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Scorpio Horoscope for week of July 16, 2009  
There goes your exaggerated respect for warped chunks of complications. Here comes an opportunity to make a break for bubbly freedom. To take advantage, Scorpio, you'll need to travel much lighter. So please peel off your armor. Wipe that forty-pound sneer of doubt off your face. Bury your broken-down theories by the side of the path, and donate all your unnecessary props to the birds and the bees. Strip down, in other words, to the bare minimum. Where you're going all you'll need are your good looks and a big fresh attitude.
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Scorpio Horoscope for week of June 25, 2009 
Congratulations, Scorpio. You've reached the end of the Big Squeeze. You've served your time in the bottleneck. And so I invite you to relax your pinched expression, loosen up your puckered expectations, and let the Season of Experiments begin. According to my projections, you will soon be receiving a host of invitations to wander into the frontier with your raw sense of wonder turned up all the way. Please research each invitation thoroughly before choosing. When you've decided which adventures are most likely to enhance your understanding of the art of liberation, dive in.
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Scorpio Horoscope for week of June 18, 2009 
Evaluating Adam Lambert after one of his exotic, virtuoso performances back in April, American Idol judge Kara DioGuardi praised him as being "confusing, shocking, sleazy, and superb." That's a standard you could soon achieve in your own sphere, Scorpio. But do you want to? You'll have to care less about maintaining your dignity than usual, and be especially forthright in expressing yourself. Let me leave no doubt about what I'm saying: To be as superb as you potentially can be, you'll have to be at least a little confusing and shocking and maybe even sleazy.
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[10 Jun 2009|04:56pm] |
the past few weeks have been full of me turning on myself
estranging the one i love
making assumptions while my self esteem spirals down in a tailspin of resent
i am angry with myself for how i am feeling
i am angry with myself for frustrating someone who loves me
for not being able to express myself clearly
for my apparent aptitude for self sabotage
life is full to overflowing with beautiful, inspiring success' and yet i'm convinced the bottom is about to fall out.....this, then leads to me jumping on it as though i might as well speed up the process, as though it were inevitable
there are so many confrontations with the self
and then trying the art of explanation with the other
i need to find the words that lead to articulating my wants, desires
i need to offer solutions that seem clear and concrete
i need to make a plan of action
it's not enough to just wait to feel better
it's not enough to simply get through it and hope it doesn't come back
on a brighter note, my body and i seem to finally be reacquainting ourselves. leaning into one another. acknowledging our long battle that the injury brought acuteness to. this brings me hope. as the pains decrease and the inflammation goes down i am filled with excitement. i need to do something that reminds me how to move again. i want my groove back. my sacrum, hips and pelvis are starting to remember how to work together. i want to dance. i know that it helps lead me to feeling sexy again. winning battles during wars has to count for something right?
....i keep thinking about belly dancing? any one know of a good, affordable class?
god, taking classes terrifies me. how did i get so tightly wound?
here's to the unravelations.
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| And out went the light in the attic |
[23 Mar 2009|03:44pm] |
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It appears that a compilation album I recorded a song for is no longer going to be released. I'm not sure what exactly happened, but the label that initiated the project apparently neglected to get the appropriate permissions and such from the copyright holders. I suppose they thought it wouldn't be a big deal since it was only going to be available for free via the internet.
I've pasted the email I received from the Silverstein families lawyers.
I'd love to hear your thoughts on this.
Send word.
much love
jess
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March 23, 2009
VIA EMAIL
Dear Sir or Madam:
We are the attorneys for the estate of Shel Silverstein and the Silverstein family who control Mr. Silverstein’s copyrighted works. These materials, including the work named above, are protected by U.S. federal copyright laws, by the corresponding laws of other nations and by international treaty.
It has come to our attention that you (either as an individual musician or as a musical group) are participating in a Peppermill Records project entitled “Come Sit by My Fire,” which aims to adapt many of Mr. Silverstein’s copyrighted poems and stories, including the above-mentioned work, by setting them to music and then making them available for download. Unfortunately, Peter Krahn, principal of Peppermill Records, neither sought nor obtained our clients’ permission prior to launching this project.
Our clients have not approved and do not approve this unauthorized use of their proprietary material. Therefore, we demand that you immediately cease and desist any and all uses of this material. This includes setting the text to music, as well as recording, publishing, performing or otherwise distributing or using the resulting song. You are hereby notified that our clients consider any use of your song, which makes use of their copyrighted material, to be a violation of the copyright law. Such infringement expressly includes, but is not limited to, making the song publicly available on any myspace.com or other web pages, performing the song in conjunction with other artists involved in the Peppermill Records project, or transmitting it to Peter Krahn or Peppermill Records for inclusion in this project. We note that you are also displaying the text of our clients’ poem and/or accompanying images on myspace.com or on other websites used or controlled by you. Accordingly, we demand that you cease and desist this further unlawful use of our clients’ copyrighted material.
As an artist, you would not want your own work to be used in this way by someone else without your permission. Similarly, our clients do not want Mr. Silverstein’s work used and altered by third parties; they are well within their rights to deny permission for this use. They vigorously protect their copyrighted materials and have instructed us to aggressively enforce their rights in this case.
We trust that you will immediately cease and desist any and all uses of the above-named work and that we will not need to take any further action in order to resolve this matter. Please confirm your cooperation with this request by responding to this message and placing title of the above-named work in the body of the message, along with the words “I/we confirm that I/we have ceased using the referenced work and shall refrain from recording, publishing, distributing or otherwise disseminating it in the future.”
We anticipate your full, immediate cooperation in this matter and look forward to receiving your confirmation within one week of the date of this message.
Sincerely,
SOLHEIM BILLING & GRIMMER, S.C.
By
Jennifer L. Amundsen
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black rabbit
black rabbit
tell me what will you do?
now that the light
comes to shine on you too
a blanket of snow
leaves you out in the cold
even under nights cloak
you are vulnerable
black magic
black magic
it amounts to no good
black rabbit
black rabbit
have they taken your foot?
quiet labouring
into the twilight of years
all clamouring
amounts to each of your fears
hearts held by teeth
and worrying hands
it's all been black magic
the undoing of man
black rabbit
black rabbit
what will you do?
now that the light
comes to shine on you too
black magic
black magic
it amounts to no good
for little black rabbits, black cats, and black birds
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[21 Mar 2009|07:15pm] |
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the day brings back. a quiet echo from a song i haven't heard in years.
"...but then what kind of scale
compares the weight of two beauties
the gravity of duties
or the ground speed of joy?
tell me what kind of gauge
can quantify elation?
what kind of equation
could i possibly employ?
and you'll never know, dear
just how much i loved you
you probably think this was
just my big excuse
but i stand committed
to a love that came before you
and the fact that i adore you
is just one of my truths
so i
i'm goin' home
to please the one i so love pleasing
and i don't expect
he'll have much sympathy for my grieving
but i guess that this is the price
that we pay for the privilege
of living for even a day
in a world with so many things
worth believing
in"
ani difranco
and rob breszney says: Scorpio Horoscope for week of March 19, 2009 
After extensive analysis, I've concluded that you won't serve any time in hell for the shock therapy you'll unleash this week -- with one caveat: The shock therapy must be motivated primarily by love, not a lust for power. My research also suggests that in dropping your bombshells you may even rack up some karmic credit, not karmic debt -- if the things you destroy are truly beyond repair and certain to keep causing pain, and if you institute a plan for building a shiny new creation to replace what's lost.
and of someone i love:
Virgo Horoscope for week of March 19, 2009  
Years ago a Polish scientist toiling in Antarctica was consumed with longing for a woman he'd left behind in his home country. Spilling over with the desire to express his adoration, he gathered a mass of penguin dung and used it to spell out a large "M" on the frigid ground. It was the first letter of his girlfriend's name, Magda. To this day, two species of flowering plants have thrived in that M-shaped area, fed by the fertilizing power of the dung. Your assignment in the coming week, Virgo, is to create something equally enduring and unique for someone you care for deeply.
and...in the wake of these things i grow love.
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[16 Mar 2009|12:51am] |
are the creative the happily insane?
here's to leaps of faith.
and dots that follow dot after dot after dot.
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[13 Mar 2009|02:27pm] |
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she remembers romance
her shelves dusty with the pollen of it's decay
it's shadows caressing her walls
a still life for love
a collection of artifacts carefully catalogued
a legal size manila envelope
for all those letters that were really meant to burn
still, she remembers romance and
she waits for it's return
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i want you to remember that place in the small of my back
i want you to reach for it
to touch me into arousal
and like your hunger, is my hunger, is our hunger
i want you to take my mouth in yours
to hover moistened before the plunge, the anticipated immersion, and the beautiful lingering
i want your body to rest atop of mine
i want the weight of being
and when i'm gone
i want your hands to trace the air behind my movements
as though they were a part of me that had fallen behind, my hair blown by the breeze
i want our bodies to lose track of where you begin and i end
our tangling limbs interchangeable
our minds intersecting parallels
our blood pumping with the pulse of one heart
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| the stars have thoughts on these matters |
[01 Mar 2009|06:23pm] |
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| Learning to trust | *** | Valid during many months: Under this influence you will become increasingly aware that all the truly important events in your life occur without your conscious intervention. This will hel p you to act with more calm and composure in those areas where you had difficulties in the past or found it hard to make any headway. You should now find it easier to deal with things in a relaxed manner, not brooding so morosely over your own failings and inadequacies. This will also help you to be more understanding when others make mistakes, making you more forgiving. Most people's perception contains blind spots which shield them from some of their deeper and more complex emotions which would otherwise reduce their ability to cope with everyday life. Under this influence you could have the opportunity to come to terms with some of the darker and more hidden influences of your nature, without falling into a state of despair and depression. You are also now more able to get to the bottom of any sexual problems you may have. Your increased intuition will help you to receive and interpret the images and dreams rising from your unconsious which would otherwise remain unnoticed. These will help you to become aware of hurt which you have suppressed since your childhood and adolescence, which can initiate the process of healing. And, provided that you can remain trusting and open, you may now receive healing energy from a wide variety of sources. |
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| unravelations 1 |
[27 Feb 2009|02:52am] |
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my heart matches the season
i am spring in it's first bright hues
i am peeking out to feel the last days of cold on my fleshy pink petals
so that i can simply have known the experience
i am pushing through the soil to raise my chin to the sun as it tilts to conjure the warmth every flower before me has known
the present risks are frost and drought
but i push through believing the perfect balance exists
i am continually making decisions from a place of hope
i hope to know myself more deeply
i hope to not harden from the heart out
i hope to keep my palms to the sky
i hope to know the loves of my lifetime
i hope to continue choosing this
my faith growing be it in me, him
love is not meant to be understood
love is meant to be explored for all it's mutating and expansive properties
sweet dreams
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Scorpio Horoscope for week of February 26, 2009 
The world is once again falling deeply in love with you. Let's hope that on this occasion (unlike what happened the last two times) you will accept its adoration in the spirit in which it's given. Let's hope that if the world offers you the moon, the dawn, and the breeze, you won't reject these gifts and say that what you really wanted was a comet, the sunset, and a pie in the sky. There would be nothing sadder than to see the world suffer yet another case of unrequited love.
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[24 Feb 2009|06:50pm] |
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today i giggled with a sofa full of women while a 4yr old girl spun around dancing and lifting her dress over her head
i marveled at her sense of joy
her total freedom
and i missed my own
the past year has seen me traversing the dark canyons of my psyche with a single candle in search of my tightly wound spots
i found a ball of yarn and a pile of tightly woven fabric splayed out on my ribs like books on a shelf
i've spent the time since running my fingers along their edges seeking out the ends and loose threads
this past month i found the end of the ball of yarn
this week i climbed a mountain and dropped the ball down the incline
the terrain is proving bumpy so the ball is rolling slowly
shrinking in my line of sight
i decided to leave the fabric be, as i'm sure that with years of wear to come, they will each become threadbare and prone to letting the light pass through
i'm still on the mountain now
the string of yarn in my hand
...sometimes i hold it in my teeth
here's to becoming your own beautiful mess
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my heart oceanic
turning over
black as night and sparkling
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je veux l'amour de la lune et la mer
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[24 Feb 2009|05:44pm] |
un⋅rav⋅el
/ʌnˈrævəl/[uhn-rav-uhl],-eled, -el⋅ing or (especially British) -elled, -el⋅ling.
–verb (used with object)
1. to separate or disentangle the threads of (a woven or knitted fabric, a rope, etc.).
2. to free from complication or difficulty; make plain or clear; solve: to unravel a situation; to unravel a mystery.
3. Informal. to take apart; undo; destroy (a plan, agreement, or arrangement).
–verb (used without object)
4. to become unraveled.
Origin:
1595–1605; un- 2 + ravel
Related forms:
un⋅rav⋅el⋅er; especially British, un⋅rav⋅el⋅ler, noun
un⋅rav⋅el⋅ment, noun
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[09 Feb 2009|04:09pm] |
i am smile after smile after smile.
moving in 7/4 never seemed so natural.
love
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[07 Feb 2009|08:17pm] |
will reacquainting myself with my journal aid in helping me find the words to articulate my feelings, fears and hopes to the ones i love, or will i simply attach a delusion of being open and forthcoming to my already established habits of being vague and cagey?
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| hesitation, visitation, elation |
[07 Feb 2009|07:44pm] |
tonight i will visit with Henry and June.
...which inevitably means Anais will be joining them.
all of this is fine by me.
i hope i don't hate the film, having enjoyed the diary so immensely.
time will tell.
i spent the day with lips painted the opulent red of poppies while i sang along with myself and and tried not to step out of my light. today was day two of the "from above" music video shoot.
the process has been relatively painless but awkward nonetheless. i hope the footage is convincing. my make believe talents are a little rusty. i am so thankful for the opportunity to give them a lil' polish.
i'm wonderfully excited to see the finished product.....though i think it's still a moth or so away.
there have been many lovely visits this past weekend. these are things i should take stock of. time well spent with jesse, kimberleigh, beth, kirsten, scott, james, cindy, erin and saffron whether it's while making a little video, sharing a meal, enjoying short films and music, delving into the deeper depths of our personalities or simply happening upon one another in the street is an enormously rich part of my life. a blessing to be sure. people are remarkable. here's to sharing.
i need to remember what the good things i fill my time with are when i come home and feel frustrated at the state of my living spaces....
(my bedroom and small work space in the kitchen are disastrous. this disaster does not lend ease to my wish/need to create when it hits. i have trouble starting projects when my space is amuck.
this of course means i need to tackle the mess so that the work i value and am fulfilled by can begin and come to fruition).
....perhaps if i'm not so hard on myself for choosing to socialize instead of reorganize the task will seem less like a huge ordeal and more like a productive enjoyable way to spend an afternoon.
it's possible, right?
a mind adjustment just might do the trick.
stay tuned.
i'm going to make my way to Victoria on the evening of the 18th to sip liquids of many varieties, sway my hips, sing and slumber with some of my dearest dears until late in the day of the 21st. i am so thrilled to be setting sail in the near future. my heels are itchy and making small dust clouds of wanderlust when i walk. this definitely calls for a vacation.
my, my, my i think this may be the most "here's a list of stuff that happened" journal entry i have ever written. well, i guess that's just how it is.
xo
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