Thursday, January 29, 2009
I feel the rumblings deep within the earth.
I hear the message in the Raven's croak.
I see light reflects on snow.
Beauty emerges from my heart.
Morning images filled with vulnerable, sweet, tender human touch.
Woman, oh woman, smile and taste bliss.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
There's no question that good things come in waves. It's a strange, magical, life lately. I diligently walk forward. Continuing to work. Unfettered by set backs and disappointment. I see the progress of my world. Opportunities that I never dreamed of are happening. Tonight I'm happy. Alaska is wondrous and it makes me wonderful. Somehow, I'm myself more than I've ever been. Slowly, I find a life rich, healthy, and Holy Toledo.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
I woke this morning with foreboding. While getting dressed the room jolted. Then a strange yawning sound, a roll, and suddenly, steady again. Earthquake. Unmistakeable and thrilling. A rush nonplussed. I believe I'm having a rolling earthquake inside myself. It's a changing time. It's a rough awakening. I listen to Greg McVicar steady my wild course. He told me to stay in radio. I believe I will. I wonder every day, where I shall go from here? When will my heart open again? I will be free of this self-made imprisonment. It's humbling. I give myself a break from time to time. I find the best answer, is no answer. Then it just is. Hanging, suspended, in indecision and unfinished business. I don't care about the last word. I accept the times. Please give me the strength to survive this era. I believe it will be better.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
I went to Seward, Alaska for the Polar Bear Plunge. It was fun. I like the town. It's small, scenic, and sits on the green waters of Resurrection Bay. I went with Shyanne Beatty and Loren Dixon. They're new friends, and I adore them. When I study the reasons why I'm drawn to them, I get nervous. When I play free, and accept the gifts of the Universe, I simply love them.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
The first thaw. Water rushing everywhere. Change in the breeze. Balmy 60 degree difference. Today I honor my feet. The humblest part of our bodies. Doing a lot of the work. I celebrate that I can walk this planet. Balance, breathing, love. O sweet, sweet love. I can embrace a new wave. I understand how to let go. I keep on learning, sharing, laughing, caring.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Looks like the cold snap is over. Wow! That was something. I'll write more later. Gotta go have dinner with Sean and discuss the Pearl of Central America. The image is Hilary Pattisen at Darwin's Theory. We have such a great life in Alaska. Please come and visit.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
The weekend stays with me. I find the sacred, secret, circle is everywhere. It's all beautiful. I should give shit where shit is due. And I do tell it, to who is full of it. It's not the world according to me. I find it happens naturally. You just say it. I see that's the way. You can run, but you can't hide. I will do what I have to do to forgive, let go, and move on. When the time comes to reckon, I reckon I will be the sacred angel of love. That's me. What else can I do, if I want to be loved? What other course to take with those who hold your heart? No other way. Unconditional love. No strings, just love.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Mamaism Art Movement. Mama vs. Dada. Get it? It was born in San Francisco at the Hotel Utah. Robin Rosemond & Eva Lake hosted a poetry reading that changed the art world forever. Yes, two women began unknowingly, to create a living art message. It slumbered in a deep sleep, but now it awakens all over the world. Keep it secret. Keep it safe.