"Pongáio" was the name my Aunt Mona gave to a long, green, cool room where we gathered at her home —
replete with comfy chairs, a rocker, sewing machine, sewing goods, beautiful beads, shelves, books, bibelots, photographs, odds'n'ends, mementos of a life, treasures —
a gathering of all the useful & 'useless' things that so make life a pleasure.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

"Amor Bandeira"

I wrote this inspired by a friend in love, thinking of her love/r,
so far away yet so close:
O amor que contagia,
que dá bandeira... bandeiras
na luz que brilha sempre
neste momento sem tempo,
sempre sol sempre
em dia de chuva.
— © 2007 K. S. (that's me!)

Note: will try to translate someday!

Friday, October 12, 2007

The Quicksand of the Universe

"Star IQ's heads up on the day gave me a rueful chuckle:'Meanwhile, Venus forms a semisquare with the Sun, making us aware of how often relationships fall short of our expectations.' In my experience, expectation is the quicksand of the universe -- it will suck you down until you take your last despondent gasp. All hurt feelings seem to originate in that shifting, impossibly dense sandpit of ego-need. When we insist on something from another, we are coming from a place of self-interest; approaching another with our authentic feelings and desires is not the same as projecting our needs onto someone else to fulfill -- that's pretty much a contract for unhappiness, leading to manipulation, resentment, punishment and disappointment. Why is it that we think someone else can give us what we can't find within ourselves? The concept that has helped me grab a twisted vine and pull myself out of this kind of danger goes like this -- it is as much an error to take offense as it is to give it. Whatever has wounded you, blow it off, don't personalize it...and live to overreact another day.

Reviewing our expectations in relationships takes maturity and self-reflection, and in some cases, may be a deal breaker. It may be "time" to leave some old acquaintance behind. I'm talking about the kinds of relationships that are abusive, of course -- or the ones that are toxic to us. Be careful to properly assess that second, though...there is a difference between "finished" and "toxic." There appears to be a growing need within the human family to find our "tribe" -- and that's not a sociopolitical statement as much as a spiritual one. Last week's article prompted a reader to write in that the "I love you, but..." dynamic had brought her family into a kind of standoff from one another; they've found that time spent together has become too painful to tolerate. I'd suggest that you will find such a challenge in most every family in these quickly changing days."
— Judith Gayle in Political Waves at Planet Waves

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Hear my roar!

Found this cutie whilst wandering the web, in the comments of this excelent blog about drawing/illustration/art: Illustration Art
I am a Tiger