0 – 2 – 0 – 1 – 2 – 0 – 1 – 2

I hope everyone had as exciting a first day of February as I had.

At 29, life is so full, non?

I’m thinking completion.

Today, on 02-01-2012 I’ve completed so many things.  And the beginnings of new possibilities are near.  In the mail, as I entered my home, I received an opportunity for a new life, a position, a new place to live, and a new salary.

Before I left the house, was a phone interview.  A pleasant voice on the other end, telling me that with hundreds of other applicants, mine was the most, “interesting” and deserved at least this phone meeting.

And upon return home, I’ve completed a story that had been sitting inside of my soul, buried deep and true, a story of my own existence, with protagonist Paige, narrated by her own granddaughter who escorts her to ritual.  It is SENT, to its place of approval.  Keep your fingers crossed for me.

If nothing more is tangible than the feeling of completion, then I will reside here, in this place for as long as possible.

Perhaps I am feeling Neptune reside close to Pisces for the beginning of a new realm.  02032012 is upon us.  For that day, I will stand before a sea of women and host Oya, our goddess, Orisha, or transition.  My sister will arrive this very hour to take the remainder of her belongings from inside our once shared space.

Rivers Of Honey Flier for 02-03-2012 care of http://www.sarayonas.com

The house is empty, but filled with Amber incense (thanks to a birthday gift from a beloved friend), cowrie shells, and red coral punctured in their centers for Friday’s dating game, and apple pears, green beans, cherry tomatoes, and a glass of red velvet wine littering my table to anoint me into this new space.

Come to Rivers of Honey

this Friday, women, if you are local, you will soon embrace the transitional energy that our ancestors have laid out for us.  I will be hosting a montage of talented souls, honoring our ancestors, in a pretty dress, if I play my cards right.

Funny, one year ago, my Saturn disclosed himself to me in a harsh reality, also leading me to a contemplative state.  On this same couch, now, I lay in deep resolve, chanting the melody of the day’s numbers, in an abundant whisper.

0 – 2 – 0 – 1 – 2 – 0 – 1 – 2



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