Where are you finally saying Yes!, to saying NO!?~Virgo Full Moon 3.7.23 and Saturn Ingress Pisces

This prose snippet below (slightly tweaked) is from something I wrote in 2005, early into the “intentional” part of my Healing/Be-coming journey.

Following the prose is a brief delineation/thought prompt for the Virgo Full Moon 2023 as well as an observation for Saturn’s ingress of Pisces hours after the lunation.

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Saying YES! to Screaming NO!

Once, I felt Enough

Of the Pain

For a Moment

I Dreamed

Of No Tomorrows

And it was Then

that finally I said

YES!

To saying

NO!

~Sharon Brodbeck

aka Kachina Houska ‘2005

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The current Virgo Full Moon finds Nessus (the Buck Stops Here) conjunct Sun in Pisces with opposition to Moon upon the “Volcanic Eruption (Catharsis) Sabian degree. Mercury, lunation ruler, is also present in Pisces.

I invite you to consider the prose snippet above in regards to the relevancy of it in your life during this Full Moon phase. 

How are you doing, really? 

Do you need to VENT like that Volcano?

As Mountains crumble and Moons fall can You allow the Fires to Burn while permitting your Yesses as well as NO!’s to be your hymn and guide as You finish what You must in preparation for the magnificent Aries New Moon’s arrival in two short weeks(blinks?!)?

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Thoughts on Power: repost

Art credit: Catherine G McElroy

Never Mistake aggression for Power;

One that is Rooted Firmly Within

will Never be Broken by outside force

nor should fear those that Feign a power

they neither understand nor embody.

6.03.2020 © Sharon Brodbeck Into The Mystic

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The Goodbye Song~ Full Moon Leo (sq. Uranus) February 2023

The Goodbye Song

There simply was not enough of Me

to accommodate

there not being enough of You

and though I wish a choice could have been made

upon which We both were found favored

I found it not to be within My power

to make such decision

for Us both.

If it were Mine alone to attend

We would not have arrived here

at the end of Our long walk

to behold this fork in the road

with We, knowing

each shall now choose a differing Path ahead.

Though did We not place steps upon differing course

long ‘ere We arrived at this juncture

when Each sought to follow their unique calling

deep within Themselves?

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On Love and Denial (Venus Saturn Things)

Denial and rejections of Love are but feeble attempts of self flagellation. The Presence of Love can no more be denied to the Soul than breath be denied to the lungs for both are life sustaining and necessary conditions. As such, both breath and Love are provided freely unto us by God.  If we should find ourselves without adequate measures of either we should bring to question why we are not allowing ourselves to partake in their vital sustenance.

Maybe it is with Love that we wait for something tangible to be seen to prove its existence unto us? During most conditions Love, as true also with breath, goes unseen and unappreciated by the naked eye. Yet during some conditions, such as the colder environments of our lives, breath is easily viewable streaming ever so fluidly and gently across our lips as if they were caressed by it. So too, is it not with Love?

Love is the warmth that envelops us and permeates our very Soul when we have ceased  our furies and battles and been stilled to find ourselves having become a frigid brittle shell for the lack of It. Deny us Love does not, as oft we have with It, for Love is not vengeful nor does it seek to elude or delude Its True Nature.

Love knows the Truth of what it Is and always seeks union with, Its Self, that which is ever residing in stillness deep within our human forms.

10/20/2022 11:08 AM~ Morning thoughts stirred by doing life Things

S. Brodbeck

Into the Mystic

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The Choice~ Lunar Eclipse Taurus Nov. 8, 2022

I have risen late.

I place intention to the course of my walk, traversing avenues when necessitated, ensurance of continual communion with crisp autumnal Light.

The eschewing of spaces yet grayed by lingering shadows, merely an action obedient to preference of mood this morn, not a path dictated by a misbegotten fear of subliminal places.

Recent formations of leaf communities joyously solicit invitation of sojourn aside their now grand cohesions of once-solitary, myriad hued members.

Occasional stirrings of wind no longer threaten individual dispersion; a boon of communal existence and necessity for many when Winters Gales arrive.

Yet on this late morning outing I find it is not these vibrant communities that dialogue so intimately with my Heart but it is the occasional Lone Leaf, found pressed limply to concrete walkway by residual moisture of the weeping of the Night prior, that receives my more soulful considerations.

I adjust my gait accordingly on the walkway, with respect for their current condition, maneuvering gently around these random soloists whilst musing as to why they present as such even now with other choice of Be-ing promised nearby should they but accept transport upon prevailing winds.

I observe that indeed the New Day sun has liberated much Else of the previous Nights tears yet these Lone Leaf’s remain saturated and still, and I remain uncertain as to if it is by inability, or unwillingness, to change their solemn condition that they remain as such.

Whispering to them with my Heart I ask of them if they be yet-stilled by indecisions, or are they not yet ready to be liberated of the tears of former Night doings; is it these matters that are cause of current condition?  

Alas, my inquiry results in mere silence, so I Heart Whisper once again a reassurance meant to be a balm against lonesomeness and further despair that:

I, as well as others upon our shared pathway, shall endeavor in our comings and goings to keep the pathway clear during all Winter Gales.

Through our Movements we shall stir the Airs when needed to assist in the drying of tears while alighting favorable Winds to lift all Lone Leaf’s toward their personal Choice of New Be-ing while honoring their sovereign rights to choose environments, solitary or communal, that is perfectly right for them.

I aim my strides now towards home; satisfied with my own choice.

© S. Brodbeck 11.08.22

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Wrath, not Beauty, Shall Fade

He denies me Beauty

Despising me for my Love of It

yet but a twisted whimper of wrath

is his claim upon a fame.

Should thou peer keenly

upon the wrinkle set over brow

what once was mistook

for mark of great thought

shall prove to be naught

but crevasse of envy

pressed ever more deeply

‘neath beguiled weight

of self-doubts.

Why then should I

invite upon mine own mind

the burdens of thee

whom would seek to shackle me

within fortress walls

bereft of Life?

For is it not true

that your denial of a Thing

can no more cease the existence

of that Thing

than it can prevent

my Love upon It?

I will not fret you further

in these matters and Ways

yet will choose to full Heartedly Embrace

all of my Greatest and Truest Loves

wasting not yet another moment

indeed many sunrises of moments

in a denial of That which is found

pleasurable unto Mine Very Soul

so that you might find a small

indeed dismally small comfort

through your banal denials

of Beauty and Love

so that one’s self

finds preservation within

a misery of righteous Wrongs.

© Sharon Brodbeck  10.15.2022

Into The Mystic

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On Grief

Let your grief be as a warm blanket passed down through many generations of those that also have weathered this storm and added to this rich weave the thread of their own survival;

Credit: Joanna Nix Walkup on Unsplash

As the icy winter gale wails and thrashes and moans about you, a mirror to all that you have locked within, allow the weight of this blanket to anchor you to the world you fear is being torn away from beneath you;

Find the assurance within the thick wrapping of so many common threads, that even though you now feel threatened within every fiber of your being by the storm that rages on both around you and within you, you will indeed survive this tempest to meet with a new dawn;

Though you may emerge from this period bearing the bruises of the gale that engulfed you, homage to the truth of your ordeal, you will add your own thread of wisdom, born of your companionship with grief, to the ageless blanket that shall be lovingly availed to the next whom finds themselves in need of it.

© Sharon Brodbeck 9.29.2022

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Birth Pains

In my dying times

I curl in upon myself

brittle becomes my flesh

my muscles, my bones

ache though I do

with the rot of it

still I seek to protect

possible newborn prospect

deep within the skeletal remains

of what once I was

Sharon Brodbeck 7.20.21

Into the Mystic

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Thoughts on the Maintenance of Structures; Personal & Societal

Everything that exists undergoes strength testing from time to time.

Foundations built erroneously must be repaired and/or replaced.

Neglect to do so results in collapse.

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Energy Synopsis for August 2020

Situations that were seeded in the second half of March 2020 are now reaching a crisis point.

The drive for autonomy is becoming paramount.

Achieving autonomy requires courage for it can only be successfully attained through self-evaluation.

Seeking to obtain power from outside of oneself will only result in frustration and possible violent response.

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