June’s Strawberry Moon

strawberry moon

The month of June’s Full Moon’s name is the Full Strawberry Moon. It got its name because the Algonquin tribes knew it as a signal to gather ripening fruit.

Here are my strawberry-moon-ripening-fruit offerings:

I let go of weeds.

I let go of “doing it wrong”.

I let go of sourness.

I cultivate sweetness.

I cultivate softness.

I cultivate juiciness.

Your turn.
Liza Fernandez

making movies be like…

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Sweating through shirts!

Hitting the pillow at 2am

Laughing through tears!

Canned food for breakfast.

Worn out keyboard!

Facing your fears, Every. Moment.

Hearing NO and doing it anyway!

Listening to “Onto The Next One” by Jay Z, on repeat

Talking about the equipment list with the door open as you pee!

Zoom meetings over Zoom meetings over Zoom meetings

Feeling like a baby is birthing all day, every day!

Using creative inventions when resources are for naught

Saying thank you, a zillion times, to everyone who’s said, “Yes, I’ll be there.”

Meeting minutes, agenda items, tasks, due dates, reminders, alerts, on repeat!

Being swung around by Creativity, as we dance at the edge of a mountain

Looking at the dog and remember we’re still loved!

Exhilaration, x 10.

faith

Beatles: Eight Days A Week

“We had to have faith in each other.”

We grew up quickly
Shot through the air like a canon ball
Yet, beware!, they said
All canon balls fall, they warned.
I see them
Those, down there, waiting for your collapse.
“Today is the day,” they said.

How do you stay creative?
Whether it’s the world offered to you on a silver spoon
Or,
In the thick of life’s drudgery,
Where monotony and struggle are your best friends
And
Spoons are only bought from Salvation Army.
Either one —
One must decide to stay creative.
Cuz both worlds choke.

“We had to have faith in each other.”

It can be so emotional
It’s such a universal feeling.
The bigger picture of the bigger Self being revealed.
We must keep the faith.
Get back in the creative zone and do it, even if it sucks.
Why?
Cuz everyone is saying not to
And a crowd of “Who cares?” are waiting for your fire to dim out.
Cuz, they say,
“It will not happen today.”

Nope.
Not today.

who cares

Who gives a fuck?
What for?
What experience do you seek?
It’s been too long.
There’s a gap.
You’re on the other side of it.

Really? Why?
Move on.
You’re late.
You never arrived.
Everything everyone says is true.
Listen to them.

Stop while you’re ahead.
The market is saturated.
Oh my god, there you go again.
Let it go.
That’s not you.

It was a stupid idea, anyway.
It didn’t have legs.
You’re not ready.
That someone else’s idea, that’s already happened.

Forgot that shit, let’s do something fun.
Let’s go out.
Let’s go get a drink.
I wanna binge watch that show.
You have to come with me.
This is better.

egg, or full pink moon

april full moon

What is April’s Full Moon?

This name came from the herb moss pink, or wild ground phlox, which is one of the earliest widespread flowers of the spring. Other names for this month’s celestial body include the Full Sprouting Grass Moon, the Egg Moon, and among coastal tribes the Full Fish Moon, because this was the time that the shad swam upstream to spawn.

Here are my Egg Moon offerings:

I let go of getting it all done.

I let go gripping the path.

I let go wrinkled shirts that need to be ironed.

I cultivate trust.

I cultivate honoring ebb and flow.

I cultivate creative magnets.

Your turn.
Liza Fernandez

more | less

more | less

More books
Less selfies.

More voluntary hardship
Less decadence.

More tea (with hemp milk)
Less white sugar.

More stop n’ think
Less impulse.

More space (inside)
Less fallacy.

More joy
Less gripe.

More family
Less isolation.

More phone calls
Less texts.

More honesty
Less honesty.

More you (the real you)
Less me.
Liza Fernandez

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peru shoe

My set of keys:

At the center, is a single miniature shoe from Peru with traditional Peruvian colors. I had been trying to find a keychain for the longest time. I went to so many thrift stores sifting to find the perfect one. My partner said to wait, let the right one come to you. Ah, the story of my life. Well, when I least expected it, it arrived. My friend Lauren gave it to me when she visited Peru last year. Or was it the year before? It’s cute, it’s simple, it brings a smile to my face.

My friendship with Lauren is pretty unexpected too. We were workmates and had to handle a challenging project that required lots of time together. I believe if I can like you through the stressful times, I’ll like you forever. And that’s what happened. She’s a giver and every time she visits anywhere, she returns with symbolic gifts for her workmates. I mean, workmates? Who does that? She teaches me generosity and to slow down, to not eat so fast.

I have new keys to an apartment that’s very new to me still. We live by the beach in a 2 bedroom apartment that hugs similar apartments off a busy main road. It’s simple, cosy and at the same time quite modern. These keys are new to me. I don’t have a connection with them yet, and still, they’re the object I tend to hold the most besides my phone. There’s a mail key, apartment key, and a gate key. I have a weird lock-type silver key I have no idea where it belongs, but that’s there too.

These keys remind me to familiarize myself with the new Now. To enjoy the newness of this chapter, to stay curious, to explore, to learn as I warm up to the keys, the apartment, the neighbors, the drive.

What’s on your key chain?