Category: Cancer

Cancer – Leave me be, with all my insecurities

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Leave me be, with all my insecurities

Leave me be, shy, silent and insecure

Love is with me, leave me be

Let me be afraid, weak and restless
Let me disillusioned, lost
Let me not know

Let me be wrong when everybody else is right
Let me not be ashamed if I lose fight after fight

Let me be down on the ground, beaten by the cruelty of life
Don’t pick me up, don’t try to help
Just throw away your knife

Don’t make another cut
When you see I am not strong
Love is with me, leave me be, it won’t take long

I need to cherish those moments
When I felt humiliated, ruined, rejected
Love is with me, leave me be, I am divinely guided and protected

I need to be someone you are not
Someone you never want to become
Love is with me, leave me be, it’s my madness, you can run

Love is with me, leave me be
In this darknes, in my madness, in this hell

Love is with me, leave me be

And all will be well

Love letter from Cancer – I want that kind, childlike love

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You say I am a childish believer
In an overly sweet, candy type of love

But if you said my hair resembles gold
And my lips look like they taste of wine

Maybe I would be kissing you now
And call your strong hands mine

Instead you pretend…

That my presence doesn’t remind you
Of that innocent, childlike love

And you choose to be ashamed

But our childlike nature is a gift
As is our ability to love
To play
To be sweet
To be kind

So, maybe…
I could change your mind?

Maybe you can open up
And let that sweetness flow
Maybe you can say a few kind words
And see my face start to glow

Bacause all I wait for
Are moments of kindness

Moments of sweetness
Moments of innocence
Moments of pure, liberating love

So come to me
When you see that all that shame and shyness make no sense

Come to me when you are ready
For this innocent, pure, childlike love

For sweetness
That is locked in my lips

For gentleness
That I carry in my hands

Work with Cancer – Our Ancestors

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Are you familiar with your family tree? Do you know your roots? Do you understand those that came before you and gave you life? Your Mother and Father, your Grandmothers and Grandfathers, and so on? Do you see a pattern in your Family line? What experiences are repeating themselves in your Family line? Are you using the knowledge of your ancestors to better your life? Do memories of your ancestors inspire you to do better? To bring more awareness into your existence?

These are the questions of Cancer. This Water sign can be a portal to other times and dimensions where your Family awaits you. This is your small, immediate Family in the Web of All life. You are connected to all that is, but you still have a small fraction of that web that you call Family. They are your own, you are made of them, they will be made of you. A small whirlpool with such power of attraction. No matter where you are, no matter when you are, you will always be pulled back to your Family.

Do you know? Who your Family is? Do they live now? Do they live on this Planet? Or will you have to use the portal of Cancer to contact them in times different than these, on Planets never seen before?

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Understand Cancer – Family, Home, Emotion

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Family

Everybody needs family, to feel wanted, nurtured, safe, loved. The motivation of Cancer is to find such an emotional anchor. Sometimes, we will find Family in the unlikeliest of Souls, but our Hearts will tell us loud and clear where we belong.

Here, a fawn adoption in process…

 

Emotion

You are Me and I am You, but sometimes I get on my own nerves.

Cats are territorial and so are we when it comes to our energy field. We don’t like when our boundaries are being crossed, but in Cancer we experiment with who we let in, what we let out. We open up the borders of our Universe for the energy of others to enter, and only when we take them in, we can decide if we want to spit them out.

 

It can be messy sometimes. It is the process of I need you, but don’t fucking touch me. I want to feel what you feel like, but don’t come and overwhelm me with your energy. I will open up the gates of my home to you, but don’t steal my house. Don’t make me your possession just because I took a taste of you.

Just like with food, we need to try. We need to taste and then see how it sits in our stomach. The knowing is not immediate, it takes time for us to experience the energy so then we can make our final judgement.

Do I want your energy or not.

Do I want to take you in, or do I want to spit you out.

Rak i njegovi kardinalni prijatelji…

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Dosta je. Dosta je negiranja svega što je Žensko, Osjetljivo, Nježno, Osjećajno, Tiho, Njegujuće.

Dosta je vaših Lažnih Lica kojima se dodvoravate društvu, dok u srcu osjećate nešto drugačije, imate neku drugu Potrebu.

Dosta je prešućivanja vlastitih Potreba, dosta je Sramežljivosti i Plahosti. Vrijeme je da se društvene strukture protrese Emocijom, da progovore glasovi onih koji ovo Društvo čine.

Vrijeme je da budemo nezadovoljni onime što smo stvorili, da cendramo, vrištimo, plačemo, padamo u nesvijest od očaja, pa da se temelji dotrajalih zdanja uruše od naše tuge i našeg razočaranja.

Vrijeme je da slušamo jedni druge, da pričamo o našim povrijeđenostima, bolima, sramotama, da priznamo jedni drugima ono što smatramo da su bile greške, da se izljubimo, izgrlimo, pružimo si potporu i krenemo dalje.

Da krenemo dalje sa sjećanjem na ono najgore sa mišlju ‘Ne ponovilo se nikad’, da hrabro trpimo uspomene na gorke dane da ne bi zastranili, pa da umjesto nečeg novog ne izgradimo opet istu nezamislivo blesavu priču.

Držimo se svoje boli grčevito, da nam bude putokaz, da nas podsjeti kuda ne ići, kuda ne skrenuti.

Primimo svoje suze kao jedini lijek, jedinu pomoć na tom dugačkom, mukotrpnom putu prema visinama, prema Dostojanstvu, prema Integritetu, prema Samodostatnosti.

Da na kraju puta stojimo sami u visinama i gledamo rijeku naših isplakanih suza kako poji druge duše u nevolji, kako im donosi olakšanje, okrepu, izliječenje.

Da na kraju puta stojimo sami i shvatimo – i za druge se isplatilo živjeti.