now is the anniversary of my dad's birth. 97 years. he's been gone for about ten years, but i look in the mirrour and see him in me. thanks for the training, dad, you taught me that a man can be different from johnwayne and them and still be okay. 

now is the sunset across the city of queens. i contemplate the fiery end of a day and think of my friend CB who is busy dying from cancer. there will be a great loss of sunshine as she passes, for she is a beautiful redhead a temptress and a true believer. her heart has been tried and found pure gold. her love is unconditional. she has been a true friend to this old queen, welcoming and honest"you need to go now" and i will go on. singing the praise of a woman, a goddess, and maybe even a saint. pass on, sistah, ease and comfort be your companions, you live in my heart, namaste,goldenrod. 

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now is the pollen path: beauty before me/beauty behind me/beauty to the right of me/beauty to the left of me/beauty above/beauty below/i am following the pollen path. it's about beauty, seeing the beautiful, being in the middle of an existence based on seeing the beauty. so as ms jackson says"get the picture?/ Let's dance.

now is who-do-you-trust time. when i have to make a decision, to whom do i listen? if i need information, to whom do i turn to give me unbiased data that i can interpret for myself? i tend to be skeptical of most advice, knowing that my own is often coloured by my own biases and agendas. i am learning to trust myself more, to realize that 63 years of experience with myself is a very good guide indeed. if i need more then i do focused meditations, write and re-read and usually call someone who knows me and can help me sort through my confusion to see the core of truth that is already there. i trust me. i trust spirit-in-me to let me know about the deeper issues and my body to tell me what it needs. i trust LOVE and not whatever the latest post on facebook might be. or the ama. or any political party.or even my teacher, though i do revere that wisdom. s/he tells me to listen to me. so i guess i will. happy 2017,namaste,goldenrod 

now is the last moment. tonight jesus is born into the world, the son of god, the bringer of a new day for all people. tomorrow everything will be different:  the child inside of us all will be honored by the birth of one special child. the message that the messiah brings is not one of peace but of chaos and change. all the old laws are now defunct and the message is that there is a new law that supersedes all others "love one another." dear christian brothers and sister, can we start there? namaste,goldenrod

now is waking up afraid. what is this future in this new america?how will i continue to travel and feel included in a place that does not respect my lifestyle, spiritual path or hairstyle? should i hide better(and where)? should i scream louder(as my cards say i should)? should i just keep on dancing as best i can, looking at this perfect moment in this warm room surrounded by the love of my chosen family? i will not run away today. i will not give in to anger or fear, but will continue to welcome those who would call themselves my enemies to join me at a table set with love and compassion for all beings. namaste,goldenrod

now is sunset into the ocean. how does that orangepink blob affect my heart? i know that i am moving around that sun but it always fools me for just one second into thinking that it is going away. luckily, the moon is just to the east, above me, reassuring me that all is well. how can i not worship nature in all her glory? how is it that words and promises by other humans do not give me the satisfaction, the security of just fifteen minutes on the shore looking at the blue sky following the sun longing for the moon? i am content in this paganism. blessed be.