*…At Your Service…*



So I never did tell that story…
For now, silence; while I think about it.
A brief preview, while I gather some sources…

Her death was publically announced, two/three days later, on March 29:

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Date (pirate english settings)


There are a couple of sources where her birthday is the same as mine: September 17

One source says 16th.

Her “Happy Birthday to me!” video, dated September 17.

Below, Instagram post, 17th September.

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We all September 17’s, had Chiron opposite our Sun, at that time. 

RIP OUR DEAR GODDESS. @psalmisadora September 17, 1974 to March 26, 2017

A post shared by Psalm Isadora (@psalmisadora) on m PDT


Virgo Magick: “Chop wood, carry water.”



Spirituality is not out there somewhere. It is not an abstract thought, not something we need to imagine, there’s no need for us to become something else other than who we are to experience it, there’s nowhere else to be other than where we are, in fact – spirituality is experienced when you are going about your daily chores as usual. When you are present within your body, first and foremost – you are spirit embodiment in the most literal sense.

This is all about Virgo, because it is something that every Virgo intuitively knows and actively puts into practice without fault. As much as other may understand natural laws intellectually, Virgo is the one that actually uses them on a regular basis. Practice makes perfect, right?

How often do we hear about Virgo nitpicking, obsessively  compulsive and hypochondriac? Sure, guess Virgo’s nagging voice of reason is too much to…

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The Metaphysical Flow of Male and Female Energy in Embodiment


Men of earth are living a fraction of their potential: one-dimensionally. This includes the ego, the intellect, and “The Male-Gaze”. Literally one of the 5/6 senses.

I mean, it takes great energy and patience to teach sacred things to the argumentative and ungrateful reptilian mind.
The simplest way that I can put it, is thus:

Male eyes emit yang energy.
Female eyes magnetise yin energy.

The Male Heart is a yin place.
The Female Heart is a yang place.

The Male sex-organs are yang.
The female sex-organs are yin.

These two systems interact for the Creation of Life.
This is the root of All life.

The Adi Shakti
The Mahamudra


“Maithuna can take place, as a union, purely on a spiritual or metaphysical level (non-penetrative), where you connect using your subtle bodies or spirit, and a transfer of energy occurs”

It rocks your body; it isn’t ‘imaginary’.

“With Maithuna, orgasm is only a pause in the whole meditation and not the aim.
The focus of Maithuna is to join mind body and spirit until you see only the god or goddess before you wearing the features of your lover.”


I was lucky to find a diagram of the flow, at  all. Use your imagination to follow the flow in a figure 8 pattern that unites the couple as one. In moments of great Love, a woman may have even felt her Heart lunge magnetically to pour LOVE into his Heart. If his Heart is closed, and he’s trying to stick his dick in too early, you have “bad sex”. 😦



Are you starting to get the picture…? Don’t forget to visualise, or even feel, the path of the figure 8. Out, in, out, in, out, in. You become one breath of the cosmos. Physical penetration is not even necessary.  – “what?!” you say? To which I say: “Why have an abortion when men could just learn how to have sex properly,”… another story, for another time.


Rape causes metaphysical damage that can eventually progress to physical damage – depending on many factors, from repeated assaults, to serious Love-Alchemy that generates a slow, cellular healing. Rape is more than physical assault – it is soul-violence. It can even shatter the causal body: the vehicle for the soul. A homeless soul, confused and struggling for embodiment, can sometimes take their own life. Cord-cutting is useless in situations where rape has shattered the causal body. Cord-cutting is for your exes, and toxic friend/famships.





You will need sage, salt, lavender oil, herbal tea, rescue remedy, journal, water…

First, the talking stick.
Scroll down to the bullet-points to go directly to care.

Kali Yuga
is a crazy time… the dark-age of man. There aren’t many real grown-ups, here, on Earth.
When you need someone to hold-space for you to express yourself safely, you’re usually met with a “what about me!”

In that way, no one is ever heard; you shrink, and the other person becomes repelling.
Or, there’s fighting.

Space is feminine… a woman holds inside her body, *space* for new life. It’s a sharing quality that creation gave to her. In a world that suppresses the Goddess, there is *no space*… every void is filled, and people don’t know how to listen, and just sit with the sounds and the silence of creation.

But the ancient tribes of earth knew what was up…

Soul Retrieval  by Sandra Ingerman

            Imagine yourself sitting in a circle with members of your community. You have gathered together to support one community member who is suffering from a traumatic experience. You know that if one person is suffering and is ill it effects the entire community. So you have come to help hold the space for healing to happen.
            It is dark and the stars are shining bright in the night sky. The air is still. Everyone feels held in the loving arms of the universe and there is no doubt that healing will happen for all gathered here.

So when someone comes along and says: “what about me!”, they are not being a member of the community. They are penetrating the atmosphere of healing with individual ego-force – and their behaviour is leaking childhood-wounds. All over everyone.

Being a female is not divisive; it’s a fact of life.
In tribes, there was women’s business, and men’s business, and each one respected the other; it’s how they got shit done.

You would think that we were evolved enough to utilise the technology we have, to advance our communications – but the human-race is stuck in its infancy; it’s reactive. It imagines intonation in the written-word. It argues with itself, on your posts: commonly known as projection.
You would think that we were evolved enough to mingle women’s business, and men’s business, and that it would help us learn about each other, and respect each other – but that can never happen if people don’t know how to listen.

Not everyone has your life.
Not every girl has brothers, sons, a father, or knows men.
Some people have no family, or have been betrayed by it.

#RoseArmy and #MeToo are working on some world-changing things… that you are a part of.
This movement is about women; woman-led. If women hadn’t spent their lives working for this (without pay), enough to gather in unvanquishable number, in the face of adversity, criticism, attack, and interruption, there would be no *spotlight* for anyone to be heard in, in this moment.
Ladies, first.
Just like chess; there are rules.
And we are in a patriarchy; everything has to be tactical.



This Goddess-Moment does not want to be your mother. That’s Lilith (currently conjunct Galactic Centre).
She might want to be your Lover, your sister, your friend – she might not. How can she if you act like her child?
If you don’t behave as her equal?
Men can totally share their #MeToos; they are simply joining in, as equals.

Hear that? *So* Happy “ppl r waking up!” Don’t hurt Corey with your low-vibrations.

Anyone saying “what about me!”, or “what about men!”, or “this is a divisive psy-op!”, is behaving like a child.

Let women gather, and get organised.
Support them, or leave them alone. Show some respect.

You, child, come next.

Once women have regained the power that was stolen from them, she won’t forget about you. Her nature is sharing – despite your individual experiences.
This planet belongs to women.
Mother Earth is a mother.

There are mothers around who actually LIVE for the chance to mother someone; bring her a gift, respect her, and invite or ask her to take you under her wing.
Women should respect women’s right to not want to be mothers while they deal with their own pain. They need to stay *focussed*.
Knowing where you fit is the best self-care you can do; same as knowing where you don’t fit.

Rose McGowan has been working on her #RoseArmy for at least two years that I know of.
I’ve been working on sexual education and human liberation my whole life, and have really thrown myself in, in the last 5 years, after my last rape completely destroyed my life.  Slaving away. Dying, slowly.

Tarana Burke started a MeToo movement, 10 years ago, that has now joined forces with Alyssa’s latest one. No-one owns the expression: ‘Me, too’. It’s the most universal and unifying concept in human experience: affinity.
The origin story is sad; Tarana was a camp counsellor, and a girl confided in her about her stepfather graphically sexually abusing her, and Tarana stopped her short, sent her to someone else, and couldn’t bring herself to say: “Me too”.
“The look on that girl’s face,” she said, “The shock of being rejected, the pain of opening a wound only to have it abruptly forced closed again — it was all on her face,” she wrote.

That’s what people are doing to one another online; only you don’t get to see the shock on the faces of the ones you hurt with your words.
How can you know what you’ve done.

Since the MeToos, you now know, without a doubt, that the world is no longer on your shoulders: you can take a break, and know that a member of the Rose Army, or a MeToo, will take the nightshift, the dayshift, or the weekend, and you can have rest.
As long as you come back when you’re ready, the spotlight on this stays ON.


Rando Shakti on the internet

Things you’ll need: salt, sage, lavender, rose petals, rose water, water, colloidal gold, superhero art, womb-book, rescue remedy, herbal tea, essential oils, journal, blanket,

* Mass Soul-Retrieval means you are definitely not alone. Take Heart.
* take a walk along the ocean shore
* take a bath with epsom salts, and lavender oil, and rose petals
* even take a footbath
* add some rescue remedy to a bath, or your bottle of water
* sage your space, or make a spray with white sage essential oil and rose water – or any others you like. Being creative brings your power on!
* drink some green tea, or herbal tea at sunset (or whenever)
* make an aura spray with rose water and colloidal gold – add anything you like
* wrap yourself in a light-blanket; over your head, around your ears, across your body, and tuck your feet in, if you want: cocoon
* steam under a towel, over a pot of boiled water; use a drop of eucalyptus oil
* wear your Sunday-best – celebrate!
* drop of rose oil over your Heart
* self-massage any areas you can reach – make a massage oil to remind you of this Mass Soul-Retrieval
* practical thinking: connect with counsellors, astrologers, psychologists, naturopaths, homoeopaths, aromatherapists, doctors, masseurs, yoga classes, the swimming pool, and get your mind.body.spirit aligned.
* Make lists
* Matangi Mudra (or your favourite mudra)
* commit to yourself – anything is possible, now
* connect with other MeToos, and if you have suggestions for where to go from here, get in touch with Rose, Tarana and Alyssa, or just keep an eye on them
* write in a journal – or a blog. Or social media. Wherever you feel like expressing yourself.
* dance, sing, use your voice!
* Yoga Nidra: a gift for the nervous system. I Love this, and you can sample one of my favourites, here.
* if you’re rich, commission an artists rendition of you, as a superhero. I had one made, once, and it was so incredible to see a picture of my soul, compared to what only the camera sees…

Mardi Weaver

Imagining I am that toned gives me strength. lol. It retrieves my Soul, after all I’ve lost. It looked *so much* like my photos; except: cartoon. 😉 Incredible.


Hollywood and the Collective Consciousness

Sex Censorship

I’d like to talk about The Hays Code.

“If motion pictures present stories that will affect lives for the better, they can become the most powerful force for the improvement of mankind…”

Here, we openly acknowledge the potential for psychic influence, manipulation, and mind control.

“Hence, though regarding motion pictures primarily as entertainment without any explicit purpose of teaching or propaganda, they know that the motion picture within its own field of entertainment may be directly responsible for spiritual or moral progress, for higher types of social life, and for much correct thinking.”

Whose thinking?

“Mankind has always recognized the importance of entertainment and its value in rebuilding the bodies and souls of human beings.

But it has always recognized that entertainment can be a character either HELPFUL or HARMFUL to the human race, and in consequence has clearly distinguished between:

a. Entertainment which tends to improve the race, or at least to re-create and rebuild human beings exhausted with the realities of life; and

b. Entertainment which tends to degrade human beings, or to lower their standards of life and living.

Hence the MORAL IMPORTANCE of entertainment is something which has been universally recognized. It enters intimately into the lives of men and women and affects them closely; it occupies their minds and affections during leisure hours; and ultimately touches the whole of their lives. A man may be judged by his standard of entertainment as easily as by the standard of his work.

So correct entertainment raises the whole standard of a nation.

Wrong entertainment lowers the whole living conditions and moral ideals of a race.”


The following are the seeds of the stories that have calculatingly manipulated the collective-mind since storytelling was harnessed on the silver screen; along with the psychological aftermath of these themes that have been magnified by their sojourn in the shadows.

Exclusion – regulation by agenda – thereby ‘created’ the shadow: it empowered the imaginary ‘devil’ in the dance of duality.

Let the projector shed some Light on a shady subject!


Crowd Control:
To this day, the most prevalent tv shows are about Law, Order, and courtroom shenanigans.
“OBEY” is the message.
The LAW is watching – they’ll get you!
These days, they protect the corporations from YOU!

(I may as well just quote the entire plot of THEY LIVE ~ lol  )



Women of the World have been waiting for this day; we have been working for it, since they came.

Rose McGowan and her #RoseArmy may have just changed Hollywood, forever.

This is an Herstorical moment!

ALL the voices, hashtags, posts, and tweets who found the fire to join the chorus of women who stood – bravely – in the critical spotlight of consciousness, helped to change the world as we know it.
What is now known, cannot be unknown.
Everything is Illuminated.

“It is harrowing to have people know my deepest pain, but fear cannot stop this national convo that needs to be had.” ~ Rose McGowan

Those of us putting ourselves out there, patiently waited for the moment we had sisters to stand alongside – it takes an army of women to be heard; you may have noticed.
Love straight-shot it, in 2005.
Some of us died waiting for this moment, giving everything we had, and leaving all we had behind; for every girl or woman lost to male-violence, we remember her in our Hearts. We work for justice and awareness, with Liberation as the ultimate goal.

You are taking part of someone’s soul. It’s happened to me. It alters the course of your life; it’s altered the course of my life.” ~ Rose McGowan


You should always take care of those sweeter and smaller than you are.” ~ Beasts of the Southern Wild

The Neptunian Magic-Mirror of Hollywood rules collective-consciousness; male-dominated, they’ve been stealing dreams, and implanting nightmares since the birth of the silverscreen.

Whoever controls the media controls the mind.” ~ Jim Morrison

For so long, all we’ve heard and seen, has been known as history; commonly referred to by witches as: “HIStory”: men’s stories. The Male Gaze.
If you know anything about astrology, you’ve been watching Pluto in Capricorn dismantle the patriarchy, brick-by-brick. By now, we’re about half-way through, and while many girl’s and women’s lives have been interrupted and interfered with, we have been working every day to break the spell of the patriarchy over the masses; it may have just happened. But not without effort. Not without a public anchor: Rose.

So whether you’re “sick of hearing about it”, or whatever. Tough.
Women deal with it everyday; keeping the story alive, and bringing it ALL the way home, to pedophilia and organised crime, is how it has to be. No more.
There are still many, many comments online from people who DON’T get it.

Hi-Five to all who do! ✋

Rose McGowan has her Sagittarius Moon and Lilith conjunct Galactic Centre.

Galactic Centre is notorious for the astrology of Whistleblowers; Sagittarius burns with the truth. Often a foot-in-mouth sort of character. Sometimes, the voice of God/Goddess.
This place is the hand that turns our galaxy… the movement of this moment.

The Moon is about Womankind; the phases of womanhood, motherhood, childhood, and our Soul: the rhythm of life, itself. Period, period-blood. The Womb. It’s about home, sanctuary, intimacy, embodiment, and feelings. It is reflective – but on a mass scale, in a situation like this, we might simply say it’s about “Women”.

Lilith is about Independence from the Patriarchy, and crimes against women and children – she is untameable. She has been demonised by you-know-who.
Once the war is over, she is pure, primal, uninhibited creative and sexual expression.
These days, she is known as a dark-goddess no-one wants to touch. The buried one. Silenced, yet screaming if you are pushed too far away from life, and can hear her at the ends of the earth. Caged. Misrepresented. Erased, almost.
There is an image, here, that reminds me of what she is.  The first image.

The Voice of the Universe is *literally* speaking through Rose, right now, because Galactic Centre is presently being *activated* by Transiting Lilith, herself, and Transiting Saturn; which aids in manifesting Lilith’s authority, embodiment, and voice.
This is Mature Lilith.
Real Lilith.
When all the women started speaking up about the TRUTH behind the Hollywood Mirror, I commented that I could hear “Lilith conjunct Galactic Centre”… I got a thrill.
Lilith/Saturn and Galactic Centre are also getting a little *electrifried* by a trine from revolutionary Uranus in Aries, and, as part of a GRAND FIRE TRINE with the North Node in Leo, Destiny is involved. Our future is here. Our moment has arrived – if we keep the spotlight ON.

Powerful women (Lilith), supported by Reality (Saturn), Revolution (Uranus), and Destiny (North Node): ladies, our time has come.


Other notable astrology of the moment is Jupiter just switching over to Scorpio – Jupiter is BIG, and EDUCATIONAL, and Scorpio is sexual, deep, power-engaged, and mysterious… combine the two.
Jupiter in Scorpio is ruled by soothsayer, Sagittarius, so as the Cosmic-Clock moves, so too, will the story of earth: stay present, and engaged in your Truth and your Mystery.
You might even *shock* yourself!
Jupiter in Scorpio is also influenced by Pluto, who is in Capricorn: this astrological coming-of-age is HUGE.
Saturn activates Galactic Centre only every thirty years.

And a shorter, yet *active* transit of the last few days, is MARS (sexuality, passion, strength) opposite CHIRON (#ouch).

And an ever shorter astrological moment, is Venus conjunct SUPER Galactic centre; this one is from late-Virgo to early Libra. Venus here, has the deepest Heart: she’s a Healer of galactic proportions.
Mars is slowly but surely on his way there. Any day, now.

Revolutionary Rose is also about to have her Lilith Return, and Saturn transit her Moon.
Sister-witch Alyssa Milano has her Sun conjunct Galactic Centre; Alyssa started the hashtag #MeToo on twitter, so the world could see the Truth.
So the world could Witness.

Alyssa’s the Light. Rose is the Night.
Both of them are having Lilith and Saturn come round for a visit…

What this astrology means for Rose, is that she is literally the EMBODIMENT of the TRUTH of NOW. When Saturn hits her Moon, this can be a challenging time, emotionally, OR, she may just get realer.

During my Lilith Return, I wrote this: although I hate the powerless image the editor chose to accompany it. Very *soft*, small, and *non-threatening*.
I had no intention of being “threatening” – only real.

Alls I know, is that Rose is embodying her Destiny: Capricorn North Node gets shit done. It’s the Chief.

North Node on the cusp of the 8th House: she’ll make a powerful boss. An excellent investigator and dismantler of the patriarchy, as she reclaims female power from its ruins.

Goddess (Lilith) vs The Patriarchy (Saturn)


Rose is Goddess speaking.

She’s an apocalypse.
Oh yeah; and her Venus is tightly conjunct Uranus. She’s so unusual… 😉 Definitely a female revolutionary. An ingenious Venus. Artistic, Awakening.
“Shocking Pink” – I think she once said…



Why don’t men understand sexual abuse?
Because they don’t know how to listen. 

Listening is a receptive quality that is usually attributed to females.
The “Yin” factor.

Receptivity has depth; it is in communion with all that is, and can draw from the pools of collective consciousness – depending on how far home you want to go.

This, is a man’s world.

Girls have been conditioned and groomed to be receptive; to be obedient.
To a male-god.
And to allll His representatives:
To the “man of the house”.
To the male-authorities in the community she grew up in – teachers; priests; government; business-men who control the money she’ll someday need to rent a house on stolen land.
– the primary reason prostitution of all sorts even exists.

But Life is Tantra; it is the exchange of yang (penetration) and yin (receptivity), forever.

When women express their natural yang nature, they are silenced by men; beaten into submission; called names; abused; locked-away – and yes: even murdered.
For daring to SPEAK her unscripted mind that does not say the words he wants to hear.

That’s why I write; from behind the safety of my computer screen, where I can express myself without being interrupted. talked-over, silenced, or abused.

Being receptive, I’ve noticed a trend around “men” on the internet, over this HW exposé: men do not understand sexual abuse.
“Why didn’t she DO this?”
“Why didn’t she DO that?”


To “Do” is yang.
She is not allowed to be yang.
She is only allowed to be submissive, obedient, and to act in accordance with his vision: The Male Gaze.

She lives in fear of being murdered.
And that is what men don’t understand about “coercion“; she is afraid.
Fight, flight, FREEZE.
She is threatened, bullied, harassed, manipulated, or held-captive until he gets what he wants.
The hell of staying with him a minute longer is shortened by surrendering sooner.
Playing dead may just save your life.

Not only do these men not understand sexual abuse; they don’t know how to listen when the generous women of the internet take valuable and precious time out of their lives to school them.
Thank you, Ladies! ❤
(And thank you to my bros who know I’m tired, and who understand that men don’t/can’t/won’t listen to women, and who educate the dinosaurs that still live amongst us… I feel excited to be alive to see these subtle changes grace our modern-days; to see the voice of men rising on behalf of women. Without having to ask.)

James Van Der Beek, of Dawson’s Creek fame, knows all too well what it feels like to be sexually harassed by older, powerful men in Hollywood:

“The actor didn’t name names, but he sympathized with women who have been silenced by fear and judgement that often accompanies speaking out against an abuser.

“I understand the unwarranted shame, powerlessness & inability to blow the whistle,” he continued. “There’s a power dynamic that feels impossible to overcome.”

“Along with a link to an article on The Cut about a writer’s experience in a hotel room with a “powerful man, Van Der Beek added, “For anyone judging the women who stayed silent, read this for perspective. Also for anyone brushing off harassment as ‘boys being boys’…What Weinstein is being accused of is criminal.””

“Why was it my responsibility to change the world?” ~ Liz Meriwether


If Hollywood is owned by men, it is their visions, fantasies, stories, and animas that have penetrated our psyches: what we think might be women, might actually be just male-fantasy…
They highjacked the Dreamtime, and implanted it with nightmares.

The actresses who bring these female-characters to life weren’t counting on the one-dimensional perception of mankind through the lens of storytelling – she understands layers, and body-language, and pregnant silences. The average man does not.

But girls usually don’t realize this until they become women.
Sometime around the age of 30 (post-Saturn Return).

On my 30th Birthday, I looked around in horror as I realised:
“Oh my god; I’m older than every man on the planet.”
And I finally understood that “look” I’d seen in the eyes of women older than me.

Now: everyone is different. Generations are different. Times are different.

Joan Collins had to marry her rapist. 😭

Sarah Polley comments this:
“What else are we turning a blind eye to, in all aspects of our lives? What else have we accepted that, somewhere within us, we know is deeply unacceptable? And what now will we do about it?”

Emma Thompson says: “We’ve ALL had these experiences. I spent my 20’s trying to get old men’s tongues out of my throat.”
“This has been part of our world, women’s world, since time immemorial.”

Some girls can totally kick-ass – these might be girls with a strong Mars, or strong Fire-Signs and aspects in their charts.
They fight.
Most girls come from families where the men in their lives treat them like people: they do not yet know they are in for a life of sexual-abuse and assault “out there”.
They’re friendly, equal.
Some girls, have brothers that protect them, or teach them to fight just by growing up together.
Some girls are warned by their fathers to “watch out” for outside men.
These girls are lucky. And so are the boys. Family gives them foundation and context for the world.

Some girls are not so lucky to be born into a Loving family: they are born into abuse.
Sexually abused by their fathers, grandfathers, brothers, uncles, and “family friends”.
Those girls have to grow up in his house.
Be forced to Love him; feel confused.
See him every day.
Pose for family photos.

I know a girl who dated her rapist for two years, after the incident.
Another, for 7 months.

Most of the time, it’s not strangers that rape you: imagine how safe that feels.

So why is Rose in photo with HW, after?
She’s an actress. A professional. At the time of this photo, I believe she was engaged to RR.
Just ‘guessing’… I might surmise her fiancé had assured her he’d “be right there”, “nothing will happen”, “we’re in a public place”. Maybe she felt invincible, that day. Loved.
She mentioned:
“My ex sold our movie to my rapist.”

I can imagine the sting of that betrayal.

Sometimes, it can take a while for a woman to register abuse; or even worse: to be affected by it.
Childhood memories may not surface until an older age.
Maybe the last – or latest – rape or assault is the straw that broke the camel’s back; after 30 years of sexual abuse and assault, see how nice you become.

People have told me they like me “better, before”.
Well guess what: I liked me, too.
I cannot BELIEVE the amount of abuse I have had to integrate and recover from; instead of having a life.
And every time I think it’s time to start again, I get interrupted by the Darkness of Man.

It takes an army of women to be heard.

And I feel somewhat Heartened by this whole Hollywood catching of a Big Fish…
Hollywood holds the collective-consciousness of the majority of the world.
These brave women have changed something.
– can you believe how long it took for anyone to even bring-up the word: JAIL?!
I hear he plans to “run to Europe” for rehab – before he’s put behind bars, don’t you think?

No-one wants to be renown for being a rape-victim – the shame is extinguishing.
It humiliates you until you shrink.
Hate yourself.
Become removed from the time-stream; never catching up to yourself.
Falling behind.
Becoming brain-damaged and growth-retarded.
Most girls with behavioural problems have suffered abuse, and tried to bury it.
The PSTD destroys your health.

“Have a Worse, Shorter Life

This one’s self-explanatory: Let your hair down, go a little wild, and don’t value your own life because the world doesn’t value it, so what’s the point? Live with the metallic taste of injustice in your throat at all times, die sooner of stress-related illnesses, and thank your lucky stars you won’t live long enough to see your granddaughters go through the same horseshit trauma factory we call Earth!”

(Comedy/Tragedy are the twin-flames of storytelling.)

I have collected my courage from the various women who have spoken-out, over the years: Tara Moss, Pamela Anderson, and all the women in the powerful documentary, “Brave Miss World”, by Linor Abargil.

“Rape is so isolating.” ~ Linor Abargil

The one time I did find my voice, to write a poem about it, was because I had felt what it might feel like for someone to have my back in Love.

“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.” ~ Lao Tzu

Present Day, I don’t feel so alone now that it’s in the spotlight…

I’m pretty sure women of the world would all much rather be following our dreams, chasing our goals, crafting our inventions, and writing and directing the movies and screenplays that carry the messages we so wanted to tell.
But, we don’t get to have a life.
We have to fight a never-ending war on sexual abuse, while men get to do whatever they want.

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Our lives are interrupted. By male-violence. Injustice. Horror. Shock. Disbelief. And PTSD.
Sometimes, we get murdered; instantly, or slowly.

They say: “Life is what happens when you’re busy making plans.”
When your life is interrupted, and/or darkened, you can see CLEARLY what is wrong with the world.

“You are taking part of someone’s soul. It’s happened to me. It alters the course of your life; it’s altered the course of my life.” ~ Rose McGowan

Mine too, Rose. Mine too.

*~ GROUP-HUG ~* to anyone who has suffered abuse at the hands of men.
I celebrate this moment, where a spotlight has been shone on a collective-shadow.
Thanks to the #RoseArmy and all the women who spoke out, speak up, and won’t shut-up until justice reigns on earth.

Mary Magdalene and The Age of Virgo

  • work in progress.To my dismay, I was searching my facebook page for an article I once wrote, which began: “IN THE NAME OF TANTRA – Jesus is to Mary Magdalene, as Pisces is to Virgo!”…and it had *totally* disappeared without a trace…That’s happened once before, on another page – no note.
    It’s completely frustrating.
    And makes me hate fb; but it’s not like any of us will ever leave… ce12d65edcd0742d0b6e6448dcd06179I planned to write a longer article, someday, on how The Womb was the most valuable resource on earth. How Temples were wombs; the doors shaped like vaginas. How the body is a Temple, and the womb for the soul.
    About how EGYPT was the Age of LEO, with the ghost of Aquarius in the background…
    Maybe I’ll get around to it, soon.
    Until then, enjoy WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE PATRIARCHAL PYRAMID?This article went with my future post:

    The Astrological Ages

    * the link is back! It’s September, 2017, and it has been missing since June, 2016; since I regularly peruse the photos-section to find and share things I’ve written…



    Suddenly, everything has clicked back into place:

    Think, The Astrological Ages;


    Can you see what has been separated?

    Each one, hidden in the other, that duality has torn asunder.

    Virgo is The World; The Form; The Matrix; The Material; The Embodiment; The Manifest.
    Spirit, Embodied.
    The Completion of Creation.

    Pisces is The Infinite.
    Pure, vast, unmanifest, Eternal Consciousness and Light-ness.
    The Spirit. The Union. The Dream.

    In the comments, I’ll include an article I wrote that also touches on the Ages, which is a little different to this awesome article, below.

    In my mind, Egypt is *clearly* The Age of Leo.
    Solar Worship, Gold, Glamour, Gods & Goddesses – etc
    Leo’s Tantra is Aquarius; looking at The Mirror-Age, I see Aquarian Technology; faience; “aliens”; high society; future-vision; attempts at humanitarian influence, and much more.

    (the article below sees Egypt as The Age of Taurus/Scorpio)

    For me, the Age of Taurus is all the Pan-sensual feasting, celebration, and earthiness of The Pagans – The christian-demonised “Horned God”.
    Taurus’ Tantra being Scorpio; sexuality, the occult, the underworld – the very axis of Life-Pleasure *because* of Life-Death.

    Check out this article on The Tantra of The Ages, and see the comments, below, for more:

    In Aramaic, the same word is used for ‘prostitute’, and “most beloved”. MM was the latter. His Tantric Partner.

    She was also intended to be the first ‘pope’ of his teachings – but the madmen stole the role, and defamed her.

    And this song… x

    CREATRIX: 3 parts a Lady, one part ‘other’

    Alex Collier

    Parthenogenesis: the whole story of Jesus is *really* a story about the WOMB.


truth_3Hello, Bees!

Want to help the project spread around the world, or find and create spaces closer to you?

At its inception, someone decided to post a series of ads on gumtree (Australia’s version of Craigslist) seeking unused and degraded land for growing food forests to feed people for free.

The responses were so positive and generous, that the idea spread, taking on a life of its own; from people offering unused land to grow food and shelter, to inviting people to help out or join their already established communities, to co-creating entirely new ones!

I heard about this project, and decided to devote my Love to helping it get ON and IN the ground!

I built a website to help you find each other; it has a forum where you can discuss what you might have to offer to Love…

How YOU can help, is by spreading the word about the website by posting ads for unused or available land in your local media forums, like community papers, craigslist, gumtree in your area, social media, relevant communities, and anything else you can think of!
If you can figure out how to reclaim Crown Land for public and community use – do let us know.
In Victoria, alone, there are plenty of vacant houses just waiting to be stolen by the banks (see comments for links) … let’s see if we can’t keep them for the community.

You can also help by communicating with your local grocers, markets, and co-ops, and by opening up discussion on how to best serve the world.

You can create little Love-cards to pollinate your world with, like what I made, here:
Colour-print them on some card, cut, and hand them out at festivals, co-ops, schools, breakfast bars, or vendor stores. 🙂


Print me!


Ritual of Letting Go

“Things aren’t the way they should be.
Things are the way the are.”
~ Unknown

In the Southern Hemisphere, we are fading into the Longest Night.
The Longest Night holds the secrets of the eternal velvet blackness, whose star-speckled truth is often blinded by the activity of the single sun.

But this is Christmas.
And it has a spirit…
An evergreen tree would be brought inside, to remind everyone that not everything dies in Winter.
And we’d all stay warm, together, close, and sharing.
Intimacy: that Invisible Light.
We would return to the Womb of Life, where we all began, for nourishment, “time-out”, and rebirth.

Any fears we find in the stillness and shadows of that deep inner-space, or that we find obscuring the glittering hope of infinite stars, are projections of our scarred psyche.
Individual, or collective – depending on your reach.

This is the place of dreams.

Or of nightmares.

We colour it, we seed it, like painters.

The Soul Shrinker

The Soul Shrinker
“OK, so not the prettiest card in the deck, but believe it or not, a long time ago, the Soul Shrinker was very beautiful – but every wicked, mean, nasty or unnecessarily critical thing that we humans say, or even think, cause him to become more ugly. Every time we are unconditionally loving and kind, he becomes less ugly. Obviously, we have a long way to go.”
~ Read more: http://faeryforestmagic.blogspot.com.au/2011/05/faery-message-for-saturday-14th-may.html

Look to the changing of the seasons, and look to the moon.
Look to the rising and the setting of the sun.
Feel the Rhythm of Life turning in you.

The Winter Solstice is the deepest in-breath.
The day after tomorrow, we breathe out.

So take this time to commune with the Dreamtime, and meet The Alchemist who dwells in the centre of the Earth, whose portals are the caves, and the hollows in the trees.
The one who grinds bones to ashes, to dust, to black oil… hand over your everything and she’ll make you medicine.
This is:
“Crone Lhamo”

 Enter the cave...:http://www.thealchemyofholism.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/61Crone.pdf

Lhamo; Tibetan for “Goddess”
“Do not be satisfied with a superficial approach, look deeper.
Do not fear your own inner knowing.
Crone Lhamo requires total authenticity.
Time to release a lot of baggage you have been carrying for a very long time.
Time to release disease.
Time to cut away all that is no longer needed.
Get down to the basic bones of the situation.
The Crone’s cauldron is just the place to recycle it. She can take it all in her dark brew and just suck all the negativity out of it and turn it into……
Time to release your whole idea of who you are and jump into the unknown. 
And not just the unknown, but a dark and spooky one at that.
Time to re-examine our group projections.
Our projections of good and evil and all those archetypes we take for granted…”

Enter the Cave of Lhamo for Ritual and Medicine…: http://www.thealchemyofholism.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/61Crone.pdf


Create a “List of Loss“.
From Loved Ones
To Dreams
To Values
to saudade…

Sometimes, things are taken from us
Sometimes, we let things go.
Sometimes, we are the ones who take things away…

You may put your List in an envelope, and address it to Crone Lhamo, if you wish.
You can post it in the mail (haha)
Or: you can Light a Fire – a portal to her stash of ashes – and you can deliver it to her Cauldron of Alchemy, that way.

Return it all to the void from which it was born.
Nothing was ever really “yours”
– except you.

Meditate upon this:


you can change ‘god’ to Lhamo, if you wish. 😉


Assuming you are working with Flame (and not the post office)
Find that flame within you that never dies
That which is you, yours.
That which has never been touched.

Become One with that flame for a while.
Immerse yourself in yourself.
Get to know your true, inextinguishable power.

Gather your strength, and purity.

Imagine it growing bigger and bigger
Consuming your Heart
Consuming your Body
Until you Glow
Let it burn away the outer shell of muck that the world has projected upon you, that has made your Soul Shrink.

with warmth.


* * * VIBES * * *
If you like them, then:
(feel the “Mm” in the bridge of your nose)



The first one is Ganesh, who unblocks all your chakras and portals and makes you clean and clear – ready for fine-tuning, like the Instrument of Peace and Change that you are.
The second one is Kali Ma, with the Red Tongue. She takes yukky things away.

(*these are phonetic)


Remember that only what is empty can be filled.
Remember that all the leaves must go, before Spring can bloom.
Remember the acorn that transforms into an oak, only by being completely shattered.
“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
~ Anais Nin

To remind you of your blooming, work with flowers.
Anoint your Heart with Rose oil or water, or some flower you like.
If you’re lucky enough to have a bath, bathe in it.
Add salt, and Lavender: both dissolve negative energy and cleanse the auric field ~ the colour violet.
If you don’t have a bath, make a magical solution, and anoint yourself with it; from the tip of your head to the tips of your toes.
The temples, behind the ears, between the eyes, down the throat, and keep going…
Remember what it feels like to *~ Bloom ~*
As you touch each space, imagine it bursting open, sloughing off the old, and bursting forth new light…

*~ Bloom ~*

*~ Bloom ~*


Create a circle.
Out of stones, or cushions, or stand or sit in a hula-hoop.
This is the circle that represents no beginning, and no end; time out of time.
This gives you an idea of boundaries, yet also of our sameness; our personal space, to which we are all entitled.
Allowing only what we want in that space, and filling that circle with our self, our radiance, our expression.
Feel all cords and connections being burned away in the Light of your Radiance and Power, and falling outside the circle, retracting to whom they came from, or seeping into the earth, or withering like a severed umbilical cord.
Letting go of what once nourished you, and tuning into that flame that you are of The Great Bonfire.

This Solstice, there is a Global Prayer happening: essentially, it’s about praying for people who don’t know spirit, to know spirit.
Those who don’t know Spirit, go around stealing energy from others, and consuming everything in their wake.
So sit in your Spirit Circle, let go of any contracts/energy cords to which you were not party.
Any old Soul Contracts – just let go.
You can make new ones; for now, it’s too confusing and chaotic…
Just let it all go.
Become One.
And pray for everyone to know The One.

We are all connected.
Everything matters.


Believe in the power of ordinary people who like to dress up as superheroes.


Throw out all the dead things; dead flowers, empty packets, used tealight shells, junk mail – anything you can find with dead energy.
Clear your space, and offer it up the trash portal – another secret entrance the the Cave of Lhamo.
So you want to be conscious of waste, and discard it gratefully.
Into the cauldron we go…


Clear your Heart

“Stop insisting on clearing your head — clear your fucking heart instead.”
~ Charles Bukowski

Everyone is in there; some like thorns, some deeper than others, some like an ice-pick, a dagger, or an axe.
People are constantly starting things they don’t finish.
Some find the passcode, unlock the safe, and run away with the jewels…
Some turn your Heart to a Harp, and play it like you’ve never heard it sing before ~ or will again.
And you knock on your chest; no harp, only thuds.

But you know what?
That’s ok.
Clearing the Heart is a big job, but first of all, remember that it’s YOUR Love.
No one made you any more or less Loving.
It was you, the whole time.
It’s your Heart, the core of you, and it met people, and it Loved them.

The biggest problem, is that so many people are so disconnected from their Hearts, they weren’t even aware of the conversation it was having with yours.
They’re all up in their head, trying to be in control, and make practical decisions about what they would like in life.
– this is such a big topic, all of its own; I couldn’t possibly cover it in just this section.
The truth is, people don’t know how to be Soul Mates.
They approach relationships like a contract, and usually, LOVE is far from being involved.
There’s a warmth, an attraction, a partnership.
But Soul is usually locked in the safe.
And you *know* a person who has known REAL Love; the two of you could be in Love in an instant, because you both carry it around in your Hearts.
It is the silent smile, shared.
Everyone else just has a résumé, and a compatibility shopping list.
There is one other kind of Love-er: The Warden.

So first of all, we’re going to breathe into the Heart, and feel for any fractures.
We are going to listen, and we are going to talk.
Because the Heart is a Unicorn.
It’s a rare and magical creature with a bio-luminescence all of its own.
It sends out homing signals to those who speak its particular language.
– it doesn’t use English.

So, I can’t really say much more about it; nothing compares to what I could tell you with a hug.
If you want some intensive help to Clear your fucking Heart, then utilise this, and adapt it accordingly: for example, replace ‘mind’, with ‘heart’, and use your thoughts to sort out your feelings.
Feel things.
You could draw a Heart Mandala, and hear what it really has to say, face to face…
Creativity is the fire, that flame of inextinguishable you…

And don’t be mean to your Heart – it’s clearly been through enough.

And keep an eye out for Love-Beams and Unique Superpowers.

And keep an eye out for Love-Beams and Unique Superpowers.


Return to Sender
When Love wants to pour forth healing, potential, growth, expansion, and all sorts of untold magic, and the recipient for whom it was intended does not wish to receive it, it’s then that we must return that Love to sender.
Or burn forever with longing, and aim.

Divine Love comes from The Source.
That Bonfire of which we are flames.
Divine Love has plans for us all.

But there is also, free will.
First, Love is a gift.
Second, it is a choice.

So if we can’t let it out, it must go back in…
Commune with your Radiance, and Return unfulfilled Love to Sender.