I of ARIES Birth, Born in the Year of the TIGER...

 

I of ARIES Birth, Born in the Year of the TIGER... 7 cycles of 12... on the day of the MOON... the 28th day of March... 2022, is the Year of the Tiger... and so Thyself be known... "People that are born in the Year of the Tiger are generally well liked because of their charismatic personalities. A Tiger is always at their happiest when they endeavor to climb the ladder of success. Attaining the top spot is of foremost purpose; being in a position of power is the ultimate goal. They are quick learners, need to be challenged and often prefer to work alone. Anyone that is born in the Year of the Tiger is usually straightforward and outgoing by nature. They will never give up no matter how challenged they may become. Never lose sight of the fact that Tigers are smart and instinctive." "Aries Tiger Woman Aries Tiger Woman is always considerate towards others. They are distinguished by the power of making decisions and forming solutions for others. Aries Tiger women are high in energy and confidence level. They always reflect confidence in their manners and encourage everyone around them to carry out complex projects and tasks. They are creative and can introduce new and exclusive things. Their life is always directed towards a global goal and sometime after the whole life they even realize and consider them." "Aries Tiger Woman holds a personality that every woman desires. They reflect a strong will and are very ambitious. They perform their duties with devotion... Such women are blessed with great talent and can change themselves according to the needs of any field. " Source: https://horoscopochino.co/aries-tiger/?lang=en#:~:text=Aries%20People%20born%20in%20the%20year%20of%20the,they%20choose%20between%20right%20and%20wrong%20very%20clearly. And so I of ARIES TIGER Birth

live I my days in fulfillment beholden to the calling of the stars in gratitude for my moment of BEING in supernal celebration of PRESENCE lived of what WAS, what IS, and what is yet to BE, a Birth Eternal. Rose Marie Raccioppi

And so very 'on point' be this counsel:

"The years which come under the Water Tiger in Chinese astrology are-

1926, 1038, 1950, 1962, 1074, 1986, 1998, 2010, 2022

The year of the water tiger symbolizes strength, waving off all evils, and intelligence. Such people are brave, competitive, unpredictable, confident, and charming. They are liked and appreciated by the people around them.

Those born in the Tiger year are competent leaders who are always ready for unforeseen situations.

For the Chinese Zodiac Year 2022, the main energy source is the water element in its Yang form. This might be a hectic and also a very energetic time for everyone. You will see strength and growth despite adversity, which will boost your self-confidence and help you cope with your suspicions. Hence, dynamism and enthusiasm are expected in all aspects of life.

2022 Chinese Zodiac predicts that there will be surprising developments, so give in your best efforts. The Water Tiger year 2022 suggests you forget the past, overcome the pain it has caused and heal. It is the right time to propel and restart your life. It would help if you got your priorities straight. The Chinese New Year 2022 animal suggests that you overlook all the hurtful events you encountered in the year 2021 and regain your ownership on the battlefield.

It signifies spiritual communication, maturity, and deep emotions, thus helping you to cope with surging emotions, mental stress, and also hasty decision making. The steadiness of the tiger would push you to analyze things first then leap towards opportunities or changes that knock at your door.

Overall, this is the year to open your eyes, observe, understand, absorb and rewrite your life."

Source: https://www.astroyogi.com/chineseastrology/horoscope2022

Indeed, words that call to the depths of self known to self... a destiny in deliverance ...

Rose Marie Raccioppi

... and so the Lily...

 

A flower, an offering, Creation in its smiles, its frivolity, in its wondrous beauty, be it given, and known in... tribute, celebration, honor, solace, gratitude, and the grace of love.

As the days’s news has come to unfold

One asks what be the purpose of a flower’s story told

Be it that Nature and beauty is to ever prevail

Beyond the reported overwhelming travail

We to know that it is Creation’s blessings and grace

To be lovingly held in heart’s place.

… and so the Lily…

Sweet be this budding bloom of white

Petals delicate in the favor of light

Chastity, virtue, purity, be its calling claim

This a Lily, blessed be its given name

A bloom from a bouquet, a gift received

This the bequest of beauty conceived

And with a sweet sigh I to behold

Its allure and the ancient tales told

Unfolding be its endearing gift of grace

Such ambrosial splendor within soul I to place.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Photo: ...and so the Lily..., CAR, Collectible Clicks, 

©Rose Marie Raccioppi.

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Daffodils to trumpet God's WORD

 

The emergent colors of early Spring ... green of the heart... the pulse of life, yellow of the solar plexus, the warming fires of the sun, the will of the Creator, first blooms of yellow in daffodils of joy ... 

and so we rejoice.

So sweet be the song bird song 

so vibrant be the golden yellow daffodils 

so gentle is the wind at my window 

so bright be the sun that lights the room 

so faithful be this heart 

so prayerful be this soul 

visioning, feeling 

the blessings onto self, onto others

let us this giving day pray 

in gratitude for lives tending lives 

for deliverance, for wellness 

for solace 

for PEACE 

for those who have passed to domains beyond life 

Our prayers Our prayers be they heard

Daffodils to trumpet God's WORD.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Photo: Daffodils at my door, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi.

O N E ~ for an artist ~ a poetic dialogue in reflection

Hush the taunts and echoes of voices dark

Move beyond each defined limiting mark

Quell the daunting cries and laments of days long past

You the Creator of a destiny now in beauty cast

A summoning cry, an embracing call, a petition of heart

Line and form your behest of grace shall not depart

The light of soul, of stars, of the moon and the sun

Be they known ever within you as ONE

Embrace the call of hand, pencil, upon surfaces pristine and new

Respect the beckoning call of creation that pulses within you

Touch, mold the clay with hands, fingers that are in God's grace

Heed to the beauty, the truth, that calls from within Soul's place

Supernal be your divinity and gift of creation sacred and wise

Your BEING dauntless and knowing beyond deception and lies

The MUSE has come

Thy will as ONE.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

APOGEE Poet

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

PROCLAIMED

 

With poet's pen this quest to write

Of the eternal now be shadow or light

The dark bears not demise

For the Sun in glory does rise

Within the depths of night, stars in brilliant array

In PRESENCE we greet the dawning of a new day 

Let us hold resolve in chambers of our heart 

From which love ever bears its supernal start

Let us see our differences with a vision newly clear

Hold to life's blessings of breath and BEING dear 

We the deciders, the change makers are to claim 

TRUTH, HARMONY, GRACE, PEACE in GOD's name.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

APOGEE Poet

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Image : GOGGLE courtesy. 

BEHOLD

Behold the light of a thousand flames

It the pulsing of the HEART

Behold the light of truth and justice

It the SUN that warms and nourishes

Behold the light that waxes and wanes

It the MOON in reflections of a journey

Behold the light of the ever-present spirit

It the brilliance of each STAR

Behold the light of luxuriant petals and piercing thorns

It the passion, the bloom, the knowing of the ROSE.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

APOGEE Poet

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York 

Photo: The ROSE, CAR, Collectible Clicks, 

©Rose Marie Raccioppi 

"And all shall be well and 

All manner of thing shall be well 

When the tongues of flame are in-folded 

Into the crowned knot of fire 

And the fire and the rose are one."

~T. S. Eliot