Bloom After the Fall

I love to find flowers on the pavement. I have photographed many encounters and am fascinated by the art they create after their fall to the ground. We think of flowers upright, on a stem or floating in crystal bowl at a fancy dress event underneath sparkling lights… but on the ground, possibly going to ignored, stepped on… disregarded for they are not in their usual surroundings. These are the flowers I learn from. If I fall in any way, a delve into a character defect that causes me to act badly, be forgetful, unthinking… or if a project I thought was going to go into action has be halted by another changing their mind… or if I just have a bad day, and my colorful blooms have fallen… I can just change my perspective and look at it differently.  Oh! A New Perspective. There’s an idea!


It’s the glory of it not being over until it’s over… or just when you thought it was one way and it turns out to be totally different. How do I respond? How do I respond to change?  And here we are… the first rains in Los Angeles of the New Year 2018! Two words: SO EXCITING! It was just POURING moments ago early this hour of crystal blue persuasion. Glorious rain! And so much will bloom because of it!


And so here we are into our Winter, blooming after our Fall! Thrilling! And the stories! The stories, these blooms do tell! Many of us have many stories of falling… falling to pieces… falling apart… falling through…and as we come out, we come through, wherever we are and  tell our stories. We are not alone in these similar experiences…so it’s fun to share. Where has that fallen rose just come from? Who dropped it? Did I drop it? I’ve dropped a LOT, let me tell you. My manners most of all! But they’ll grow again… I know I have to pull them out and replant them, plug back in. I may have had a tricky time of it lately… but I’m blooming after all… It’s happening and I’m excited! Like a fallen bloom…I’m excited to shine in a new way.  Every day, every moment we have this chance! Let’s bloom after our falls, shall we? Bloomin’ lovely shall we be! Blessed BE!

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Ah the church bells are tolling – it is 12:00pm and a very HAPPY HALLOWEEN! HAPPY SAMHAIN and HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL!! Those of us who know from WITCH WE COME can enjoy the celebration of such a FESTIVE and FORCEFUL time in the UNIVERSE. The ENERGY of the NEW is ever PRESENT and I am FEELING the NEWNESS in its ABUNDANCE the time is NIGH for CHANGE!

Witch brings me to the QUESTION of our PURPOSE – and the KNOWING of WHERE WE ARE IN THE SCHEME OF OUR LIVES. Are we the FOREFRONT in the LIGHT or the back in the DARK? Are we GOING HIGH when they go low? WITCHES FLY don’t you know?

And this goes for all women and men boys and girls and all in between aside and TOGETHER – however you IDENTIFY is your SELF your TRUTH and your BEING – it doesn’t matter in the end for we are all ENERGY BEINGS exchanging our energy, SHARING IT and MELDING it and MIXING it up! The great LESSON that I am constantly LEARNING over and over again is that I HAVE CREATED MY SURROUNDINGS AND MY LIFE. Everything is a RESULT OF MY THINKING. Be it ‘good’ or ‘bad’ or often, ‘indifferent’ – IT IS WHAT IT IS BECAUSE I HAVE THOUGHT IT SO. I cannot blame or commend anyone but me – as tempting as that may be!

I remember today that I am THE WITCH OF MY DOMAIN and my domain is all my family, friends, work and life. It is EVERYTHING I HAVE CREATED surrounding me are the RESULTS OF MY CHOICES. The lesson I learn is that I can make the MAGIC – MAGIC IS TO BEND OR SHAPE. Magic is the mayhem, the PROMISE, the BEGINNING and the MOVEMENT. Magic is the MYSTERY we continue to DISCOVER. MAGIC IS THE MOTHER, THE FATHER and THE SPIRIT OF MY SOUL. WE ARE ALL ONE IN THE MAGIC TOGETHER. We are the BALL OF SPIRIT. The LIGHT EVERLASTING the BEAUTY and the BUGS, the BRILLIANCE and the BLASTING THROUGH THE OLD TO GET TO THE NEW.

SO HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY MY MAGIC ONES, happy to have a new day, a new WAY to SEE and to BE and to SHARE. When we trick or treat, DRESS UP AND PLAY, we are making new magic for all to partake. So take a Hula Hoop and shake, rattle and roll… enjoy the rain, the breeze and the EASE and play to your HEART’S CONTENT! Happy Halloween to all and share in the MERRIMENT and remember to JUST LOVE today!! BLESSED BE!! xoxoxo


Setting on our Way





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Me as Vampirina’s mom, Oksana ~ doing a Hula Hoop! Happy Halloween!


Be magnificent in everything you do! YES! Momma! I will, you say! For you are magnificent and it really is so easy to do! Magnificent You!

Then we might turn and forget…and feel impelled to be a snarkass mofu – but we can’t!  We shan’t! For as you already know, we are you and you are we and I am you!

So when you are magnificent, then I am magnificent and it is magnificent and the day is beyond gorgeous to boot!

And yes, there is, indeed, poopoo all around us. Si, my Loves, I know. I see it too. Merde, blimey shitey and sticky what-A. Yes, we turn, we look down, we see it on the street. We hear it out of the mouths of many we pay to be regal. We read it all over the social streams. But, we don’t have to be such, we can be magnificent and then the magnificent fever just might catch! We will all burn up with terrific magnificence and then, spring out dancing in the streets, right where we are! Which would be lovely, wouldn’t it?

For as the Beatles pointed out so profoundly, “And in the end, the love you take is equal the love you make.” Love is magnificence!

Let’s start tweeting this, shall we, to those who seem to profoundly forget this?

The choice we make to be magnificent? We will receive this back in heaps and bounds. And I and you will feel the light from within igniting the light from without.

So shine on silver and gold beings and be free, streak in blatant magnificence throughout the day! Gorgeous, beyond divine, magnificent weeeeeee!


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