huggins
    Good Night>>>
    life is heavy on my mind this evening I dont even have words
    But it is interesting that you would write me g'night...i wondered if you would sense something was wrong...
    But i only write to share with you that i ponder your thank you on the posting...and keep thinking {we were soaring this morning, the light fantastic, only for me to be shot down this evening , even as i went onto more stars and grand accomplishments this afternoon...and all because I think i am dealing with sexist male privilege, dominance and subjugation by any means. I am not sure. but trying to process.
    i just had to tell you. and what i write is inadequate and may be confusing, but...thanks so much. just a bit confused this evening
    embraces

  • Jp Parsons
    No... I sense it... It is a tricky place you walk.. A between here and there.. Trying to help- without any secure footing.
    I will send Reiki to help you. Try and spend mornings with man.. His evenings he is struggling tooo much.. And feels like lashing out.
    Sing... Shake off his behavior. Do use your voice- tell him you will not tolerate disrespect.. You can walk away from him, tell him.. You are a queen and deserve proper treatment.

  • Maven Huggins
    it is not his behavior as much as it is his cousin, but he stands by just as oblivious and refusing to intervene. it is sexism. asking the blind to see
    after such a spectacular day it ended in fights i had with both of them. I feel horrible. Feel deeply stunted and sad that such a mixture is possible and suffering the reality of that truth alone.
    i really am amazed. the compromise of relationships and relating, even when successful

  • Jp Parsons
    When you use your voice... To defend yourself, how do you feel?
    They are afraid you will commit to all these outsiders...

  • Jp Parsons
    My eyes are heavy.. Sleep in dragging he to the beach... Where I melt upon the white soft sand to become the winds... Goodnight sweet friend... If it is meant to be.. It will. Be light! (Hugs)
    Is dragging me.. Tired

  • Maven Huggins
    i am down on myself about that. I have my own problems. I have a temper. I am very angry about lots in life. and when it is triggered by a lot of bullshit, and it always is, I live in bullshit nation no. 1, I get enraged. I shout. In the last few years i have taken to cussing. I am not pretty and so it makes me sad because i feel now i am way out of line and control but i realize the truth of it is i have been subjected to nonstop madness for a long time. A long time..and being a woman and a black woman with very masculine behaviors and privileges, does not earn me stripes or stars but a lot of negativity, from all sides depending on the situation
    i am just stunned to find it so internally with two people I hoped to be connected with. And yes my love tries, but his own issues gets in the way. I saw tonight that he is fearful to gel with me in a way that his cousin will feel i have him under control. and he expresses a refusal to intervene unless "i am being disrespected" and he said tonight, given my cussing and shouting, who should be protected from whom...as if his cousin needs protection from me, so I really feel unhappy for all what is unacceptable...

  • Maven Huggins
    good night love.
    sorry to write all this when you were trying to rest.
    I shall be okay...
    forgive me...bad timing
    sweet dreams

  • Jp Parsons
    Oh dear lord. That last part med me raise my eyebrows... Who should be protected from whom?
    Dear Lord! (Sigh)
    I must respond... The only lesson I learned- from leaving my husband - for a woman... And she decided she couldn't leave her life... Is this:
    To have a drama triangle there are 3 players:
    The victim
    The persecutor
    The rescuer
    There can be one person playing 2 roles... This morning.. After all the turbulent energy-- you might be n the rescuer mode...
    And your mate also in this mode.
    It will be interesting.
    If I can imagine...the cousin might be doing some under handed playing.. Kick back with money.. I wonder his motivation- or lack there of.
    Be calm..
    Be light
    Be love
    Be whole
    (Hugging you)
    You are a marvelous spirit... You see the potential and are ready to honor the work... They might not be.
    Night night.

  • Maven Huggins
    You have gifts!!!
    You can see and read? Do you know that?
    You just wrote their characters and stories and I told you nothing of that...
    Me and my Love are Rescuers. Of each other and my love is trying to rescue his cousin who is some sort of money risk ...I would write embezzler but that would be unfair. My love told me he had to get him out of jail and used his house as collateral. but says he does not know the story and never asked. He does say he is trying to make him whole
    And tonight I did think in my deep recess in time my love will see what his cousin is doing to me...he is intimidated by me. he is a charlatan, a fake. but actually wondered what all must i endure till then. but my love is not innocent either. he too is sexist but he is in process....and if not for that, just to be aware in general
    i am almost floored by your reading

  • Maven Huggins
    yes, my love has no idea what he said to me, and that is why i feel paralyzed now. I feel as much as the love is, and how hard he is working and trying there is something eggregious and unforgiving in that remark...even in anger
    i am tired trying to work through
    g'nite friend. thanks

  • Jp Parsons
    Yes.. I know I read some people well.. Not all.. Only very select connects..
    Babe girl I will send the angels to stand by you.
    They will give you composure- you shall never need to raise your voice again.
    You can whisper your disdain .
    You can move mountains with a whisper.
    (Grinning)
    Night Love

  • Maven Huggins
    if i could accomplish that in all areas, all interactions, all engagements, when i am flying and gay to when i am down in the dumps Jp, I will have accomplished all things in life. Just that.
    My anger and my rage,
    my intensity of emotions
    my apparent lack of control
    are my curses.
    I wish you could do that magic
    no matter how i try or think i am managing. some ass always shows me I am too

  • Jp Parsons
    When you truly want
    You will truly do
    Zzzzzz ...

  • Maven Huggins
    ...yeah, i think i take some kind of pride in breathing fire on bs.
    and if one is to do that one should have all thine ducks in a row at one's own castle and land...
    not when you havent a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out of...
    something upside down about that and that is me. upside down

  • Jp Parsons
    Laughing... Zzzz god I adore u

Planting Unknown Seeds...Preserving Legacies, Claiming Family and Protecting Maternal HandiWoRks

 
 Kerala, India
An Ayurvedic Garden
two things wake me up
the flash memory of a scene in a dream/ an odd dream/one i dare not write...(this was fb)
[for my blog I can tell you, I dreamt of poop. I was trying to and instead the toilet seat closed and it smashed and smudged and dropped and soiled my clothes and it was my clothes I appeared to use to clean it up but it had no smell what so ever. that is it. that is all. the only part i remember of dreaming, this scene. when i research it is supposedly about a financial windfall...the money for Miss Merle Chase's farm? is it that I keep finding mothers along my path? ones to give fire and purpose to their buried legacies?]...and the revelation of the universe, how it works, how it ehnt business with personalities and contexts; how cruel, funny and jokster it is...we thought that January 1, 2014 was too soon a time to break out inaugurations for the sensitivity of others being left behind, so we canceled the first idea we had. the annual birthday party, just at an elevated location and deportment. to that we said no.

but instead two days ago the universe gives us an idea that is a solution for our debt challenge and the path to our future--- a fundraiser that is essentially, a party and an inauguration, when? on April 21, 2013. how peculiar.

see. it is not about us
we just not need stand in our way
it is clearly our time. and designated by the stars, full moons and the universe

Continue Ancestors
Make a Way. In Protection

  • Jp Parsons How incredible to have set the date... Is there a particular star alignment assisting?

  • Maven Huggins i believe so. it is the birthdate of a mother, the death date of her husband, the father, and it is appropriate for a lime, proving itself to be sunday. the date identified itself for the purpose at hand. saving a legacy left by the mother. in danger of being lost

  • Jp Parsons Tell me about your mom- your favorite memory? If u have the time...

    • Maven Huggins

      hi Jp. Morning
      you ask a complex question.
      that post is not about me or my blood, but now my family...
      the parents listed are the dates of my love's parents.
      his mother bought land, a farm, that the children neglected, he has taken it over, it has a TT$100K debt, we are in danger of losing it if that is not paid by May 15.
      i just met him on January 11/ his birthday is Jan 1
      we met and we have been together every single day since, but we are in the same spot: trying to make gold into our lives of hay and failure.
      but it is amazing because it appears we are being driven, directed and moved and staged as if we are puppets in a drama neither of our making, intention, timing, preference. but things are just happening for us, for our upliftment, fulfillment and benefit, regardless...it is amazing to watch
      favorite memory of my mother:
      something i have never contemplated.
      i dont think i have one
      we were not bonded, i have come to think as a mature woman, when i look back, we were never close, we never talked, (women generally do not like me and it occurs to me now that she might have been the first woman in my life not to like me...who knows)> She died in 1994 of lupus, as did my brother, in his first attack that was really a doctor's malpractice and murder, he gave me 6 times the normal adult dosage of steroids and it killed him/wiped him out.
      sorry to be such a downer this morning...
      but this is life as it is

    • Maven Huggins

      in some weird spiritual way that land that my 'mother in law' bought, i feel that my love's parents are and are becoming, somehow, my parents and i have taken over in some indirect way to ensure their legacy is protected...and assured...somehow...
      the mother did what i am in line and in mind to do. since i returned to trinidad i wanted a farm...

    • Maven Huggins

      before i was involved with my love, when i first visited the land, i asked if i could live there...so things like that. he had said no.
      now he has given it to me on a platter...cause i help him figure out how to navigate the problems he has on it...like leasing lots but keeping ownership...he has a huge development plan for the twelve acres...

    • Jp Parsons

      Awesome!!! It is not a downer.. It is fact- history- truth. All good!! All God!!!
      A healing place.. An art and healing center!!
      Send me the address...
      I can send energy- along.. And ask the angels to assist you in your flourishing this land- and making it abundant.. It is not much.. However, I believe we are all woven and connected..
    • Jp Parsons

      Damn that doctor .. Sigh.
      I can relate to your story. I am glad you are finding family.
      It is an incredible thing to have community.. To feel your roots...

    • Maven Huggins

      Jp. I knew some seed was planting here. i just knew it. see my post i just made..
      the Address is
      Lot No 8
      Road Reserve
      off Tumpuna Road
      San Rafael
      Trinidad

    • Jp Parsons

      Okay! Will meditate upon it! (Grinning)

    • Maven Huggins

      thanks so much. Abundantly Jp. You have no idea what this means.
      yesterday i /we were at the ocean, cleansing and asking for more provisions and a path to be made. Here you are today
      !

    • Jp Parsons

      Dear.. When I was a child.. My sister and I would stand upon huge round concrete culverts.. And we would move it along with our feet... We loved playing upon it..
      Thank God.. The grass was soft and thick.. I fell forward.. And it rolled over me.
      I have not thought of that memory for years..
      It conveys to me- how stressed you are.
      Connect to every person you know!!!
      Ask for assistance.. And ask them to ask friends as well!

    • Jp Parsons

      Does his land have ocean connected? Do you have photos?

    • Maven Huggins

      that photo i posted that you asked for more of, is of his land and the driveway


    • i have two pages for you:
      Women Inspired...your offer to help made me think of it...it is my creation
      https://www.facebook.com/pages/Women-Inspired/126478892166?ref=ts&fref=ts


      Writing, Emerging A Women's Crusade to save Women and Children of the Planet
      Page: 145 like this.

    • Jp Parsons

      It is lush and lovely!!
      Tell me exactly what you are trying to do? Raise money to pay taxes?
      So you do not loose the land?

    • Maven Huggins

      and D'Ruin
      the last page I created, it is what we call the vandalized and stripped house
      https://www.facebook.com/pages/DRuin/490838774296749?ref=ts&fref=ts
      the land is not close to the ocean, but you know i live on a very tiny island. the land, however is half surrounded by two rivers; the caroni and the cumuto the former gets quite deep, high, wide and unwieldly during rainy season, high as 30 ft possibly>>walking the land last week there was debris from swift moving waters as that high in the tree from last year


      a vision in the making that is all an establishment, a landmark, a business, a home and venue and this page holds the elements of its projected manifestation in protection, homage and love
      Page: 4 like this.

    • Jp Parsons

      Wow!!! So rivers run on the land!! Cool!!
      I can't access much on this cell phone... Will try.

    • Maven Huggins

      lots of things we are trying to do:
      spurned by one thing:
      ACQUIRE MONEY, INPUTS, RESOURCES, KIND, INVESTORS, PARTNERS & PURCHASERS:
      1. to refurbish the house for us to live and build a life
      2. have an organic farm, permaculture, mixed produce and animals
      (it used to be a farm)
      3. create a bamboo furniture and furnishings cottage industry. the land is covered in bamboo
      4. produce my love's product line of food seasonings, and pepper sauce (if you go through my pics, and my food page, you will see the mass of things I make, culinary - condiments, fruit and healing elixirs, etc
      https://www.facebook.com/pages/Huggins-Hearty-Healthy-Healing-Foods/151986628200422?ref=ts&fref=ts
      5. apart from all the above though, here is my partner's ultimate dream goal for the land. we have the cadastral maps and land use plans for it already:
      he wants to have
      a. a residential land development of apartments and town houses, as a means of income and financial wellbeing...this is where i told him how to do this without selling his mothers legacy away from the family, so there will be land use leases for lifetimes of the purchaser
      b. sportsland tours-- a company of his where he organizes travel tours to sports events
      c. have a full sports training complex for international athletes: track, tennis, football, soccer...etc..pool and tennis...
      d. an ecolodge where folk like you can come and visit, relax, breathe fresh air, be taken care of
      that is it. the LOT of the plans
      the first thing is a debt his mother took to do production but it never completed, the full loan was never disbursed to her so she could not do what she was supposed to. then she died. and then this mess.
      the debt was really 40K, it has grown to 100k, and the folk are really trying to get their hands on our property. it is in a rural place and a lot of development is going up there so it is clearly designated profitable and preferred.
      that is the story


      To educate folk on how ...food heals and elevates life/ Teaching Food Literacy April 25 at 11:09pm Report your page then should be a thrust towards eating to heal oneself.....and list the curative powers of different ingredients along with the products. Lots of ppl think of food only as a source of...
      Page: 177 like this.

    • Jp Parsons

      The about needs to be re-written as a place for future healing art centers...
      The name of the place- I am sorry is not as positive as it could be... d'ruin... Ruin .. Means to tears down-
      If it means something better in your language- then explain the name..

    • Maven Huggins

      i am a development economist with a phd
      An artist, published writer, and agriculture economist
      see how it all fits together
      we have plans to acquire the use of our neighbor's abandoned land who is a writer/publisher-- and build a house for her and a retreat for artist writers like you and myself can produce... grinning..



      Jp Parsons
      Wow!!! What a story indeed!!
      I love that you love academics!! Love the PhD.. One day I will have mine..,
      Hmmmm .. Stirring up more business!
      Do you have a model plan? A photo of what the building looks like?
      I can connect to others... We need Oprah and Deepak to invest in this!!!
      Ooooo I do know someone.. Wait.. A car dealer here.. He has money... His name is Jack Francione.. Let me message him...

      {and i think: just be yourself and things will fall into place}

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      "Connect to every person you know!!!
      Ask for assistance.. And ask them to ask friends as well!"

      jude
      you know there is a saint by that name...
      and of what his purpose and designs?

      "In the Roman Catholic Church he is the patron saint of desperate cases and lost causes."

      Jude. Judy. Jp Parsons

      I say no more
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      • Maven Huggins

        it is not silly. but I saw your post and went kite flying with it...
        that post made me see you as that landmark's project PR...at least out there...see I linked all the people i knew. Following instructions.
        Thank you Abundantly
        Jp! Thanks for being a friend. Thanks for owning me. those oh so many days ago




      • Jp Parsons

        We gots to get you soaring... Spread your name... Will write on one persons page...I hope he come through..

      • Maven Huggins

        you have no idea
        that is my love's mission for my life...he thinks i am the sun the stars and the moon and that i am underutilized and need to be known and famous...and he is right, so are you...i have so much material. endless writings. a life time for a few people's worth...when all i want is to live in lush green and be loved and love...
        So this is interesting.

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      Jude: "Let us believe in goodness of people!"

      me:   "miracles and magic. and faery dust people of the grand great galactic"

    -------------------6:41am Tuesday April 2, 2013
    Frandy, Good Morning
    I had a sea bath in the eastern seas yesterday/ but it was too rough, great strong undertow to get deep enough. no other treatments. just me and my love at the sea.
    but i wake up and force my eyes open to tell you. the dreams keep coming. I dont have much memory but as i was thinking one thing a scene popped in my head. I dreamt shit last night. like i was trying to go to the bathroom and a toilet lid closed on me and like the shit was smashed and pushed onto me and my clothes, and as I cleaned it up it had no scent. just stain...
    that is ALL i remember. nothing else. I hope more comes to me.
    what you think that means?

Sunday, March 31, 2013

Dream Sequence/s





Easter Sunday morning

with my eyes still hammered shut i rise to write the memory. Frandy La France

another one.
a big two story square house. i lived elsewhere? was i away at school? one of those dreams that have no definitive time location but in fact mixes characters to confuse you. i am now, with other persons in my realm now, one, a cousin of no relation, but it was as if i was a cousin with my parents, but i dont recall my brother being present, which is odd. my brother is deceased.

but in the dream i am returning home. my mother was there, she is deceased. it is like she is the one who picked me up. and someone else was with her but of no form, name or voice. it is odd that i would be picked up and not drive as i have always had my own car so perhaps that meant i returned home to my country, versus, home when we lived abroad. the house is kind of elaborate but very comfortable . i keep seeing both floors at the same time as if there was a balcony upstairs inside or my vision of it. but here is the point. i arrive to go to my room and all these flies are swarming about. and i ask my mom what is going on in there, and i never ventured in to unearth the reasons or to get close to the flies but seems as though the closer i got more flies emerged from a center. so i left and seemingly unlike me, softly quarreled about what kind of house is being maintained that a room can "have a dead pigeon decaying and so many flies in the room" . that was the case. i dont remember my mom saying anything, it is like she was silent, which is how my dreams all my life have been with her and my brother, both deceased, when they appear, they are moving around, communicating even, participating, present but never talking verbally, not audio, not by lips.

but my father seemed to arrive after, and i complain to him. i am not sure what he says or does. but a space for me to sleep will be made at the top floor, that has glass for walls, covered in curtains, or art, or curious, and all i think about is 'great, an opportunity for me to rise with the sun' since my sleeping pattern is to get up long after the sun rises.

a cousin i do not talk to and have a very acrimonious relationship with seemed to have walked into the room, but i dont remember him saying or doing anything.

another sequence to the dream is that i am showering and i try to turn on lights, and the light panel is right by the shower and i am trying to connect electrical parts for lights have not been used and were disconnected.

this is all i remember. i wish i was taking notes while i was dreaming. I am grateful my mind brought back this much to share. seems more convoluted than yesterdays, but let me hear you

Good Sunday Spirit Brother

to the rest of my lovelies too...I wish you a morning dew
i rise after a good knowing that the one i am standing in the gap for is standing strong, unmoved and resilient, protected. he always has been. things dont affect him. a great union, reunion and home coming. there is much work to be done i believe, but so far it is clear we --i dont know what to say--yes it comes...we are known. they know us. long time i believe. so all is as it is should be.

peculiar people
piqued timing
easter rises
new epochs
arising creations

when your life fulfills scriptures you just read as literature, what can you say?
are you still a nonbeliever
or just grateful for evolutions
selah

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Easter Monday April Fools Morning

  • Hi Frandy, you there...
    dream last night i remember:
    was on a yacht, one of wood, not an old one, but not a new one of all the glass and metal, but a yacht of age, but still clean, nice, shelacked shiny wood..
    liming with friends from college. Like i was at a reunion or a wedding and partying, having fun dashing and diving in a shallow pool
    and like the yacht was docked in the street of a city. white people were there still, as if they were co-patrons, yacht operators, yacht owners, facilitators...
    and my one interaction was greeting women friends from my past, some not so friendly, some seeming i had beef with
    this is a kind of weird dream
  • .what you think?

  •  Frandy La France
    You have some baggage in the past that you must learn to let go. This is holding you up . You are meditating in your dreams. Reflecting your past. How can you change it for the better. You can not continue to have the same heart you had last year or 8 yrs ago. Do things to change , create a mantra for yourself. You can do it!

Saturday, March 30, 2013

PreDestined: Write Our Story He Told Me...




i slept long last night. almost twelve hours, practically twelve hours.
the life i been living has come to some kind of halt. interestingly enough, from inertia and force from outside it, but on both side circles of the people living it. manipulative people who wake up after decades of taking cool people for granted, thwarting their dreams, shitting on their gifts...and on the other side, demon beast biddies who resent the casual enormity of a person who thinks she has nothing but evidently has everything. but what i am getting to is that these mutual forces outside these two people, on the same date and night, exerted forces on this particular weekend that allowed a break from the regular running and moving  so i get to sleep. so it created a break, of what i surmise was a living un/in/sustainable. perhaps that is the end of prologue. this is a curtain call. and the alter beings are arranging the stage for us to enter. enter enter royalty/ even as they are despised.

funny to me because all the events occurring are serving to bring two people together faster than what they were prepared to enact, i think. they may have wanted it, but both were fearful to admit into it. caution, i gather. but all the shenanigans are just serving to sever all things faster, so that manifestation can fire. the same fire pictured in the blaze. was command and designation.

then last night in between my sleep i had a sense and revelation...that since from the first i was unwelcomed, upon meeting, upon sight; and to learn at my horror that my peeps are violated by him and me, is it his size, his spirit enormity, his energy they see, another entity that bullshit cant comport? and one of us is enough..so they try to exclude and designate..only the outer gates...

 it might be that we may have halos even the blindingly wicked can see and thus all the further resentment, anger, manipulation, tears and prayers ( i was told all the crying and begging trinis call prayers - i learn something new every day)...and thus the exclusion for violations of homes, and commands to galleries and such...we must be two powerful beings. i know i always was, people see my energy and it enrages them, always been so but i think something else and bigger happens when the two of us come together and we have no idea the magnitude and reflection of that...we must develop more awareness. i suspect that could earn us greater enmity as the path lengthens, the circle broadens. the fear that we are immovable, what is beyond formidable? cause I was told i was that before now, so what now when there is cohort thrice my size?

amazing to me what the ancients and universe designates.
and the futile attempt to interfere, thwart or immobilize...

this issue of power people
and when power people come together

i never knew such entities and people existed before now. makes so much so clear

but last night it came to me that ...we are both stars
i just wish i could clarify some names and deities surrounding this giant so i can understand the character waking too

the seer's words 'mother of the stars' come to mind, again and again, like rasa
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gets me to the pair of crystals that was taken, expropriated; and who that person thinks those crystals were from, about.. but i had hexed those and said any energy and intention brought to bear on them will be sent back to the sender...and i say so again. as I watch it unfolding. this lesson of learning not to resist, but to go with the flow gracefully. ...makes so much so clear....we can seize upon something and in our own twisted psyche and desperation take it to mean something outside of ourselves, and give it mean it harm but what we dont and never know is that the thing we seized upon was us, or some manifestation of us and we projected our own destruction by our own wickedness. i hope i write that clear it comes out like a jumble and even i dont want to read it again for clarity. let it sort it sorts out itself.
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and it is deep. added deep. we are in a project with its last month of possibility, to make it, to clear it, to cleanse it, and here it is this person is forced to spend energy massaging an exit, and getting battered, cause all the histrionics and being present for it, is going to be a beating. can that energy be sacrificed for that and still be used to manifest dreams, dreams that have been deferred for years and decades. so see here how patterns dont change, even when they are proclaimed to..it is just more of the same

i am writing this cause it will be told and read. i will ask first if my help is needed, then i will share. just awareness. i had already told and shared that it is the ancestors and spirit guides and alter beings and spirits designating this union, this purpose, this coming together, the lives and events involved, we just have to do nothing to fuck it up...but just stay out of the way of the weaving of a new story.
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and i was not even going to write about that, but a fb inbox exchange allowed me to write a line i thought was a good post and as i came to paste it, i realized how it related to my experiences, my cohort's experiences. how it is life. >... "impropriety, no matter how infinitesimal, feeds a world of ills? effortlessly..."

someone steps out of bounds, says something out of timing, people or persons react/respond or ignore it, and then they become the demon because they did not engage the bullshit...an infinitesimal impropriety feeds a world of ills

hm. ok.
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so let me get to my dreams last night...i remember none of them. just this morning...i was somewhere...the states? my cousin Andy was about us? i was around a lot of white women friends, who i just met and made. we were like travelling on a trip? or touring?  but it came to one point where i felt my mouth was rimmed with a white line of dried saliva. i could not speak for the filling of my mouth with saliva. i was rushing to find a bathroom where i could wash my mouth .. i could only find a basic, coastal type fish house bar and the bathroom was kind of wood and tin, and the sink was inadequate for me to get a proper wash, but washing my mouth still was not perfect, complete or adequate. I have no idea what that is about. maybe some of my guides on here can tell me. i google about a dream and get feedback on mouthwash (hangs head and shakes)

whatever
I think i am seeing way more about me than i can ever tell, say, speak or testify. and i am among myriad types of sheep who are all deaf, dumb and blind and do not understand my language for them to even hear my speaking. so i am stuck to witness all this madness in silence, in powerlessness?  in effective communications?
in personal discomfort of my own parts and existence?
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that is all.
but that is not all
I remember a question and meditation i awakened with this morning...wondering...'how does one understand anger enough to stop giving into that reaction?' what is anger? and then i jumped to Maya and me. tantrums, tirades, rants, and rages. Anger. And it occurred to me that perhaps it is the stunned resistance that we must ever contend with such stupidity from inferior beings, coming at us with bullshit that makes us see red

i dont know. but i thought of other areas and people where i have totally signed off. like trinidad, where it matters not what comes around the bend anymore, but when i first landed here i was full of righteous indignation of what i thought my country should be and who i thought my country men should be of what upstanding character...but when i realize it was only shit and effluent floating around here, and after nine years of agitating to do, be, contribute, align, and it was only shit on my face, I just switched off, to the mad response of many, why i wonder...but i have no response and surely no anger. you realize the banana republic for what it is and you dont try to make cream from the hay. that is all. So how can i bring this approach and awareness to the people who seem to set me off. is it that they have my buttons? hmmm (rewire electric panel)...is it that i am still holding on to historic relations (i cut carl huggins off what is the hold back to cutting them off too?) or is it my own lack of power, agency; that makes my reality of no power palpable, each and every time? I dont know. I just know i want to get like ninja and what ever words or deeds spoken i just bend back and it flies over.
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been calling the ancestors to encamp around us, keep us walking the right path, the straight path forward, protect and embolden us against the demons and principalities and sociopsychopathologies that passes for persons we live amongst...


This morning chuck full and i am still yet to get out the gates.
interesting times


Friday, March 29, 2013

"They hate it when you SURVIVE through the bull......"

it has been a long time since i have written.
for many reasons
there has been a technology poltergeist about me for months, if not years. having destroyed three laptops? since 2010, and new machines since december 2012. it is phenomenal. at one point i wondered if it was one of the aftereffects, costs and result of being intergalactic...pulling energy from machines to stay alive, especially when the blood of the human fragile is not enough...

but i decide i would write/copy/share this entry just as i wrote these words:
"we dont know what this is, but perhaps it ist he morrocoy buried and recoiled in reflection...you know they are the earth's totem... and so as Jp writes, it has been and was a heavy "messy" Thursday before Easter....but it is because Ishtar is walking about under her full moon of closures and completions of understanding all things that passeth"

and it was in response to posting this doodle from my lovely fb artist friend, Jp Parsons, whose daily doodle I reproduce to my page every day...



for it, she wrote: "Thursday before Easter has always been heavy on my heart.."
and so it was, this Thursday, yesterday, was "messy" challenging, deeply angering, painful and sad for me and my counterpart in separate incidents as if on clockwork and staging. The level of alter reality synchronicity, evolving, evolution, instruction, seering, messaging and revelation and epiphanies we have had since Feb 10, 2013 have been unbelievable. He designated to me to write them all down, all our thoughts and experiences, utterings after we realized the bubbling fount that is us when we get together. and so seeing this doodle and its words, i add it to my writing/muse/revelation that i had this morning..so beset have i been, i had been deep inside myself all day Thursday pondering the Bs in our life -- Barataria, Bon Air, Baptistes and it will be interesting to find out missy's maiden...anyway...here it is...
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been bewailing matters
asking 'why me'
'what i do these people'

but as i pondered mutual situations in double households and what is at stake, on the table, at risk; and most importantly, when i look at how things are panning, shifting, setting, domino falling, and the position of all things, and how fast things are occurring as if we are light beings here on earth. three years passed already in three months...the beach lime in particular, tells me...i was called, designated and sent. i am chosen and the chosen one and that, therein, ergo, the hate.

connectedly, the reality just hit me, i am being pushed and goaded to make a play that sets their hand. and i just realized it is not for me to do that. and as i ponder i see all the signs and messages that have wandered to me in the  last few days and weeks...being told by counterpart: "it is what it is supposed to be" and "everybody have to do what they have to do" (we all play our roles, even if you came to be an ugly, crass, graciousless person after faking and frauding as nice all your life- we all come to do what we were sent to do! damn all those who are offended) I tell you if we can understand these tidbits now as humans, our life will seriously bloom...this is the real toolkit of how to become zen the buddha (my saying).

So no matter what folks do or how they play...things are the way they are. and how are they? i was chosen. I was selected. by whom i have no answers: ancestors, parents, planets, my origins, my obe, my past lives, my karma, the universe, mother earth-gaia-being one of her such as myself...and the ultimate messages of my beingness that have come to me: "the mother of the stars" said by that blind seerman two years ago/ and one now who thinks i am the "one waited for-Empress Royalty" i giggle every time. but marvel when folk reach for evidence like the BK server agreeing with the most serious of faces, no joke "doh mind her, she from another planet". i know she said

wow.
"dont let them steal your joy" for that is surely the most basic purpose they came for
they were made for this: scowls, out of timing tongues, dark eyes, cleft mouths with false teeths. beware of those with false teeth. I saying so today. i will learn if that is just gibberish>

and that is the point...the gibberish...i am learning all that i have marched, lived and espoused, thinking it was gibberish, was all for a purpose, my attainment and elevation. It is what i was made strong for, perhaps.

and so much to say...was recounting to list all the things I help and solved for a special someone in the last few months. him telling me for those gifts, "my way is paid for by him" amazing eh, but i always took it as par for course, nothing special, and he always telling me i downplay myself. ,..me who everyone thinks is so arrogant. but i am learning how people see and what they think of you is blood of their issues, nothing to do with you...so this Full Friday morning, seems as if everything is falling into place. Goddess Ishtar Easter was and has been with me afterall. This Full Completion Moon, that ends all things once and for all, is ending my strife and beat up. Let me be more silent and unmoving..my eruptions can be permitted. I am in the fire with the greatest of demons and beasts ...their moves intentions, actions and motivations warrant such ...guess it is good he is a bush fireman of controlled blazes.

fire woman for bush fireman.
and do we need to start listing all the commonalities.

it is amazing. I wish i could tell you. and believe me, all that i wrote above, I did not
when things are aligned and planets designate it so, for ages and aeons before your time on earth, tell me what farthling of a speck of inconsequential human can do to alter it.

And (leaning in as he does)...that is why they hate you. Ultimate Woman.
Su Ming once benedicted me Universal

And so it is. I write for your knowing too

Bless Lovely You
Fight nothing and no one
Resist no tide nor flow


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and as i go foraging for a pic of Ishtar and mentioning of this March 27 Full Moon, I stumble upon what i wrote yesterday, twenty one hours ago: "They hate it when you SURVIVE through the bull......"
So what i just wrote is the fulmination, completion and outpouring of what i knew in my heart...coming to the fore for the purpose and upliftment of someone else. I knew it all along. Arent all our experiences to remind us of what we knew, but lost and forgot, travelling back here?

and that also gives me the title to this piece...


two days ago too...counterpart casually said to me, "you just dont let go" do you...and i agreed it was a mission. Precursor again, which is also past and prologue. So the larger charge here is for me to let go. I am not moving. I stand. Still. But I let go. I release all the negativity and residue folk leave with you when you ponder, integrate or try to make sense of the ill that is their life designate and mission.


"within all her combined aspects, Ishtar promotes the concept of Divine Discernment"
Source: http://www.pyramidcompany.com/CJT/index_Page3983.htm

Jp Parsons, the artist of the doodle above, the first art appearing writes this to me in afterthought:

Jp Parsons The words are from the sun Maven Huggins- you are working beside me- weaving light. Light is glass to me - transparent tangible truth that God exist. You reach unto the sun and give me words which manifest into art... They drip like honey that Natalisa Robish-Strickland has made from my home-- my beach of love where I kisses and became the mother of David Parsons and Margaret Parsons... The sands of my past melting into nothingness - which is everything. This weekend- this rebirth of the spirit is not lost upon me.
I weep, sad for my lost past.. Sad for my babies... They are standing in their thresholds beside me... Wanting to fly.

Fly beside me, I whisper
Never ever give up
You are meant for greatness!
You are made of the same
The sun- the son
To walk beside you
Along the beach
Is all I desire.
I love- I am.


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