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May 29, 2013
Les Tigres
There is a story of a woman running away from tigers. She runs and runs, and the tigers are getting closer and closer. When she comes to the edge of a cliff, she sees some vines there, so she climbs down and holds on to the vines. Looking down, she sees that there are tigers below her as well. She then notices that a mouse is gnawing away at the vine to which she is clinging. She also sees a beautiful little bunch of strawberries close to her, growing out of a clump of grass. She looks up and she looks down. She looks at the mouse. Then she just takes a strawberry, puts it in her mouth, and enjoys it thoroughly.
Tigers above, tigers below.
This is actually the predicament that we are always in…
Each moment is just what it is. It might be the only moment of our life, it might be the only strawberry we’ll ever eat. We could get depressed about it, or we could finally appreciate it and delight in the preciousness of every single moment of our life.
— Pema Chödrön, The Wisdom of No Escape
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May 28, 2013
Earth Angel
Daddy and JuJu • 05.27.2013
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May 21, 2013
So Close
Now doesn’t all petty, nit-picky, passive aggressive, jealous, angry drama seem so… ridiculous?
People so close and personally known have lost their homes and children!
Healing to Oklahoma, my home.
:’-(
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Filed under: present life Tagged: healing, loss, love, missing, moore, oklahoma, pain, prayers, sadness, tornado
May 18, 2013
Span
It’s raining.
I used to always stand in the rain.
When I worked for 7-Eleven, I was the crazy employee standing in the parking lot, soaking wet.
Tonight, I felt the storms rolling in… with my children freshly in bed, I stepped into the backyard, bare feet on grass, and rose into the sky.
Planted in earth, among the clouds, a piece of mySelf— perhaps the piece I’ve been stirring awake with my drum and flute— reBloomed.
Or at least made an appearance.
Or was felt.
I’m not who I pretend to be,
as this 1978 one.
I must keep reminding myself of this…
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Filed under: past life, present life, rambling mind Tagged: ancient, clouds, earth, Heart, power, rain, reconnect, sky, soul, spirit, true self
May 16, 2013
SOLAR Release!
SOLAR (Energy Anthology, Book 3) has been released— ahead of schedule!
Grab your eBook copy today, and find out what happens in this new installment of the amazing seven-part chakra-based epic that is The Energy Anthology!
Amazon Kindle (Kindle and free Kindle apps)
Smashwords (all eReaders and computers)
Stay tuned as it is placed directly in other stores such as Barnes & Noble, Sony, Kobo, and Apple iTunes!
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Book Description:
With a near hysterical laughter, Eva curled her body and rolled to her side, hugging the cold stone beneath her as best she could. Images flooded her mind, the places she’d been, the things she’d seen.
The bodies she’d been in…
SOLAR is a story of power struggles, both inner and outer, as well as a tale of empowerment, destiny, and the redemption of the Self.
The Energy Anthology is a series of separate yet connected stories, each illustrating the seven different energy centers within our bodies— our chakras.
The Solar Plexus Chakra processes our life force energies, as well as our sense of free will, purpose and destiny, and deals with our issues of controlling and being controlled.
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Also available:
ROOT (Energy Anthology, Book 1)
SACRAL (Energy Anthology, Book 2)
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May 13, 2013
My Drum Did Bang
It is undeniably apparent that our physical environment is directly connected to our inner environment, and the energy of both.
I spent a good part of yesterday (with my amazing little JuJu helper, of course!) ridding our lives of large, space-taking, yucky crap, dragging it to the curb for Recyclers to score.
LOL— I dragged one pile of things out, and it all disappeared within a couple hours, so I said, “WOO! I don’t have to wait for next month to clear out more!” and dragged a second pile out, which has now nearly completely disappeared as well— all before the trash truck has rumbled through.
I then completely cleared our back covered patio, arranged the outdoor furniture and grills in the yard, hooked up the hose and proceeded to spray down those objects and the cement.
Dirt, decay, death— gone!
Spring— welcomed!
Now the energy around the house feels drastically different!
Dumping old, filthy crap… lightening the clutter-load… clearing and cleaning the living space— it really feels like a shift in season has now begun.
The physical environment directly affects the non-physical environment.
This is something I learned when studying traditional Buddhist practice. The first step in preparing for prayers, offerings and meditations is clean your sacred space.
No clutter, no dirt.
Clean space, clean mind.
And I got out my drum.
And I got out my flute.
And my drum did bang!
And my flute did flute!
And my children asked me how I got so good at it.
Well,
I just be Me.
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May 10, 2013
My Drum Won’t Bang
Last night was New Moon.
New Cycle.
New Year.
It’s been stormy here the last few days, and I intended to break out my drum and flute— something I have not done in quite while— and retreat to the patio to merge with and work with the forces of nature over my head.
There is work to do.
Boundary work… healing work… shifting work…
Other things happened, and I never made it outside.
But in my dreams,
as I slept,
I had my drum out,
and it would not bang.
It would bang, but it did not have the deep, resonant, perfectly vibrating tone that made it irresistible for me to claim as my own in waking life.
I was out back, on my covered patio…
I brought it indoors, where it reverberates off the walls all around me and bring me to tears: Nothing.
Just a thunk.
When I was showering this morning, preparing for work, I thought on these things…
I realized,
My Drum has not been banging.
My Flute has not been giving voice to my Heart.
Well then.
It is a New Moon…
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Filed under: rambling mind Tagged: authenticity, bang, boundaries, change, drum, flute, heal, healing, new, new moon, power, reverberate, self, shaman, shamanism, shift, shifting, sound, storms, vibration, weather, will
May 1, 2013
The Lines of My Earth
April 21, 2013
sHApe.sHIft
W E S T
“The jungle people revere jaguar because it can transform heavy energies within the Luminous Energy Field.
Legend says that when jaguar enters a ceremony, it devours the negative emotions of anger, fear, and grief.
Jaguar is a spiritual cleanup crew, transforming thick, heavy energies into light.
As the protector of all life, jaguar safeguards the ceremonial space against any negative energies that could penetrate your healing circle.”
— Alberto Villoldo,
in the book “Shaman Healer Sage”
As I formulate Lightworker: A Call to Authenticity, I am finding out I’m cracking myself open…
I discover I have invited The Cat from the West to sit beside me…
I am filtering blurred lines and visions, made to look, choose…
And, though it is one of the most difficult things anyone ever has to do, I— with my Heart— say
meow.
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April 19, 2013
The Whole World
The whole world is falling apart…
What are we to do?
The dreamers and the writers and the artists and the mystics wear themselves to the bone describing and attempting to demonstrate things do not have to be this way, can be another way…
But what good does it really do?
Does anyone really hear?
Does anyone really care?
Are there really subconscious sparks kept alive with the gentle breeze of these whispers, sparks that without these seemingly unheard whispers would blink into nonexistence, and then we would really see what falling apart is?
Why does hope not die?
As bombs explode around us, do we continue to cling to hope from a feeling that it is possible, or do we cling from mere stubbornness and inability to imagine a world with no hope?
Things are changing.
The Sun is rising.
What exactly the Sun will mean to each and every one of us depends on the choices we make.
And I am a hopeless dreamer.
I will fall apart for the whole world.
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