Thursday, 11 June 2015

Book Review: Gluck, Her Biography by Diana Souhami

I was invited by Netgalley to review this book. 
To say the truth I had no idea who this person was and I had my doubts I would enjoy the biography, they are not my usual cup of tea.
Yet it was a book I read with dedication. A book that not only described to me, as wikipedia does, Gluck’s lifetime, but what was more important it described the emotions that motivated Gluck’s life. Why she came to call herself so? Why did she paint that painting? Why did she move in that house? Why the choice of that colour?
This book showed me through its pages the humanness of this artist. The unaccepted child of a rich family where all had pre-established roles that had to be played and she couldn’t find one that worked out for her. 
The love and hate relationship with her mother and brother that must have fuelled many tensions and acrimony. The struggling lesbian in a society that she never felt her own yet she could not completely cut herself off.
The constant hiding of love towards the loved one and always coming second in place after the husband. The wanting more but can’t have it because there was no role for her in the society she lived in.
Through this book, Gluck came alive with conflicts many of us, GLBT in the closet, are very familiar with. 
I felt sorry for her because she must have gone through tremendous sufferings, dilemmas and there was no friend or organisation she could go to, to talk her heart out, to feel part of a group. To help her feel less different. I felt sorry she could not heal those inner personal conflicts that made her suffer so much in her life.
All this and more has been, with careful detail and much respect described in this book.

A worthwhile compassionate read.


Friday, 20 March 2015

Book Review: Harness Astrology's Bad Boy

I have to be sincere. I took my time to read this book. As synchronicity has it I read this book in one of the most Pluto tinged (and other heavy astrology boys) period of my life till now.  Some parts of this book I read twice and each time I got something new out of it. So what to expect?
Divided into three parts:
Pluto through the Generations: that is Pluto’s very slow march through the signs which mark the differences in the generations that follow one after each other.
The Sun Signs: an enlightening explanation of each of the twelve zodiac signs with a clever weaving of the signs basic modalities, that is the element (Fire, Earth, Air and Water), quality (Cardinal, Fixed, Mutable) and polarity (Yang or Yin). For each sign there is a small paragraph of that sign’s natural relationship with Pluto.
Pluto and the Houses: a very original description of the twelve astrological houses, that is the sectors in a natal chart that describe sections of our lives such as money, health, partnerships, career etc. where action takes place. This is the part I liked most. A very descriptive way of describing the houses adding insight to a sometimes hazy subject.
Written in a very friendly manner I would suggest the book to a beginner in astrology or the curious one. Although I have to say there were, now and then, hidden jewels that I treasured.


Tuesday, 10 March 2015

Tuning Fork

I breath in,
I breath out,
I let go,
I become.

I am a tuning fork,
posed silently amongst chaos,
imperceptibly humming,
to my Soul’s vibration.  


Tuesday, 20 January 2015

Timewatch Book Review

I was fascinated by the idea of time travelling and the transportation to previous lives. The story builds up fairly quickly. Maybe it was just me but I was a bit confused throughout the book with all the family members taking part in jumping backwards, forwards and lateral in the timeline.
Most of the time the story did make sense and was enjoyable. What left me perplexed was the idea behind it all.
The scope of the Morgan family is to go backwards in time and stabilise the timeline. During their 20th century lifetime there was a huge risk, that because of a time portal, others who had not so humanitarian motives would change events in the past and so change the present.
Nothing wrong with that idea…
What I couldn’t digest well was that all this hassle was being done so the history of the USA formation was not touched, the Indians defeated and eventually USA will become the world greatest war nation that will protect the rest of the world from evil nations.
Maybe because I am European. Maybe because frankly I think USA has been meddling too much with world affairs and its war tactics. Maybe because to me it felt more like a USA propaganda “we know the best for all you in the world”, this book didn’t sit quite right with me.

Pity because the idea on the whole was fascinating.

Tuesday, 13 January 2015

My Self-undoing... 17 years later

Today it is an important day in my family of origin. So wherever I am my mother phones me.
Today she reminded me that 17 years ago on the 13th January 1998 she had phoned but did not find me at home. I just was being admitted in hospital to come out only 30 days afterwards, on the 14th February 1998.
Not because I was healed but because I was loosing so much weight that the doctors thought I would not make it through.
So after 17 years I had the courage to look back at the clinical data of the event that has and still is changing my life. And I found the time when I was admitted to hospital and surgery.
Now as you may know I am studying astrology so I was curious to cast a chart. The surgery started at 20:10 Rome Italy.
That makes it Capricorn Sun, Virgo Rising and Leo Moon.
The bi-wheel shows 5 planets in my 12th house (the house of hospitals, prisons and self-undoing or the house where you just simply loose your identity to the world), Saturn in my 2nd house (my body) and the Moon in my 6th house (the house of health and mind-body connections). Saturn was transiting on my Chiron in my 2nd house. The Lord of Time meeting Wounded-ness on my body.
The Capricorn Sun was on my North Node that had just been touched by transiting Venus that was making an opposition to my natal Venus conjunct South Node. In short my values where being called on duty...were am I really living my life?
I wasn't aware at that time that I was putting everything in my unconscious. I did not want to see and feel. It was only a year and a half that I had left my natal land. My life had changed drastically, more than I had expected and accepted.
Reliving that period, the moment I decided that I could not take it anymore and needed medical help. The moment I went in hospital, the what seemed the long waiting alone in a corridor shivering in pain and with cold. The waking up with more scars than I was expecting. The long complicated recovery which seemed never to arrive with brutal therapeutic methods. A diagnosis that left me helpless. The watching people dying alone and without family. The loosing the want to eat and live....
17 years afterwards I am still licking the wounds. I am still slowly healing.
Yes that surgery was really my self-undoing giving me more scars physically, emotionally and spiritually than I am comfortable with even to this very day.