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Shadows at Candlemas
Sun Conjunction Moon, , exact at 12:50
activity period from 30 January 2009 to 1 February 2009
Spirit or Flesh
It does not matter.
I am calling to her angels
and her clan
her sisters be reconciled
Lorraine and Anna.
Jimmy,Johnny and Freddie, her brothers
will come. The Grand Daughters will bring them.
Phillip will say a mass.
Frankie, Anthony will come.
Margaret will come
Delphine will come
and the two pillars
Grace and Fred
the shields.
Grace her mother
born on Lamas; died on Candlemas.
lifelong
special friend
bought her a diamond ring so Rose would not marry the wrong man.
But he will buy me a diamond, Rose said.
I will buy you a diamond, said Grace.
and she did
that very afternoon.
Grace stitching her amulets
protection for those of hers who went
to the war.
Amazing Grace will come.
Fred
her only man, my father,
an orphan till he met her
mother he called her, his Rose.
More then 50 years they lived together.
Fred will come.
Spirit and Flesh
I am calling to them
be with her now.
So here it is
the thing we have feared
the dreaded beast
of final separation.
Magic will not enter her house, now.
He demanded entry
while she was there.
Laid by her door in the cold
rubbing his head against her door.
While we were there he tried to get my attention
tried to tell me
I did not understand.
Opening the door today, come come I said
anguish was in his eyes
and then he turned and walked away.
Magic loves her
Magic wove her life
She is a priestess.
Her true dreams
now for her self
as once they were for others.
An old woman sitting on the porch
with 3 teacups set on the table in front of her
and up the steps, inside, the face of her Jesus
such love, such beauty she said.
I have 3 weeks she said.
Then her father coming to get her
What does he want, she asked the reader.
3 then 2 came the answer.
I have three weeks she said.
Anthony, her father,
will come again.
She has a wall hanging of the four seasons
four separate gold pieces
summer fall winter spring
One kept falling off the wall.
I could not make them all stay
nailing one up
the other would fall
until I let them be.
I have three weeks she said.
Last week, another dream of beauty.
the land is barren here she said
In the dream the earth here was no good
I was watching you in the back yard from my kitchen window
your garden was bare and nothing would grow
We moved, she said
to a beautiful farm with rich good earth
where everything grows
flowers and fruit in abundance; we will be so happy
the earth there is good.
I am calling to whoever sent those dreams
Her kitchen window
doing her dishes
she watched the squirrels and her red birds
in the backyard
reporting to me
all their latest events.
The squirrels have a baby
she said last week.
So beautiful both running up and down the big tree
I watch them force the baby up the tree
before the cats come outside.
So beautiful, she said,
tiny with a tail as long as his body.
What good parents they are
she said.
You are a good parent mother.
You are my tree.
I am calling to her Michael,Gabriel,Raphael and Sachiel
her guardian angels whoever they are
her Jesus, Mary, Joseph
calling calling
Spirit or Flesh
It does not matter how they come.
Three glass candles on the stove
a different picture of the Virgin on each
clean the counter
throw away the half eaten bowl of soup
coming home to
the empty house
she was always there
the partner lost
memories,
tears.
The Unknown.
How should I be
What should I be
the child alone
lost the mother
all the little ones who lose the mother
what is there to do but
become the mother
Crowd her hospital room angels
show her the first light.
I am calling her brothers
her friends
She faces the unknown alone
as we all are at the end
as usual
I am useless
Never enough
Spirit and Flesh
Answers are coming coming
Answering the call they are coming
So many really love her
I am not able to love that way
but love is coming.
Grace brought them all,
Donna is sending good advice,
Angie from Racine is answering
Delores and Floyd came
It was their anniversary
but spent in her room
rocks of love.
Gentle Shirley and Jacque brought
their art and flowers,
Sister nun came bringing her Holy Communion.
The Virgin Link will come
in her own way.
Fire priestess
welding connections.
I admire you mother
I wish I could come with
on your dark journey
I have a light but you have one as well
and you like to be first
I am calling
calling
into the darkness for you mother
Come now Old Power
Come Now
those whose power works for my mother
Come now,
those who love Rose
Come now
Grace and Fred
be with her and
show her
the face of her Jesus
so that joy
is with her
for ever
activity period from 30 January 2009 to 1 February 2009
Spirit or Flesh
It does not matter.
I am calling to her angels
and her clan
her sisters be reconciled
Lorraine and Anna.
Jimmy,Johnny and Freddie, her brothers
will come. The Grand Daughters will bring them.
Phillip will say a mass.
Frankie, Anthony will come.
Margaret will come
Delphine will come
and the two pillars
Grace and Fred
the shields.
Grace her mother
born on Lamas; died on Candlemas.
lifelong
special friend
bought her a diamond ring so Rose would not marry the wrong man.
But he will buy me a diamond, Rose said.
I will buy you a diamond, said Grace.
and she did
that very afternoon.
Grace stitching her amulets
protection for those of hers who went
to the war.
Amazing Grace will come.
Fred
her only man, my father,
an orphan till he met her
mother he called her, his Rose.
More then 50 years they lived together.
Fred will come.
Spirit and Flesh
I am calling to them
be with her now.
So here it is
the thing we have feared
the dreaded beast
of final separation.
Magic will not enter her house, now.
He demanded entry
while she was there.
Laid by her door in the cold
rubbing his head against her door.
While we were there he tried to get my attention
tried to tell me
I did not understand.
Opening the door today, come come I said
anguish was in his eyes
and then he turned and walked away.
Magic loves her
Magic wove her life
She is a priestess.
Her true dreams
now for her self
as once they were for others.
An old woman sitting on the porch
with 3 teacups set on the table in front of her
and up the steps, inside, the face of her Jesus
such love, such beauty she said.
I have 3 weeks she said.
Then her father coming to get her
What does he want, she asked the reader.
3 then 2 came the answer.
I have three weeks she said.
Anthony, her father,
will come again.
She has a wall hanging of the four seasons
four separate gold pieces
summer fall winter spring
One kept falling off the wall.
I could not make them all stay
nailing one up
the other would fall
until I let them be.
I have three weeks she said.
Last week, another dream of beauty.
the land is barren here she said
In the dream the earth here was no good
I was watching you in the back yard from my kitchen window
your garden was bare and nothing would grow
We moved, she said
to a beautiful farm with rich good earth
where everything grows
flowers and fruit in abundance; we will be so happy
the earth there is good.
I am calling to whoever sent those dreams
Her kitchen window
doing her dishes
she watched the squirrels and her red birds
in the backyard
reporting to me
all their latest events.
The squirrels have a baby
she said last week.
So beautiful both running up and down the big tree
I watch them force the baby up the tree
before the cats come outside.
So beautiful, she said,
tiny with a tail as long as his body.
What good parents they are
she said.
You are a good parent mother.
You are my tree.
I am calling to her Michael,Gabriel,Raphael and Sachiel
her guardian angels whoever they are
her Jesus, Mary, Joseph
calling calling
Spirit or Flesh
It does not matter how they come.
Three glass candles on the stove
a different picture of the Virgin on each
clean the counter
throw away the half eaten bowl of soup
coming home to
the empty house
she was always there
the partner lost
memories,
tears.
The Unknown.
How should I be
What should I be
the child alone
lost the mother
all the little ones who lose the mother
what is there to do but
become the mother
Crowd her hospital room angels
show her the first light.
I am calling her brothers
her friends
She faces the unknown alone
as we all are at the end
as usual
I am useless
Never enough
Spirit and Flesh
Answers are coming coming
Answering the call they are coming
So many really love her
I am not able to love that way
but love is coming.
Grace brought them all,
Donna is sending good advice,
Angie from Racine is answering
Delores and Floyd came
It was their anniversary
but spent in her room
rocks of love.
Gentle Shirley and Jacque brought
their art and flowers,
Sister nun came bringing her Holy Communion.
The Virgin Link will come
in her own way.
Fire priestess
welding connections.
I admire you mother
I wish I could come with
on your dark journey
I have a light but you have one as well
and you like to be first
I am calling
calling
into the darkness for you mother
Come now Old Power
Come Now
those whose power works for my mother
Come now,
those who love Rose
Come now
Grace and Fred
be with her and
show her
the face of her Jesus
so that joy
is with her
for ever
posted by Greenconsciousness
at 3:27 AM - Link
4 Comments:
Oh, My Dear, I send you a thousand Roses, but I can't give you the one that you miss.
I wish I could stop the "missing", but I can't. Only time can, because you have the wonderful times you spent together etched in your mind forever.
I know that now is not the time, but your words are powerful and important. I wish to lighten your burden, but the burden grew out of great love, which is the greatest gift of all.
Cyn
DJF
Believe it or not I think of you often for some reason, especially in these last weeks. I hope the union is standing up for their workers and you are safe. I am so glad you came and your words are a GREAT relief to me.
Rose is leaving the hospital today for a nursing home with one artery gone, 1/2 her kidney gone, and danger of liquids in her lung ever present. She had a series of heart attacks. The doctors say not much time left yet she looks better to me. At the end here she was gray but now looks pale white.
We lived together in a duplex. She walked with a stroller from a previous stroke. I would be in her house a great deal of time. Now there does not seem to be much time left. Her house is empty now.
She was one of 13 children, Italian/French. One of the first women to enter the armed forces during WWII, first in the ladies auxiliary, then they let them in the real army. Her mother sent her to "take care of your brothers". Of course Rose never saw them. She refused to learn to shoot a gun so they put her in charge of the mess hall and she excelled there. The veterans museum came and took all those memories away. Pictures, yearbooks, postcards.
Athena was the WAAC goddess. Rose actually has bars and stripes medals. Brightly colored stripes as the military usually makes but the medal hanging from them has the goddess of war and wisdom on it. All their pamphlets and training books have Athena on them. The veterans did a transcript of her stories which I have. She was a Sergent and married my father who was another Sergent in their uniforms. I have their wedding picture; orchid corsages on the brown dress uniforms; little pointed hats.
Her mother, Grace, knew the craft and practiced it, with a funny mix of Christianity. Rose has forknowing and dreams.
I saw the night riders in the south when my dad went home and in Milwaukee, the Allis Chambers strikes; the plant sold to Germany and the workers put out. The union; the UAW, saved their pensions and the medical we have for Rose now is because they had the Union.
We have this time left to be together, a matter of months if not days. Three weeks she was home,and failing. Now I think maybe with luck, 3 months, maybe 2.
Rose is not suffering. She stays in bed or sits in a chair and gets out of breath and is losing weight but she is well cared for which she deserves. Everyone comes to her in flesh and spirit. They bring Roses, all over her room, flowers which she loves. And now your spirit flowers too.
She has always been very kind to others although torn by her own passions and conflicts. Kindness I love and want to have but they did not know really how to treat a child and I have anger instead. They did their best and more than many but they only knew what had been done to them. Working class anger.
In my own way , I love Rose and think of her as my life partner. Rose and the cats.
Blessings to you for your kindness during this part of our journey. I am so glad to hear from you.
That's a wonderful story about your family - you come from amazing females. I understand your anger as I feel some, too, and probably for reasons very much like yours. I'm glad your Rose is not suffering and that you have a strong support system. My thoughts and prayers are following you. If you need me, know I am here and I will do what I'm able to help you. I am so glad that I checked your blog last night. You've been on my mind also. Stay safe and be strong.
The WI Veterans Museum took roses WWII memorabilia but when Gayle Martinson, their archivist, heard Rose was ill and missed her mother's prayer/spell of protection, Gayle boxed it up and sent it back immediately. Grace had stitched it into amulets for her children and i had opened an amulet and found it. We sent it along with the other things. Now Gayle has returned it and Rose has it with her near her bed and is greatly comforted to have it. Thank You Gayle. I will give you the stars and stripes medals with the gold Athena statues on them.
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