Monday, January 30, 2012
How to protect your energy
I love this woman and her techniques are very simple and powerful. Her name is Anne Jones.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Yoga - Vancouver City
This model is exhausted. She says "Stop this materialism, enough already! I've been shopping
for 27 years and I'm still not happy. No more sale items, please!"
Saturday, January 28, 2012
2012 - The year to take control of emotions
The way to get energy, is not from other people. The way to release it, is not through others either.
I have been fortunate enough in the last year to have been exposed to a way of releasing the build up of
tension without needing to take it out on others. I have also been able to continously renew my energy source without getting it from anywhere outside of myself.
If you would like to talk more about it, contact me.
Clarity
I have been fortunate enough in the last year to have been exposed to a way of releasing the build up of
tension without needing to take it out on others. I have also been able to continously renew my energy source without getting it from anywhere outside of myself.
If you would like to talk more about it, contact me.
Clarity
A short Spiritual Film - by Clarity West & Jonah West
"From the Inside Out"
Written and Directed by Clarity West and Jonah West
A project of passion, two years in the making,
a beautiful collaboration by my brother/artist Jonah West and I.
Best watched on Youtube in fullscreen in 720HD. (Quality can be changed from the little wheel on bottom right of Youtube player window.
Sit back and enjoy!
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
modern day madness
I was at the YMCA gym today running on the treadmill . The screen on the treadmill showed a little red marker, which was me, climbing up a steep mountain . My actual view from the treadmill was a window, facing a large concrete wall on Burard street?
Less than six months ago, I was living on a beautiful mountainside in the Philippines, right on the ocean. Now, here I am, running indoors on a treadmill facing a concrete wall on a grey, Wednesday afternoon in January. To say the least, I have been having a really hard time these past few days. Photos, documents, clothes from my life in the Philippines, all needed to be sorted through yesterday. I can feel a tightness in my throat right now. I received an e-mail from while in the change room getting ready. It was something I was not prepared to hear. After only one day of feeling ok about my life here, things were not going well. My jogging on the treadmill, after that e-mail must have seemed borderline obsessive. I imagined I must have appeared like some weight obsessed teenage girl desperately trying to shed some pounds. I thought if I ran hard, I could just run away.
Last night I had a dream I was looking for my apartment and I couldn't remember where it was amongst thousands of them, all lined up and looking exactly the same. I had two bags I had to deliver there and while looking for the right door, I put the bags down and then couldn't remember where. When I finally found the apartment, I remembered I had placed the key on the bag. It was a disaster and I kept waking up, feeling really uneasy.
Less than six months ago, I was living on a beautiful mountainside in the Philippines, right on the ocean. Now, here I am, running indoors on a treadmill facing a concrete wall on a grey, Wednesday afternoon in January. To say the least, I have been having a really hard time these past few days. Photos, documents, clothes from my life in the Philippines, all needed to be sorted through yesterday. I can feel a tightness in my throat right now. I received an e-mail from while in the change room getting ready. It was something I was not prepared to hear. After only one day of feeling ok about my life here, things were not going well. My jogging on the treadmill, after that e-mail must have seemed borderline obsessive. I imagined I must have appeared like some weight obsessed teenage girl desperately trying to shed some pounds. I thought if I ran hard, I could just run away.
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| Me looking into infinity, El Nido, Philippines |
Last night I had a dream I was looking for my apartment and I couldn't remember where it was amongst thousands of them, all lined up and looking exactly the same. I had two bags I had to deliver there and while looking for the right door, I put the bags down and then couldn't remember where. When I finally found the apartment, I remembered I had placed the key on the bag. It was a disaster and I kept waking up, feeling really uneasy.
Monday, January 23, 2012
winter reflections
I really want to write but I feel like hibernating lately. I really want to read books about business
and marketing, but I just feel like watching a movie and sleeping. I want to eat healthy but chocolate chip cookies just taste so good for breakfast. This doesn't even sound like me? Just a month ago I was like the gluten-free, sugar free, vegan police. Tonight I made lamb soup and ate a box of cookies for breakfast. I just felt like it. It was weird seeing blood and cooking with it, you know, my food has never had blood on it before. I was pretty much raised vegetarian except my dad would occasionally cook up a steak for a high dose of protein. I feel that Arizona balanced me out tremendously, it brough me back to earth.
Taking out the garbage today and making dinner, I realized that all these years, I never really wanted to be here. I didn't want to be from "here". The only world that interrested me was the spirit world and being alive just seemed like the shadow side or the thing I had to do before I could return back. But this, this is it, for this moment, this is it. I am here, I am alive and work, and taking out the garbage and eating lamb stew, is all part of it. Talking, being with people, paying my cell phone bill, finding a place to live, starting a business, all things that being alive means. It means I am privileged to do those things. Fuck, I could be in a wheelchair, I could be deaf or blind or dumb or fucking dead. But I am live, I AM ALIVE. I had a writing contract for this script, it was pretty dark. There is some pretty messed up things going on out there in the world, and I can't even deny that anymore. It's not all about the roses and the little soft baby ducks, there is a dark side. And hat dark side brings us closer to the light or maybe it just makes us see it more clearly. I mean when you see the light, you really just want to be in the light, but the sun always sets, every night and maybe I can enjoy moonlight just as much as sun. Do you understand what I'm getting at? Well, I'm not tooo sure either and maybe it's the lamb speaking, I'm not really sure.
and marketing, but I just feel like watching a movie and sleeping. I want to eat healthy but chocolate chip cookies just taste so good for breakfast. This doesn't even sound like me? Just a month ago I was like the gluten-free, sugar free, vegan police. Tonight I made lamb soup and ate a box of cookies for breakfast. I just felt like it. It was weird seeing blood and cooking with it, you know, my food has never had blood on it before. I was pretty much raised vegetarian except my dad would occasionally cook up a steak for a high dose of protein. I feel that Arizona balanced me out tremendously, it brough me back to earth.
Taking out the garbage today and making dinner, I realized that all these years, I never really wanted to be here. I didn't want to be from "here". The only world that interrested me was the spirit world and being alive just seemed like the shadow side or the thing I had to do before I could return back. But this, this is it, for this moment, this is it. I am here, I am alive and work, and taking out the garbage and eating lamb stew, is all part of it. Talking, being with people, paying my cell phone bill, finding a place to live, starting a business, all things that being alive means. It means I am privileged to do those things. Fuck, I could be in a wheelchair, I could be deaf or blind or dumb or fucking dead. But I am live, I AM ALIVE. I had a writing contract for this script, it was pretty dark. There is some pretty messed up things going on out there in the world, and I can't even deny that anymore. It's not all about the roses and the little soft baby ducks, there is a dark side. And hat dark side brings us closer to the light or maybe it just makes us see it more clearly. I mean when you see the light, you really just want to be in the light, but the sun always sets, every night and maybe I can enjoy moonlight just as much as sun. Do you understand what I'm getting at? Well, I'm not tooo sure either and maybe it's the lamb speaking, I'm not really sure.
Native American Church
"You don't see us going into white people's churches and telling them they need a license to carry a Bible". - Un-named
moving on
I am moving on
Moving on from people who want to complain about my spiritual music
I am moving on from people who want to complain about how things are always going wrong for them
I am moving on from judging other's in this moment because it always makes me judge myself, makes me feel judged.
I am moving on from feeling victimized from the unkind words and actions of others
I am choosing the high road. I am choosing happines, success and joy over being right in my own mind
that this world is unfair and some people are just really fucked up.
It's really interresting walking around in my own home feeling like my heart is closed,
like I need to be protected.
I feel like I am really acting like a victim now
Its time to reclaim myself
Why, why do I allow myself to continously fall into this trap with her.
Is it her, or is she just another excuse for me to continue this pattern of behavior.
I spent an entire weekend playing over in my head how unfairly I was treated.
I don't want to name names or point fingers, but I definitely felt attacked.
But who suffered? Her or I.
How many hours could I have spent focusing on positivity and giving back to myself
rather than feeling how hurt I had gotten.
Forgiving allows me to break free from the toxic cycle.
Not reacting when people say things unconsciously to be mean. Not reacting when people
say things, just say things that I perceive to be hurtful. Just listening and acting from a place of being in myself. Everytime I am reacting I am not myself, I am literally unconscious and I am in reaction mode.
I supposedly told her to shut the hell up and slammed the door but I don't even remember that?
I know I got upset because I was hurt.
When I get upset by something, do I automatically go unconscious.
Man, I really don't want to share this. It feels so personal and frightening.
Please don't judge me ok.
Moving on from people who want to complain about my spiritual music
I am moving on from people who want to complain about how things are always going wrong for them
I am moving on from judging other's in this moment because it always makes me judge myself, makes me feel judged.
I am moving on from feeling victimized from the unkind words and actions of others
I am choosing the high road. I am choosing happines, success and joy over being right in my own mind
that this world is unfair and some people are just really fucked up.
It's really interresting walking around in my own home feeling like my heart is closed,
like I need to be protected.
I feel like I am really acting like a victim now
Its time to reclaim myself
Why, why do I allow myself to continously fall into this trap with her.
Is it her, or is she just another excuse for me to continue this pattern of behavior.
I spent an entire weekend playing over in my head how unfairly I was treated.
I don't want to name names or point fingers, but I definitely felt attacked.
But who suffered? Her or I.
How many hours could I have spent focusing on positivity and giving back to myself
rather than feeling how hurt I had gotten.
Forgiving allows me to break free from the toxic cycle.
Not reacting when people say things unconsciously to be mean. Not reacting when people
say things, just say things that I perceive to be hurtful. Just listening and acting from a place of being in myself. Everytime I am reacting I am not myself, I am literally unconscious and I am in reaction mode.
I supposedly told her to shut the hell up and slammed the door but I don't even remember that?
I know I got upset because I was hurt.
When I get upset by something, do I automatically go unconscious.
Man, I really don't want to share this. It feels so personal and frightening.
Please don't judge me ok.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
early morning reflections
I was reflecting early this morning as I sat on my yoga mat in candlelight. I love this peaceful time early in the morning when I give myself permission to completely devote my attention inward to myself. When I wake up early, it gives me a few hours before the obligations to the world take the lead.
I was thinking about how I have been holding back sharing about my experience down in Arizona. Staying with a medicine man, a true medicine made me realize that the true saints, want to stay hidden, they want to stay in the background. A true medicine man is not seeking out being known, and he actually has to make effort to stay out of the public eye. When a true healer gets recongnized, everyone wants to meet him because we all need healing. Staying with a traditional Navajo medicine man and his wife, a medicine woman was an intense and unforgettable experience. He told me not to share what I learnt with people, unless it is in tidbits and I feel that it may be useful for them at this time. As a filmmaker and writer, you can imagine how difficult it was for me to not want to document every word he shared with me. Sometimes I would sneak off after a conversation and make some point form notes in my Iphone. He told me one time, "After you leave, I will look and know everything you write about me". So, although I hid my notes, I knew he already knew.
***I have had the honor over the past 4 years of spending small amounts of time around a few Native American Chiefs. One quality I have come to see they possess is the impeccable ability to read people.
This is a man who can look right through you the second he meets you. You can imagine how uncomfortable 10 days of this type of scrutiny and dissection could cause. But the growth and the strength that came from being fully exposed, is something I can never describe to you. I will begin to compile my notes and the few photos I was privileged enough to take and see what comes. Funny enough, my dad just dropped of Carlos Castanada's book: The teachings of Don Juan: A Yaqui way of knowledge. A classic book about a medicine man who teaches a young, curious apprentice about the Native ways and uses of medicinal plants.
In the last 3 years, since 2009 I have been exposed to a myriad of saints, sages, medicine people and enlightened spiritual teachers. I have been honored to have the excuse of a documentary film to be exposed to this frequency of energy. It finally dawned on me this morning, that for someone my age to have this type of exposure, there must be a very good reason. There is a divine hand at work here and everyday I pray for the guidance to tune into and trust that flow. I cannot express how being around these saints has changed my being. My old life seems like a distant memory from some forgettable old movie I saw years ago.
What could possibly be in store for this young, old woman of 27 and what kind of adventures await me on this new slate, just wiped clean....
I was thinking about how I have been holding back sharing about my experience down in Arizona. Staying with a medicine man, a true medicine made me realize that the true saints, want to stay hidden, they want to stay in the background. A true medicine man is not seeking out being known, and he actually has to make effort to stay out of the public eye. When a true healer gets recongnized, everyone wants to meet him because we all need healing. Staying with a traditional Navajo medicine man and his wife, a medicine woman was an intense and unforgettable experience. He told me not to share what I learnt with people, unless it is in tidbits and I feel that it may be useful for them at this time. As a filmmaker and writer, you can imagine how difficult it was for me to not want to document every word he shared with me. Sometimes I would sneak off after a conversation and make some point form notes in my Iphone. He told me one time, "After you leave, I will look and know everything you write about me". So, although I hid my notes, I knew he already knew.
***I have had the honor over the past 4 years of spending small amounts of time around a few Native American Chiefs. One quality I have come to see they possess is the impeccable ability to read people.
This is a man who can look right through you the second he meets you. You can imagine how uncomfortable 10 days of this type of scrutiny and dissection could cause. But the growth and the strength that came from being fully exposed, is something I can never describe to you. I will begin to compile my notes and the few photos I was privileged enough to take and see what comes. Funny enough, my dad just dropped of Carlos Castanada's book: The teachings of Don Juan: A Yaqui way of knowledge. A classic book about a medicine man who teaches a young, curious apprentice about the Native ways and uses of medicinal plants.
In the last 3 years, since 2009 I have been exposed to a myriad of saints, sages, medicine people and enlightened spiritual teachers. I have been honored to have the excuse of a documentary film to be exposed to this frequency of energy. It finally dawned on me this morning, that for someone my age to have this type of exposure, there must be a very good reason. There is a divine hand at work here and everyday I pray for the guidance to tune into and trust that flow. I cannot express how being around these saints has changed my being. My old life seems like a distant memory from some forgettable old movie I saw years ago.
What could possibly be in store for this young, old woman of 27 and what kind of adventures await me on this new slate, just wiped clean....
What is success?
People pay to be part of your energy.
People want to do business with someone who is grounded in their own unique energy and power.People pay to be around YOU, because you are being powerful being YOU.
People want to do business with someone who is grounded in their own unique energy and power.People pay to be around YOU, because you are being powerful being YOU.
Most people are afraid to truly be themselves because they feel they need to be someone else to be successful.When you are truly being YOU and centered in your own unique individuality and power, you cannot help but attract success.
It is so rare in this life that people are 1000% being themselves and those that are, are magnetically attractive. Wayne Dyer, Deepak Chopra, Eckart Tolle, Swami Kriyananda - all these people are completely unique in their expression, no matter how strange they may seem, people pay to be around these people. Why? Because they assist others in finding what they need right inside themselves. All the money, happiness, power, connection, love, joy, abundance, is all right within us from living in that state of being.You don't have to think or plan out a business strategy (well you do but that comes later) The first step is just to act from a place where you are being you. You act from happiness, joy, love and take steps spontaneously from that place of being. Business training and all of that is super important to have the tools in your belt, but it stems from how you are being when you are exercising those tools. Operating from a place of happiness and fullfilment will attract exactly that, more happiness and greater fulfillment.
I was telling my sister the other day that I was given some dietary advice from a monk who has meditated for thirty years. "Why would I listen to a monk for dietary advice", she asked me. Well for starters, he is the personal meditation teacher for Tiger Woods, secondly, when you have meditated for thirty years you don't need to read books anymore to find the answers. The answers come to you through your own inner voice, in the stillness that you have allowed to come into your mind and body. Intuition becomes your greatest tool for all knowledge, success, abundance, joy and love. I personally will listen to a monk when he tells me not to eat onions and garlic because it creates restlesness in the body. I can feel intuitively that it makes sense. Truth is perceived, not created.
I am on my way to learn a lot of new things this year and one of the things I have come to realize is I don't have to fear that I didn't go to school for business to be succesful at business. There are mysterious ways of attuning ones mind to any attritubutes one wishes to take on. Affirmation and visualization are two powerful techniques. Paramahansa Yogananda suggests attuning your mind, thoughts, words and prayers to any quality you want to bring into your life; courage, love, joy. As well as attuning one's energy to successful people who have acheived what you would also like accomplish. Business tycoon and coach, Jim Rohn says to write down what you want. You need to have an idea of where you want to go. The more Clarity, the better. ;)
I am on my way to learn a lot of new things this year and one of the things I have come to realize is I don't have to fear that I didn't go to school for business to be succesful at business. There are mysterious ways of attuning ones mind to any attritubutes one wishes to take on. Affirmation and visualization are two powerful techniques. Paramahansa Yogananda suggests attuning your mind, thoughts, words and prayers to any quality you want to bring into your life; courage, love, joy. As well as attuning one's energy to successful people who have acheived what you would also like accomplish. Business tycoon and coach, Jim Rohn says to write down what you want. You need to have an idea of where you want to go. The more Clarity, the better. ;)
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
lover
I want God to impregnate me. I want him to fill me, penetrate my being with his golden light.
I want him to fill me
To explode with pulsating, orgasmic cries of bliss
I want my heart to throb again, to dance, to fill up to the point that I can't take anymore
I want to pour over with love
I want my yoni to be filled with golden shafts of light
I want pure energy to enter me and fill me up and down, from head to toe
I want my mind to quiver with the flutter I feel in my heart
I want to be impregnated by the purest, the most attractive, the one and only man for me.
My beloved Lord, in my heart of hearts, you will always be my truest lover
I want him to fill me
To explode with pulsating, orgasmic cries of bliss
I want my heart to throb again, to dance, to fill up to the point that I can't take anymore
I want to pour over with love
I want my yoni to be filled with golden shafts of light
I want pure energy to enter me and fill me up and down, from head to toe
I want my mind to quiver with the flutter I feel in my heart
I want to be impregnated by the purest, the most attractive, the one and only man for me.
My beloved Lord, in my heart of hearts, you will always be my truest lover
Monday, January 16, 2012
zap
Man, it's been several weeks since I've spent more than 1 hour on the computer. Today I spent about six and most of the bloody time was spent on Facebook. Man that thing is like a vortex. Holy shit. I gotta be careful to not let that happen too often. I was supposed to get work done today. I felt really great at the starting of the day but then I started to feel kinda overwhelmed. I have a deadline on a project and I have been putting it off for almost 2 weeks now. What if I could create getting paid for being on Facebook? I've been paid from my Blog but what about Facebook? This age of technology is so interresting. In a sense I feel quite left behind. For example, what's up with this new Facebook page format, I just figured out how to use the old one. Man, I think the 10-20 years olds are the only ones who can keep up with the fast pace of this society anymore, the rest of us, well....
So what's new? What am I gonna do with my life now that I am committing to getting to work.
This morning I woke up kinda early and I just lay in bed and thought. I like to do that sometimes, just lay there and plan out my day. I stretched a little and then looked outside to see large flakes of snow falling in the sunshine, that was nice. I'm turning 28 this year. DOn't tell anyone, k. It's kinda like I gotta get my career setttled now or never, you know? The thing I realized this morning is that I have been afraid. Afraid of what you ask? Afraid to commit, afraid to settle down, afraid to try something new, afraid that it won't work. I dunno. The fears are really non-productive especially when starting something new. I need the positivity right now, the faith. I have to just go for it 100% and not hide behind any fear of what people will think. All kind of opposition comes up when you try to break out of the normal societal shell, starting your own business definitely seems like a risk to people, compared to getting a good "job" or a getting a degree. Parents, family, friends may try to unconsciously bring you down because they don't want you to leave them behind or disprove their limited beliefs about life. I'm sure you will see what I mean.
There is really only one way to go and that is up. Honestly though, I gotta get this work done and you're distracting me again. You know another thing that's kinda lame about this new technology. I talked to like 5 or 6 people today, on Facebook, but not really in real life. I think if I had met with them or talked to them on the phone, I would have felt a lot more fulfilled. Computer is still just a box. It's usefull yes, but it's still just a box. Computer box. Boxxy box
So what's new? What am I gonna do with my life now that I am committing to getting to work.
This morning I woke up kinda early and I just lay in bed and thought. I like to do that sometimes, just lay there and plan out my day. I stretched a little and then looked outside to see large flakes of snow falling in the sunshine, that was nice. I'm turning 28 this year. DOn't tell anyone, k. It's kinda like I gotta get my career setttled now or never, you know? The thing I realized this morning is that I have been afraid. Afraid of what you ask? Afraid to commit, afraid to settle down, afraid to try something new, afraid that it won't work. I dunno. The fears are really non-productive especially when starting something new. I need the positivity right now, the faith. I have to just go for it 100% and not hide behind any fear of what people will think. All kind of opposition comes up when you try to break out of the normal societal shell, starting your own business definitely seems like a risk to people, compared to getting a good "job" or a getting a degree. Parents, family, friends may try to unconsciously bring you down because they don't want you to leave them behind or disprove their limited beliefs about life. I'm sure you will see what I mean.
There is really only one way to go and that is up. Honestly though, I gotta get this work done and you're distracting me again. You know another thing that's kinda lame about this new technology. I talked to like 5 or 6 people today, on Facebook, but not really in real life. I think if I had met with them or talked to them on the phone, I would have felt a lot more fulfilled. Computer is still just a box. It's usefull yes, but it's still just a box. Computer box. Boxxy box
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Sunny Baba
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| A young Sunny Baba, tattooed after an initiation ceremony |
I had the privilege of spending one month living with and filming Sunny Baba, an extraordinary man who went into spontaneous enlightenment in 2000 while humbly walking through the forest. The interviews were conducted in Washington over the month of July, 2009. I stayed in a teepee put up by Sunny, this was a cherished experience. I would awaken at dawn from my teepee always to be greeted by Sunny's smiling face. Living and choosing the path of love, Sunny taught me to always follow my hearts purest calling. Living non-resistance to what life brings him, Sunny is always happy. This man who shyly hid from publicity and fame lived and served among saints Ananda Moyi Ma and Sai Baba. A world traveller, he owns only what he can fit in his truck. I love you Sunny, wherever you are.
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| Sharing with Sunny, off camera over fresh fruit from the orchard |
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| Sunny putting up the Teepee |
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| Sunny Baba and Brooke Medicine Eagle - Powerful Earth Keepers |
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| Sunny's Book can be found on Amazon |
2012 - The year for the Indigo
My mission in life seems so big, sometimes it's really scary to think about what I have to accomplish.
I was so overwhelmed today thinking about the idea of starting a business.
I am not overwhelmed because I feel it is a burden or something I have to do, I am overwhelmed at how many ideas I have.I have so much creativity flowing through me right now in my life, I feel as if I am going to explode. And all the little pieces are going to be painting, film, designs, stories but they are all jumbled up into a giant mess of art guts.
I intend to focus my energy, to hone in and to direct the focus so it comes out clear and concise in a neatly little packaged business plan. Then I can present it and say "see, here, see what I can do" and then someone will give me money. And then I will get a space, a beautiful bright space where I can write, print, paint and make movies and art. And all the beauty will flow and people will collaborate and young people will help and learn to hone their energy and it will all be a divine dream, a beautiful dream, a vision manifested. And then when I am old, I will have many beautiful faces around my bed and when I close my eyes for the last time, I will sigh of relief and merge back into light.
Right now I don't have a bed or a chair to sit at my desk. I have a mat on the ground and a desk that was here when I moved in. My hard drives are full of beauty and life and energy from my travels around the country. They need an editor, a magician to breath life into them and paint them all over the computer screen into a masterpiece. My paintings need a canvas, paints and a stand and a home. My eyes need a camera to look through to capture the beauty that spirit is projecting. It will come. The time will come. After all it is 2012 and this is the year for the Indigo.
I was so overwhelmed today thinking about the idea of starting a business.
I am not overwhelmed because I feel it is a burden or something I have to do, I am overwhelmed at how many ideas I have.I have so much creativity flowing through me right now in my life, I feel as if I am going to explode. And all the little pieces are going to be painting, film, designs, stories but they are all jumbled up into a giant mess of art guts.
I intend to focus my energy, to hone in and to direct the focus so it comes out clear and concise in a neatly little packaged business plan. Then I can present it and say "see, here, see what I can do" and then someone will give me money. And then I will get a space, a beautiful bright space where I can write, print, paint and make movies and art. And all the beauty will flow and people will collaborate and young people will help and learn to hone their energy and it will all be a divine dream, a beautiful dream, a vision manifested. And then when I am old, I will have many beautiful faces around my bed and when I close my eyes for the last time, I will sigh of relief and merge back into light.
Right now I don't have a bed or a chair to sit at my desk. I have a mat on the ground and a desk that was here when I moved in. My hard drives are full of beauty and life and energy from my travels around the country. They need an editor, a magician to breath life into them and paint them all over the computer screen into a masterpiece. My paintings need a canvas, paints and a stand and a home. My eyes need a camera to look through to capture the beauty that spirit is projecting. It will come. The time will come. After all it is 2012 and this is the year for the Indigo.
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Arizona you were anything but
Arazona, Arizona
you were everything but what I expected.
You were spam and eggs, steak, green tea, fry bread, long car rides, dusty snot filled noses,
dry, parched, constipated and rough, laundromats, stern glances, uncomfortable silence, cold nights, gas stops, itchy scalps and busy mind.
Arizona
You were clear sunny days, layer upon layer of lessons, warm comfy nights falling asleep by the firelight, morning laughter, cereal and milk, painting in the wild, bathing in moonlight, howling rolling hills and laughter, corn mush and warm tortillas, family friends, turquoise and sweet tobacco, unexpected visits, medicine and rainbow colored.
You were unexpected Arizona and I loved every minute of you.
you were everything but what I expected.
You were spam and eggs, steak, green tea, fry bread, long car rides, dusty snot filled noses,
dry, parched, constipated and rough, laundromats, stern glances, uncomfortable silence, cold nights, gas stops, itchy scalps and busy mind.
Arizona
You were clear sunny days, layer upon layer of lessons, warm comfy nights falling asleep by the firelight, morning laughter, cereal and milk, painting in the wild, bathing in moonlight, howling rolling hills and laughter, corn mush and warm tortillas, family friends, turquoise and sweet tobacco, unexpected visits, medicine and rainbow colored.
You were unexpected Arizona and I loved every minute of you.
The girl with the red satin belt
There was a girl that wore a black, slim fitted dress. It fit her snugly and perfectly and on the dress she wore a slim, red satin belt. As the girl walked through her apartment with huge windows, the city lights shone brightly in the black night. The girl's life was impeccable. Her perfectly shiny hair glistened in the light as she calmly walked to grab her purse. She wasn't really a girl anymore, she was a woman but inwardly, she always felt like a girl, she was innocent and always gentle. She didn't have a man in her life, not because she wasn't desirable, she could have any man she wanted, but she chose to be alone. Her energy fueled her life and it was the power that created everything that was around her.
The girl was considered ugly growing up and her family had very little money. As she was the eldest she always had to find something to feed her younger siblings with when her parent's couldn't afford to buy food. The girl was special, because when she was alone, she could see things. The spirit world was an open door for this particular girl and though she walked on earth, she was also in the stars.
Now as that girl grew, her heart was so pure that she became more and more beautiful as she got older. Anything the girl wanted was available to her but she didn't realize it until she got older. Her mind became sharp and focused and her dreams got bigger and bigger. This girl had everything.
One day as she was all alone on a trip to Tokyo, the girl had a serious accident and her life came to a crashing halt. Everything she had built up around her disappeared.
Many months later, her head leaned up against the train window, she reflected as the scenic countryside of Northern India flashed before her. All she had was a satchel and her sunglasses, she had lost everything. As she traveled, she found a temple which she entered. As she knelt there she cried out over and over "God, God, God." She called and called and as she did she began to weep and slowly the tears turned to joy. In that still moment, she found what she had always been looking for and it was right inside of her.
When she returned home to the city, she met a man who was from the countryside. She fell deeply in love with him and him with her. They had waited years to find one another. There love was deep and soon they started a family. She had a simple life and so she began to write. She wrote a story about what had happened in her life and someone turned it into a movie. Then, everything she had lost, came back to her again.
The girl was considered ugly growing up and her family had very little money. As she was the eldest she always had to find something to feed her younger siblings with when her parent's couldn't afford to buy food. The girl was special, because when she was alone, she could see things. The spirit world was an open door for this particular girl and though she walked on earth, she was also in the stars.
Now as that girl grew, her heart was so pure that she became more and more beautiful as she got older. Anything the girl wanted was available to her but she didn't realize it until she got older. Her mind became sharp and focused and her dreams got bigger and bigger. This girl had everything.
One day as she was all alone on a trip to Tokyo, the girl had a serious accident and her life came to a crashing halt. Everything she had built up around her disappeared.
Many months later, her head leaned up against the train window, she reflected as the scenic countryside of Northern India flashed before her. All she had was a satchel and her sunglasses, she had lost everything. As she traveled, she found a temple which she entered. As she knelt there she cried out over and over "God, God, God." She called and called and as she did she began to weep and slowly the tears turned to joy. In that still moment, she found what she had always been looking for and it was right inside of her.
When she returned home to the city, she met a man who was from the countryside. She fell deeply in love with him and him with her. They had waited years to find one another. There love was deep and soon they started a family. She had a simple life and so she began to write. She wrote a story about what had happened in her life and someone turned it into a movie. Then, everything she had lost, came back to her again.
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