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Monday, February 27, 2012

In My Mothers Garden


Feel the Sparkle In my Eye



Feel the sparkle in my eye

lift your spirits ever-high

may this kindest part of "I"

inspire you to dare to fly


   Feel the sparkle in my eye

  pink ribbons to now untie

   say you'd rather live than die

           let go . to glow ..to tirelessly try  



Feel the sparkle in my eye

watch you in love without lie

    pray with happiest heart's sigh

   truth of itself; be not ever shy




Feel the sparkle in my eye

   touch faded crimson trailing by

   know the sweetness of the pie

     Me is simply the magic of "My"



Katherine Marion

www.Supernaturalwoman.com
www.3rdEyeFoto.com



p.s.

One more self portrait of my highest self ;
as I reach out for love. Finding it in the arms
of Mother Nature - as she reminds me of
all the love I have to give  ...
unto myself.


p.p.s.

Even though, this pic was captured, last month's end ...
On the intense weekend, working with a workshop full
of others .. filling themselves up - I knew that this mystical
Monday morn, after a wonderful evening at Brock Tully's
65th Birthday Bash, at the Unitarian Church, I  knew
this image to be perfect.

For i am not always aware of what i need to speak ...

All that i am aware of is that I trust the universe to align, rather than
for others .. to define.

Thus, HERe's to supernatural gifts ... of the sublime.


K.M.


p.p.s.

What is most paramount at this tell-tale time, is that
I stand up for those who can barely 'take it,' even while
laying down.

There are those whom have lost their spirits.

And, i am here to give you hope.

Bless you.

As am I


Katherine In Greatness and Gratefulness



p.p.p.p.s.


I love you, Susan.

And, so many others of my kindred heart's  .. sisters and brothers!

Special k

I am That Woman




       

















                           I am That Woman

                        you see in your mirror


                           I am That Woman

                         letting go of her fear


                           I am That Woman

                      who has always been here



                          I am That Woman

                     love has dried many a tear





                           I am That Woman

                        you see in your mirror


                           I am That Woman

                        to be held close and dear


                           I am That Woman

                         with heart true and clear


                            I am That Woman

                         heaven-sent can I hear




       
                            I am That Woman

                         you see in your mirror


                            I am That Woman

                         senses in heavenly gear


                            I am That Woman
                       
                       Her 'time' is drawing nearer


                            I am That Woman

                        in truth; light does appear



                             Katherine Marion

                     www.Supernaturalwoman.com
                     www.3rdEyeFoto.com



                     p.s.

                             This is a self photograph of myself,
                      captured, the end of January, during an
                      weekend intensive of very little sleep and
                      much inner work.

                              Hugging a tree; my sublime solace,
                       this pure and perfect winter morn, before
                       making my magical way to one healing
                       workshop.

                              "Beyond Addiction; " the first 3 day
                       intensive, for 4 months ongoing .... where
                       I am studying the ancient art of Kundalini
                       meditation, krya's, mudra's, chanting and
                       more ...

                               Founded by a wonderful white Sikh
                         N.D. from Calgary and co-facilitated by
                         her lovely seeing self, famed author; Dr. Gabor
                         Mate, and more ...


                               I am preparing all the raw, vegan snacks
                         and treats for 50 participants, whom have
                         committed to one consciousness-raising cause;
                         for the good and glory of all.


                             As a single home schooling mother of one
                         precious teenage son, many may never know
                         the extend that i go .. to go ... and glow. Even
                         when my head says; "No," my heart can tell
                         me, "Yes." And, thus, I know that I am being
                         lead in the direction that i need take. Divinity
                         mine heart must not forsake ...


                         K.M.
                       





Tuesday, February 14, 2012

To My Special Valentine

                         
                                                      To my 'not so' Baby K
                                                     
                                             a kiss from my lips -  has much to say

                                                making your boyish heart sway ...

                                                   upon this Valentines Day



                                                     To my 'not so' Baby K

                                               our hearts are open to freely play

                                                causing ripples on rawsome bay

                                                   upon this Valentines Day



                                                     To my 'not so' Baby K

                                              I am your first love, to forever stay

                                               creating a man with much to say

                                                   upon this Valentines Day



                                               
                                                    To my 'not so' Baby K

                                            Mother Goose, did a golden egg; lay

                                               loving the teen she sees, today

                                                   upon this Valentines Day!



                                          Katherine Marion

                                          www.SupernaturalWoman.com



                                          p.s.

                                          This is my greatest Creation; King Kaelin

                                           After a long lfie, of fighting my own higher self, I
                                           allowed my light to truly shine ...

                                          Thank you, Baby K - for teaching me what LOVE
                                           truly is - YOU!


                                          Special Momma K


                                          p.p.s.

                                          A special note to my beloved brother, Frank. We miss
                                          you and send you our love and support.

                                          See you soon, beautiful boy,with the big brown eyes.

                                          Big Sister - Kathy
                                               

Monday, February 13, 2012

If you had 'all of the time' ....

If you had 'all of the time'

how would you unwind?



If you had 'all of the time'

wouldn't life be sublime?



If you had 'all of the time'

would there be any crime?


If you had 'all of the time'

why, any verse,  to rhyme?


If you had 'all of the time'

what energies to even mine?


If you had 'all of the time'

where can your light shine?


If you had 'all of the time'

how you could really shine


If you had 'all of the time'

who, to help; would you find?


Katherine Marion
www.Supernaturalwoman.com

p.s.

Helping another .. in dire need of one's
support, has to be the best way to get
rich, quick!

True wealth is found only through inner
abundance and sharing our gifts that have
been given and learned and hard-won.

This is the solid stuff.. that truly makes us
a 'real someone.!

K

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Long , Lean & Green





















Long, lean, and Green

isn't just the look of healing wheat grass


Long, lean, and Green

sorta like the way my jeans hug my ass


Long, lean, and Green

beyond a blond holding an asparagus


kinda like a baby clutching ta' ta's

before worldly appetites to thus amass


Long, lean, and Green

beating our Vancouver winter blah's


exactly as a supernova with extra gas

topping up ... with extra class and sass!



Katherine Marion
www.Supernaturalwoman.com


p.s.

After less than 5 hours of sleep, and highest
hopes of offering mine own .. to my baby
brother - as he sits obediently in a locked-up
compound, awaiting my eminent arrival ...
psyched - to say the least.

With a hot Himalayan Crystal bath and essential
oils to help light my way, with their unique
cleansing properties, I was ready to blaze a new
trail, made of soaked sesame seeds and Goji Berries,
wrapped in honey and sisterly love.

Since i often feel, exceedingly confined, due to raising
a young teen homeschooling boy, on my own, in the
'big city,' I felt it only fair to 'dress it up,' as I readied
to dance out the door of my mirrored living space.

To soon enter a brand new space ... Where-upon, when
your arms arelifted and it's not to check for a
precious pulse.

And,unless its processed and preferably
purchased at some silly Super Store .. on the mindless
menu; there shall be no superfoods served; such as naturally
-salted Dulse.

Later, my humorous Bro, noted that I "could have smuggled
a gun in" , with the Kale salad, that I offered to share. Guess
I might have been prone to mention the same insane thing, if
I was having my nerves .. frazzled and bare.

Now, that I am safely ensconced in my happy and healing
home, wish he was hearing the reassurance of my voice, across
the untapped wires of my phone.

Walking through locked doors and removing the mercury from
your teeth, before a tazser comes your way, is not my favored
way to play ...

Thus, all i can finally and gratefully say; " I love you, Dearest
Brother. Remember that I am your #1 staunch supporter. Standing
by to hold and love you. No matter when and wounded soldier's - where,
I shall always be there.


Sponsoring solidarity and self-dignity - with purest impunity,

Katherine





My Message of HOPE to Baby Brother


So good to look into your loving brown eyes

Shining brightly; above all those external lies


So nice to feel the depth of your honest hug

Holding you close; delivering all of my love


So hopeful are you, as we visit for this first time

Gratefully accepting gifts; books and foods - fine


So brave are you as you 'never say never "

Overcoming odds; placed before you, as ever


So true is your kind heart as we touch base

Love will keep you and all Angels; safe


So happy are you to visit with you lone sis

Even, gently touching my cheek; with a kiss


So concerned over your sweet, teen daughter

Hoping she isn't doing what they taught her


So grateful am I to know your kindest soul

Being your big sis;  I am now, happy and whole!



Katherine Marion
www.SupernaturalWoman.com


p.s.

Most .. will never know what i go through .. in one day. Let alone,
an often loveless lifetime.

Yet, if I ever stooped low enough .. to compare my blessed life to
that of my neglected and forgotten brother ..

All that i could then say is that i have found heaven , when all he
has been given .. is hell.


p.p.s.

Last noon, I liked the way my eyes  did look, as love opened up an un-Godly
river's canal of tears and tumultuous tides ..

So, i let the emotional fanfare ride .. its consciousness - raising
course .. To soon, subside

Into waves of overwhelming Goddess-sent gratitude.


p.p.p.s.

Bless all of those .. whom feel so sorry for themselves. May they one day
visit; hopefully never to stay confined .. within, a high security compound,
where brutal bitterness has a tendency to boil over ..

And rob a once gentle soul into submission.



Love one Supernatural Sister - Kathy










Big Sister to the Heart-sent rescue  - Feb 11,  2012



Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Birds of a Rawk'n feather .. fly high .. together!

no creature doeth either offend orblame 



 Healing helpers of LOVE'S PUREST LIGHT       







Bird's of a feather, fly highest ...

               together

rising above  ....inferno

and famine of hearts pain



Birds of a feather, fly highest ...

               together

rising above .. flames

uttering earthly compromise



Birds of a feather, fly highest ...

                 together

rising above ...objection

un-mad over  material demise



Birds of a feather, fly highest ...

                 together

rising above .. projection

 impure promise and raw rubbish



Birds of a feather, fly highest ...

                together

rising above .. turbulence

waves of cynicism and sin



Birds of feather, fly highest ...

               together

rising above ... earths shore

long lost battle of  all war\










Birds of a feather, fly highest ...

              together

rising above ...  inhumanities

un-kind human's disease









Getting High ... Supernaturally!


             














                    No other big bird

will ever fly as high

                     as I



                 Not any jumbo jet


shall soar in blue sky

                      as I



                   Nobody can find

ample reason to cry

                      as I



                    Only one raw foodie

joyfully  lives to die

                      as I



Katherine Marion

www.Supernaturalwoman.com

p.s.

Yes, my supernatural son, King Kaelin, captured this
joyful picture, this past October, in front of our
friendly neighborhood grocery store.

Drinking a bottle of Kombucha - fermented mushroom
drink that my son adores ...

Almost as much as ME!


With love and light,

Special K

p.s.

New biz card - what do you feel?

And, what would you buy from me?


p.p.s.

The smile is for free!



                 






Sunday, February 5, 2012

Spring is in the air and not always .. in my step




















Blue skies mean nothing

without you


Birds can chirp and sing

adding joy to everything


Blue skies mean nothing

without you


Sun can can shine bright

lost is my girlish delight


Blue skies mean nothing

without you


Breezes can gently blow

all i care to  even know


Blue skies mean nothing

without you


Grass grows back to green

long, strong, and lean


Blue skies mean nothing

without you


Trees offer leaves of light

magic and full of might


Blue skies mean nothing

without you


Petals burst into bloom

Nature offers such room


Blue skies mean nothing

without you


Children come out to play

and all my heard can say;


"Blue Skies mean nothing

without you."


Katherine Marion

www.SupernaturalWoman.com

ps.

My son decided to walk out, at 10:00 pm,
this past evening, after a good rest, herbs,
supplements, and raw vegan foods.

It was all about his laptop, again.

After we had decided to lock it to the
teak dining room table, and change the
code .. until trust is established, again, he
became moody and began to blame me.

There is more. Yet, this is not the time or
place...

The reason i am sharing this truth, is that
King Kaelin has not returned. And, his
habits are becoming so tiring, as i lose
sleep and sometimes hope .. when he
does not come home and I am unable to
sleep.

For, I am his mother.

I filled up hours and pages .. in my own
home journal, earlier, writing down well
over 2 dozen honorary mentions to '
myself; giving myself massive credit,
where often many do not .. concerning
how I have dealt with .. and transformed
what has been done unto Kaelin and I.

"RESOLVE," is a word that reflects
what i have been doing to bypass the
untimely trespasses that have occurred
in our once so very loving lives.

I so very much miss the magic that was
once upon a trembling hearts time, so very
apparent and prevalent.

Now teen angst prevails. Mostly peer pressure
and impure projections passed on by all too
many of the mentally mad and emotionally
unaware masses.

So much 'work,' and so little 'time.' to get it
right - it  mostly feels.


So little support, outside of myself. So, i have
learned to look within .. even more.

Really beginning to remember poetry, flooding
throughout my feeling being, since i was a teen.
The sweet stuff that i wrote  .. from age 17
 .. during my own torrid time of
emotional turmoil, somehow sustains me.

For if I can continue to express my innermost
feelings, then there is the highly probable chance
that my sacred son can revive his own ..

Even amidst all of the external chaos that he
encounters on a daily basis.

Best to get ourselves and our children back into
nature, where 'the birds and the bees,' are not
some tawdry tart-stuff on our child's computer;
popping up as porn.

A world where innocence prevails and the
'heaviest gales can be met and you bet ...
overcome.

Believing in a higher power that fills me
with love and gratitude and allows me
to see all for whom they truly are - pure
and filled with the essence of all that is hope
and hopeful,

Mommma K

( known as "Amazing Mommy" to my son,
even though - at age 15 - he may not share
this most heart-opening truth, with the outside
world, that has so sadly, intruded upon us and his
so beautiful 'supernatural' growth. )

Amen.


 p.p.s.

As the sun arises and lights up our lovely little
living room, filled with Kaelin's art, roses, positive
affirmations, and so much LOVE!

Enjoy my freshly captured picture.

I am.