Tracking the Seven Sisters

This art is beyond incredible. Intuitively I found myself at this site and I am inexplicably drawn to this form of Aboriginal art. Fantastic creations and the Pleiades, a splendid combination!

Where to next?

IMG_6281 1. Minyipuru (Seven Sisters) 2007

IMG_6273 2. The Seven Sisters 2003–04 by Tjanpi Desert Weavers. Their pursuer is on the right

IMG_6280 3. Seven Sisters Songline 1994 by Josephine Mick

Songlines: Tracking the Seven Sisters is one of the most remarkable and moving exhibitions ever shown at the National Museum of Australia.

As the exhibit says ‘At first glance, the Seven Sisters songline is the story of an ancestral shape-shifter and the women he pursues. It is also a tale of survival, resilience and endurance arising from the endless drama of flight and pursuit, and the ability of women to overcome the threats and dangers that face them.’

Clearly, the #MeToo phenomenon has been around for centuries, and the Seven Sisters were among the first ‘victims’.

Minyipuru Pangkalpa by Nancy Nyanjilpayi Chapman, 2015 4. Minyipuru Pangkalpa 2015 by Nancy Nyanjilpayi Chapman

Or were they? This exhibit makes the point that the sisters usually managed to stay one step ahead…

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Spring Awakening Part II ~ Embrace Nature’s Splendor

Not everyone is made aware of the beginning of a new cycle or season. Although Uranus is my ruling planet, I do not always notice a personal shift when it enters a new sign. This time I did observe a small but important event that announced this major transit. When Uranus first entered Aries, I bought a new cellphone and it had a camera. I used it to take pictures for this blog ( see photo above). A few weeks ago this old phone started buzzing when I turned it on. Sometimes it did not turn on at all. So after seven years I replaced my trusty blue not-so smart phone ( see photo below).

With many reservations, I opted for a smart phone. While I do not want to be a slave to conformity, I relished the notion of a higher quality camera.  I still keep the phone off most of the time. Here is a pic taken with my new phone:

      Some of the flowers resemble butterflies, don’t cha think?

So in my life, replacing my phone with superior technology coincided with the Uranus transit. I will be very pleased when it actually exits my 2nd house of money and travels to my 3rd house of communication. For now, I will accept that it is still signaling a need to re-calibrate finances. What has changed for you since May 15th?

Spring has really taken off as Uranus moved into earthy Taurus. The long, cold, erratic winter is finally over in the Northern Hemisphere and my immediate world is covered in a vibrant green hue. Birds are chirping, flowers are blossoming, and my energy is slowly starting to match this season. I have begun to clear out clutter in my mind, heart, and home. I am not a hoarder, but a collector. My collections would not land me on a Hoarders episode, but let’s say I am very sentimental, especially with reading material. Clearing out some of the non-essentials is a healthy activity that I highly recommend. It helps move the stale energies out of your field. With so much cosmic intensity here on Earth, it is worthwhile to lighten one’s load by eliminating what no longer serves you.

I have assembled some images painted by Victor Borisov Musatov that exude Spring in all of her glory. It is a pleasure to share art with all of you. Sometimes a picture can express  in a way that words cannot. I truly love researching and selecting images to inspire and delight.   Enjoy!

Wishing you a rejuvenating Full Sagittarius Moon!

 

related post: https://litebeing.com/2018/04/18/spring-awakening/

images by wikiart.org, public domain

Sharing a Non-Selfie

Thank you David for this stunning mystical marriage of image and text.
I know my readers will love this so much!

smilecalm

originally posted Dec 14, 2013

non-selfie non-selfie ~d nelson

The self is only made of non-self elements.
But before we can truly understand our nature of non-self
we must understand ourself, first. ~Thich Nhat Hanh

Since beginning-less time
impelling energies & matter
interchanging
from form to emptiness
and back again
through space, including earth
to ancestors
who photosynthesized, swam, crawled,
flew, walked, then stood up,
until co-arising as a self
for the sake of argument
we can call me,
in this moment’s configuration.

quick, get a selfie!
as this self will die
and be reborn
in each new moment.

non-selfie with non-tree non-selfie with non-tree

Five streams flowing, eternally.

First, body: who’s physiology burns calories to fuel it’s movement, bearing new cells as old ones age, and die.

Second, perception: streams in a feast of images, sounds and contact through eye, ear, nose, tongue and touch.

Third, feelings: experienced as pleasures, pains, comfort, and…

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Sludge Party ~ Neptune Direct

Neptune is not stationing now, but the last few days feels like I am walking in quicksand, so I went through my archives and found the Sludge Party blog. I notice that most activities take tremendous effort, people seem agitated, the roads are filled with detours and construction, and I wake up often not sure what day it is. No Mercury drama or Saturnian drudge to report, just the last few days of Uranus in Aries.

peace out, litebeing

litebeing chronicles

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As an homage to the film Sausage Party, I propose that we name Saturday night’s Neptune station the Sludge Party.

I dreamt last night of being prevented from exiting a train at my stop so I had no choice but to get off at the next stop. While the distance between stops was short, I was transported to another land. It was beautiful , with many waterways and falls. I spotted a pinball arcade and a Wawa ( local unbiquitous convenience store) , but everywhere I wandered, my calls for help were denied. I approached everyone and asked for the name of the town, but no one would answer. I told others I was lost and again, no response. I saw a spectacular pedestrian bridge that was massive. When I awoke I knew this dream was significant. I was reliving a childhood trauma of getting off at the wrong school bus…

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