Colour Therapy for moi...

• Melissi is a friend of mine in Stanford. She is originally from the UK and is a colour therapist with her own business Colourworks. I was introduced to her by Aveline, a red-headed angel if ever I met one! When I first got to know her husband, Tom, he simply said, oh, I see you are also a witch... The energy connection between us was obvious and apparent, right from the start. Their horses... well, that's another story altogether, suffice to say it was an honour and a priviledge!
• Recently Allanize Mouton, of Village Life photographic fame, asked me to dance & model for a portrait in her new coffee table book. She is putting together a collection of Stanford's history and present village life. This photograph is from the first photo shoot at the historic Barn on the Bend. Annalize, thank you, it is most certainly a priviledge and also fills me with excitement. I am really looking forward to seeing the results of our recent photo shoot at Rooibos House.

I played with the hues and saturation effects in Macromedia Fireworks because, today, this is how I like to see myself... perhaps Melissi can explain the colour interpretations?

Vulnerability: today, tomorrow, together...

Today you said you saw my video... but it was a little early in the morning - you'd rather like to watch it later. Your other comment about us being able to make a lot of money with it... It is my Unplanned Sunshine gift to you - I would like to think priceless! An experience akin to seeing our Cape Eagle Owls doing it in our Oak Grove under the light of the silvery moon on Sunday 1 July. The late Brenda Castle's birthday and the late Lady Diana's birthday.

The Lovers card affirms my alter ego is a port key to a Soul Mate or deal, whose superpower is compatibility in the midst of reconciling dichotomy to interconnect as a whole new entity or 'color.' To be or not to be: at ultimatum or rival tensions mounting, negotiating acceptable trade-offs validates our unique perspectives to reflect what each lacks for a balanced voice of truce. When we're together I'm beside myself, so I concede mutual vested interest, incentive or opportunity to my other half for valued consideration. For only by the power of self-respect in reciprocal vulnerability, need and compassion do 'me and thee consummate we.' The rest is all a dance on the sidelines of Cinderella Pandering or prohibition, or around a Bermuda Triangle of bottom line temptation to cheat by provocation, promiscuity, or shame. But here at the gate of impasse, I still have a choice and my pride.