3 Days of Peace & Music in 1969

Today, August 15th, marks the 53rd anniversary of the original Woodstock. Billed as “3 Days of Peace & Music”, the stars were certainly aligned for those three days in 1969; and the two attempts (2009 and 2014) to recreate that magic were abysmal – not surprising considering the materialistic cesspool that passes for “humanity” these days.

On the weekend of Woodstock Festival – August 15 1969 – nearly half a million Americans descended on the dairy farm of Max Yasgur, in Bethel, New York. The three-day “Aquarian Exposition” was the Woodstock Music and Art Fair.

On Monday, August 18, they all tramped home having sat in thrall to Jimi Hendrix, The Who, Santana, Janis Joplin, Creedence Clearwater Revival, Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young, Sly and the Family Stone and more. It was the decade’s ultimate counterculture love-in.

Richie Havens
Swami Satchidananada
Bert Sommer
Tim Hardin
Ravi Shankar
Arlo Guthrie
Joan Baez
Country Joe McDonald
John Sebastian
Keef Hartley Band
The Incredible String Band
Canned Heat
Grateful Dead
Creedence Clearwater Revival
Janis Joplin
Sly and the Family Stone
The Who
Jefferson Airplane
Joe Cocker
Country Joe and the Fish
Ten Years After
The Band
Johnny Winter
Blood, Sweat, & Tears
Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
Paul Butterfield Blues Band
Sha Na Na
Jimi Hendrix

I have that LIFE Special Edition magazine but for the life (!) of me I can’t find it right now. It’s probably buried in a storage box somewhere. Anywhoo, here are some images I found that I remember being in the magazine:

Woodstock Festival: 50 crazy things you never knew
Woodstock Preservation Archives

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Can You Dig It?

Spring is in the air. Yes, I know. The OFFICIAL start of Spring was March 20th but many folks feel it begins with the Christian holiday of Easter. I grew up in a very relaxed Christian household. Episcopalian, to be precise and Easter was a big to-do. Easter basket decked-out with chocolate bunny and eggs (both chocolate and jelly bean), the tradition of dying hard-boiled eggs with food coloring, and a new Easter outfit (complete with hat and gloves) which I wore to church that day. Most years Easter occurred right around April 4th, which is my birthday, so I got a new outfit AND birthday presents. Score! A little fashionista’s delight.

Days and nights have been mild although we had a small squall travel through here yesterday (♫ April showers bring May flowers… ♫) Today the sun is shining and the birds are singing. The robins are once again tearing my coco fiber planter boxes to shreds – they apparently LOVE the material for their nests; and a pair of really cute birds have made a nest in the hole where a rainspout used to be. All day they fly back and forth with insects and worms in their beaks. (These little guys give Ramses and I HELL whenever we’re in the Concrete Jungle. Protective parents.)

Speaking of Ramses, the neighborhood Canada Geese have chosen the rooftops of our complex on which to conduct their Spring courtships. Ramses was in the dining room window when one of them flew upward. Scared the shit out of him. He went into full “halloween cat mode” while nervously looking up to where the goose had flown. Another was perched on the roof of the townhouse straight across from us and he was equally afraid of it. Ramses had seen these geese parade past our apartment before but they were always on the ground. When one is reminded that small felines are both predator AND prey, this behavior makes perfect sense as he didn’t know if that huge flying bird was going to eat him. Took him an hour (and the birds leaving) before he calmed down.

In the Concrete Jungle all three hellebores bloomed this year – for the very first time! I also coaxed some bedding (annuals) plants to overwinter and they are all blooming: impatiens and purple alyssum. The brunfelsia is full of buds and one has already opened. I’ve got to re-pot the feverfew as it’s root-bound already and my precious datura is due for a pot upgrade, as well. My “green dragon” (aka pinellia tripartita) has awoken from its corm-slumber like Sleeping Beauty and seems to grow fluffier day-by-day. Likewise the aristolochia fimbriata is putting out new vines and I’m expecting to see its unusual flowers soon. In fact, everything is doing very well. Picked up some small black planters to hang on the fenceline so I’ll be making a trip to the nurseries for more plants very soon…This year I’m carving out a niche in the corner for two acacia wood folding chairs and a small table – someplace I can relax with a cup of coffee in the morning or a glass of wine at night. (♫ Hot summer nights that’s my time of the year… ♫)

I would be amiss if I didn’t mention another amazing occurrence last Friday: Jupiter, Venus, Mars, and Saturn were aligned in the skies. Amateur astronomer Alexander Krivenyshev snapped a gorgeous shot this morning (April 15) of four planets aligned over Manhattan’s Upper West Side. April’s Pink Full Moon materialized yesterday in the sign of Libra. Next Friday is Earth Day and there will be a New Moon Solar Eclipse on the last day of the month. Whew!

Speaking of the moon, how do you like my new freshwater pearl & half-moon earrings?

I know there’s a lot of insane stuff going on in the world right now, too. I mentioned back in February that the only shortages I’ve seen here is canned cat food – especially the higher-end brands (Which, of course, is what the Prince demands…) I had contacted the company, Fussie Cat, directly and was told it was a transportation issue. Fussie Cat is produced right here in the states. They assured me that I should see more stock in March and sure enough I did. Pet Club is still not as stocked-up as they usually are, but their main warehouse has been sending them more of the flavors Ramses likes. (Been doctoring the ones he picks at with canned tuna. They don’t call it “Fussie Cat” for nothing! LOL.)

Additionally, the FEAR-factor regarding so-called “food shortages” is being pushed hard. Although I cannot speak for other parts of the world, it doesn’t take a blind person to see the enormous amount of food we waste here in the United States. Again, I cannot speak for other parts of this country but here in California there’s no shortage of fresh produce to be had, considering all our Farmers Markets. We’re seeing more and more folks shopping every Saturday at the one here in Sunnyvale. Please support the efforts of small and family-owned farms. Not only does it put good food on YOUR table but it also helps keep these businesses operational – a WIN-WIN!! Note: Since you are cutting out the middle man the prices you pay for quality food (especially organic) is considerably lower than you’ll find in the grocer stores – AND it’s fresher.

The food shortage [is] not due to short supply, CV-19, or shipping delays. Processed foods meant to sicken you have resulted from farmers who [are] paid to grow [or not grow] GMO vegetables and fruit.
Judy Byington

Amen to that! And please, try not to make this manufactured shortage a self-fulfilling prophecy by hoarding essential items. That’s what THEY are counting on. Our selfishness. Let’s not panic. Instead let’s help each other out and practice consideration and thoughtfulness. Whatever trickery THEY have planned for us will not last more than a month or two. They don’t want starved and ARMED masses coming for them – for we are LEGION.

Be light of heart, dear Readers. THEY feed on our fear and despair. Open your heart to the possibilities life holds. To the MAGICK that fills every inch of this beautiful planet and all that live herein. Focus on the positive and the possibilities each day brings. Let go of fear, embrace change (even unwanted change), and move toward JOY.

Each morning Ramses and I awake to the sun shining and the birds singing and I turn to him and ask: “Are you ready to start a new day? Are you ready for a new adventure?”

Spoiler alert: He’s ALWAYS ready!

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I Confess

It should come as no surprise that I love horror movies. Not the slasher films that pass for “horror” these days, though. Nope. I love good old-fashioned horror movies. In fact, in 2017 I published a series of Posts on my favorites by decade, beginning with 2010-2017 and working backward to the 1950s. (With Diego contributing a PAWS-UP to those starring Fab Felines!)

Countdown to Halloween: My Favorite Films (2010-2017)

However, my movie preferences tend to be broader than with music. (Where I admit to being more myopic.) Looking at my DVD collection I see everything from Action (Fathom, 1967) to “period pieces” (such as Marie Antoinette, 2006).

But what may come as a shocker to you, Dear Reader, is that I LOVE LOVE LOVE a good Romantic Comedy. Yep. Whether Coming-of-Age or Adult, I love Rom-Coms!!! (If they’re from the 80s, so much the better.)

10 Things I Hate About You
13 Going on 30
*40 Days and 40 Nights
About Last Night
*As Good As It Gets
Can’t Buy Me Love
*Chasing Amy
Confessions of a Shopaholic
*Deliver Us from Eva
*Doc Hollywood
Easy A (Smartly written.)
*Fever Pitch
Flirting with Forty
Foul Play
Green Card (What I wouldn’t give for that greenhouse.)
Head Over Heels
How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days
Just One of the Guys
Juwanna Mann
Kate & Leopold (Romantic comedy with a touch of Period piece.)
Modern Girls
My Big Fat Greek Wedding
Practical Magic (WITCHES!!!)
Pretty Woman
Pretty in Pink
*Sabrina (1995)
Shallow Hal (Another smartly done film.)
*She’s All That
Some Kind of Wonderful
Someone Like You
*Something’s Gotta Give
*Sydney White
*The Bishop’s Wife (Although I wrote a Post mentioning it.)
The Perfect Man
*The Proposal
*The Truth About Cats & Dogs
The Wedding Planner
*Three Can Play That Game
*Two Can Play That Game
*Two Weeks Notice
Valley Girl (Like TOTALLY 80s.)
*What Women Want
*Working Girl
Worth Winning
*You’ve Got Mail

* means I don’t own a copy (yet).

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The Witching Hour


I wrote about the Witching Hour last year. Although some imagine it to be midnight, others maintain it’s the hour between 3 and 4 in the morning, believing that witches and psychics are the most powerful at that time. In any event, when I wake up during the night most times it’s between 3 and 4. My Witching Hour.

I awoke with many thoughts swirling in my mind but I wasn’t quite sure if I wanted to get up or try to go back to sleep. Nope. Couldn’t turn off the brain. Ramses follows me downstairs, even though I tell him it’s not time to “get up”; but being a cat he, of course, pays me no heed. I go into the kitchen to heat a cup of milk, and left him in the middle of the living room as I climbed the stairs with my tryptophan-laden drink. (Note: If I need/want to go back to sleep I usually take a couple melatonin, as well.)

Once in my room I had a small sneezing fit. For no apparent reason. These small “fits” are not allergy-related, but rather the spirit world trying to engage. So instead of getting back in bed with a book I sat at my desk and wrote in my journal. Streams of Consciousness…

LIFE. The fierceness of it. The FEARLESSNESS of it. Hope. MAGICK.

Break all spells that keep you asleep to your own Magick.
– Chani Nicholas

I subscribe to Rob Brezsny’s (freewillastrology.com) weekly newsletter. In addition to astrological forecasts, Rob includes wise quotes and thoughtful passages…

Lately, our work has seemed almost comically impossible. Many of us have given in to the temptation to believe that everything is upside-down and inside-out.

Ignorance and inertia, partially camouflaged as time-honored morality, seem to surround us. Pessimism is enshrined as a hallmark of worldliness. Compulsive skepticism masquerades as perceptiveness. Mean-spirited irony is chic.

Stories about treachery and degradation provoke a visceral thrill in millions of people who think of themselves as reasonable and smart. Beautiful truths are suspect and ugly truths are readily believed.

So no, at this peculiar turning point in the evolution of our 14-billion-year-old master game, it’s not easy to carry out our mission. We’ve got to be both wrathful insurrectionaries and exuberant lovers of life.

We’ve got to cultivate cheerful buoyancy even as we resist the temptation to swallow thousands of delusions that have been carefully crafted and seductively packaged by those messiahs among us who bravely volunteered to play the role of know-it-all deceivers.

We have to learn how to stay in a good yet unruly mood as we overthrow the sour, puckered mass hallucination that is mistakenly referred to as “reality.”

Maybe most importantly, we have to be ferociously and single-mindedly dedicated to the cause of beauty and truth and love even as we keep our imaginations wild and hungry and free. We have to be both disciplined and rowdy. (Emphasis mine.)

That fence between Light and Dark? That’s where I live. That’s where I have ALWAYS lived. Rejoicing one moment and snarling the next. This is where LIFE exists, too. Every living thing on this planet straddles that fence. Why should I be any different? Why should you?

I’ve finished my cup of milk. All that’s left is the “skin” that forms on milk when you heat it. I fish it out of the mug – because I love the texture of it as it melts on my tongue…

Ah, Ramses is back and strolling around my desk. “What the hell are you DOIMG?” He’s not used to seeing me here during non-waking hours and is probably wondering why I haven’t brought him breakfast.

Spring is coming, as it always does. As it always will. Bringing with it the Magick of Life, Hope, Ferocity, and Fearlessness.

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I Like It Right Here ~ and I’m OK With That

I’ve been seeing the words “ascension” and “5th dimension” a lot lately. Have you? I grew up in the 60’s so my first thought was “I remember The 5th Dimension. They did ‘Up – Up and Away’.” Sadly, this is NOT what was meant.

Some sites likened it to the Biblical allusion of leaving one’s body and going to heaven (aka DYING) – with one saying only 14,000 would be allowed to ascend during this period of enlightenment. Another claimed only those who were ready to let go of the material world would be ready for the 5th dimension. Most presumed one would KNOW what they were talking about; and performing a search didn’t help at all! There were blogs that talked about self-awareness, spiritual shifting, and planes of consciousness, while a good friend of mine (and empath) felt one would lose Earthly presence but still be able to travel back and forth between realms.

Although never religious, I’ve always been SPIRITUAL so the concept of attaining a higher level of spirituality appeals to me. Still, one question was never truely addressed: To move into the 5th Dimension would you have to leave your body behind? If so, I wouldn’t like that one bit.

In other words: I Like It Right Here:

Yeah, I know there’s a lot of shite going on. Chemicals are dumped into our waterways and oceans. Pesticides and synthetic fertilizers are wreaking havoc with flora, fauna, and the soil – as are genetically-modified plants and organisms. In the U.S.A. alone hundreds of Superfund sites are still awaiting clean-up. Wildlife is still being trafficked illegally and many species are facing extinction, with human activities being the #1 trigger. The list of abuses and injuries done to Mother Earth and her inhabitants goes on and on. Note: With regard to climate change, the Psychotic Predators pushing their “New Green/Climate Change Agenda” with (more) lies and deceit can kiss my motherfucking ass. This World has more important things to worry about (Like their death and destruction.) than helping these evil individuals fatten their already-overflowing-purses.

Country prophetesses grow from the same tree as druids.
– Dandelion (The Last Wish)

I have always aligned myself with Mother Nature. (My Celtic Druid heritage only serves to confirm this.), so my soul is forever charmed by the beauty, wonders, resilience, and Magick in this world of ours…

  • In the main reactor at Chernobyl, a group of fungi are flourishing by using melanin to convert gamma radiation into living tissue, just as plants use chlorophyll to fix solar energy. [1]
  • Rhizanthella gardneri is the only member of the orchid tribe to live out its entire existence UNDERGROUND.
  • In NY City, 66,000 vacant lots and 40 of the 139 square miles of the inner city have been taken over by wild vegetation, which is in the active process of demolishing what was once the fourth largest city in the United States. [2]
  • A park in Zambia, Africa has brought the Black rhino back from the brink of extinction.
  • In 2016, a new species of octopus was discovered.

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I wear my Darkness like a warm cape.
– yours truly

In addition to loving Mother Earth and my presence on her, there’s another and more significant reason I will most likely never advance to the 5th Dimension (or even the 4th). I am inexorably tied to my Shadow.

The SHADOW is a very common Archetype that reflects deeper elements of our psyche, where ‘latent dispositions’ (which are common to us all) arise. It embodies chaos and wildness of character. The Shadow thus tends not to obey rules and in doing so may discover new lands or plunge things into chaos and battle.

Carl Jung wrote:
The shadow is a moral problem that challenges the whole ego-personality, for no one can become conscious of the shadow without considerable moral effort. To become conscious of it involves recognizing the dark aspects of the personality as present and real. This act is the essential condition for any kind of self-knowledge, and it therefore,. as a rule, meets with considerable resistance.

The brighter the light, the darker the shadow.” – C. Jung

In other words, your Shadow self is all those traits, weaknesses, shortcomings, and urges that you are ashamed of so you try burying them down deep and hope they never bubble up to the surface. Well guess what? The more you try to suppress your Shadow the more it will manifest itself in your life. Kinda like when an individual says they will “never be like my Dad” yet when the grow up they turn out to be exactly like their Father. The more you try NOT to be, the more you WILL be.

Everyone carries a shadow, and the less it is embodied in the individual’s conscious life, the blacker and denser it is.” – C. Jung

The purpose of this Post is not to go in-depth regarding Jung’s concept of The Shadow, but if you’re interested in learning more here are a couple sites with which to get started:
Shadow Work
The Jungian Shadow

I am not a Buddha or a Jesus or even a Mother Theresa. I will never be, nor do I want to be. I am both light and dark, masculine and feminine, love and hate, good and bad, wise and foolish, divine and atrocious, Goddess and Beast. I may not verbalize my darkest impulses to others and most will never know they exist, but I always try to unearth them so I can acknowledge that they live within me. I EMBRACE those dualities. I am my Shadow. My Shadow is Me.

and I’m OK With That.

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[1] Mabey, Richard (2015). The Cabaret of Plants: Botany and the Imagination. W.W. Norton &Company. p. 336.

[2] Mabey, Richard (2010). Weeds: In defense of nature’s most unloved plants. Profile Books Ltd. p. 239.