green corn moon

August Green Corn Moon

Some Native American tribes called the August Moon the “Sturgeon Moon” because they knew that the sturgeon of the Great Lakes and Lake Champlain were most readily caught during this Full Moon. They also called August’s Moon the “Full Green Corn Moon.”

Ok, Green Corn Moon, here goes:

I let go of anxiety.

I let go of perfection.

I let go of force.

I cultivate trust.

I cultivate purpose.

I cultivate facing those demons.

Your turn.
Liza Fernandez

a whisper

Going Down Short Film

This is us.
Artists, exhaustively keeping the dream alive.
Alive. A life.
We whisper, “This film has life.”

This is tremendous preparation.
This is sleepless nights, juggling balls in air (do not drop), taking the first step into mystery.

Light candles for the Creative Gods.
Say thanks every day.
Sun up or down, do something that scares the living shit outta you.
Thank your skilled Giants.

If I have seen further than others, it is by standing upon the shoulders of giants.
– Sir. Isaac Newton

animals

549141_642796145737726_801949160_n.jpgIt’s like the zoo when we watch animals.
Observing their natural behavior, well, as natural as you can get in a zoo.
She’s beautiful.
Fit, pleasant to look at.
She arouses.

Saturday morning
And I know what she must be thinking.
It’s swirling in her head like thick butter.
The, “Why did I do that?!” to the, “Well, that’s me.”
Yup, you’re right.
And we are all watching.
You gave us no other choice.

She’s not malicious.
She’s not intentionally doing it.
It’s in her nature.
Like an animal.

I imagine her sending texts to everyone, “Thank you soooooo much!!!!”
Too many ooooooo and too many “!!!!!”
Too many and yet not enough to cleanse away that… hiccup? Step back? Mistake?

Life goes on, habits play out, the story hasn’t ended.
All in natural form.
Like animals in a zoo.

see what happens next

two-men-sitting-on-a-scaffold-overlooking-manhattan-nat-herz.jpg

A: Five years, man.

B: I get it.

A: My longest job ever.

B: I’ve never stuck around anywhere for 5 years.

A: You see what I mean?

B: Yeah dude.

A: I’m feeling things.

A: There’s, like, space now. Inside.

B: Uh-huh.

A: Like. I don’t know what’s coming next. And that scares me.

B: Maybe you don’t have to.

A: Do what?

B: Do something.

A: Yeah. But. Nothing’ll come otherwise. I’ll be forgotten.

B [laughs]: Says who?

A: Me.

B [laughs]: Who’ll forget you?

A: Everyone.

B: No one remembers you now, dude!

A: Shuttup.

[B laughs]

B: Space is good, man. Don’t fill it just ‘cuz. See what happens next.

FADE OUT.

July full buck moon

full buck moon

The Full Moons have descriptive names that come from Native Americans and Colonial Americans who used the Full Moons as a sort of calendar to keep track of the seasons.
July is the month of the Full Buck Moon. At this time, a buck’s antlers are in full growth mode. This Full Moon was also known as the Thunder Moon because thunderstorms are so frequent during this month.

Ok, Buck Moon, here goes:

I let go of rigidness.

I let go of absolute certainty.

I let go of natural diasters out of my control.

I cultivate celebrating the Unknown.

I cultivate resilience.

I cultivate embracing the journey.

Your turn.
Liza Fernandez

shapeshifter

Hourglass Shapeshifter

I’ve been waiting for what feels like, days.
How time is eternal, and what a shape-shifter.
Did I hurt you?
Was it bad timing?
Do you hate me?
Has all of this time become for naught?

I wait.
You on my mind. All day.
My heart is in anticipation.
Making up a multitude of endings.
She will say this.
No, she will yell.
No, she will ignore me forever.

You have carved your name on these last 5 years.
Five years…
The longest I’ve ever had.
I hope it hurts.
I hope I’ve made a dent.
I hope you tear up like I did.

An hour glass.
Delicate. Smash. Cut.
Hold me.
I am afraid.
I am excited.
I am waiting for this chapter to end.
Please be Grace. Please be Glorious.