I know your PAIN
I know your sadness, your hopelessness
I know how you feel when you lay down in bed some nights, feeling only half-alive; sick, raunchy and grief-stricken, wondering if this will be your last.
“Will I wake up alive or dead…..”?
You’re hungry, you’re sick
Your head is pounding in PAIN
You want to rip out your hair
You know you’re INSANE
NO ONE will help you
You are all, all ALONE
Even though there’s ten thousand
NUMBERS in your phone!
You look right, you look left
You look up, you look down
But help isn’t coming
You are going to DROWN!
SAVE ME! SAVE ME!
You cry in your sleep
Waking up sweating
You feel dirty and cheap
Well guess what, dear LOSER
I’ve got GOOD NEWS!
If you are still breathing
There’s yet time to CHOOSE
Say to yourself
That Shoshi is right!
“LAND IS OUR PROMISE”
I will fight-the-good-fight!
I’ll get my butt to the countryside
And breathe in fresh air
I’ll drink from the well-spring
And ride a young mare
I’ll dig in the dirt
And make mud-pies again
I’ll eat juicy, ripe apples
The SUN I’ll drink in!
I will DANCE through fine meadows
And pastures of GREEN
Leave the city behind me
And the faces so MEAN!
“Think of the solution, not the problem”.
~Richard Rahl—Lord Rahl, the Seeker of Truth and wielder of the Sword of Truth, the bringer of death, the Master of the D’Haran Empire, and husband to the Mother Confessor herself.
THE DANCE WITH DEATH
This quick post today–Friday, September 29th, 2012 at 6:51am EST in Central Florida, USA–is a SHOUT OUT TO JASON! He gave me permission to thank him here in cyber-space.
Jason chose these two books for me from my WISHLIST on Amazon. They arrived some time within the past week and I am just now getting time in my busy schedule to post about it.
This is the second gift Jason has sent me this year. I don’t know him in the real world and have no face to go with his name, but he knows me! And he comments on my blog from time-to-time and always is uplifting. He recognizes my generosity to my Matrix Fans and likewise blesses me in return.
I like Jason. And in exchange for his PATRONAGE, he received his choice of my sexy, nude video clips. His favorite is NUDE SUN BATHING.
DISCLAIMER: My sexy videos are NOT PORNOGRAPHY! I have not and do not participate in video tapings of having sex with another person! I DISBELIEVE in PORNOGRAPHY but I DO BELIEVE in ART!
A great deal of the art I have done over the past 6 years has been quite SEXY, that’s true; I couldn’t help it! For, after finding myself with a beautiful body and brains, during the time in 2006 when I went RAW ORGANIC in my diet, was dancing 12 hours a week in College Dance Classes and began working as a professional Erotic Body Worker, well folks, the truth is, a sensual MUSE overtook me! It was a FORCE that slammed into my being and transformed me. The more time I devoted to a pure lifestyle, the sexier I felt and behaved. And so I came to believe that the Creator must certainly have a sexy side!
And it’s quite fitting, don’t you think, that a girl named SHOSHANA would wind-up being gifted with a personality corresponding to the virtues of her name? “Shoshana“, after all, is only mentioned once in the Bible, found in the one-and-only sexy book in the Bible: The Shir Ha Shirim/The Song of Songs (often referred to by Christians as The Song of Solomon)
1 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
Song of Songs chapter 2 verses 1-4
From the Hebrew Bible, Verse 1: “Shoshana” is the fourth word from the right and is spelled Shin-Vav-Shin-Nun-Hey
אני חבצלת השרון שושנת העמקים׃
Verses one and two are spoken by the male lover, verses three and four are the female lover’s response. I find it fascinating that the male here is the one whose name is Shoshana and declares himself a Lily of the valleys and then says his love is also a lily. Yet she does not reply and call him a flower in return, as he calls himself, she says that he is like a TREE; a sheltering, laden-with-fruit, scrumptious, juicy tree! A banquet of LOVE!
From these verses I derived the primary symbolism for my Coat of Arms. SHOSHANA ROSE represents ART LOVE & BEAUTY and it is these three that are my foundation and embody the ideals of my mission on earth.
Introduction to “Shir HaShirim” – The Song of Songs
Introduction to the Introduction to “Shir HaShirim”
“Shir HaShirim,” The Song of Songs, is one of the five “Megilot,” or Sacred Scrolls, that are part of the Hebrew Bible. It is a timeless allegory of the relationship between HaShem and the People of Israel, in terms of the love between a man and a woman. It is recited on “Pesach,” the Holiday that celebrates the liberation of the Jewish People from slavery in Egypt.
On “Shabbat Chol HaMoed,” the Shabbat that occurs during the Intermediate Days of the Holiday, or on the Seventh Day of that Holiday when Shabbat coincides with that day, the reading of the “Megilah” of “Shir HaShirim” is incorporated into the Services in most synagogues in the Jewish world.
It is most appropriate that this “Megilah” be read on the Holiday of Pesach, because this Holiday is the “Holiday of Spring,” the Holiday of the return of life, of creativity, to the world. Its theme is “love,” the rebirth of which is also symbolized by Spring.
As mentioned above, this “Megilah” is an “allegory” for the relationship between G-d and Israel in terms of the love of a man for a woman. The “mashal,” or the “metaphor,” focuses on the man and the woman; the “nimshal,” or referent, is the relationship between HaShem and the People of Israel. According to the RAMBAM, a twelfth century Torah giant of the Jewish People, the highest form of relationship between a human being and HaShem is the relationship based on love, “Ahavat HaShem,” even higher than the relationship built on fear or reverence, “Yirat HaShem.” The RAMBAM continues, “Just as when a man loves a particular woman, he cannot remove her from his thoughts, with just such intensity should a person love HaShem.
And since Judaism regards the relationship between a man and a woman as potentially holy, Rabbi Akiva argued (Mishnah Yadayim 3:5) for the inclusion of Shir HaShirim in the Sacred Canon when its inclusion was questioned because of the apparent earthiness of the “mashal.” He said that if all the other Books of the Bible are considered “Kedoshim,” Holy, then Shir HaShirim must be considered “Kodesh Kodoshim,” the Holiest of the Holy, because both its “mashal” and its “nimshal” are holy.
See full article here: http://www.ou.org/chagim/pesach/shir.htm
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My totally awesome, artist-clairvoyant friend, Kris Cahill, shared the above image on crackbook yesterday and I love it so much that I want to spread it around too.
This message is good and true and is one we should heed. Enough is enough I say…it’s time to focus on proper actions.
If Napoleon Hill was right about our sub-conscience minds, that they magnetize and attract to us the things we think about, then it stands to reason that if we’re to achieve a new world of peace, love and joy, then our thoughts and actions need to be wholly aligned with peace, love and joy! To continually feed upon the drama and chaos of daily world events we only serve to thwart our progress toward peace.
Quotes by Napoleon Hill …
“Every adversity, every failure, every heartache carries with it the seed of an equal or greater benefit.” — Napoleon Hill
“Desire is the starting point of all achievement, not a hope, not a wish, but a keen pulsating desire which transcends everything.”
– Napoleon Hill
“Patience, persistence and perspiration make an unbeatable combination for success.” — Napoleon Hill
“The subconscious mind makes no distinction between constructive and destructive thought impulses. It works with the material we feed it, through our thought impulses. The sub-conscious mind will translate into reality a thought driven by fear, just as readily as it will translate into reality a thought driven by courage or faith.”
– Napoleon Hill
ANNOUNCING A NEW KIND OF RACE
Line up everyone
To the new track meet
A race with a finish line
Where you’ll never be beat
‘Cuz the purpose of running
Is not just to win
Some sort of ribbon
Then do it again
This race is different
It’s about running with heart
For people & planet
Each one doing their part
Come join me friends
All you with compassion
Let’s make a difference
Marrying words with some action
There’s so many hurting
Down in the dark city
Broken hearts that are crying
Let’s muster our pity!
Artists are gifted
From God above
So let’s use our talents
To spread joy & love
Sunday, July 8, 2012/7:14am EST~Kissimmee, Florida USA
Ten years ago, while on my 18 month Sabbatical, in a tiny cottage in The Valley of the Sun (Ramona), San Diego, California, this was my daily reality ….
HOME SWEET HOME
Today I stayed home
What a glorious treat
Far from the strife
And the fast, racing feet
Just home sweet home
Working the soil
Feeding the birds
Watching lentil soup boil
Listening to quiet
Hanging the laundry
No one shouting: “Go buy it!”
‘Cuz I don’t have T.V.
I don’t surf the net
I’ve snapped back to the real me
I myself again met
Ah, how wonderful
Oh how grand
Just staying home
Loving my land
Sunday, July 1st, 2012/5:15am EST~Deltona, Florida USA
Hi guys, here is a video slideshow I made yesterday of my little cottage garden. I am not happy with the “pan and zoom” transition feature I used between pictures as it cut off the outer edges of each image! Oh well, I am out of practice with video editing.
The climbing rose bush in this slideshow is three years old. I planted her in May 2009 when I first moved in. The sunflowers you see were started in April by the “shake, scatter and grow” method. As I knew I would be leaving this house permanently this summer, I didn’t labor over an organized, well-maintained garden and instead went with a WILD one.
The tomato bushes volunteered themselves from some compost that a friend gave me. I composted the small bed under the window where I planted mints, aloe and lavender. As of today, the tomatoes are ready to harvest and eat–YUM!–nothing like home-grown tomatoes!!
Of course everything is ORGANIC and you can see by the photos of the locust, I even take a fascination with my garden pests.
Growing and watering my little garden every morning has been a sure therapy for me this year. As the news around the world gets worse every day, my flowers have gotten BIGGER and bring me such joy to look upon that I forget all the bad news and internal strife as well.
I highly recommend trying my simple shake, scatter and grow method for starting a small garden. It’s perfect if you’re a busy person and it’s also a good one to try if you’re a beginner at gardening. Just make sure to keep the seeds moist; daily watering is the ticket to abundance of growth, as well as a sunny location.
HOW TO WARD OFF ATTACK & FEEL BETTER!
Here’s The Checklist of Things I Personally Do, not necessarily in this order:
- TURN OFF THE TELEVISION AND VIDEO GAMES! (Personally I refuse to own a T.V. and haven’t bought one for myself, ever, in my entire life. My mom cut the cords on our televisions when I was 16 years old and raised us to understand that TV causes strife in the home. I have never played video games either.)
- Turn off the computer
- Turn off the cell phone
- Turn on music
- Stretch and dance around living room-dance studio
- Sit Lotus position and meditate, visualize and pray
- Recite poems and the Psalms, out loud, in the first person (“The Lord is MY Shepherd….etc….”)
- Go out of doors and garden; inhale the scent of roses while petting the flower in wonder and admiration
- Water the garden
- Pull weeds
- Sing songs out loud while gardening; songs like Scarborough Fair by Simon & Garfunkel
- Go for a bicycle ride and leave the cell phone at home
- Call a good friend whom you trust
- Play with the dog
- Read an entertaining novel
- STRETCH Ballet Style until your muscles BURN
- Commune with a BIG tree (they’re great listeners and if you listen in return, they may teach you a thing or two! Yes, I am totally serious. TREES TALK! At least to me, they do.)
- Go shopping for trees, flowers, bushes, seeds, herbs and vegetables at your local garden shop or nursery.
- Burn clean herbal incense and candles. Beeswax candles are the most pure.
- Drink herbal tea; especially ROSE TEA. Holistic Healing with Roses: Herbal Medicine for a Happier, Healthier Mind and Body.
- BREATHE DEEPLY while consciously visualizing a peaceful place of splendor
- Have an orgasm; with your lover or mate, with yourself or with the aid of a professional sexological bodyworker. http://www.sexologicalbodywork.com/
- Kiss your lover or mate
- Hold hands and walk on the beach
- Take your dog/s to the beach
- Take your kids to the beach
- Go Camping
- Go Hiking
- Write a list of all the things you’re thankful for
- Speak words of peace, joy and love out loud with authority over your life
- WRITE! Scream at your diary!
- Recall the happiest days of your life whilst deliberately pushing fear from your mind. Speak out loud (ALWAYS OUT LOUD!) your list of things YOU ARE THANKFUL FOR!
- Quit your job if it’s not your calling
- Get out of debt entirely
- De-junk/purge your home of all the CRAP & CLUTTER. You don’t need it and you know it. The waste is killing your soul and your relationships.
- De-junk your real-life friends and close your FACEBOOK account!
- Stop eating all meat, fish and poultry immediately and forever.
- Buy, eat and drink in juice from: organic fruits, vegetables, herbs, nuts and seeds. Shoot for 80% raw food diet.
- DRINK SPRING WATER ONLY!
- Roll in the grass naked and realize that one day you’ll be buried there
- Keep your body MOVING and your MIND & SPIRIT ALERT. “Constant Vigilance”!
- CHOOSE LIFE!
THE GREATEST ARTIST OF ALL
By Shoshana Rose
Who was the greatest artist
that you’ve ever heard about?
Was it Van Gogh or Picasso
or do Da Vinci you tout?
Me, I cast my vote for God
as the greatest artist of all
To prove my point I’ll say
just go view a waterfall
Or how about that sky
now who’s painted clouds like those?
Look up, you can almost imagine
the angel’s breath that blows
And what of dear friend tree
from once all mankind ate?
Pick some fruit & perhaps you’ll agree
back to such is our fine fate
Ah yes, and please also consider
our dear, tough friends the rocks
Maybe you wear one on your finger
but did you know, Mr. Boulder, he talks?
And what of the flowers? What of the birds?
And what of your fine face?
Dare I say you look better in person
than in picture frame set in it’s place
Yeah, God is the Greatest Artist
who ever walked on this earth
Not the camera, screens, or the masters
but the One who gives our souls mirth
The only One to grant earth’s rebirth
Thursday, March 22nd, 2012/6:07am EST~Central Florida, USA
I think I’m losing it, you guys. Just before I woke up this morning, a scene passed before my mind in which Saphira the Dragon flew over Renaissance Florence, and in her confident, superior-than-thou-dragon-attitude shouted something about “sodomites in the city”, punctuating her mocking with a jet of flame and laughter.
Two days ago when I finished the fourth and last book in the Inheritance Cycle series, I cried. I cried for a full hour! I cried because I felt like I had just said good bye forever to a bunch of cool friends. And I cried because they have all gone on to rebuild Alagaesia into a peaceful kingdom, after having killed the bad King and freed the enslaved dragon hearts and eggs. Everyone is getting along now–the Elves, Dwarves, Humans, Urgals, Werecats, Witchs and Wizards–working together for the good of the newly liberated lands and races. I’m jealous!
Saphira visited Renaissance Florence because at this point in the new novel I am reading, (The Birth of Venus by Sarah Dunant) the heroine, Allesandra, has just been married-off to a man who is gay. Thus Saphira’s remark about sodomites. I wish I could recall what it is she said!? Perhaps Saphira and Allesandra are a lot alike in their attitudes and this is why my sub-conscience cooked up a scene, marrying the two stories?
When Thomas wakes up and I tell him my dream-flash I know what he’s going to say….he’ll tell me: “Oh God Mom..you have GOT to get out of the house more. You have to make some real friends and not live in your crazy imagination all the time; it’s not healthy.”
And I will sigh in reply and go back to my book. I can’t wait to get to the part where Allesandra will get her sexy snake tattoo! I wonder if she and the artist are going fuck? Especially after he finishes the man’s head on the snake; the tongue licking the top of the slit of Allesandra’s labia magora. Nasty!
No one had sex in the Inheritance cycle. They are books written for young people by a young person and though it is alluded to, there are no sex scenes in any of the books. Imagine that?…and I liked the stories anyway! Must be the kid in me.
When I cried after finishing Inheritance, I realized that one of my major problems in making friends is that I don’t like modern people very much. The characters and heroes in my books are much more suited to my way of thinking. They are smart, well-educated, expressive, passionate, creative, noble, active, fit, fearless and alive with purpose. Contrariwise, the humans I meet in person these days are mostly dull and zombie-like. Droning around on their phones; repeating last night’s news snippet; commenting on the weather and the latest movies. Makes me want to rip my hair out by the roots! Makes me lay around fantasizing fairy fantasies of fucking and freedom. Sigh.
Of course there’s something to said for my fantasies, eh? And too, the poetry that pours from my pen. Maybe Thomas has it all wrong? Perhaps it’s a blessing that I love books and don’t like socializing? Why is it so wrong to live in one’s imagination? Am I too old for that way of thinking? Am I a little girl in a woman’s body? Or, am I gifted?
Maybe I should run away? Run far away and live in a lonely cabin on a lake; write my books and grow my garden. To hell with what’s normal, I want to be me! And “me” is a writer; I am a reader. I am not a social butterfly; I am a loner-artist-think-too-much-masturbator. I am unusual, and yes, possibly a bit whacked. So what! So what, I say. I LOVE BOOKS!!!
And, I LOVE this email that a guy in Poland wrote and sent to me last month….these are the type of people that I want for friends and neighbors–IMAGINATIVE-MUSING-Artists!
Dear Shoshana,After hearing that accessing to your so called “sexy contents” requires some work by all of the interested (and this is an attitude which I approve) I allowed myself to write you a poem. Hope you will like it
My name’s Simon (Szymon). I’m your devoted fan from Warsaw in Poland. I admire your beauty and all your work since 2007. I’m sorry for my possible lingual mistakes…Here’s the poem:
You went into my heart quietlyJust like an arrow – so directlyI’m right under your spell
And, dear Lord, I’ve never felt so wellNow when I’m frozen, wet and shaken
Ready for the consequences to be takenYou kissed me softly then we drink some wineAnd after leaving you send me a misterious smileWorld is an enemy territoryThere are no lovers, no brothers, no friends
But in your arms I find my glory
And I’m so joyful when we touch our handsSome people warned meShe’s evil, better left her, she’s a witch
But I’ve ingored all of them
Perhaps my redemption comes not from Jersusalem
But from Salem?
LOVE YOU. GEETINGS from POLAND
And here is my reply….(though I have not heard back from Simon) Are you out there watching me, honey? If so, please reply to my reply. I am sorry if I offended you in assuming you are Jewish. It’s because of your Hebrew name and the fact that you mention redemption from Jerusalem. Although I will say that it’s suspicious to me that you are aware of Salem when you are in Poland and your first language is not English. Are you really in Poland or are you an American posing as a Pole so that I will be attracted to you because you know that I find most Americans to be shallow?
If you are offended, please forgive me? I just can’t help myself….I fell in love with Jewish people when I was only 11 years old, after my parents finished reading my siblings and I The Hiding Place by Corrie Ten Boom. Ever since, I’ve cried that I was not born Jewish. Although I don’t cry any more because I believe that I too am a descendant of Abraham, Issac and Jacob. See my Mythical Sambatyon post.
Shalom Simon~Thank you so very much for your email and poem; I am very touched. I wish you would’ve sent a photo with your email because I get weary with not knowing the person behind the words in the Matrix communications. Sigh.Perhaps we can exchange snail mail? I would love to receive a handwritten letter from my Great Grand Parent’s homeland–POLAND! Did you know that my maiden name is “PIATEK”. (Piontek) My father’s, father’s parents came over on a big ship at the turn of the last century. They were from a town called Piatkowa.Your poem has moved me deeply and has me wondering about your soul. There have been others besides your friends who have thought I am a witch. And I will admit that there have been times when I’ve been attracted to the ways of my other roots–my Celtic bloodlines via my father’s Scottish mother and my mother’s Irish blood–but I have never found paganism to feed the soul like Judaism, Torah and prayer directly to God himself.I would like to know more about you! Where do you live? How old are you? What do you do for work? Are your parents or grandparents survivors of the Shoah? Two of my closest friends here in the states and in Canada, are second generation survivors. You might say that I am rather obsessed with the holocaust and it’s history.On another note, please tell me how I might make you feel better? Are things chaotic in your part of the world, like here in the states and elsewhere? What a dark age we live in, yes?It would be fun to be your pen-pal and discuss more deeply the matter of redemption from Jerusalem. I too ponder much on this subject.Blessings, love & light~MUAH!xoxoxShoshana
“The LORD liveth; and blessed be my rock; and let the God of my salvation be exalted.”
“Be wild; that is how to clear the river. The river does not flow in polluted, we manage that. The river does not dry up, we block it. If we want to allow it its freedom, we have to allow our ideational lives to be let loose, to stream, letting anything come, initially censoring nothing. That is creative life. It is made up of divine paradox. To create one must be willing to be stone stupid, to sit upon a throne on top of a jackass and spill rubies from one’s mouth. Then the river will flow, then we can stand in the stream of it raining down.”
THE MOUNTAINS ODE TO MY FRIENDS
If ever you find
All you’ve built is a joke
When all you can do
Is sit, cry & toke
And if ever in life
Your world crashes down
Then smiles, they leave you
Only to frown
Please, remember us
When you crave some fresh air
Blending greens with our hope
Please don’t think about only
Your fine, fragrant dope
But remember us
We’re here in the sunshine
We’re here in the rain
Your steady, big brothers
To relieve all your pain
Oh please, remember us