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Friday, December 30, 2011

HER SELF








































                    Sometimes SHE really likes what she sees

                    when it is only HERSELF

                    she travels inward

                    to please


                    GODDESS sitting cross-legged on mat

                    looking at a WOMAN

                    fleshing out TRUTH

                    SHINES back ...


                   LOVE lifts another lost and lonely veil

                   SEEING all that is not

                   mirror so BRIGHT

                   fit FEMALE


                   HEART of gold and gorgeous to hold

                   pulsates PASSION of life

                   CHILD once lost

                   HERo of old.

             
                  Katherine Marion
                  www.Supernaturalwoman.com
                  www.3rdEyeFoto.com ( under consciousness construction )

                  p.s.

                  It is so exciting to watch what i am doing .. as i become who
                  I am meant to BE.

                  Can't wait to look and linger .. a little lovely bite, longer, at
                  this blossoming beauty, looking boldly back at magical me!


                  p.p.s.

                  A few weeks ago, I shot this pic at a local gym. As my
                  homeschooler tended to his photography class, next door
                  at Arts Umbrella, I tended to Momma K

                 Every MOMday, we traveled to Granville Island to find
                 whatever adventures came our wondrous way ...

                 So, why not allow a little luscious time to play?

                  Kat purring

               

                 
           



             

                   




EAT MY FLAX!







































                         Eat my flax

                         bite into my crax


                        Eat my flax

                        learn the fax


                        Eat my flax

                        ease your trax


                        Eat my flax

                       love my rax


                       Eat my flax

                       sex or sax?


                      Eat my flax

                      to the max


                      Eat my flax

                      tricks or tax


                      Eat my flax

                      white or blax


                      Eat my flax

                      play the crapz


                      Eat my flax

                      damn the hax


                      Eat my flax

                      wane or wax


                       Eat my flax

                       Jills' and Jax


                       Eat my flax

                       watch your bax


                       Eat my flax

                       Hot Kat is Back!



                        Katherine Marion

                        www.Rawsomechef.com
                        www.Supernaturalwoman.com



                         P.S.

                         A little of my pussy .... Kat rap!


                         P.P.S.

                        Enjoy this yummy pic of me, taken in
                        my pretty kitchen, a couple of weeks
                        ago.

                       Feel free to place your organically orgasmic
                       order, now.

                       rawsomechef@yahoo.ca







Sunday, December 25, 2011

Looking into a mirror ... You may magically see her


Looking into a mirror

        you may magically see her 


  Standing at loving side

          remembering how she died 


Looking into a mirror

        you may magically see her


    Holding kindness' hand

     teardrops did thus land 


Looking into a mirror

        you may magically see her 


Hearts melt together 

        she's you amazing mother


Looking into a mirror

        you may magically see her


      Smiling from loving eyes 

       Motherly Love never dies!


Katherine Marion

        www.SupernaturalWoman.com
     www.3rdEyeFoto.com

p.s.

A short while ago, this enchanted Xmas evening, Blues Man; 

"Milky White's" chatted with me, for the first time - on my 

facebook page. 


I was given his blog url and it was there that i

learned that his mom had passed away of cancer.

I was moved ...


Thus, this tribute to Motherly Love is sent to all stalwart

soldiers .. Mine Brothers in Love - whom sometimes feel

that they have lost their light.


Please to know that what the heart remembers ..

does never go!!!!


Keep glowing and growing,

I am

katherine the great mother


p.p.s.

It has been 3 x .. now.

After my poem being deleted for whatever strange reason or other,

spirit has re-written this ode to Motherly Love.

From the perspective of one beloved 'Boy' who lost his

own first love .


Merely to Find Himself.


With love' s tender touch,

k

This is The Time of Year - not jut to 'say; " I do LOVE You!"



















This is the time of year

to have one's family near


This is the time of year

to hold heart's ever dear



This is the time of year

to let your light shine


This is the time of year

to send magic of mine



This is the time of year

to hold your head high


This is the time of year

to laugh out loud or die




This is the time of year 

To say; " I do love you!"


This is the time of year

To show LOVE is true!



Katherine Marion
www.SupernaturalWoman.com

p.s.

Kaelin and I are sending our blessings
to beautiful cousin; T, who works
as a 'hooker' in the downtown lower
East side. She is a full blown addict and
lives with her own beloved grown boy.

Already, she has lost her magical
daughter, M, to a heroin overdose,
after she got her 'hooked up.'

I am so very grateful for what i
have and am and able to bestow.




With every befitting feminine fiber that does glow,


Katherine and her shining Son - King Kaelin

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

A bump in the head

Some days, we just wake up and bump our head!Last morn, it all started, when my son leaned over ...to kiss my cheek, and knocked into me, instead.My dreams had been far from even good Aching to 'talk them out, ' as anyone ought. Crying was I , while faraway, Angels stood Abandoned by my son at the railway ties screaming out for Greg to stop race walking even my teen, refused to hear my lost cries Betrayed by the baby i once held so close let down by the x i left many decades ago feeling as only the lone and lost last rose Lonelier than a beggar on the ugly street all I ever wanted was to live for real love few too many hearts, these tears do meet Still i hold hope for a braver, new day count my blessings for sunshine of heart For even deaf mutes might have their say! Katherine Marion www.SupernaturalWoman.com p.p.s. I am ready to let go of some responsibility. Too much hurt for a lifetime feeling lost. Pain upon old hurts - lay embossed. Cast negativity from my wounded side Bring in light to heal my worldly wounds Goddess, this prayer is none too soon!!!! K.M

In a Mirror



pluck my hair

in a mirror

filled with fear


my one heart

loner teen son

lost everyone


I  am all

to this child

joy defiled


once i lived

now feel dead

unhappy head


mean people

rule this planet

can't stand it


love stays

when shown

goodness grown


some want out

let me inside

spirits ride


hope lives now

happiness mine

Goddess, divine!


Katherine Marion
www.Supernaturalwoman.com

p.s.

Some days, we just wake up and bump our head!

Last morn, it all started, when my son leaned

over to kiss me and knocked into me, instead.


My dreams had been far from even good

Aching to 'talk them out, ' as anyone ought

Crying was I , while faraway, Angels stood


Abandoned by my son at the railway ties

screaming out for Greg to stop race walking

even my teen, refused to hear my lost cries


Betrayed by the baby i once held so close

let down by the x i left many decades ago

feeling as only the lone and lost last rose


Lonelier than a beggar on the ugly street

all I ever wanted was to live for real love

few too many hearts,  these tears do meet


Still i hold hope for a braver, new day

count my blessings for sunshine of heart

For even deaf mutes might have their say!


Katherine Marion
www.SupernaturalWoman.com


p.p.s.

I am ready to let go of some responsibility.

Too much hurt for a lifetime feeling lost.

Pain upon old hurts - lay embossed.


Cast negativity from my wounded side

Bring in light to heal my worldly wounds

Goddess, this prayer is none too soon!!!!


K.M.

On Holdiay - Everyday!

From now on

on holiday ...

everyday


No more

not a way

will i pay


for others

sins upon me

i am free


this life

walk wild

love's child


one world

hearts many

toss a  penny


hope lasts

lives end

scars mend


tears drop

paint dries

love never dies!


Katherine Marion
www.SupernaturalWoman.com


p.s.

After being divinely inspired, post reading a blog
by Santa Clause with a Cause, whom i am
blessed to have met on my pretty facebook
profile page - here I AM

Hope for the holidays,

katherine





pluck my hair

in a mirror

filled with fear


my one heart

loner teen son

lost everyone


I  am all

to this child

joy defiled


once i lived

now feel dead

unhappy head


mean people

rule this planet

can't stand it


love stays

when shown

goodness grown


some want out

let me inside

spirits ride


hope lives now

happiness mine

Goddess, divine!



Monday, December 19, 2011

Always A Comedienne










































I was always a comedienne

living in The Now

    even then ...


    I was always a comedienne

    before Goddess; take a bow

    show those men


    I was always a comedienne

    out to get another "Wow!"

    playing my top ten


    I was always a comedienne

    in it for the divine Tao

    out of their dreary den


    I was always a comedienne

    no matter the heavenly how

    even meeting Sean Penn


    I was always a comedienne

    facing off some silly 'cow'

    behaving as pecking hen


    I was always a comedienne

    raising another's eyebrow

    equalizing with my Shen


    I was always a comedienne

    showing everyone how

    Baby K's  wittier than Ben!


     Katherine Marion

     www.KatherineTheGreat.com
     www.SupernaturalWoman.com


     p.s.

     More than anything, i just wanted and needed
      share ths darling pic of Ms. Santa with her
      enchanting and enchanted Elf: KIng Kaelin.

     Melissa at Lululemon on Robson, last night,
     captured this candid shot of K2 - after I found
     all the right and yummy items to wear in
     yogic bliss - with my gratefully received gift
     of a $500.00 gift certificate!!!

     Oh - Ho Ho - so much fun. Sending love
     and light to blessed everyone ...

     K






 

 

 

Ms. Clause Wears No Bra's








































                           Ms. Clause wears no bra's

                       just as me and my brother, saw's ...


                           Ms. Clause wears no bra's

                          no ass dare raise guffaw's 


                           Ms. Clause wears no bra's

                        those twins really have no flaws


                           Ms. Clause wears no bra's

                         breast way to break 'm laws!


                          Ms. Clause wears no bra's

                        oughtta be good enough cause


                          Ms. Clause wears no bra's 

                       we heard she likes it in the raw's


                          Ms. Clause wears no bra's 

                       watch where ya put your paws


                          Ms. Clause wears no bra's

                     look out ... when that N.Pole thaws!



                          Katherine Marion

                     www.SupernaturalWoman.com


                           p.s.

                           Some gals stuff their bra's ... 

                      Me, I just say, "these gift's aren't 
                      
                      your's to unwrap." Then, I says; 

                      Now , watch out where them

                     little teeth grnaw's ..."


                      p.p.s.

                      You got it .. the only thing

                       stuffed?  

                       My animals!!!


                       p.p.p.s.

                       This sweet vision of me, was
                        captured, yesterday afternoon.
                        Enjoy, and hope you've been
                        "a good little boy!"


                       K





                          



Sunday, December 18, 2011

The Books at My Bedside


The books at my bedside

keep me close to heart


The books at my bedside

remind me where to start


The books at my bedside

always remember to share


The books at my bedside

showing me that they care


The books at my bedside

reveal the Goddess in me


The books at my bedside

truly set my spirits free


The books at my bedside

my greatest trusted friends


The books at my bedside

truth be told; never ends!


Katherine Marion
www.SupernaturalWoman.com

p.s.

As i awakened from one more most lucid dream,
this very early sumptuous Sunday morn,  I
looked upon the lovely lilies in their gorgeous
green vase - looking back at me ...

A voice within, so sagely suggested I
bring my enlisted lovelies to rest at
a peaceful they love best - next to me!


Well, .lo and behold, i quickly thought to myself,
and no one else, " Wow! That's a lot of water. What
if ..." Sure enough, a major spill .. thus occurred.
Right alongside and under my bed.

I really do not mind, wiping my beaten-up
hardwood floor with a trusty old towel. Nor even
picking up the wet and empty sued check
book. What I really cry to see being hurt, are
my blessed books!

Upon safely retrieving my holy pages, and
lovingly placing them upon my eco-
friendly bed, before carrying them out
into the living room to dry in front of
the heater - I began to caress a few of
their healing heads. Stroking their
precious pages with love and remembrance,
I have decided to share a few of their
names.


"Chakra Energy" -  Keith Sherwood


" The Storyteller's Goddess " by
 
   Carolyn McVicar Edwards


"Illuminations " - Stephen C. Paul

  and Gary Mac Collins


 "Grandmother Moon" - Szuzsanna

   E. Budapest


 " The Holy Book of Womens Mysteries"

   Szuzsanna E. Budapest


 "Chakra Frequencies" - Jonathan

   Goldman and Andi Goldman


 "Positivity" - Barbara L. Frederickson
 
   Ph.D.


 "Women Who Run With The Wolves"

 Clarissa Pindola Estes Ph.D.


"Anatomy Of The Spirit"

  Caroline Myss, PH.D.


"The World Needs Your Kid"

 Craig Kielberger/Marc Kielberger

 and Shelley Page


"The Power Of NOW"

 Eckhart Tolle


"Dreams of the Goddess"

 Scarlett Rose


"Yoga Body, Buddha Mind"

 Cyndi Lee


"All Women are Healers"

  Diane Stein


" The Families Guide To

  Health and Healing"

 Anne Maria Clement, Ph.D, N.M.D.


"One Hundred and One Famous Poems"

 p.p.s.

 Now, this is not to even mention;

 Napoleon Hill's classic: "Think and Grow

 Rich," which i recently uncovered, after

 sitting in misery, in that mess in the second

 bedroom, that my teenager son, sometimes

 often likes to refer to, as "The Doom Room."

 Who knows, maybe he will help to clean

  it up, before Xmas, and we shall discover

  even more magic ...


  Wow! Now,  I have so many books to read,

  as I sit under a bright light, surrounded by

  by a few wet wonders  ... and many other

  trusted unspoiled Sisters and Brothers  -

  whom I would rather be with none others!



Wednesday, December 14, 2011

PRAYER FOR MY TEEN

   
                  Even though you are a mere fiftenn
               
                  too much .. your gentle innocence

                  has already painfully felt and seen



                  At that tender age of only eight years

                  upon your sweet, selfless elfish self

                  sick minds - projected all their fears



                 Taking you away, 8 days before Xmas

                  4 armed police officers; woke you up

                  asleep in your bed, barely time to dress



                  Now, you have no one to help you grow

                  into the man you must gracefully become

                  I feel there is so little that I once did  know



                  Yesterday, I could cradle you in my arms

                   scoop you up and hold you to my breast

                   keep you safe from so many worldly harms



                   So much pain has entered your loving life

                   no one has ever begged  for forgiveness

                   even online, trolls stick in their nasty knife


                   Your emotionally mature, beyond your time

                   never a tear do you choose to safely shed

                   what happened to the boy who did shine?


                  Ignorance has robbed us of our infinite  joy

                  Goddess  pray you are safe, wherever you are

                  my very special - sad,  and lost, little  boy!

             
                  Katherine Marion
                  www.SupernaturalWoman.com

                  p.s.

                Kaelin, unknowing to me, asked the magic
                man, Vitaly Beckman, to borrow $10.00, " for a
                ride home," after I had hired him to teach my son
                his second class of MAGIC TRICKS.

               Pulling a 'fast one,' I have not heard from his
               since he called me at home, at 3:30 - yesterday.
               Not a word have I heard...

               It is almost 4 am, right now. Already, my heart
               has been skipping beats for hours. Thumping
               in my chest from chronic debilitating stress.

              Maybe i will pray for myself, too!


              Concerned momma K







                  

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Time to S_ _ IT... them out!

                                 
                                    Others stand around staring

                                    at my 'headlight's' - glaring

                                    rarely are they, barely faring

                               losing sight of KIND and CARING

     
                                   Not even 'getting' who I am

                                  just a BODY, they hope to slam

                                  blind to realize their own sham

                                no wonder- most of my life .. I ran!




                                  I slowed down so they could see

                                   finding out i was no longer free

                                     proving myself is not for me

                                    "Men?" - rather climb a tree!


                                 

                                     Multitudes rarely communicate

                                       Many, so poorly .. fornicate

                                      I'd rather - divinely defecate

                                    of 'shit's ;  choosing not to wait!

                                   
                                      Katherine Marion
                                   
                                      p.s.

                                      Maybe i will feel much better, now.
                                      After blocking  - on facebook - a Satanist from
                                      San Fran, who has mis-created a whole hot-bed
                                      of hellish video's centered around "climbing" my "magical
                                      mountains," I am rather burned out from
                                      what all too often feels to be a hell of a loveless
                                      life.

                                      p.p.s.

                                      Oh, and that's not to mention, also blocking a well
                                      known celebrity psychic, who sent me the url for the
                                      recent radio interview he did, for a hot hostess in New
                                      York, who was analyzed by him and his partner - on air,
                                       much to the couple's chagrin.

                                       Well, if his antics weren't already enough .. sending me
                                       a private message on fb, allowing me to so uncouthily
                                        (it is a word, now ) tell me that he really wants to "eat"
                                        my wee kitty - shall my say ... And, that he has " a c__
                                        as big as a porn star."

                                        All, i did was write back, "Then, why didn't you say that ...
                                        your recent radio interview?"

                                        Two fools .. blocked in one night.

                                        p.p.p.p.s.

                                        And, that is not even talking about what is happening in
                                        my own so called - personal - life.

                                        Goddess, may i dream of a solution-based reality that
                                         I am creating. Even if it feels as if I am all alone - so
                                         much of the pain-staking time.

                                         p.p.p.p.p.s.

                                          Upcoming; my next miracle: " For The Best Interests of
                                          The Child."
                       
                                          A Support Group for parents who have lost their children
                                          to The Ministry of Children and Families.

                                         The more stings I get .. the more I am able to realize how
                                          truly amazing i truly must be.

                                          Otherwise, why would all of those dirty, deadly, "THEY'
                                          keep bothering with, harassing, bullying, badgering .. and
                                          being blinded by me???????

                                          Purring Kat with all the cream




















Sunday, December 11, 2011

That's why they call her: "Mother Sun."
















































                     Pretty cotton and lovely lace
               
                 Anything less .. a divine disgrace!


                     Pure woman; sweet and soft

                To Goddess; your hat;  be doffed


                  Ample cleavage - bursting forth

                Mighty mountains peaking - up North


                  Sampling fave fare in her kitchen

                My, doesn't she look mighty fetch'n?


                   She serves it cool, vegan and fun

                 Just why they call her: " Mother Sun."




                  'All hell' could break loose, any time

                   Sexy, savvy, served up so sublime


                  Heaven was never so raw and real

                   Divine dishes; served up with zeal


                 Book your holiday order, right away

                  Making you the most delicious day


                  Checking my list ;    your yummy name

                  Goddess' gifts - or, tsk, tsk, such a shame!


                  Katherine Marion
                  www.SupernaturalWoman.com

               

                  And, just think ... or, don't ... I was planning
                  on writing something quite serious.Good
                  thing, I changed my magical mind.

                  Call to order your "Date with a nut."

                 With humor and happiness,

                 K




Are Your Bells Jingling, Yet?

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Yoga in the Raw
























                               Yoga in the Raw
                                  
                          real women need no bra

                            like you never saw ...


                              Yoga in the Raw

                             freshest veggie slaw

                            loving this 50 + Ma!


                               Yoga in the Raw

                               leanest lover's law

                              nothing left to thaw


                               Yoga in the Raw

                             titty, tea and ta, ta, ta

                          fine figure does she draw ...


                              Katherine Marion

                              www.SupernaturalWoman.com
                              www.RawsomeChef.com


                          P.S.

                          This consciousness-raising capturing ... end of 
                          July 2011

                          Even in mine own back alley, I am able to create
                          a little Peace and whole lot more traffic!

                          Special K
           
                               


Thursday, December 1, 2011

Could Have Been a Hooker



                     




































                                  Could have Been a Hooker

                                  letting others take away my say


                                  Could have Been a Hooker
                                 
                                  dirty dogs having their way


                                   Could have Been a Hooker

                                   'sweet pussy' sure can sashay


                                   Could have Been a Hooker

                                   far too high a price to pay!



                                   
                                   Could have Been a Hooker

                                   if it wasn't for the illicit sex


                                   Could have Been a Hooker

                                   listening to that lusty last ex


                                   Could have Been a Hooker

                                  wounded world of body checks


                                   Could have Been a Hooker

                                   casting my leggy, hopeless hex



                               
                                    Could have Been a Hooker

                                   offering up trick for tasteless treat


                                     Could have Been a Hooker

                                    unwrapping more poison meat


                                     Could have Been a Hooker

                                     never working on my tired feet

         
                                     Could have Been a Hooker

                                     always another 'John' to meet




                                    Could have Been a Hooker

                                    losing last faith in humanity

                                 
                                    Could have Been a Hooker

                                    blind where once  I did see


                                   Could have Been a Hooker

                                   no longer setting myself free


                                   Could have Been a Hooker

                                   good thing I became "Me!"



                                                Katherine Marion

                                 
                                    P.S.

                                    As excerpted from this morn's www.facebook.com/katherinemarion page:

                                    Earlier yesterday, after an intense 40 minute bike ride in the cold, that created a major detoxifying and most exhilerating sweat, I met a hooker! Applying her makeup, before hopefully getting a welfare checl to cover this December's rent - so she would not have to go out and 'hook,' before it got real dark, over near Kingsway - where it is not as 'bad' as on lower East Hastings. Over here with the homeless in the sunlit post - Olympic-city of  Vancouver, B.C.

Well, she had her 'ass covered' - so to speak. Therefore, jumping on a bus to go home. Yet ,not before telling me how she had put her dad in jail for one year. She claimed, " he wasn't a predator or anything," even though he had her 'sit pretty' on his lap, at the age of three, when he first began ' teaching her to read." Nice Da Da. I told her that what had happened to her .. could happen to anybody - and it has - and that one person may more easily find themselves in her situation than another. And, mostly, I let her know that i admired and appreciated her absolute honesty.

Even sadder ... when Jessica goes out onto the street to 'ply her trade,' she does drugs. She told me that she "has to." Although opposing her dysfunctional family, to put her abuser behind bars - is more than most 'abused' will ever have the balls or even brains, to do. Meeting this pure and precious soul, that rarely soars ... naturally, any more, was the highlight of my day. And, trust me - i created the most supernatural day, as ever, What i treasure most - TRUTH.

Jessica told me: " You are beautiful" and " very powerful." She doesn't read minds - as she holds onto not so dear John's ...  between her war-torn thigh's. This unloved heart - knows people - 'the hard way.' Life is not always an 'easy street.' What we do have is the power to say, "NO." And the wisdom to say, "YES" to loving ourselves. Here's to Jennifer and all of the many other forgotten boys and girls, who still know how to share and to remember, even for an iota of a sexually offended second - who they truly are.

Supernaturally so,
Katherine in LOVE and Inner Peace


P. P. S.

This purring picture of Big Kat; captured a flavourful few wickedly wonderful weekend's ago. Merely dressing it up for a night out at a local raw food eatery. What fun it was dancing with the Belly-Dancer, after strutting in through those divinely delicious doors!