A real PLUTO day

Transformation day, that is the death and rebirth aspect of Pluto. Today is one of those days. Let is transform you, and me too. Look into the i's and eyes of self. See the real you and let yourself see all of you. Are you the way you like other's to be. Are you lovely, generous, funny, gracious, healthy, coordinated, brave, honest, kind,  willing, accountable, just name a few things I like. Get a list.   On the left put what you love and can keep forever, on the right put that which must leave your body, life, relationships, belief systems NOW. Review when complete, then tear it off and burn the past/passed  that must leave you. Less, lack or loss, of anything you adore must go into the flame. The violet fire is here today, the pluto energy or death and rebirth, right here on earth today. USE IT!

The Knight/Night with shining armour has returned!

It is the story of old, of tales told, and of the hopes kept alive in the dreams of the believers. That story of the Knight/Night in shining silvery armour has always been the the greatest and my favorite. Now that story, that promise, that prophecy comes true.  Returning to Earth to take her rightful place on the throne, to free those enslaved and imprisoned, and make good the promise never forgotten.
What you may not have known was that she is a GIRL! Silvery moon energy of the great and powerful and merciful feminine aspect of all creation. She is back. Taking her rightful place beside her partner to restore  balance and harmony on earth.  Balancing the scales of a one sided way of life here, delivering the justice long ago abandoned for money and greed and power. I felt her connect to us in a sweep of love and nourishment. I received her with open arms and held her close and whispered, thank you, I knew you would come, I never forgot or gave in or gave up. Today, celebrate her triumphant return to our world. Know this for sure. Mothers do not send their children to war to die, or stick holes in their skin to experiment on them. They keep them from harm and show them the way. Mothers, neither strict nor weak, bring truth and light and the neverending connection that spirit is forever. Mothers nourish, protect, teach and allow their children.  Listen to her now, she has been gone a long time and there is work to be done. She is ready to clean this mess up. And I for one am ready to help.

Mis-takes admitting I was wrong

That is not hard for me, I have made a billion mis-takes and admitted they were in need of a redo. To see those errors, one must feel them first. The hair that goes up on the back of your neck is a cue, the sick feeling in the pit of your stomach is another one. The feeling of fear another. Loss, less, or lack is another way of knowing you are out, not in. The unwillingness to compromise or show compassion is yet another. I am a natural optimist, and negativity especially fierce negativity, is my challenge. I have found it again and again with relationships. I also felt it corporately, religiously, medically, and politically.  I am an enthusiast, spontaneous, generous, and very capable. That can make up for alot of negativity. When the cup is half empty, I just fill it up again and again. MY MISTAKE. I now knowingly and lovingly move away from that half empty cup. It is not nourishing to my life or my soul. Mis-take over. I was wrong I can not fix another's weakness. I must do Su, doing SIOUX. Lesson learned, never too soon! Thank you Creator for the light that guides my eyes, I's. It has been a strong and bright lamp unto my feet.

Closing the program

Computers are just a reflection of us. Just like all the other parts of our life here. I use horses to reflect me to me. I do not discount any feature they present. I know there a wide variety of aspects to see and understand. From old Dan to Hawk, the new golden one, I am a part of that reality. I  buck, run off, My computer is the same thing, disconnected, technically goofy, passwords that drive me nuts, and programs that don't shut down. So I get a new computer. I am that way. I do not like cleaning up the little glitches, I just put them in a box and leave them for another day. So in the knowing of that, today is the DAY. The programs that need to shut down - will. My will be done. The reboot, a fresh pair of eye/I's,  now that's what I am talking about. GOT a program to close, go for it. Tomorrow the galactic alignment foretold for millennia begins, and you are here to be a part of the new program. ME TOO closing the old programs.

The DOOR to personal healing and happiness

That door opens every year for each one of us. It is your birthdate. The breath of you, your spirit, connected to the world of Gaia, Earth, on a particular date, time, at a specific place in a human body. DNA one third of this reality is your family - both sides. Blending that energy with skill and unconditional love can take lifetimes to occur. There was an alignment and you, just you, brought with you the tools of that alignment. It makes each one here, very rare, as no two are the same. Each with a true mission here. Then you stay until your death date, which is also very telling, a story for another page, also worth celebrating. Here in lies  the potential.  A huge potential,a recipe for success if chosen, as each chef adds his special spice to the soup of life on earth making it what you and we become. That soup nourishes this world and it's children. You have 30 days before that annual realignment to cull out the toxic weeds that spice up the garden of your life into something not so tasty. Time now to make the spices you enjoy here delicious and harmonious. As the door to personal healing and happiness opens again on your birthday, you proceed through, clean and clear as the day you were born and you get a fresh pot of soup. In the next 30 days you have a chance to start cooking up the renewed reborn soup of you and your life here. Those spices needed, chosen again for the next year by you, only YOU. Today is the last day of my second 30 days. I will sit quietly and make very sure that I make it through the door again, happy, healthy, loved and loving the adventure for my 59th year. My recipe card is tattered and alot has been scratched off. It is now full of new ideas!  The spices I choose for this year, are lovely, lively, laughing and filled with a vision of unity and healing for us all now. What are putting in your soup, it's your soup and it feeds your family and our family too.

Local, Global or Galactic????

Which are you? In truth we are all ALL. The longer you are here, the more you understand that idea. I love my home, my acreage and my vision of what that offers. That makes me a local. I am a local and I focus on that and am an active and willing part of the sustainability of my town, county, state and  with those who live here in the USA. I am also a visionary for what could be easier and flow better. That makes me a global citizen. The well-care of humans has an impact on the world when those happy, healthy people are there moving from place to place to share and be a part of the solution. I also see the from the Jupiter position of my nature, the galactic connections. I see the alignment and appreciation of the bigger vision of who we are and what we are all doing together as galactic, universal and omnipresent in all things. There comes to Earth now an alignment, actually a realignment. It is huge, check those pyramids in Egypt and watch the planets come into position. This is the TIME we came to be in, every road has led to now, let's make it locally, globally and universally a grand slam! I'm in, are you?

Grandpa died, Tom Syfko is gone now.

I just loved that guy, Tom Syfko Sr.. He was a real papa and I called him that for 40 years. He sat at the end of the table and held court, which was one of his best attributes. He wasn't perfect, but he was PRESENT! That was the best part of his life here for my family. He would laugh, and tease, and was sometimes outrageous, and never say never. He would help with any project you could think of.  He was an athlete, a fireman and a grandpa to my girls. He stayed for over 90 years. I know men who can't stay for 90 minutes called by other things more important than their own families, sad but true. We need the papas of the world. They deserve our respect and love and gratitude for being there for us in body and in our lives. If you have a papa in your life, tell them how glad and grateful you are for their willingness to be present. It is a gift, a job and sometimes a real burden, and truly the greatest thing a man can do. Godspeed Papa, I love you very much and am grateful I knew you, we will meet again. You were something very special!! Su