Somehow I have my knickers in a decade turning twist, and I'd love some help remembering to celebrate my way through this inner shift. The storm heading for Maine this weekend is a mirror of my inner storm.
I appreciate your presence and assistance more than I can express today!
Post here and send to my FB or home email carla at carlasander dot com
Post by nejahlovediva on Dec 31, 2009 16:46:20 GMT -8
You are the bomb, drop dead gorgeous, juicy, one of kind healer of minds & souls including her own. Right now I am recalling all the transformative artwork that haz been pouring from your mind, body and soul. How uplifting, inspirational, authentic, passionate and devoted u r to Loving what iz, what ain't and what's your yearning iz calling forth. Its powerful how U have jumped out with no safety net, except the web of your own intuition that guides you every step of the way. Thiz shift iz an awakening to discovering more of U that iz itching to come out. Your juicy lover(s) are here, your thriving finiancial abundance iz here. Your peace chamber iz here. Your work with the whales iz here. I see your being divinely supported by people who see your vision, who feel your heart deeply and are inspired to play with you in all your 7, 12, or trillion bodies. Your river iz flowing, their no stopping it, all you can do iz surrender. Mother/Father God haz got your back. You are divine-YOU ARE LOVED!!!!!!!!!! Happy New You!!!!!!!!
My FB, and FP, and Diva Sister Friends came through, when I asked for help today. The day was brightened by warm, sexy, funny, tender, syrupy greetings and comfort.
My celebration was asking for help and letting it in. At 2 pm the moon was full and eclipsing (Europe and Asia could see it.) In the hour between 2 and 3 I felt the shift. I was talking to my friend John in Atlanta and it got us at the same time. Amazing.
Remember that butterfly and those imaginal cells, Deb and I each brought that up here, yes?
This is how it felt. I am the butterfly (this is a was, for maybe the last 36 hours till this afternoon.) in the crysalis, pushing to break it open. Only, I can’t break it open. As a fresh butterfly, I don’t have any strength till my wings open and my butterfly heart beats butterfly blood into my wings.
The crysalis opens! It’s Vibration. Divine Love. The butterfly basically falls out and hangs, resting quiet, opening its wings.
So what about all that pushing and squeezing trying to open the crysalis?
That’s necessary. That is the butterfly saying to the Divine Energy: I know I am a butterfly. Only then will Love open the crysalis.
So that’s me these days of the full moon. Announcing: I am a butterfly.
My crysalis popped open. I am in a place of being quiet and letting my wings open. I have a sweat lodged booked, and a party on Saturday. People who come to my house may be snowed in. Whatever happens, these next few days, I am quietly getting used to being out of the crysalis.
Post by Diva Mentor Deb on Jan 1, 2010 7:05:22 GMT -8
I saw some amazing butterfly art just now, along the lines of your Moon piece that you posted a few days ago. And who better to capture that macro, detailed perspective than someone who just came through the process of popping out fro the chrysalis?
Thanks! I am wiped out. Tough lodge. I didn't have the guts to cancel, and maybe I wasn't supposed to, but I felt not quite prepared to hold space for other people. It would have been better for me to be sitting in someone else's lodge, receiving. If Jeannette has been present, I might have asked her to pour.
Still lots of good learning. I'll know more about that after a few days simmer.
I have never drawn or painted a butterfly in my life, so you threw me off, there.
By the way, I did some work out in the lodge, cleaning up, and also sitting, smoking some prayers, and I cleaned up the energy around that tough sweat lodge. good medicine. I feel pretty good right now.
I've been out of the loop (went to dc where there was no convenient computer). Here's your celebration vision from me. Your presence churns the ocean of creativity and you generously share this beautiful bounty with us through your art and as a container for Mother/Father wisdom. Be reminded of the joy you channel through your humor, dance, and fierceness when necessary. Love you Diva Carla
Thank you Diva Liaya, I hope you had a great time in WA DC.
Whew! I am cleaning out my studio tonight, and uncovering lots of old art. the ghosts are floating around. Sage, and some decisions: destroy, store, sell, give away. It's a polyglot of my energy in the moment over many years, transformative, painful, now sentimental years too. Powerful for me, but not necessarily evidence of a viable body of work.