Author: Candid Corvid Productions

I have known nothing about the sign, which is funny since one of my owm children is one – but my children do not present as typical, which I am proud of because they are unique and their own individuals.

However, since I have wanted to know more about Taureans, they are suddenly “here, there, and everywhere” around me – having some common traits, but being very unique in their own expressionism.

This is very different from those people with the earth sign of Capricorn, which at times can have a very decided inflexibility of the mind and firm barriers around their hearts.

It seems that if you earn the trust of a Taurus, their hearts’ devotion will be with you until the end from the start.

Like an accordian playing itself by stuck notes, my lungs lose ground to a bronchial infection.

Upon having to cancel my clients due to another virus, I find that I can only rest fitfully while my mind whirls and plans for resuming.

I was once as you became – cast adrift from a family I had loved, bereft in my loss, and struggling to regain my life’s purpose.

It warms my heart like the sun returning after a bitterly-cold and darkened winter that we are reunited and may melt off the frost.

She protected her younglings by teaching them self individuation, providing them with shelter when they needed to retreat, and encouragement when it was time to enjoy the weather.

When will I feel young again?

My body needs me as its friend.

Can make a jagged crickle in one’s life path – sometimes rendering it almost unrecognizable.

Her grandmother had it, then her mother, and then so did she as she matured into her abilities.

I have always preferred a roost in the trees.

“You see what you want to see – and if you don’t like an aspect, you torment and persecute me!”

The princess broadened her stance, digging in feet for their next battle over her soul’s sovereignty.

She’d had no one to learn and grow with as her talent waa suppressed, so lay dormant.

There were no others that could understand and see the world as she had come to see.

For gifting my family with where we are now.

If one becomes targeted for being unique, they might dissociate for a while from their inner workings – and later have to find their way back for a new beginning.

Her heart was tuned to seek that secret potential of hope’s determination which lies dormant in each and every one of us until found and sparked to life by another.

Recognizing that the time and place in which she was born was long suppressed by human ignorance, she began watching for those moments when she would find someone seemingly swept ashore.

She would then extend a hand to help lift them up again and share awareness about their worth and abilities to carry forward with them as they’d continue to grow.

I had an earlier boyfriend who had also always kept me at emotional distance.

We would share intimacy and deep discussions, but he had been hurt by someone he had loved before me, so expressed his pain by barring me.

He hungered for the affection that I was giving him, but felt conflicted by receiving it.

In later rare dreaming of him, I would always be remimded of the unwarranted sting of rejection, as if my giving love to him was a sin.

But last night, he and I were in a room with another person, and for some reason, we were all brushing our hair.

He used to have this amazing golden-sheened, straight blond hair cut to shoulder length which naturally flipped like a bob with delicate ends curling under.

As we tended our untanglings, I looked over at him – and he gave me a secret look letting me know he remembered our time together.

I felt included at last and welcomed the releass of invitation as I watched him brush those haloed strands cascading against his chin, neck, and shoulders in the weight of their fall.

It was wonderful to be loved by his acceptance and to share this memory with someone who had once felt close to kindred with my soul.

Once she met her goal, the virus overtook her.

No one needs to listen but my self on Salvation’s mission.

When her beloved left, abandoning her to the harsh realities of the wasteland, something broke in her mind – leaving her vulnerable to The Crone’s manipulations.

A type of creativity which calls forth and regenerates the expression of true spirit.

As I returned to the masjid after a too long absence, women were arriving to prepare for breaking the Ramadan fast together.

I was invited to stay and eat with them, but I only wanted to pray in solitude. I need to attend to my internal wounds and find a way to heal them.

It made me need to cry when I saw their lovely, curly-haired children. One or more of my own could have joined them after a few seasons.

I would like dispensation to pray alone when no one else is present. I need to obtain that sense of Source and feel bathed as sink into its element.

For now, a prayer rug adorns an antique cabinet I collected, and I take occasional sustenance from Medjool Dates – reminding me of the homeland.

It has been my goal to pre-identify, leap to the side, and avoid those presets in viral behaviorism which cause us to repeat harm to current and next generations that then propagate humanity’s descent into oblivion.

Unfortunately, if one’s partner adheres only to their family’s bias and ancestral rhythms, any attempt to reconfigure and innovate can cause the proactivist to be met by resistance, blame, and persecution as “a sinner.”

It is interesting that in my ex-husband’s history, the King Of Scotland married a Pictish princess whom also was denied love and disparaged.

After watching the video sequence from Clann, I cried and cried because my original soul bond story with my ex-husband was so similar, yet in the end, he never came back to me – and in fact, made me “the enemy.”

I dreamed last night that I passed by him at some busy event and stopped to thank him with tears of heartfelt emotion streaming from my eyes.

He had been one of the main positive male/father role models that I could count on as a child.

By the characters he chose to play, he gave me strength to cling to my higher moral values and to maintain the belief that love and kindness should always be at the core of any answer.

(Little House On The Prarie, etc.)

It can keep a true believer caught in a web of another’s deceit – of which there is no ending.

Jaunty gents.

He refused to let her help him truly recover, so she turned away from the healing profession – hoping to avoid further conflict and to be given a chance for them to find a new way to thrive together. However, this wish was never granted.

I have become very proficient at leaving when I realize that I am not valued.

Most people do not notice nor understand the undercurrents – and to be with a man, I would most likely slip (as they have) back into denial.

Fighting two infections but determined to get to work to make rent, I turn off the waking alarm and misread the message as saying, “All dreams are now off.” Kind of my life’s current situation.

“I must rely on adults to keep me safe – yet, every move I make has a consequence.”

“But, you haven’t seen the darkness in me – the terrible, terrible ugly…”