Yesterday, Tuesday, April 28, 2015, I had the honor and pleasure of giving a fellow Witch, and a great friend a Reading.  He works like a dog (or, if you prefer, a wolf!) and neither his schedule nor mine allowed for me giving him his Birthday Reading while the Sun was Transiting in his Sun-Sign.

There was something that came to me from Spirit (or, as I have been referring to Her lately, Goddess), during his Reading, and I was Divinely Guided to share it with all of you.

First, I wish to go back a few years ago, specifically to 2012.  On Monday, October 29, 2012, there was a Full Moon in Taurus.  Not coincidentally, that was when hurricane sandy hit.

Two days after, was Halloween, or as my fellow Witches, Pagans, and Wiccans call it, Samhain, which is not only the Witch’s New Year, but also a time of honoring the dead.

This coming Friday is May 1, 2015.  In Magickal Traditions, May 1 is known as Beltane, sometimes Beltaine, and is traditionally the Celebration of the Goddess and the God in Their Sacred Marriage.  It represents the coming of Summer, the honoring and celebration of Fertility, and of greater Abundance.

Not at all coincidentally, two days after Beltane, is Sunday, May 3, 2015.  That is also the date of the Full Moon in Scorpio.

In the Witch’s Wheel of the Year, Samhain and Beltane are at opposite ends of the Wheel.

In Western Astrology, Scorpio and Taurus are Polar Opposite Signs.  Also, the Full Moon Sign is always the Polar Opposite of the Transiting Sun-Sign.  So, when the Sun is in Scorpio, the Full Moon shall be in Taurus, and when the Sun is in Taurus, the Full Moon shall be in Scorpio.

Professionally speaking, I have rarely cared a whit for making predictions for the new year, and even less about celebrities’ lives.  The “predictions” that come to me, come to me when they do.  I do not order, nor do I demand of the Goddess that She reveal to me the “predictions” for the coming year because, like Her, I have more important things to do.

However, the Goddess Saw fit to share this Illumined Insight with me, and She Divinely Guided me to share it in a blog post.  And here we are.

My Sense is that this Wave of Energy (Beltane/The Full Moon in Scorpio) shall usher in a powerful level of Divine Love Healing Energies that shall help many of us heal from hurricane sandy, as well as other maladies that have affected us, both personally, and globally.

Before I close, I wish to acknowledge my newest blog follower, “elizabethansonnets.”  Thank you so much for honoring who I AM and what I do.

And to those of you who are already following or reading “This Is Who I AM,” thank you for continuing to honor who I AM and what I do.  May this Beltaine Moon bring Bright Blessings of Healing, Creativity, Prosperity, Peace and Protection.beltane galasso

Yes, I AM almost done catching up!

This is probably one of the most beloved of Sonnets, and certainly of Ms. Barrett Browning’s works.

I think it is also one of the very first poems I ever read as a young adult.

And here we go…

 

How do I love thee?  Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

I love thee to the level of everyday’s

Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.

I love thee freely, as men might strive for Right;

I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use

In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints,-I love thee with the breath,

Smiles, tears, of all my life!-and, if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death.

 

Truly, this Sonnet does not fail to consume me!

Thanks go to:

http://www.potw.org

for finding this poem, as well as the Google!

Before I close, I wish to acknowledge my newest blog followers.  They are: Ngobesing Romanus and “elizabethansonnets.”  Thank you, both, for honoring who I AM and what I do.  May you receive Divine Love, Divine Light, Divine Prosperity, and Divine Peace from following “This I Who I AM.”

And for those of you already following or reading “This Is Who I AM,” may you continue Peace, Health, and Plenty.  In your lives, and in your worlds.

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Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 

A few years ago, I FINALLY went to one of the most powerful, beautiful landmarks that Manhattan, NYC has to offer: the Nuyorican Poets Cafe.

In addition, less than a year after my first time there, they had their very first Block Party.  Coincidence?  Well, maybe, as I rarely go to parties.

The Nuyorican Poets Cafe’s Second Annual Block Party has already been scheduled, and I cannot wait!

In the meantime,during their First Annual Block Party, one of the poets who performed is named Tonya Ingram.  I was so taken with her Energy and her “words of power,” that I purchased her book, Growl & Snare (Copyright 2009, Penmanship Books, Brooklyn, New York).

Here is something that truly touched me to the core of my being.  It is untitled, but it truly speaks volumes:

 

Forgive the people

who are not strong

enough to believe

in you.

 

Please feel free to visit

http://penmanshipbooks.com/

as well as

http://www.nuyorican.org/

and get your poetry on!

 

Before I close, let me acknowledge my newest blog followers.  They are: “julius22193″ and “Alexandru Ioan Popa.”  Thank you, both, very much, for honoring who I AM and what I do.  May the Goddess Lovingly Bless you with Divine Healing, Divine Inspiration, and Divine Prosperity for following “This Is Who I AM.”

And for those of you already following or reading “This Is Who I AM,” thank you for ongoingly honoring who I AM and what I do.  May the Goddess Lavishly Bless you with many Blessings, Gifts, and Miracles.

Thank you, and good night.Tonya-Ingram-Bkcvr1-300x150

I do not think I have ever written a Sonnet, but I have written a Haiku or two!

However, for now, I Lovingly transcribe this Sonnet, from the Bard of Avon, William Shakespeare.

Here we go…

 

Sonnet XVII

by William Shakespeare

Who will believe my verse in time to come,

If it were filled with your most high deserts?

Though yet heaven knows it is but as a tomb

Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts.

If I could write the beauty of your eyes,

And in fresh numbers number all your graces,

Such heavenly touches ne’er touched earthly faces.’

So should my papers, yellowed with their age,

Be scorned, like old men of less truth than tongue,

And your true rights be termed a poet’s rage

And stretched metre of an antique song:

But were some child of yours alive that time,

You should live twice, in it, and in my rhyme.

 

I invite you to visit the following Website for more information (and Sonnets!):

http://www.shakespeares-sonnets.com/sonnet/17

Thank you, one and all, for honoring who I AM and what I do.

And good night!

Another great image, found by using bing.com.

Another great image, found by using bing.com.

According to both Goddess Guidance Oracle Cards, and Archangels & Ascended Masters: A Guide to Working and Healing with Divinities and Deities, both by Doreen Virtue, Ph.D. (Copyrights 2004 and 2003, respectively, Hay House, Inc., Carlsbad, California), Nemetona is a Celtic Goddess of Sacred Space.

In addition, according to the book Goddesses for Every Day: Exploring the Wisdom & Power of the Divine Feminine Around the World, by Julie Loar (Copyrights 2008, 2011, New World Library, Novato, California), Nemetona Is represented on April 7.

And so, with that, I offer you this original poem in honor of the Continental Celtic Goddess of Sacred Space, Altars and Sacred Places in Nature.

 

You Who guide me to honor the Divine within and without me,

The Sacred within and without me,

The Universal within and without me.

Thank You for Your Goddess Guidance

Thank You for Your Ancient and Infinite Knowledge and Wisdom

Thank You for Re-Minding me that I AM also Divine, Sacred, and Universal.

Nemetona, You of the Sacred Grove,

Lead me to the places, people, and tools

With whom I can be wild and free, empowered and rich, Blessed and whole.

Guide me to those who are open and receptive

To their Goddess Powers, their Goddess Strengths, their Goddess Wisdom.

May You, and Your Goddess Sisters lead us to the

Creation, Manifestation, and Maintenance of our Sacred Home.

 

Thank you, one and all, for honoring who I AM and what I do.  Have a great night, and a wonderful week.

A Venerated vision of Nemetona by Elizabeth Kyle.

A Venerated vision of Nemetona by Elizabeth Kyle.

Those of you who have had Readings with me, or studied the Sacred Tarot with me know all too well that I rarely, if ever, forget the name of a Tarot Deck (not to mention the creator’s name, illustrator’s name, copyright date, name of the publishing house, etc.).

However, there is a Tarot Deck that I had (and may still have, for all I know) that features passages from today’s poem on all the Major Arcana Cards, that I have transcribed for National Poetry Writing Month (or, NaPoWriMo, for short).

The Poem is entitled “The Thunder, Perfect Mind,” and also from the Nag Hammadi Library (SEE https://thetarotman.wordpress.com/2015/04/06/napowrimo-day-5-a-possible-hymn-to-the-goddess-auset/ ).

This version I found by visiting

http://www.gnosis.org

Also, The Nag Hammadi Library is credited as the author, and the translator is George W. MacRae.

Here we go…

 

I was sent forth from the power,

and I have come to those who reflect upon me.

and I have been found among those who seek

after me.

Look upon me, you who reflect upon me,

and you hearers, hear me.

You who are wanting for me, take me to yourselves.

And do not banish me from your sight.

And do not make your voice hate me, nor your hearing.

Do not be ignorant of me anywhere or any time.

Be on your guard!

Do not be ignorant of me.

 

For I am the first and the last.

I am the honored one and scorned one.

I am the whore and the holy one.

I am the wife and the virgin.

I am <the mother> and the daughter.

I am the members of my mother.

I am the barren one

and many are her sons.

I am she whose wedding is great,

and I have not taken a husband.

I am the midwife and she who does not bear.

I am the solace of my labor pains.

I am the bride and the bridegroom,

and it is my husband who begot me.

I am the mother of my father

and the sister of my husband

and he is my offspring.

I am the slave of him who prepared me.

I am the ruler of my offspring.

But he is the one who begot me before the time

on a birthday.

And he is my offspring in (due) time,

and my power is from him.

I am the staff of his power in his youth,

and he is the rod of my old age.

And whatever he wills happens to me.

I am the silence that is incomprehensible

and the idea whose remembrance is frequent.

I am the voice whose sound is manifold

and the word whose appearance is multiple.

I am the utterance of my name.

 

Why, you who hate me, do you love me,

and hate those who love me?

You who deny me, confess me,

and you who confess me, deny me.

You who tell the truth about me, lie about me,

and you who have lied about me, tell the truth about me.

You who know me, be ignorant of me,

and those who have not known me, let them know me.

 

For I am knowledge and ignorance.

I am shame and boldness.

I am shameless; I am ashamed.

I am strength and I am fear.

I am war and peace.

Give heed to me.

 

I am the one who is disgraced and the great one.

Give heed to my poverty and my wealth.

Do not be arrogant to me when I am cast out upon the earth,

and you will find me in those that are to come.

And do not look upon me on the dung-heap

nor go and leave me cast out,

and you will find me in the kingdoms.

And do not look upon me when I am cast out among

those who

are disgraced and in the least places,

nor laugh at me.

And do not cast me out among those who are slain in

violence.

 

But I, I am compassionate and I am cruel.

Be on your guard!

 

Do not hate my obedience

and do not love my self-control.

In my weakness, do not forsake me,

and do not be afraid of my power.

 

For why do you despise my fear

and curse my pride?

But I am she who exists in all fears

and strength in trembling.

I am she who is weak,

and I am well in a pleasant place.

I am senseless and I am wise.

 

Why have you hated me in your counsels?

For I shall be silent among those who are silent,

and I shall appear and speak,

 

Why then have you hated me, you Greeks?

Because I am a barbarian among the barbarians?

For I am the wisdom of the Greeks and of the barbarians.

I am the one whose image is great in Egypt

and the one who has no image among the

barbarians.

I am the one who has been hated everywhere

and who has been loved everywhere.

I am the one whom they call Life,

and you have called Death.

I am the one whom they call Law,

and you have called Lawlessness.

I am the one whom you have pursued,

and I am the one whom you have seized.

I am the one whom you have scattered.,

and you have gathered me together.

I am the one before whom you have been ashamed,

and you have been shameless to me.

I am she who does not keep festival,

and I am she whose festivals are many.

 

I, I am godless,

and I am the one whose God is great.

I am the one whom you have reflected upon,

and you have scorned me.

I am unlearned,

and they learn from me.

I am the one that you have despised,

and you reflect upon me.

I am the one whom you have hidden from,

and you appear to me.

But whenever you hide yourselves,

I myself will appear.

For whenever you appear,

I myself will hide from you.

 

Although the poem continues, I have been Divinely Guided to stop at this point.

However, if you wish to read the complete work, please visit

http://www.gnosis.org/naghamm/thunder.html

Thank you, one and all, for honoring who I AM and what I do, and for honoring and embracing your “Thunder, Perfect Mind.”  Good night.

Here we have Maat, the Ancient Egyptian Goddess of Truth, kneeling before, Auset, Whose Name means "Throne."

Here we have Maat, the Ancient Egyptian Goddess of Truth, kneeling before, Auset, Whose Name means “Throne.”

Before I go to the main part of my post, I must state that it upsets and angers me that there are people with too much time on their hands that felt the need to convert the common name of my Celestial Mother into an acronym of terrorism.

For the record, the Great and Glorious Auset, the Ancient Egyptian Goddess more commonly known as Isis, Divinely Directed me to refer to Her as Auset more than a decade ago.

The only reason I use Her common Name is because most people are unfamiliar with the Name Auset, but I digress.

All that aside, I decided to enter the phrase “prayers to the goddess isis” in a Google search, and I found a poem that is ascribed to Her on Paulo Coehlo’s blog.  It is attributed to the Nag Hammadi Library, which is a collection of ancient, Gnostic texts found in Nag Hammadi, Egypt in 1945.  I have had a copy of the texts for years, and I think I may need to reread it. but not just yet.

But now, here is a “possible” hymn to the Great and Glorious Auset:

 

For I am the first and the last

I am the venerated and the despised

I am the prostitute and the saint

I am the wife and the virgin

I am the mother and the daughter

I am the arms of my mother

I am barren and my children are many

I am the married woman and the spinster

I am the woman who gives birth and she who never procreated

I am the consolation for the pain of birth

I am the wife and the husband

And it was my man who created men

I am the mother of my father

I am the sister of my husband

And he is my rejected son

Always respect me

For I am the shameful and the magnificent one

 

Sounds like an appropriate Hymn to Auset to me!

Thank you, one and all, for honoring who I AM and what I do.

And good night.

One of my favorite images of Auset, from the "Universal Goddess Tarot," by Maria Caratti, illustrated by Antonella Platano.

One of my favorite images of Auset, from the “Universal Goddess Tarot,” by Maria Caratti, illustrated by Antonella Platano.

 

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