BOOK LAUNCH AND REVIEW
byBOOK LAUNCH Best Practices: Habib William Kherbek and friends Tuesday, October 26, 20216:30pm-9:00pm Burley Fisher Books, 400 Kingsland Road London E8 4AA Readings by:…
Literature
Juno’s Diary. The colours of KARMA.
byby Jana Astanov Some charts are more karmic than others. I wrote about karma previously, in very simple terms karma are the lessons we…
Juno’s Diary. Supernatural beings appearing as geometric forms. Sabian symbol of 30th degree of Virgo.
byI have worked with the Charubel, Sabian, and Chandra Symbols amongst others systems of degree symbology developing them through my daily dream journal practice. This shamanic journey continued ever since, enriching the collective unconscious with my own dreamscapes as per the symbolism of my Moon at 12 degrees of Pisces “A woman asleep in a ring of flames”….and compatible with the Sanskrit meaning of my native Slavic name which opens Akashic Records – Sleeping Wisdom of Fire (Gnosis).
The Priestess of 3rd Avenue
byWhen she received clients, she felt connected to the vast lineages of temple priestesses, light workers and sacred prostitutes who had come before her. The powerful women who assumed the daunting task of healing traumatized men through the only language they understood- sexual release.
The Personification of Methe
byIn ancient Greece, the state of inebriation was a favored disposition, as it amplifies happiness or dulls sadness. The Greek goddess Methe is the living embodiment of drunkenness. She is the daughter of Dionysus (the god of wine), the wife of Staphylos (the grape carrier), and mother of Botrys (the divine embodiment of grapes).
queen of the night flower inspires a youtube debut 8 years in the making
bythis video, unassuming and imperfect as it is, recorded on the front camera of my iphone, is a good faith deposit in the co-creative witching well of my wildest dreams: a world where i am a publicly prolific, multi-hyphenate, professional artist, embraced first and foremost by my own self, published + propelled forward into center stage by my own will and that of the audience + artists who resonate with my transmissions, eager to hold me accountable for never again hoarding my treasure chest of gifts…
Mother Tongue
byby Jana Astanov Was she the goddess of hell,some geomancyinvoked by boulders to birthher fertile soils’ rotational epochsblack gold thenraised from the prehistoric ashes?…
Her Garden of Delights
byby Jana Astanov nightlyshe’s the gardenof flashing eyesthe honeyed dew of the female organum her sex she’s a bird of paradiseher writing her nestwhere…