What a beautiful Saturday

From Guide for the Advanced Soul:

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God picks up the reed-flute

world and blows.

Each note is a need coming

through one of us,

a passion,

a longing pain.

Remember the lips where the wind-breath

originated,

and let your note be clear.

Don't try to end it.

Be your note.

I'll show you how it's enough.

Go up on the roof at night,

in this city of the soul.

Let everyone climb on their roofs

and sing their notes!

Sing loud!

--Rumi

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Do, say, think, smell, touch, believe, taste, hear

something wonderful this summer weekend.

Life is good ... and so are all of you!

Peace out, SisSTARS and Brothers!

Love from your SisSTAR

XOXOXO

the sweetness of your life

Sharing with you the affirmation of today in Science of Mind magazine:

When such as I cast out remorse,/So great a sweetness flows into the breast./We must laugh and we must sing,/We are blest by everything,/ Everything we look upon is blest.

W.B. Yeats

Spirituality is natural goodness.

The Science of Mind, page 308

Is there a persistent negative story you tell yourself about your life? Do you tell yourself that you aren't good enough, you don't have enough, that you're misunderstood or unappreciated? Whatever your story may be, set an intention to notice when you start to tell your story--then stop telling it.

Be willilng to rest in something greater than t he story you tell about yourself. Why not rest in the sweetness of Spirit? Why not rest in the honey of your soul? Move beyond the nagging fear of lack and surrender to the immensity of Spirit.

You don't have to figure out all the reasons for your negative chatter. Simply sink into the sweetness of God. Sink into the natural sweetness you had as a child before the noise of the world became louder than the song inside you.

Sink into the sweetness of a love so real that the only words that form on your lips and spill from your mouth are: Thank you God for my life! Let your new story become a positive one of how you found rest in the sugary sweetness of your own life.

Affirmation:

I no longer tell a negative story about myself. I turn within and I feel the sweetness of Spirit upon me. I rest in the sweetness of my life and give thanks for all of my blessings.

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Sending out highest and best wishes for a beautiful August weekend, with love from your SisSTAR Kylita xoxoxo

that was fun

It's 2:30 am and I'm sitting here trying to figure out how to post my new TizMe persona I created. It was great fun putting "myself" together. I'd actually saved another one of me but she flew the coop. Try it! It was just good ol' mind numbing fun! ;oD It's not my fault if they didn't give me a choice of "body sizes" to represent "me" but I had to take this hot body and just add "me" more to it. So ... in case you have been wondering what I've been up to, just work, work and dumb TV shows and creating a TizMe ... oh, and I did go to see Mamma Mia! with my girlfriend last night. It was fun, too. The word of the day is: FUN. Get some, y'all!
Now I gotta go have me some fun dreams. Nightie night from your SisSTAR XOXOXO

Mowing Song

Speaking of intoxicated!

As I was mowing yesterday on the rider, it was a beautiful day and I was thinking about all my blessings and about my cat and how mellow and sweet he gets when he's nippin' (into the catnip patches all over he's cultivated) and since I, too, was feeling pretty "mellow" I remembered reading from a new book I bought "227 things to know about your cat..." or something like that, it stated that some cats like catnip and some don't, like humans, cats are some of the creatures who sometimes prefer to be "intoxicated". Hmmmmm. Food for thought.

So anyway...

I was mowing and there were wildflowers and cool breezes and sunshine and dragonflies and toads and a huge Monarch, all of a sudden I made up a song and it goes like this:

You know I'd rather be intoxicated,

I'd rather fly

yes, I'd rather be intoxicated

you don't know my reasons why.

***

If I could face reality

I would

I do my best to make that

understood!

***

But me, I'd rather be intoxicated

I'd rather fly

Peacefully and calmly lit!

Intoxicated!

you don't know my reasons why.

***

Oh yes! I'd rather be intoxicated

Blissfully ignorant of bad news

Not apathetic, just intoxicated

Dance and float along, intoxicated

Run around, kick off my shoes.

***

If I could handle reality

I would (but I can't)

I do my best to make this

understood

***

Yes, here I am again--intoxicated!

Here I am, folks, I can fly

(or sit staring...)

Yes! Intoxicated...

you don't know my reasons why.

***

I'd rather be intoxicated

like my cat is with his toy

Yes, I'd do well being intoxicated

I'm not trying to be coy.

***

...................there was lots more but you catch my drift, eh?

p.s. Isn't the photo beautiful--again, it is a stone's throw from the hospital I was born in. What a privilege to be connected to this peaceful harbor (but you should see it in the winter!)

Goodnight, Bloggie Souls...with love from

Your SisSTAR

KLH

"keep laughin' honey!"

Clicked a random photo and came up with Johnny! So here's a tribute to our nephew, a few yrs back, at a 4th of July party and Jeff's birthday. He's an awesome person that we love a lot. (And I know your sister reads my blog so she's bound to tell ya.)

So hang in there, Yonny ... keep playing guitar! (blues ;o) It'd be nice to party with you guys again someday soon. Enjoy your summer, all of you, and hope to see you soon!!

Love,

Auntie Kyle and

Uncle Jeff

xoxoxoxoxo

Remembering Dana

Dana Meredith Haswell, Jr.

(9-17-53 to 8-10-06)

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There's so many things I could write about my brother. But right now I'm not going to. What I am going to post here is a poem that I wrote for my husband, Jeff, who was a very good friend of Dana's for 9 yrs before I met him. I wrote it for him to try and cheer him up after his sister, Shirley, died. It was taken from true memories that I had from my childhood with my little brother (and only sibling) from the big log swing that my dad built for us with a swing, a trapeze and a "chinning bar". There were giant 10-12' tall sunflowers growing on the other side of the chainlink fence in dad's garden ... little did I realize then what a paradise we lived in. Many who have read this or heard me recite it have asked, "What is a Parrish sky?" so I'll just say now, it's from the Maxfield Parrish paintings that I love ... you know, with the beautiful young girls swinging and sitting naked on top of a hill or rock looking out at the blue sky and a star twinkling. He always could capture that pink and blue awesomeness with the big white fluffy clouds. So that's what it means. I turned this into a children's song and have sang it to a few babies and young kids, and even some "old kids" like me. I can't sing it here for you but just make up your own melody and that'll be fine by me. Though we had quite a tumultuous relationship, I miss my brother, missing knowing that he is at the other end of his cell phone if I needed to talk (which was very rare) or getting his messages telling me off after he drank too much around 1-2 am. I miss what we should've/could've had. I wish I did have my childhood to live over...I would've been kinder and the sibling rivalry would have been healthier...but maybe we are closer now than we've ever been............so, here's to you, Dana. I love you.

WINGS OF A DRAGONFLY

When I'm unhappy and smiles won't come

And tears too often flow

I sing a little song to cheer me up

That I think you should know:

"Sailing along like a gull

through a pink and blue Parrish sky

give me a swing to fly up high

and parachute out - cartwheel away

just like in years gone by

Winging my blues away

On the back of a dragonfly."

***

Don't be unhappy too often 'cause

It's not how it oughta be

Keep smiling and showing how much you love

To be cheerful and free

But if some tears are to flow

You'll know the song that I know:

"Sailing away like a gull

through a pink and blue Parrish sky

give me a swing to fly up high

and parachute out - cartwheel away

just like in years gone by

winging my blues away

on the back of a dragonfly...

We'll be winging our blues away

On the newborn, glistening, gossamer wings

On the back of a dragonfly."

-klh 4/13/99

New Moon Eclipse in Leo 6:13 am EDT

Photo by Jane S (thanks!)

Having some strange times lately? Folks around you going through lots of weird stuff? Hey! I just blame it all on the moon. What the hell!?

Lots of firey power in the Leo Sun/Leo Moon combo, so hold onto your hats and start something brand new that includes some playfulness and fun and love and passion!

Just do it!

Love from,

SisSTAR Kylita

xoxoxo