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Full Moon in Scorpio
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This week, we have a Full Moon happening in the intense sign of Scorpio. Full Moons are known for offering us the chance to launch the plans we made during the New Moon (which was last in Taurus) and achieve our goals. But every Full Moon is different. What does Full Moon in Scorpio have in store for us?
New Moons are the time to make wishes, set intentions and make your goals clear. Full Moons offer the chance to bring these dreams into reality, and with this one in Scorpio, you have the extra push of an extremely forceful sign -- the sign of the Scorpion is known as being among the most passionate in the zodiac. It's also a sign that embraces both sensuality and death -- after all, its ruling planet is Pluto, the planet of the underworld.
So how can you put your plans into action? First, connect yourself with Scorpio's key element -- Water. Whether you're near an ocean, lake, stream, pond or creek, take a long hard look at what you think you want to accomplish. One of Scorpio's key characteristics is honesty. Pluto tends to show the shadowy underbelly of our desires, so make sure your intentions are pure. Once you're certain, take a moment to meditate and visualize what you want to achieve. The Full Moon will help you to see the reality behind your desires.
Luckily, the Full Moon in Scorpio also throws back illusion and even invites us to feel a better sense of harmony. It gives us less tolerance for bad influence and ignorance, so make an effort to get over past hurts and too much of a focus on yourself. You have a higher purpose now -- whether it's related to school, work, love, art -- and now is the time to tap into the Full Moon in Scorpio energy to realize it!
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Poem of the Week
Evening, the air is hung with honey,
With moistness that clings and enfolds,
Soft sounds ruffle the silence,
A single star pierces the crepuscular gloom,
Stillness surrounds the world outside the gate,
Warmth and darkness descend,
And resting in gentle reverie I brush the day aside,
Like a silk thread spun across the porch.
Posted by Beryl Stockman on July 3, 2009 at 11:36pm
Poem of the Week
Tail lights gliding at soft angles,
Sliding gently across the surface of the night.
On a highway between sea and space,
They weave a silent dance
Floating on and up like shoals of beads,
Dancing red stars,
Lighting the way to a dark destination.
Posted by Beryl Stockman on June 7, 2009 at 11:21pm
Poem of the Week
The pot outside my door is full of flowers,
The sun gets warm and stronger every day,
The sky is brighter now and night falls slower,
Even harsh winds grey skies hail and showers,
Are easier to bear when you can see
The pot outside your door is full of flowers,
And startling bird songs fill the daylight hours,
You know that better days are on their way,
The sky is brighter now and night falls slower,
The trees have put out buds you can be sure,
That winter’s gone and spring is her… Continue
Posted by Beryl Stockman on May 1, 2009 at 4:31pm — 2 Comments
Artist CV - Publications
Curriculum Vitae
Figurative abstract expressionism
Member of Galerie Sigvardson Denemark as from 2008
Foundation Symbiose Sittard as from 2003;
Foundation art centre keeps out 2003;
AIDA as from 1994
Stichting Kunstcentrum Weert as fro… Continue
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Posted by Pierre Tavlitzki on March 13, 2009 at 11:47am
Poem of the Week - song lyrics this time. The Rose by Amanda McBroom
Some say love, it is a river
that drowns the tender reed.
Some say love, it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger,
an endless aching need.
I say love, it is a flower,
and you it's only seed.
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance.
It's the dream afraid of waking
that never takes the chance.
It's the one who won't be taken,
who cannot seem to give,
and the soul afraid of dyin'
that never learns to live.
When the night has been… Continue
Posted by Beryl Stockman on January 30, 2009 at 9:38pm — 1 Comment
Life and Death
If I stop today it was still worth it.
Even the terrible mistakes that I
made and would have unmade if I
could.
The pains that have burned me
and scarred my soul,
it was worth it, for having been
allowed to walk where I've walked,
which was to hell on earth, heaven
on earth, back again, into, under,
far in between, through it, in it,
and above.
Gia Marie Carangi
Posted by Sladjana on January 15, 2009 at 6:54pm
Poem for This Week - one of mine
The sky is like a drive-in dream,
Pylons laced together against a watery sun,
And every angle, every corner turned,
Brings scribbled clouds washed in aethereal light,
White wool formations above a frozen land.
Posted by Beryl Stockman on January 15, 2009 at 12:59am
Poem of theWeek - One of Mine
Christmas again so what shall I say and how shall I say it?
Well here’s a sweet metric teaser to round off the old year,
A bit like last year’s, different though, so what can it be now?
Scan it and you’ll see, look at it closely, see how it’s moving
quietly, contours dissolving, close your eyes now open them again,
I’ve drawn this space, perfectly square, so fill it with holly,
snowflakes whatever you please, tinsel, glitter or robins,
trees with bright lights, music or bells, f… Continue
Posted by Beryl Stockman on December 28, 2008 at 12:30am
Poem of the Week - One of Mine
trees stripped of leaves
colours close to those of clouds
turn inwards
see walls and statues
structures summer hides
under green
under open skies
centuries laid bare
Posted by Beryl Stockman on December 15, 2008 at 2:11am
Poem of the Week - one of mine this time
Summer’s turned to mist and grey,
And velvet flames of autumn flowers
Flicker in my mind’s eye.
I listen to soothing needles of rain on the glass,
And think of the time
When a real fire will burn in the grate,
And I’ll curl up and wait for spring.
Posted by Beryl Stockman on October 17, 2008 at 11:56pm
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Posted by Zara on September 20, 2008 at 8:30am
Poem of the Week. Some of these will be mine, some of them not.
I wish I could set you in a cameo,
Examine every delicate detail,
Push each fold and strand neatly into place,
Then pin the brooch firmly, fix and guard it.
But you spill from the picture all too real,
In an anarchy of escaping curls,
Prim lace cannot disguise your flesh and blood,
You tear at the starched collar,
Hands stubbornly resolved,
Hair blown back by a force only you can understand,
It makes white wisps of cloud race
across a miniature sky,
Corrodes dimensions into smooth a… Continue
Posted by Beryl Stockman on September 17, 2008 at 11:00pm
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