Tag: legacy

How to Grow Up as a Man

Much more can be done towards healthier boys who become healthy , loving , compassionate men .

What that are taught as little boys is how to isolate their anger , hide emotions and not have facts with which to make choices .

I’ve encountered more than a few men who have been groomed to social correctness , the family over all else , unhealthy bonds with unhealthy demanding parent , triangles that destroy any outsider who does not conform to the family dictates…

Forever bound together , too often in trauma is the war within that does take prisoners and only truths can break the bonds that bind .

The end of man kind , I feel can be avoided by balancing the distorted feminine in each of us , male or female .

Spirit knows no gender .

It is an individual choice and effort to heal this wound , and I pray for more awakening to this .

The end of man kind , does not include the feminine Wo man and that’s not a put down but a prayer 🙏 for healing and wakefulness .

Blessings & ✌️

Dona Luna 🙏❤️🎃

Today begins Domestic Abuse Awareness

I’ll be writing deeply about this on personal level , revealing facts that are in conflict with universal law , gods law , as man became the law and our world became lawless .

Natural time , quantum influences…. it’s a day long coming and yes it’s been a very pain filled journey with enough beauty and consciousness to temper the harsh lessons .

It’s long awaited , this new beginning , and excruciating to not be heard legally which can and will be part of the change that has erased many a family

Blessings 🙏 & Peace ✌️

Dona Luna

domesticabuseawareness.org/2022/10/17/be-aware-of-the-consequences/

Xanax is a M Fer

I totally concur with this man’s conclusions on Xanax , which I was given off label for IBS . IBS and marital difficulties were Axis or code used in the DSM which has a code for everything so it can be billed with insurance .

Xanax was deadly ; I had no idea what it was , only that my IBS calmed now somewhat . I wasn’t able to sleep 😴 which had been intensified in marriage but was life long .

When I had the chemically induced nervous breakdown , by counting the RX ; I had taken 5 Xanax per day for about 12 days .

Our eldest son , 11 years old stayed home that day from school and subjected to my induced mental state and never discussed, healed or put this horrible experience to rest .

Prescribed Drugs , especially benzodiazepines are deadly in many ways especially families.

Relationships collapse as the busyness of our world encourages us to move on ….

This is too generational , ancestral and so much information exist that just as this video exposes the reality, the truth , so must the past injustices be healed and in accepting guidance from ancestors, assurance and support are not questioned .

I have great faith in concluding old business and surrendering to creation of New Earth and my home within it as my place in this world solidifies !

I am very Thankful to my teachers , each and every one and as I rest and reenergize , I quietly celebrate with knowledge that much lie ahead .

So I rest ; using only natural supplements and methods and accept I’m long out of the illusions of the matrix that is modern human generated medicine . I remember well my life’s journey in what I consider “toxic soup” and all that it cost me and our children as it fed the shadow of a partner who wished to exit the hero and keeper of all he had amassed , especially his sons , his money and his family reputation.

Xanax brought crushing reality as I did my 17 days in a psychiatric unit … our marriage was dying , I fought to be normal for our kids but I can assure you that nothing was normal after that which took me to the place of knowing the presence of evil and knowing the presence of angelic love …, shadow had a death grip on my life as I took the entire responsibility for a mental disorder and breakdown that was Xanax induced and of course having no one grasp the opportunity for healing change . Instead I cleaved towards what he wanted and regrettably our sons experienced many abused and forced responsibilities that were not fair . Of course projected that it was my choice and my responsibility.

I failed him , by not doing my job ….

And I could not in the end accept his distorted self war that has no end …

My last realtor was a major Xanax user and as he described her death ” yep she blew her brains out ” 3 years ago .

Sadly she ignored my warnings 🙏

I suggest that anyone who wishes to quit benzodiazepines that a long period of tapering off ( decreasing the dosage is best ) I personally tried 3 days cold Turkey and it was horrific . 05

Blessings & Peace 🙏☮️

Dona Luna 🎃

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Restoring balance looks chaotic

Women were over powered long ago , loosing humane rights as religious zealots branded them witches and removed them from any place of honor and respect

The truth of walking beside , not in front and not behind thus is totally lost on many as normal and correct balance .

So the recalibration looks abnormal , as if woman are militant and retaliatory.

Not so

Balance in all of nature is being restored that Heaven and Earth become united on New Earth.

We need never experience these adverse experiences again , nor shall our grandchildren.

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Thankful to Teachers

To all of those who tried to dim my light

Thank you for teaching me to shine fully

And embrace my light

To all of those who chose to abandon me

Thank you for teaching me to never abandon myself

To all of those who chose to devalue and diminish me

Thank you for teaching me to value myself and see my worth

To all of those who tried to break me

Thank you for teaching me what it means to be strong

To all of those who tried to silence me

Thank you for teaching me to find my voice

And to all of those who didn’t believe in me or support me

Thank you for teaching me to believe in myself.

Artist Credit: Elisabeth on Earth

Refusing Less

“Most of my life has been spent trying to shrink myself. Trying to become smaller. Quieter. Less sensitive. Less opinionated. Less needy. Less me. Because I didn’t want to be a burden. I didn’t want to be too much or push people away. I wanted people to like me. I wanted to be cared for and valued. I wanted to be wanted.

So for years, I sacrificed myself for the sake of making other people happy. And for years, I suffered. But I’m tired of suffering, and I’m done shrinking. It’s not my job to change who I am to become someone else’s idea of a worthwhile human being.

I am worthwhile.

Not because other people think I am, but because I exist, and therefore I matter.

My thoughts matter. My feelings matter. My voice matters. And with or without anyone’s permission or approval, I will continue to be who I am and speak my truth. Even if it makes people angry. Even if it makes them uncomfortable. Even if they choose to leave. I refuse to shrink.

I choose to take up space. I choose to honor my feelings. I choose to permit myself to get my needs met.

I choose to make self-care a priority.

I choose me.”

–Daniell Koepke

Art | Ronnie Biccard

Cherokee Women

I have Cherokee blood 🩸; so this makes sense 🙏☮️

Cherokee Women and Their Important Roles:

Women in the Cherokee society were equal to men. They could earn the title of War Women and sit in councils as equals. This privilege led an Irishman named Adair who traded with the Cherokee from 1736-1743 to accuse the Cherokee of having a “petticoat government”.

Clan kinship followed the mother’s side of the family. The children grew up in the mother’s house, and it was the duty of an uncle on the mother’s side to teach the boys how to hunt, fish, and perform certain tribal duties. The women owned the houses and their furnishings. Marriages were carefully negotiated, but if a woman decided to divorce her spouse, she simply placed his belongings outside the house. Cherokee women also worked hard. They cared for the children, cooked, tended the house, tanned skins, wove baskets, and cultivated the fields. Men helped with some household chores like sewing, but they spent most of their time hunting.

Cherokee girls learned by example how to be warriors and healers. They learned to weave baskets, tell stories, trade, and dance. They became mothers and wives, and learned their heritage. The Cherokee learned to adapt, and the women were the core of the Cherokee.

Photo : ~ Cherokee mixed Native American actress, Faye Warren.

The Soul Journey : She đŸ›đŸŚ‹

She does not need anyone to help her transcend her pain. Her pain is hers to heal. She is the only one who can choose when she is ready to travel deep down inside and harness her medicine.

She doesn’t need anyone to tell her that she needs to release her past. Her past is hers to own. Her past is a landscape that is only hers. And only she can decide the meaning she gives to all her life’s experiences.

She doesn’t need anyone to transmit wisdom to her. She is her own guru. Her own sage. Her wisdom has been gathered through the ages and her Soul knows what she needs. She has full access to the fountain of Collective Intelligence where she can quench her thirst of knowledge.

She doesn’t need anyone to tell her who she is. She just has to remember. Commune with her ancestors and ask them where she is coming from. Ask her ancestors about the struggles of her great great grandmothers. Thank them for paving the way to have the opportunity to shine her light. She stands on the shoulders of giants and this truth brings her to the values that guide her life.

She doesn’t need anyone to sort her feelings. She is not mentally ill. She is not a statistic that needs to be labeled and medicated. Instead, she tells the world that she owns her feelings and emotions. They are not to be discarded and rejected. Her feelings are guiding posts that lead her to her truth. To what needs her attention.

She doesn’t need anyone to tell her that her unhappiness and sadness can be fixed with a pill. She rejects the status quo. The mainstream understanding of what it means to be human. A feeling human. Instead, she follows the threads of her story and goes to the source of unease in her life.

She doesn’t allow herself to be defined by what they call “anxiety”. She knows that the main source of her feeling restless is perhaps because she allowed life to take her away from living her truth and being true to her values.

She doesn’t need to follow anyone’s vision. She has been gifted with the ability to dream. Dream big. Or not dream at all, if she doesn’t want to. When she is ready, the Universe will open the gates of desire to share her vision of the world and her Soul will guide her to her mission.

She doesn’t need anyone to plant the seed of creativity. She is her own teacher that just has to touch the seed that was planted in her at birth. All she has to do is allow it to wake up, to sprout, and to grow. She has within the rain and the sunshine the seeds needs to blossom.

She doesn’t need to pray harder. Meditate more. Speak in tongues. Or deprive herself of nourishment. What she needs is to believe that she is enough. She is worthy. She is ready. She is loved.

She doesn’t need to give her power away anymore. What she needs is to stand in her own truth. Discover her own truth. Dig deep. Ask questions and wait for the answers to come from within.

And as she inquires within, she understands that she lives inside her inner world. Yes, she walks among humankind, but in truth, she lives within the landscape of her own feelings and emotions.

She now knows that there is nothing outside of herself that can add anything to who she is. Who she really is, is already there. Who she is becoming is already there. And she is the only one that has full access to her story, her truth, her values, her mission and vision…

Her Holy Calling is waiting patiently for her to be ready… Ready to step in her own power… ready to reframe her wounds…

Ready to give a new meaning to her story of survival… her story of resilience…

Her story of how adversity forged her… her gifts, her talents, her inner treasures, her medicine she is called to offer the world…

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Essay by Archaeology for the Woman’s Soul

Corina Luna Dea

Archaeology for the Woman’s Soul

Caretaking of Gaia

“Before I was six years old, my grandparents and my mother had taught me that if all the green things that grow were taken from the earth, there could be no life. If all the four-legged creatures were taken from the earth, there could be no life. If all the winged creatures were taken from the earth, there could be no life. If all our relatives who crawl and swim and live within the earth were taken away, there could be no life. But if all the human beings were taken away, life on earth would flourish. That is how insignificant we are.”

Russell Means, Oglala Lakota Nation (November 10, 1939 – October 22, 2012).