I do believe in organic foods !
I played this song a few weeks ago and of course
I cried at the throw back to my Dad and Mom
and what were seemingly simpler things .
I cried at the very basic , simple heartfelt
message , timeless .
I cried because of all that has come between
my core beliefs and has only reaffirmed many
core beliefs remain and are worthy .
I cried for losses and I cried for all the gains
as corrections ensure change , reclaimation
and endings of generational abuses and trauma
that need never be experienced again .
And after the crying , tears dried , I smiled
knowing the presence and presents , gifts
that have been revealed even in shadow
and acute and devestating loss , change and
reclaimation are realities and Blessings
outweight the blips in the radar as others
need prevails to do much harm , their actions
have a reverb that reveals their character and
lack of consciousness that is a gift also.
I Do Believe in You 💕🧚🌟
I Do Believe in me .🐸
I Do Believe in US .💯🙏
Blessings & Peace ,
Dona Luna ©️✌️💞
Unfortunately, as the ex wife of a landlord
who has distorted everything business , financial
as well as our personal life and certainly with
regard to our 3 sons and 6 grandchildren ( that I know
His residence to change , his slow and methodical
planning of years , aided by his family whose opinion
of me , was critical from the get go because I didn’t
accept , that I had to wear a fake mask , or hold a man
on high , when he lived in distortion far too much .
Was it my imagination , that I saw higher sides in him
and held faith for his more attached and balanced
mood in consistent growth ? I have realized our family
was a business , his pride at creating 3 sons to carry
his family name 📛📛📛📛📛📛📛📛📛 had nothing to
do with me ..Secrets and untruths have been held
rotting the core of what was , with our son’s and I
and aided by many who agreed to shut me up , has
ultimately failed .
As any professional , dare retaliate in these unique times
of COVID , their boomerangs will be swift …But just in
their very acts , those wormholes are being exposed
and there are no exemptions .
Any professional business who puts folks in jeopardy
in foundational ways to retaliate , repeadly , covering
themselves , taking no responsibility , discriminations ,
failure to comply with code , forced evacuations that
are delicious with over powering abusive energy ,
enjoying the trauma for the recipient to whom
all abuse is projected .
I lived through this, survived this and I KNOW what
this is .
And I know I am called on , and called to aide others
as much as I can . *** new leases have clasuses that
stipulate that they cannot be legally held ” responsible “,
the same language ex used in his divorce , making me
responsible for legal and health , and every freaking
thing negative , as 20 years with yet another who
met him energetically , and delighted in increased
abuse , as did others who joined in family ,
savoring my son’s disposal of me , adding the death
of our son’s mom , was a complete and done deal
and they wanted nothing to do with me .
Shadow of the matriarch , who has ruled with a
vengeance, that negates a peaceful landing upon
exit from this plane of existence .
The choice is his, to liberate himself or stay as is ..
I’ve been long gone, exhumed from the grave , and
the box of Distortion , and my voice is clear and
much needed , plus Spirit is in the house .
My house , and I am , I am home And that’s magnetic
as my tribe awakens and we converge in cosmic
love and joy 💖.
Blessings & Peace
I am the daughter of a daughter.
Who is the daughterof a daughter.
Who is also the daughterof a daughter.
Some of us are mothersbut all of us are daughters,all
birthed through linesthat weave back tothat First
All connected fromthe very beginning.All connected in
Grandmothers,Great Great Grandmothers.All daughters
born fromOne. Original. Egg.fromOne. Original. Woman.
So why the separation?Why the animosity toward each
other?Why the arguing and fighting,back-stabbing and
lack of support?
The next time you see another woman,look in her eyes
and see theAncestral Lines – the lines of women –that
lead back to you.
Where are we going Mother?And how will we get there
Sister?By staying connected Daughterand allowing for
For we are each one,after all,all Daughtersof Daughters
Of Daughtersof ourOne Mother.
_________________________________The Daughter Line, Arlene Bailey ©2020
Four Generations by Giuseppe Torre
Seeing through the rage early on, seeing the 3 year old wounded child
that happened to be male , but imbalanced for whatever reason .
The trauma affected the softer , feminine child, molding him towards
an exterior that denied the softness.. Drama was not perceived in the dead
pan delivery in mask , usually attributed to someone else . I became his fix
his target , which he modeled for our 3 sons . He’s still in that mode ,
sadly , regrettably denying any responsibility , contracts that supersede
any written or dictated by human .
Blessings & Peace
This song describes in part my experience and that of many boomers
who retain faith and hope , in a better world for all. In a society of suicide
we may have been induced into that society , duped that it was entirely
up to the individual ..Addictions became common , unexplainable, and
the individual who was already targeted by abuse with the home to such
a degree , that many stones lay in the road.
Who has not been held accountable ? Chemical /Pharmaceutical Corps co joined
with the AMA and APA and therapist who stay in the induction state due to
the enormous profit ..
Same reason a partner seizes the induction of illness of any kind to plot
an escape that only physically proves an abuse and ego that takes years
to get in alignment with their plan.
That does not detract from the totally casual partnership , that has no truth
being built on a foundation of friendship , that includes infidelity, withholding
information , emotionally, spiritually , financially, in order to have a body in house
to do whatever is wanted or needed .
Silence became the norm , 3 months after I do, when blessed with child became
a burden , I had to step out of .. I gained 30 lbs over my norm , our son was over
due , with the blatant disregard , disconnect as he discussed this problem
5 days a week at work.. He became the victim .. I became it , as he’s prone to
state , he had to marry me .
Wed 3/4/77 a year of great astronomy/astronomy, his wounds became
more clear and pronounced in the mask or his truth showed up in the
year of Chiron the wounded healer planet was discovered .
Our 1st son , bore his name , though he protested , I did not understand
his reasoning for not IV ing , as time bore out . 3/11/78, 2 weeks late
put his expected time of arrival was 2/28/78, my non Leap Year
His 🎂 birth even 2 weeks late , still bore out , his false assertion that
he had to marry me .
Yes he had to…I cooked , I cleaned , I cared , I looked presentable when we
went out , quickly pushing through the judgement and critical words of
his life long partner .. Yes , I belonged to him, and a child he did not mentally
or emotionally prepare for , refusing to take precaution for , lacking that
responsibility , showed up where it mattered most ..💰💰💰
Joy was not something I attach him to in those days ..
Mask of the corporate , secrets, family business , locked into place
he was more aware with our 2nd son, whose birth was stressful
and he was drunk, or hung over ..Back labor, was harsh and
he was indisposed until birth , decrying he always wanted a brother.
Our 3rd Son, was the unspoken , Well you know what you’re in for
as a single parent , stay at home Mom …
Yes , I began to know my place in his world , had no growth , no real
attachment , no foundation .. I had 3 sons to nurture , and I was allowed
and I tried to make that enough ..
I was not enough, I lived with that those last 5 years , as he searched for love
outside himself, still … I gave up on him…A desire to hold me in the same
possessive shadow in regards to our sons , who have no intimate connection
to me ..
As it appears , winner takes all..he cannot take what does not , and never did
belong to him..
Stones in the Road , were boulders that have been removed , as the facts are the
truth , long ago released from abuse that has continued beyond , beyond .
I am not the sledge hammer , I am the Mom who knows the light heals
and I can longer accept being a target that has resulted in our sons being
abused as well, their children , a tradition that can cease and desist .
Blessings and Peace ,
Doña Luna 🥰🎉❤️
Big Heart, Strong Hands is the story of the women who live on the isolated Estonian islands of Kihnu and Manija in the Baltic Sea. It is often considered the last matriarchal society in Europe
— Read on www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/gallery/2020/feb/26/where-women-rule-the-last-matriarchy-in-europe-in-pictures-anne-helene-gjelstad