The Phases of the Moon and Their Effect on Us…

Human beings are intensely layered, complex beings. I was thinking the other night about how someone born at different phases of the moon have similar personality qualities because both myself and my brother’s fiance are born during the same phase of the moon but in completely different signs (actually that square one another) yet I could see similarities between us. Yet in astrology this isn’t something often gone into due to all the other complexities of a chart so I’m going to go into them here briefly.

Here’s the basic breakdown:

New Moon = Sun and Moon in the same astrological sign.

Waxing Moon = Sun and Moon square in an applying opposition; meaning the moon sign is in a sign before the opposition. For example if a person were an Aquarius, the opposite sign would be Leo, so if a person was born with Sun in Aquarius and Moon in Taurus, the moon would be in the Waxing phase.

Full Moon = Sun and Moon in opposite signs.

Waning Moon =  Sun and Moon square in an separating opposition; meaning the moon sign is in a sign after the opposition. For example if a person were an Aquarius, the opposite sign would be Leo, so if a person was born with Sun in Aquarius and Moon Scorpio , the moon would be in the Waxing phase.

So if your sun and moon relationship isn’t a conjunction/opposition or square, your phase of the moon is somewhere in the middle and depending on the rules given above you can see where it fits into the basic phase. For example you are an Aquarius with Moon in Capricorn, that means you are basically a New Moon person on the Waning side. If you are an Aquarius with a Pisces Moon you are basically a New Moon type on the waxing side.

Now to the point of all this.

I’ve noticed New Moon people have a tendency to be hermetic, homebodies, yet are usually warm and open. This would be because the Sun conjunct the Moon gives the Sun a Cancer flavor and the on the other end gives the Moon a Leo flavor. So they are straightforward and open, but don’t volunteer much about themselves. They’ll tell you anything you want to know about themselves but you have to ask first. The person saw their parents as the same person. Often this configuration is found in people who were raised by a single parent or whose parents were so tight they operated as a single unit. (This is true for those with the Sun and Moon in the same sign only, shades of these things may apply to those who are close to the New Moon.)

With the full Moon people I have noticed a great discomfort with themselves, perhaps this is because their moon sits on their earth (or their shadow self.) They seem to have a hard time being comfortable in their own skin and usually flip from one end of the spectrum to the other, often causing others to be confused. I believe it takes a while for them to unravel who they are to themselves. This position seems to take time to find their path. They do a lot of exploring, trying on new identities and hats before settling on what feels right. Also it indicates the person saw their parents as opposites which means the parents were very different from one another. Often it can indicate a divorce or separation between the parents especially if there are squares to the Sun or Moon.

The Waxing Moon people have a tendency to flip from acting out of one side of their personality or the other. For example a Capricorn with an Aries Moon would sometimes be extremely hard working, structured, disciplined and ambitious and then the next week might seem uncharacteristically self-involved and unconcerned with their future and work instead they might want to party and live  in the moment not thinking of anything but what kind of margarita to drink. It also indicates (from the person’s perspective) real tension between the parents and often parents who either don’t stay married or live together and fight constantly. The person sees their parents as at war with one another. And in many cases the parents are physically separated during that person’s childhood.

The Waning Moon square people have similarities with the Waxing Moon people as they too seem to flip from one side to the other in their personalities and often see their parents as having tension between them. The waning moon people however seem to be less conscious of their parents dynamic from what I’ve seen, and often have a certain level of denial about family problems preferring to brush things under the rug.

OK… My back is hurting from sitting funny. I’ll keep this short today.

Thanks to everyone who contributes their thoughts through the dream journal and the comment sections.

Best wishes and many blessings,

Denise

The Phases of the Moon and Their Effect on Us…

Michael Jackson, Farah Fawcett & the Coverage & Fame

As Grace mentioned the connection between Michael Jackson and Karen Carpenter immediately came to my mind at the time of his death as well. I have a feeling that the real killer here was his anorexia, the drugs just made it worse.

Interestingly, the coverage of both Fawcett and Jackson’s deaths have been very odd, in my opinion. Very few of those who gave statements in the death of Jackson seemed very real, instead they focused on his career and their connection to it. Quincy Jones made sure to give the number of records sold and which records he worked on before saying he felt like he lost his “brother.” I don’t know about you, but that’s not the first thing I think about when I have tender thoughts of family members. Most of the celebrity “grief stricken statements” seemed more of an opportunity to show off their accomplishments and boil down the whole of Jackson’s life as if he were a cartoon. It’s no wonder one of the lawyers who represented him during the case against him for child molestation described Jackson as “one of the loneliest people,” he’d ever met. The only celebrity statements that seemed remotely like normal human reactions were Lisa Marie Presley, Brook Shields and Elizabeth Taylor’s.

I have to admit that I am cringing through most of the coverage of his death which seems to vacillate between extreme hyperbole (Ann Courie saying there might not be any MTV without Jackson) and turning him into a convenient way for certain celebrities to plug their own talents and importance. To say it is crass is a far too great of an understatement and the fact that the media (which itself seems to have gone the direction of placing its own head so far up its own butt that it hasn’t seen daylight in 20 years) is fanning the flames of this hyperbolic narcissistic feeding frenzy, at least hear in NPD central, Los Angeles.

And the sad documentary (which is made only that much more sad by Farrah Fawcett’s death) also seems a strange macabre ego massage. While I feel very sad for anyone who has health troubles, it seems an odd way to gain celebrity status, which has been happening as of late, some woman in GB did her death as a reality show, another dude the same, and then it seemed, in an effort to rekindle her celebrity, Fawcett allowed the documentary to be made. I’m not sure what is sicker people watching these other people suffer during the last moments of their life or the desire to be watched while walking through death’s door.

For some reason (being under the weather with nothing else on TV) I found myself watching part of the Fawcett documentary which was an odd mix or sadness, beauty (Fawcett’s journal writing about her experience was engaging and poetic) and twistedly narcissistic. She insisted on going home after having major surgery back from Europe to the US despite doctors’ warnings which I found oddly arrogant. After facing a deadly disease, going to another country for expert help, and one can only imagine facing your mortality squarely, she did the unexpected, she ignored their advice in characteristic stubborn star fashion. the normal comforting blanket of celebrity became a strange disconnect from reality, a retreat into her specialness which she paid the price for on the flight back as the doctors had warned.

It’s odd that we’ve now had a 96 hour news black out because two celebrities have died. One more infamous in recent years than famous, the others most memorable moment in the past fifteen years a bizarre seemingly drug addled interview on Letterman with “art” made by her naked body, published in Playboy when she was 50 years old, well past the expiration date on the public’s appetite for her nudity. She then came home after the expert doctors she’d gone all the way to Germany for who told her not to fly home early, which she did anyway (a typical sort of celebrity knows best sort of attitude which I’ve seen a lot here in LA) to her apartment with a giant Andy Warhol portrait of herself in the living room. She claimed to desire her privacy and was angry about people finding out about her health problems – so why the documentary detailing the nitty gritty of it? The answer to this seems to be a pathological need for attention, which appears to be the bane of the famous/infamous’ existance. Farrah’s diary entries, written and read by her in the documentary were very well written and moving, revealed a lot about the sheltered and privileged life she led when she wrote an entry about never having gone through any real sort of health problem and how she wanted her life back. While she did count her many bliessings she also infered her specialness was given by God instead of understanding that her life, as all lives have lessons and one can not rise above being human to be anything other than as special as anyone else. She seemed to lack the insight of her connection to the whole of humanity and there was a constant feeling the reason for the documentary was an indignance with her own mortality, that somehow fame which had made a goddess out of her, could not give her the one thing that a real Goddess would have, immortality. She seemed to be beffudled by the idea that she was human and had an odd percpective that her facing death was somehow anything more than what we all share. We all die. We all have pain. We all suffer. There is no escaping this, yet there seemed to be a part of her that came through that actually thought she would somehow escape the inevitbale almost as if she had never considered it until she was staring it down. And although she seemed mildly humbled when she was feeling her worst as soon as she got good news she abandoned her inner quest back to her throne. It was very odd.

I live in Los Angeles and at this point I’m not sure if this sick fascination with the “famous” is a function of the bizarre and twisted culture of Hollywood that is warping my greater view of American culture or whether American culture truly has become a tabloid, insanely obsessed, strangely narcissistic fish bowl.

As a way to escape the onslaught of Jacskson and Fawcett endless non-news stream, we turned on Bill Maher. Ironically, he actually did talk about Michael Jackson with Billy Bob Thornton, however when that interview was done MJ would still have been alive. But what struck me like another hammer over the head was the first interview with Cameron Diaz promoting her new movie, where she plays a mother who has a second child to save her first one from cancer (she needed a donor match). Interestingly, Diaz revealed a lot about the strange curse disguised as a gift, known to us commoners as “celebrity.” In her comment she mentioned that people (the public) expect her (or any celebrity) to stay the same as when the public “fell in love” with them. That said celebrity, in her case was when she was 22, which she used as an example.  She then went on to talk rather candidly with Maher about her feelings about marriage and children which she said she understood (only and purely) as a biological need to procreate. Seriously, that’s what she thought marriage and family was about. And she said she didn’t believe anyone who got married thought they would actually stay married and anyone who married held onto the security blanket of a possible divorce down the road.

Wow, I thought, she sounds like a 22 year old girl who was very immature for her age.

In a strange way she harkens back to the ancient archetype of the virgin (not what the virgin became but what it was initially which was a woman who had no need of family or men and was considered complete onto herself – she represented the girlhood phase of femininty just as say the bacholor or Peter Pan represents eternal boyhood. However virgins were dedicated to the Goddess and spent their lives in service to the spiritual path of the maiden).

But back to the point I was making about Diaz’s understanding of, let’s be honest, love. Bill Maher also suffers from the same affliction as she, an inability to really connect with others and have true empathy. You may wonder how I jumped to such a conclusion based on the interview and her rather shallow portrayals on film. Well, I’ll break it down. Firstly, there is partial truth to the need for procreation and for most people this is how they leave their mark on the world through their family. However more important than that basic primal desire is what is masked underneath that desire, and that desire is the desire to be one with another living being – to find connection. Sexuality in most ancient cultures was actually seen as a way to connect with the divine through feeling the oneness and the living spirit of God/Goddess in your partner. Sure, now sex has been turned in on itself to control people with, turning their most primal and spiritual desires into something to be disgusted and embarassed about so the 3rd party religious institution can rid a person of their sin and make them holy again through disconnecting them to the very source of the spirit of the Creator. It is through sexuality that we become divine/co-creators or potential co-creators (at least in a physical/symbolic way)  in the ever expanding universe.

It was interesting to see Maher and Diaz, two sides of the same coin, sitting across the table from one another, each wearing a different mask but unknowingly of the same distorted viewpoint. Diaz representing what she said were the many “opportunities” she had been presented with unlike her parents and Maher, who I suspect never got past some twisted Freudian relationship with his mother, both so empty and insecure and afraid to be vulnerable to anyone, preferring to stay frozen in time and in control at all costs. I say this because one of the greatest gifts of romantic love is being out of control, losing your mind and then seeing yourself through the mirror of your partner who challenges you to be a better human being, not neccessarily richer, or a bigger star, but a more evolved soul, something most of Hollywood is completey unconcerned about. It’s interesting here as an aside to note, that the card representing the film/TV industry is the Devil card in the tarot. I had been told this by several readers and then put it to the test only to find it was true. When reflecting on why this would be I realized that the grueling work schedules and focus on material things and status are the greatest fixation for the vast majority of people who participate in the industry. There is a one-upmanship unprecidented in any other field and a vaccous need to be the most famous of the famous, which of course is born of great insecurity, shame and narcissism (which by defination is a shame disorder but that’s another aside).

I’ve seen (because again I lived in LA for a very long time and you can infere what you want…) a pattern among celebrities or people who attain a level of fame. The best metaphor I could come up with was imagine that these individuals are flowers in a field and plucked and pressed in a book, dried to perfection and kept forever in this state. Their life stays frozen. Their spiritual growth frozen, because no one will confront them anymore for fear of their status (by being friends/lovers or whatever of the famous person) will be lost by a blow off. Even the most evolved souls who truly seek out ways to improve their spirits suffer under the weight of being plucked and pressed, losing their roots and being isolated, stared at, admired from a far for appearance only, and being under a constant microscope.

Fame is a killer, like heroine it is addictive and intensly destructive yet most Americans suffer under the delusion that it’s something to be desired and like a magic potion will solve all of their trouble if only they could be rich and famous like the celebrities they adore.  So many people that go into the performing arts do it for the sake of fame and believe the lie that life will be fixed on the other side. A belief I’m sure Kurt Cobain had as so may other rock stars before him, only to find that wherever you run there you are, and being famous doesn’t change you, you  just have a thousand eyes watching every move you make, judging, reporting and admiring, heightening the insecurity and shame felt pre-fame. I’m quite sure this is why so many celebrities (especially musicians who carve their own path and whose success is more dependant on their ambition than actors whose fates are more at the whim of circumstance) die horrible premature deaths, hooked on drugs, unable to enjoy a decent salad due to body dismorphia, completely alone because no one is willing to be honest (although most celebrities would just rid themselves of anyone honest so that’s a self-created problem) and confused, taken advantage of, but hey, they get to live in houses so big they probably only use one percent of the space they own, and wear clothing that costs more than some people’s homes. Seems like a fair trade.

I want to say here that I don’t believe in romanticizing people after death. Perhaps because I know the souls of all individuals proceed and are eternal, I don’t feel there is any use in lying. When Nixon died he became Saint Nixon, Reagan an Angel. We learn nothing from the lives of those we have had the privelage to watch if we do so dishonestly. I am not criticizing these individuals. I am criticizing the disturbing way our culture fixates on certain individuals to the point of their destruction. I truly feel pity for those who spend their lives chasing fame, fortune, and status. It all too often leads to a lonely life spent chasing a phantom carrot. For the souls who have crossed over, all of them, not just those whom we have seen on TV, may their spirits be guided to the light as peace and love consume them.

Many blessings,

Denise

Michael Jackson, Farah Fawcett & the Coverage & Fame

Neptune, Jupiter Retrograde Opposite the Moon & It’s Effect on Celebrity Deaths

With the news of both Farah Fawcett and Michael Jackson’s deaths on the heels of Ed McMahon, I thought of the old wives tale that celebrities seemed to die in threes. Which appears to have some bizarre truth to it. I also knew from memory Farah was an Aquarian and that Michael Jackson (although his sun was in Virgo) had his moon  in Aquarius.

Right now Jupiter the planet of expansion, excess and general bigness (usually a beneficent planet) is retrograde (going backwards and many would say in this position its beneficial elements are greatly lessened) is exactly conjunct Neptune the planet of loss, death, psychic phenomena and spirituality, also music, the arts, photography, the sea, etc. Together they were opposed by one of the lights (as we call them in astrology ie., the sun and the moon) the moon in Leo with a lot of loose squares coming from all directions to this configuration. It’s not a surprise that three iconographic celebrities would cross over during this period. McMahon’s death happened when the moon was in Cancer most likely conjunct his natal Pluto and interestingly both Fawcett and  Jackson were in the Pluto in Leo generation. Pluto ruling death and transformation, sexuality and the underworld. This trigger of the moon potentially conjuncting their natal Plutos along with the Neptune/Jupiter retrograde conjunction sitting near Fawcett’s Sun (vitality, life force, soul) and Jackson’s Moon (persona, emotions, past life, childhood, personality) would be enough to push them in their already frail states to the other side. Ed McMahon with the recent stress of a foreclosure looming over him at his age combined with the planets were too much to fight at his age. (I have yet to look up his chart but I will.)

17 and 1/2 months ago when my daughter was born Neptune in Aquarius was sitting directly on my sun. I knew early on in my pregnancy I would have serious trouble, had a dream of having preeclampsia which happened, and knew that my yet to be proporly diagnosed neurological condition would reek havoc on me. I was vigiliant about talking to a neurologist and squaring away what to do in case I had to have an emergency c-section (my back is fused from a childhood injury). I was the one who caught the preeclampsia by buying a home blood pressure ki,t but to make a long story short, I would not have survived giving birth to my daughter if I had not been psychic and been warned in dreams and through premonitions about what was going to happen.  Luckily, I was able to use the Neptune on my sun for greater psychic clarity telling the nurses before I began to seizure that it was going to happen. But truth be told I’m very sure my dauughter and I would have died had I not been psychically attuned to the situation. And according to my OBGYN she had never come so close or been so scared of losing a patient. She insisted I never have another child as my risk of death was just far too high. I say this only to illustrate the intensity of Neptune conjunct a light in a person’s chart (the sun or moon).

An astrologer friend who looked at my chart that day was in tears when I didn’t answer my room phone. Her husband told me later she was sure I had died based on my chart. So although I haven’t done the charts for Farah and Michael Jackson knowing this intense conjunction was close to them was probably the reason they were no longer able to stay a part of our world.

No matter what the autopsy on Michael Jackson finds (and I’m sure it will show that he was malnurited due to anorexia and died of a heart attack from over-exerting himself with his upcoming new tour) it was his time to pass over as it was Farah’s. Even if Michael had been taking too many prescription drugs I’ve had the feeling for the past five years or so he was near the end of his life. He would have died irregardless of the medications. And of course Farah fought hard but cancer is an unseen enemy that truthfully can only be endured with grace which she did.

May their souls go peacefully into the light.

Blessings to all,

Denise

Neptune, Jupiter Retrograde Opposite the Moon & It’s Effect on Celebrity Deaths

Obama & Flu Be Gone

I didn’t want to be too hard on Obama. But I really don’t think keeping the statis quo as it has been for the past 30 years is the right way to go. We are in this horrible mess because we need to truly change, destroy and rebuild our system. There are too many old bones rattling around slowing down the wheels of progress, too much power that corporations have and too much reliance on corporate self-policing.

Obama just needs to get in there and do some serious butt kicking the way old FDR did it back in the day. Granted Obama has more hurdles and a country ill informed, and the vast majority of Americans who don’t even understand the basics of the economy well enough to know they are being swindled and lied to by FOX news inc. and as someone mentioned the big start of all this happened during the Reagan administration, when double speak and calling the conservative corporate media “the liberal media” started and all kinds of saying the opposite of the truth to cover the truth began.

Obama has a huge (and rather terrifying) job of reforming a dying beast in front of him. He is an amazing and erudite man, gentile and compassionate. These are all great qualities which I respect in him. I just want him to feel free to be a warrior on behalf of our country and do what needs to be done by disassembling the corporatocracy and re-instating the democracy we are supposed to be.

Hey, and I’m keeping my fingers crossed that I’m finally over the flu despite being barfed on twice this weekend by my lovely little daughter.

Many blessings to all you kind and good hearted people,

Denise

Obama & Flu Be Gone

An Open Letter to President Barack Obama

Dear Mr. President:

Most of us wept with joy when you took the oath of office. It was an amazingly moving day, one we won’t forget. Not because you are the first African American president, although that’s a beautiful thing to see, but because you represented the hope of getting our country back.

You see, we don’t want to be an imperialist nation acting as dictators to other cultures. We want all people to get the chance to choose whatever form of government they want, even if its something we don’t understand or agree with. But most of all, we want the tyranny of multinational corporations to end. We want them to stop the exploitation of the earth, her resources and people for the sake of a few CEOs and shareholders can get ridiculously wealthy.

In you we saw our idealism reflected. A hope that we could get out of the mess the Bush administration had tied us in and we could do it with dignity, reclaiming our democracy in the process, and righting the wrongs which had been foisted upon us over the last thirty or so years.

Many of us did things we never believed possible of ourselves to get you elected. I have friends who went to different states and campaigned for you. I myself started a blog partially to inspire people to the call of change you sang out.

I know it’s only been a few months since you’ve taken office and you have done many remarkable things except the one we are all desperate for you to do; change the flow of the river of our democracy. The change you talked about, the change we envisioned along side you. Instead of the trickle up (disguised as the trickle down theory) of economics which has engrossed our land with unabashed greed, relentless ruthlessness and complicacy in the depravity of other countries who take full advantage of their people to the point that even Dickens would shudder at how dark the human soul could blacken in the search for the dollar. And which has drug us into a pit of debt and dependency on governments we should be more than weary of yet like a beaten down prostitute we get back on the street corner and do business with the same John who almost killed us last time in the name of a few bucks.

Perhaps it is a myth that we were once a nation better than this; a nation where the bottom line, bottom dollar and corporate robber barons were not looked upon with tender compassion but reviled for the filthy, money grubbing thieves they were. Where the people had pride in their work, were paid a fair wage, and we expected our corporations to abide by common laws of decent behavior.

That era has certainly died a slow painful death since the Reagan administration. We are now a nation of debtors who make nothing but intellectual property and export only culture to the world. A lot of good that would do us in a war! We are like the slacker kid who has been spoiled by his parents showering him with expensive gifts and when he comes of age to go to college there is nothing left for him to better himself because his parents had no foresight, only to please him in the moment so he would not complain.

Let us complain!

Don’t be afraid of critics or the idiot talking heads on the right. The only thing you have to be afraid of is leaving this planet in peril for your children, letting America fall the way of a Banana Republic, allowing each succeeding generation to do worse than their parents (which has already begun) and allowing corporations to continue their exploitation.

I am an American and in earnest I ask of you this question; if I can’t move to Europe, work and live as I please then how come an American corporation can set up here and export all its jobs? How can, in essence, a corporation not be restrained by the same laws of the land that govern me? If our country will allow people to manufacture wherever they want then I want to move to France and work there. It seems only fair. Why should I pay taxes when corporations find loopholes and get welfare? Why should I, or any of my fellow Americans, labor in their cubicles, solving problems so our jobs can be sent to a country that’s pay scale verges on slavery?

We can all lie to ourselves and say that these companies are helping to develop these countries, but the truth is these people work for nothing. They live in abject poverty and only a few people develop a fat wallet, those who skim the most off the top by exploiting them. This is more than absurd it is disgusting, an abomination – a moral outrage.

I beg of you to pull the plug and make some real laws that constrict these corporations to realistic growth and to realistic profits that include bringing back jobs or risk being taxed to the point where they can’t make a profit by exploiting foreign people. And for those countries that we do want to help develop, lets do so by opening divisions that service only their part of the world, allowing them to have jobs and grow their economies, pay them a fair wage for their work there and let their middle class bloom as ours did when we used this model. The model of making things here in America, by Americans and paying them a living wage.

If we don’t do this we will be a fallen empire and you the last elected president before a series of revolutions. I know some are worried about deflation with the Chinese and other developing countries who have lent us lots of dough, wanting to change the standard of currency. Some are saying our country will be like the Weimar Republic. I think it will be more akin to what happened in the Soviet Union after their fall. A world run by black market hoodlums, were crime is so out of control there won’t be enough police to find all the cracks, thieves, slave traders and pimps.

Please realize that you have a mandate. We voted for change. Change away. Change so big we can’t even imagine it! Be the Shiva of a new world order and destroy all the idiocy that has been built up in Washington so we may remake ourselves in our ideal image. If you don’t we have a million times more to loose than if you find the strength to take these horrors head on and fight them.

I don’t envy you. Your job is extreme, difficult, perhaps verging on impossible. But we all believe in you. We know better than you know yourself, that you can do it if you choose to fight for us and your children.

And I am begging you to please fight for us, our planet, our children and life itself. We are at a cross roads on this planet. I’m sure you know this better than most. Your job is vitally important to solving this and reviving the world from her current heart attack.

Peace and kind wishes,

Denise Siegel

An Open Letter to President Barack Obama

Photobooth Function/Kirlian Photography Experiment

I’m not sure how many of you are familiar with kirlian photography but it is supposed to take a picture or an aura. I have been fascinated by this for many years. Anyway, to make a machine is very difficult and to buy one outrageously expensive. However for those of you who own macs and have the photobook function on it, try putting the effect “Glow” on and then get into a dark room and take a picture of yourself. Do that first and then try projecting different colors onto the image. I found that I was able to get the color I was thinking of to color the image of me. It was very interesting.

Try it and let me know what you find and e-mail me pictures. If you want them posted let me know and I will do so. If not then let me know that too. Please give it a shot. I think mac may have inadvertently given us a way to work with energy through the computer/camera. Let me know what your findings are.

Also I have been reading to excellent books that seem to compliment each other well. One is called How to Read the Akashic Records, the other is If You Want To Write. The writing book is actually a spiritual book disguised as a book about finding ones authentic creative voice. For anyone interested in being more creative in any aspect of their life and being in touch with the divine I highly recommend the book If You Want To Write. It is inspirational, plain spoken and encourages the connection between the self and the divine. Also How to Read the Akashic Records also fosters a personal connection to God/Goddess/Creator/Universe and gives some good ideas for people to follow on how to get in touch with ones own higher self and spiritual teachers (on the non material side) encouraging people to forage their own link between themselves and the truth that they are part of God. Both books do this in different ways. I highly recommend them especially in this turbulent time when the best thing that can come out of this for all of us is a greater understanding of ourselves.

Best to all and many blessings,
Denise

Photobooth Function/Kirlian Photography Experiment

Help!

It will take me a while to go through all my e-mail and catch up on reading everyone’s comments over the next couple of weeks. So please help me to prioritize what everyone finds most interesting. I’m going to add a poll asking you all what subjects and/or things you most enjoy or want me to cover so I have a place to restart. So please cast your vote or add in your own comments at the bottom section of the poll.

Thanks to everyone for their patience through this horrible flu!

Best to all and many blessings,

Denise

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