Friday, March 29, 2013

open doors

enter and exit safe, the only dance there is on  planet emily i rule. allowance, permission, i can draw a line but i don't need to. marcia she is packing up and selliing her house. she made a pagan basket and took nadia to the movies, then nadia came with us to open mic, it was packed.  i was inspired to practice something like a poem or song but there is so much noise. that right there sounds like a song. who am i originally before responding? where is my bubble ?  i have to fight for the dream to be brought to light,
then saturday was brett's party. always missing the most beautiful thing within by looking without.  easter sunday at mona's and next time i want her to record us at open mic.

Saturday, March 16, 2013

spring break egg hunt


fear is silly. observe with love. we leave the body but never die. beginning middle and end until you break your own chains. the world changes with a  clean house and clean mind. we had nadia with us at mona's. nadia borrowed a book.

mama turtle comes out of the ocean to lay eggs, leaving them on their own. by questioning all, it is only i that can find the pearl the kernel the first cause the intention the yearning drive passion urge clinging spiral. bring a higher hidden meaning to each passing moment/ its infinite loop is a current that moves through me. we met jeremiah's mom and she is really cool. there are so many choices and universes to focus in on. i am making space for my own magic while dancing along in the circle too
then came  pattys day. we went to john and brandy's and they were hung over from an acid trip. marc grilled chicken and hot dogs and nadia watched ghostbusters 2. then we hauled ass out of there. unconditional love and gratitude for all!

Thursday, March 14, 2013

tree of life

ishtar easter spring.those closest to me are there to love.  thoughts in bubbles for manifesting good. butterflies and bees. the thought of being alone created Love. points and lines i spin and create a door or gate. clockwise sacred spiral outward and inward.  the trunk moves backwards and the roots are at the top. good roots give sweet fruits. mona showed us her tarot deck. i drew the blank mirror with all possibilities. they were all backwards. i am on the outside of every door. i open it without knowing, but intuition. i thought about being 16 and going on 32. wow. totally open and excited and scared but going out on a limb with the fear. ask how much i can influence and create and hold and attract beautiful things.it all depends on how you frame it.  it was a half day.

Saturday, March 9, 2013

book of the dead


how to build a home? choose your neighbors wisely.gaurd your gate. clothes and dishes then read write listen sing.with joy. mix and match, 6  senses 7 chakras   .imagine the fountain of youth, inner child. choose family first.to make space for others put your opinions aside about the world unless it builds a bridge.as my mom said she saw a rainbow when i was born. i connect to my inner light and see.. if you neglect this work your other endeavors will fail. there are teachers everywhere.  they will come to you when you give off the scent, thus themselves and unity.the circle, it's who you know. trees grow slowly from the ground up.. be present. be patient and let go.  trim memories and plant seeds. right in front of you. working in the now does not mean we need to see results now. your power and your story has no end.all that is buried blooms again. within the fertile garden of the heart shined on by the eyes' light.

the moon is safe for distant secrets and watching from afar.The hidden rose is found by scent or thorn. some dig through the topsoil. there is more to see and know but only by action not by thought and word. the longest i lived in one place was with Kamal in Gardena. I was strong in faith in Allah but not yet in myself. Before that was 2.5 years at Tall Trees.I wwas coming out of my shell because of the familiar enviornment.   2 years in black mountain When I left the mountains for the city I was a hippie goth, rebellious and distant from my mom. I still hadn't realized how beautiful and special I was. When I was still in High School I got back in touch with Grandma Decker, and grew distant from my best friend of 6 years Nadine. light is the illusion of no darkness. 

in is out and out is in. all about pisces moon. slow and steady lighten your load. my mom was at work today so couldn't come to rosemary's for their birthdays, that's more what i am used to. Rosemary gave nadia marc's old art box.we got water and marc made taters. then we hung out with mona. it's great to hear her talk about the unseen. i don't care if i am alone or not we're all one. stay rooted to stand. it  doesnt have to show. through the spiral you return to you. never die, you keep traveling. you are the act of creation, always new.