Cool, Calm, and Moist
I'm going to take a deep breath, and continue to breathe deeply, fully, and rhythmically. Drink in the pleasure. Live.
Photo: Sequoia National park. Sonya Bullaty and Angelo Lomeo.
posted by jm at 2:40 AM
Sunday, March 18, 2007
I'm going to take a deep breath, and continue to breathe deeply, fully, and rhythmically. Drink in the pleasure. Live.
Photo: Sequoia National park. Sonya Bullaty and Angelo Lomeo.
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I am a brilliant creation of the universe formed from the cosmic protoplasm sailing into eternity. I have two hands, two feet, a couple of great ears, and I'm clipping through life at a moderate pace; minding my p*s and q*s, crossing my t*s, dotting every i.
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Astrid
Aaah! My Taurean Sun wants to frolic in that forest. I'm desperately looking forward to Spring!
Astrid! I didn't know about this. Thank you. We are in tune.
Chrispito, any amount of Taurus you want to send out is, and will be fantastic. The universe smiles.
My Taurus next door neighbor used to have the exact same feeling about spring.
And I'm hereby making a vow. I love this medium
for these statements of intent.
Pluto just finished transiting my Venus, ruler of my Taurus NN. I will now appreciate my senses and the pleasures of living at every opportunity I find, and even more.... that I make.
Starting now. This is going to be a glorious spring.
There. Written to go down in history.
Strange. I woke up with the name Sequoia Adams in my head today. I'm not even sure if anyone uses "Sequoia" as a name, but I thought it was kind of cool. I'd forgotten about it until just now when I saw your photo.
ag, that's wild.
I like it. If I had nerve, I would use it as a stage name. Guaranteed success.
Sequoias get so large because they grow fast over a long lifetime. They live so long because they are resistant to many insects and diseases, and because they can survive most fires. Sequoias do have a weakness — a shallow root system. The main cause of death among mature sequoias is toppling.
Survive fires?
Wow! Surviving fires sounds pretty cool for a tree.
The thick, tannin-rich bark, combined with foliage that starts high above the ground provides good protection from both fire and insect damage.
In the recent great fire of San Francisco, that began April 18th, 1906, we succeeded in finally stopping it in nearly all directions where the unburned buildings were almost entirely of frame construction and if the exterior finish of these buildings had not been of redwood lumber, I am satisfied that the area of the burned district would have been greatly extended.
Redwoods. Human resistant?
Everything survives something.
Oh. My. GOD! Jm, that is the perfect stage name! Maybe we could start a Sequoia Adams Performane Project and join all the Saturn Leos we know all over...heck, I guess that includes ol' You Know Who?! LOL!!
Some playing music, some staging theatre performance, some painting, some building, some singing, some dreaming, some cooking...
Ah! Sequoia Adams of the world, unite for a force for greater creative good!
Oh, and I'm sending out my Taurean love for love and beauty in the performance world...singing, playing, arrranging
Maybe we could start a Sequoia Adams Performane Project and join all the Saturn Leos we know all over...
YES!!!!
Isn't that name incredible? It makes me realize how tough that Saturn in Leo is. An uninhibited one would snatch it and fly. I've been thinking a long time about a stage name. I want to do it. This is inspiring. I'd love to go all the way!
That's acousticgod's, but something with just as much flair would be great. Maybe it'll come in a dream.
some staging theatre performance
That's the ticket.
Oh, and I'm sending out my Taurean love for love and beauty in the performance world...singing, playing, arrranging
Chrispito, this is beautiful. The way you said it. I just might go full speed ahead now. But I need that name.
I really like this. The Sequoia Adams Performance Project. It has the scent of success. We'll have to have a pow-wow with acousticgod.
The wheels are starting to spin. I played Friday night at an art gallery, and I'm thinking of making it a steady thing.
If we just let the creativity out in these sprouting neighborhoods and let it plot its course, amazing things could happen. Art, performance, music, and all could find the magnetic alignment that's natural.
We can support it all with our own combined nickels and dimes. What a thought.
Back to basics. I think artistic movements start this way.
I just remembered!!
A couple of years ago. I composed and played the music for a show a couple of artists were doing to showcase their costumes and masks. After the shows, I played my own music, and they danced, of course, asking repeatedly where the artists had found me. It's keeps coming back in my memory.
Nothing like a little Saturn/Neptune for the arts!
World get ready! The Sequoia Adams Performance Project is percolating.
You're free to the name. Like I said, I woke up with it, and my last name isn't Adams, so if it's meant for something I'm willing to let that happen. I don't mind releasing most of my ideas, and if I had an intent for it I probably would have kept it secret.
Interesting the talk of art as well, because since I was last here I've been developing an artistic idea, and reading up on art on the internet. This is a cool site: http://www.artbusiness.com/artists.html
I've been thinking about doing some sort of specialized art for awhile. I know it has to be something that's not only good, but unique and desirable. I think I might be onto an idea right now. Now it's just getting down to the practical nitty-gritty.
Now it's just getting down to the practical nitty-gritty.
Direct me there acousticgod!!!!!!
I know it has to be something that's not only good, but unique and desirable.
Not hard to do. I think we create the desire, somehow, and that's what I've been thinking about. Or it comes when we really put it out, and we know/learn what to do to keep it going. Maybe some magic.
And thanks for the name!
It beats Vivian Va Voom, one of our local gals, although that one does work.
If we just let the creativity out in these sprouting neighborhoods and let it plot its course, amazing things could happen. Art, performance, music, and all coud find the magnetic alignment that's natural.
We can support it all with our own combined nickels and dimes. What a thought.
Back to basics. I think artistic movements start this way.
Just spent seven of the most grueling days of my life doing the above: participating in an Arts Festival, one of the top in the country they say.
They who?is my question. After the first two hours my valiant son says, "Why are WE here?" Boring. Excruciatingly BORING. Organized by uber wealthy republicans to provide entertainment and exposure to Arts in one of the most beautiful and exclusive settings you can imagine.
Whooo-boy.
We were saved from expiring by a native Hawaiian with the sweetest voice in the world who slipped in songs in his native language and songs of liberation amongst his pop selections. Doubtful anyone noticed but us!
We could have flogged Malmac with greater success.
Our obstacle is "need to be the same". Creativity is invisible to people who want to look identical to their peers, gotta drive the same car, wear the same clothes, have the same art, listen to the same music.
Sequoia Adams Performance Project, I'm for it! I have very, very talented friends, we are polished and ready! (we are not all Saturn in Leos)
Tseka! That's so funny; I just joined a gospel choir and the man who leads it is Hawaiian!
I am almost stunned a joined it. It all happened so fast. A co-worker mentioned he was in it and I blurted out: "I want to, too!"
So here I am, singing about the Lord when I am contemplating what God is! I feel a bit like I am re-visiting my roots.
When I imagine the Sequoia Adams Performance Project I imagine a travelling minstrel band! I was in Nepal in 2005 and took a bus across the country. At one town, a Nepali folk-music trio boarded and performed until the next town. All the people on the bus knew the songs and sang along. Then they were gone...
percolate percolate percolte
Well my four n planets in Cap, including Sun, say, thanks for this pic--gorgeous!
Jude
FOUR PLANETS IN CAP!!!!!!!
Pluto coming to my Cap MC means business!
Welcome Jude!
Tseka, thanks so much for this. Something is up.
They who?is my question.
That IS the question.
The thing I had in mind was the art's district in my town which is still not gentrified and the wealthy haven't taken over.
It's not like a festival. people live and work in their galleries and it's a round the clock artistic endeavor, completely experimental. Crap mixed with almost good. One woman has a gallery and she actually is very good. An oil painter. Surprisingly good. One good artists always gives me hope.
I hate the arts festivals and I don't participate. the Cherry Creek Festival in Denver is one of the biggest and it's disgusting. people walk around bored and unfocused in these gatherings, and they're not worth it, for the inspiration they take out of you. Events organized by more creative types could work.
We could have flogged Malmac with greater success.
Heheh.
Our obstacle is "need to be the same". Creativity is invisible to people who want to look identical to their peers, gotta drive the same car, wear the same clothes, have the same art, listen to the same music.
What to do about this?
I've been thinking long and hard about presentation. To cut through the mediocrity. Not fanfare but an attitude of showing ourselves to the world in a way they can't ignore, based our confidence and determination, belief, and pure will. The first showing is vital. I think not to identify ourselves with what will diminish.
I've come to the conclusion that it is entirely up to me to get my work out there, outside completely of their habits, character, insecurity, imitation of the genuine, and bad taste.
Within the whole are individuals who will respond. Who have the need and desire for "me", and the rest of us in the Sequoia Project.
When I imagine the Sequoia Adams Performance Project I imagine a travelling minstrel band!
This is it. Express our ideas spontaneously from our imaginations.
When the Sequoia Adams performance Project was created yesterday, I got unusually excited, having been blue about my blues for some time. This is how the real thing starts. From the tiny kernel and grows upward and outward.
The problem comes from these wealthy artificial arrangements superimposed on life. It grows from life's protoplasm, becuuse humanity can't live without art.
We must pursue the dissemination.
percolate, percolate, percolate
we are not all Saturn in Leos
Thank god. Enough is too much!
Jude Cowell: artist, astrologer, writer
Maybe this is the way. Consolidate and share. Find one another and stick together. The energy might be all we need.
Sequoias are among the tallest, most majestic of nature's creations, towering above many other trees and plants, and resistant to disease and fire. They produce a reaction in the heart and an uplifting in spirit when seen.
I'm going to absorb this, become a redwood, thrive easily, and live for a long, long, long time undisturbed by invading elements. Solid and true, contributing to the forest ecosystem.
The Sequoia Adams Performance Project is born.
At last! :o)
Took us a minte!
The shattered egg help birth this, don't you think?
This is so great! I have never been convinced that people really want to be like each other (same car, same, clothes). Just not convinced...I mean, it is what many aspire for. But it seems like a false sort of inspiration.
Art must be fearless. Performance must explain. Music must speak for itself...I think of the art passed down from our ancestors. Prestige has often, often played a part in art's creation (think, for example, of the funeral kore in Ancient Greece). In our times, that prestige is merely celebrity and fortune.
Prestige in art, in my eyes, should be about sharing spiritual resources.
The cigarette-sponsered Jazz fesivals in my town? They don't cut it. The spirit is there, but it grows dimmer still by the focus on financial prestige.
"Consolidate and share. Find one another and stick together. The energy might be all we need."
Yes! Energy created this planet, and energy will sustain it.
"I'm going to absorb this, become a redwood, thrive easily, and live for a long, long, long time undisturbed by invading elements. Solid and true, contributing to the forest ecosystem."
Jm, this is so beautiful, and such a noble, growth-inspired statement of a Taurean NN such as your fine self! I love it.
I have long felt that it is to my benefit if I am undisturbed by invading elements, as you say. Must. keep. living!
OMG, chrispito. Goose bumps are rising. Am I finally able to embrace the Taurus calling in me?
I have long felt that it is to my benefit if I am undisturbed by invading elements
My dream come true. To be so deeply rooted in myself. There's a secret, and I mean to find it. To allow the elements their path but I don't have to merge, really. Let them pass by. They won't invade unless I let them. I know this.
Art must be fearless. Performance must explain
This is great. I think artists are born with the ability to do this, along with the talent.
In our times, that prestige is merely celebrity and fortune.
Prestige in art, in my eyes, should be about sharing spiritual resources.
It's up to us. The lure of fame and fortune is wired in apparently, and maybe self-mastery is the only way.
I'm going to do the deep breathing and leave the world to do as it will. my own destiny is the only one I can affect. The more I concentrate on being a great "performing" artist, the better off I'll be.
Taurus appreciates the earth, no matter what the humans are doing. And they enjoy themselves, I've noticed.
Thank you, chrispito. This has more significance now than you know.
This is so great! I have never been convinced that people really want to be like each other (same car, same, clothes). Just not convinced...I mean, it is what many aspire for. But it seems like a false sort of inspiration.
I've studied this all my life, never being accepted by the group. This gave me a detached perspective.
I think we initially want to individuate, but fear overcomes and people seek the protection of the tribe, wanting umbilical re-attachment and safety. There is an age old need to be like the others, for identification purposes..who belongs and who is the enemy. I think we are slowly evolving from this.
At first the group welcomes someone different. Refreshing and inspiring. But then, it swallows the difference and threatens to ostracize when the members don't conform. Predictable behaviors are required, and abnormalities are rejected. I think this is the pivotal point. How much does one need to belong? Survival fears are part of it.
Maybe artists are in the vanguard as we learn that being different is safe. Pluto in Sagittarius has taken this up a notch.
I would like to leave an offering, small words, in this altar of ancient trees.
May the soul of Neith's mother, who has found release just before the eclipse, be boundless in joy. May those who loved her find that joy in places such as this.
Amen.
I would like to leave an offering, small words, in this altar of ancient trees.
May the soul of Neith's mother, who has found release just before the eclipse, be boundless in joy. May those who loved her find that joy in places such as this.
Thank you so much for these words, sister of the Westside . . . She had her Mars & Venus in Virgo and loved her garden and loved being out in the forest. And her many cats and dogs that waited to accompany her on her path . . . a lovely, loving thought . . .
I've been through the process several times, and the first feeling I get at the moment of death is unmistakable joy for the person who has just died. Then, of course, the sorrow and personal loss take the reins, but for me, the joy for the passage remains forever. The extreme of ecstasy and pain are one at this moment. One of the most complete experiences I know of.
I've always felt that the ecstasy of release at death is worth all the pain of our living. When the time comes, we are exactly ready, no matter what the circumstance. I saw it in the eyes, and felt it in the rooms. And knew it in the sublime stillness. The time is exactly right for the living, too. We are ready to go on without them, and they know this full well.
The journey the living take after this momentous event, is entirely personal, and revealing in ways you never could have known.
I celebrate death, just as I celebrate birth. Maybe even slightly more. There's just something about it. The most awe-inspiring experience I've ever had. There is no argument with death. It's freedom.
neith, welcome to the land of the motherless!
It's a new chapter in your life, now, and there is infinity to cover. The joys and sorrows take on a new tone from here on out.
Your mother loved you because of the way and the time of her death. You're about to discover just how much. A special legacy to you, dying on exact transit. My father did the same. The only one.
There is also an initiation with the dying of our parents. Our lives are are own, and the responsibility becomes ours.
I think we are reborn with each one, and the urge to live, and make the most of it, is at its most powerful when the deaths are here.
Another fascinating part, is how our loved ones die. This is a message to us, since the memory is there forever. An easy peaceful passing at the end of a long life, leaves us with a more positive outlook for the rest of our own lives, as the memory comes back so often. This one moment is a marker and a powerful accompaniment, so I feel the love when they make it easier for us.
A good mother she is.
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