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lehua, and plumeria trees in Hawai'i and moss-bewhiskered magnolias in Florida. I have hiked in the Sierras, in the Rockies,
in Sedona, Arizona, in the Great Smokey Mountains. When my mother passed away, my yoga teacher and I backpacked her
body's pastel-colored ashes in a cardboard box 14,000 feet to Upper Lamarck Lake, reverently burying them on an island in
the middle of a river surrounded by virgin forest.

My loving soul, and my deep relationship with God, on this earth plane, are directly related to my gratitude for green
growing things, especially pine, spruce, and fir trees. As an adolescent, I used to climb out my bedroom window to sit and
read poetry in the branches of a Norway pine that grew politely beside the house. I often teetered along the top of the fence
to visit a magnificent weeping willow in a neighbor's adjoining yard. I have hugged a number of trees out of reverent delight
in their patience, virtue and mastery of beauty. I have searched out the secret silent places in the giant bamboo forests of
Hawai'i. I have always, always, as far back as I can remember, loved trees, and I have actually seen a Magnolia hamadryad
and a Desert Palm Tree dryad. They do live here and sometimes show themselves.
Please save them from devastation from global warming, harvesting without replanting, and insect hordes."

"...I had one foot in the physical world and one foot in the heavens. I became familiar with the "inner planes". I continued
to remember previous lives, remembered the plane I lived on before this incarnation, and why I chose to incarnate. I was
contacted by my trusty and helpful guides, by the Master Jesus
and Lady Mary, by the Master Djwal Khul, by Lady Quan Yin, by the Lady Isis and Horus, by Apollo, Aphrodite, Zeus,
Hermes, and Pluto, by angels and archangels, and by departed spirits (which was fascinating, although sometimes
scary). I had a multi-dimensional near-death experience that taught me what is waiting for me when I finally do pass on,
so I no longer worry about what might happen. I found myself going over my astrological studies and narrative research,
making notes and many revisions that would later become the foundation for a book about how astrology works.

3. As progressed Mercury became stationary and prepared to go direct, subtle shifts in perception began to happen. I
found myself working on the astrology book and realizing it is coming together nicely and is informative and interesting.
I was approached by a pretty good publisher (and am still taking offers). I heard from an old friend who lived in Nepal,
Tibet and India and worked near the Dalai Lama with whom I had been out of
touch. I started this web page/blog. I suddenly and surprisingly became interested in studying the astrology of politics,
which I had previously avoided like the plague (partially connected with Moon p conjunct Midheaven r in Aquarius). I
began writing to my Representatives, to Senators and Congresspersons, and to the Governor, about world peace
initiatives, the U.S. Department of Peace Bill, and the plight of the homeless. My correspondence increased."

My wish that my health will improve has had some results - although it is still touch and go sometimes. Mercury is
opening up new doors for me, including nutrition and detoxification. And, I will continue to keep you informed of the
changes through the mailings. (If you would like to join the mailing list let me know at Timesmithing.)

Love, Light, Peace, Joy, Abundance and a Cool, Green Earth!

Misty Day, C.A.P.

"I grew up in the city, among man-made things not always conducive to well-being, where the most important thing in my
subjective life, next to books and language, was green growing things. I went to Golden Gate Park regularly, communing with
nature as often as possible. My mother was wise enough to know I had that kind of temperament and took me on road trips to
explore nature's beauty up and down the coast from SoCal to Washington, across the continent to New York, across Canada to
Montreal and back (in the midst of the heaviest blizzard that tree-blessed Canada had seen in 14 years). I later discovered the
tropics, drinking in long-fingered pines,