May is my favorite month. I 'm a Taurus and proud of it. I'm so Taurus- five planets in Taurus. To many, that might mean I'm stubborn. I like to think of myself as cautious or slow to change. I can and do change. Recently, I have had a major change of heart about Indian food. I had some unpleasant Indian food experiences when I was young and decided I did not like the spices. Well in the last 3 months, I have done a one eighty and now I am loving Indian food. I mentioned Chana Masala ( Chickpea stew) in my last entry. Tonight I finally made a fantastic mango lassi ( yogurt drink) after three attempts . Mango lassi is a nice love drink. Made with fresh mango & cardamon, I added a dash of Vanilla extract. I also used the plain lassi (base drink) from Trader Joes. Add some sugar and blend for 30 seconds. My next step is going to making homemade chutneys. After years- no make that decades of fearing the idea of gardening, have finally started a tiny herb garden. I 'm always buying basil and it is time for me to grow my own.
After seeing the Korean film POETRY last month ( twice), I started thinking about writing poetry again. A week later I saw a notice at one of the libraries in my area for a poetry slam. In my personal life, I'm dealing with a few people with whom I'm having serious communication problems. I guess I could write yet another letter to the Universe and offer it up as a prayer. Since my art comes from my life and personal experiences, I decided that I was going to write poems instead. I also wrote a poem about my relationship with sugar ( a very dysfunctional one). The event was video taped and is on the internet so there is no point in me hiding what I wrote. My purpose for attending and participating in the poetry slam was to speak my truth out loud and release the pent- up feelings that have festered because I cannot communicate with certain people. I look at the poetry reading as public purging of my personal demons. This is my personal journey with Pluto at the moment. It is all about communication; writing and speaking my truth as a way to step into the light from the darkness. More therapy- awesome! The healing journey continues. Therapy and I get fame too. Definitely a win-win situation ( ha,ha).
It is obvious that I love films ( movies). I like to think it may be for this secret I 'm about to reveal ( although I don't think there really is a correlation) . My paternal grandmother ( whom I named after and died of breast cancer two years before I was born), had someone who was madly in love with her and wanted to marry her. The person was Louis B. Mayer ( before he moved out to California). My grandmother didn't marry him but married my grandfather instead. My grandfather was a French and Spanish teacher at Dewitt Clinton High School in the Bronx. When he passed away in 1974 from a brain tumor, they dedicated a wing of the school in his name. I interacted with my grandfather a few times when I was young. In my opinion, he resembled Louis B. Mayer. Interesting. Speaking of the film industry, I loved the HBO documentary HIS WAY about legendary film producer Jerry Weintraub. The best part of the documentary was the shocking twist about his love life. Mr. Weintraub is a great salesman but his greatest score is definitely his love life. He may be the envy of most men in America. After seeing the documentary I ran to google Mr. Weintraub and find out his astrological sign. He's a Libra so he is naturally very charming and graceful. Libra, an air sign have the gift of gab.
For the following original poems by me here is an Artistic Disclaimer from me, Katie Pfeiffer :
Any resemblance, likeness or similarity to any real or living person or persons is purely coincidental
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GROUNDHOG DAY
Groundhog day
At the post office
Cupid is in the air
Unseen
I feel him
Cinnamon infused
Body,breath & hair
Yet something’s amiss
Squirrels dance in my tummy
I walk out,
Crash into you
My head
Your chest
Here you are
The Karma King
Reawakened
King of Cups & Hearts
Cancer man
Broad shoulders
Brown eyes
Hold my hand
Not a handshake
An electric shock
Pulsates
Thru my body
Angels,flowers and hearts
Swirl around your head
Confused
I unintentionally
Spit on you
Groundhog Day
Just like the movie
Obviously our karma
Isn’t finished
Round & round we go
What’s the lesson?
Still don’t know.
——Katie Pfeiffer
4/21/2011
Copyright 2011 Katie Pfeiffer All Rights Reserved
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SUGAR
Sugar you are not my friend
You tease and taunt me
Seduce my tastebuds
You promise me energy
But I always end up crashing
Fill me with dreams
But I’m left with empty calories
and body fat
Sugar I love you
Why are you so cruel?
You mess with mind
Appear in many guises
Pastel colors & pretty packages
You lie still
Wait for me
You know I’m weak
Especially during that
time of the month
You know I crave you
You’ve got the power
Chocolate crunchy
Creamy smooth
You are everywhere
but you are nothing
I’m addicted to you
Sugar, you Devil
Why can’t you just
leave me in peace?
I’ve tried so many times
to end our relationship
but I keep coming back
———Katie Pfeiffer
April 20, 2011
Copyright 2011 Katie Pfeiffer All Rights Reserved