Showing posts from November, 2012

Get Free.

Before I was gathering inside of the silence  Inside of me now lies a raging thundercloud, threatening to burst.  Threatening the excitement of a new earth.  Lighting me up with kisses and killing me with the same.
What is it meant for, this transformation of fears and joys and  I don’t know what it is with me these days? I’m not sure but undoubtedly I am meant to feel the weight of this Sit with it in the grass in the park and then boom….it will happen. 
Maybe I’ll just take my stream and marry it to the ocean,  Losing myself for the bigger picture. So frightening but so beautiful to be in it.  To be willing to throw your dice up into the wind  Watching them scatter like leaves among the sunshine.
At any moment, electricity may very well shoot out of my fingertips.  How embarrassing when that happens in public.  But one has to let it go, watch it pop like kernels of popcorn Like fireworks, like a grape ripe for wine making, like a match in the dark.
Tell, me how do you get free?

Flying Free.

I remember being in 5th grade and watching the kids skip a bar or two while swinging on the monkey bars. It seemed so daring, such a feat of bravery. I watched them while they so easily allowed their hand to slip off of one bar flying for the moment, only a moment, but so free in the air until the next landing of hand on bar. I imagine now the feeling of wind against your cheek, the sun partly warming, partly blinding you from above, the cool of the bar against your skin. That feeling of freedom.
That is yoga for me. That feeling of freedom. That moment where you are completely free, nothing holding you, as if in flight, except that now you are flying inward. The stillness, the mat, your body and breath all coming together to be one in that moment. A drop of sweat falls down and you notice, as if you have never seen a drop of sweat before. It is exhilarating, this drop of sweat, this tiny miracle of a liquid lying beneath you. 
What toxins has it rid your body of for you? What else may …

Robert Sturman Photos.

Oh, look what i found. The highlights of Denys and Isak from the movie Out of Africa. Sigh. Just in case you don't have time to watch the whole get the gist.

Let Your Light Shine.

I read a quote the other day that said something like..."God punishes us mildly by not answering our prayers and severely by answering them." It reminded me of the movie Out of Africa, when Meryl Streep's character, Isak Dinesen says, "When God wants to punish us, he answers our prayers." I don't wholeheartedly agree with this. How does this sit with you?

Isak says this morose statement when her love interest decides that he will finally keep some of his "things" at her house, thereby, in her mind making the commitment to her that she's been waiting for. This decision, along with a million other tiny little ones will lead to her broken heart when her lover cannot be tamed the way she wants him to be and ultimately by his death in the end when she says at his graveside, "he was not ours, he was not mine." What she means by this and has finally realized, in my opinion, is that we can never own another human being with our love and shoul…

Memories and Momentum.

I'm listening to a man play piano tonight in a hotel lobby. It is so soulful that it makes me want to to get up and move. Walk, run, do something.

It is November and it is coming to the close of another year. It is appropriate that this unknown man started off by playing the song Memories. As we finish up 2012, many of us will look back on the year behind us and measure it with where we would have liked to have been.

But what of tomorrow? Looking forward, where do we want to go?

Far far away.

I can feel the earth breathing beneath my feet
her heartbeat coming out from my mouth
the cool air lays upon my skin
sinking in, releasing doubts

The joy that lives above the treeline
the color saturates the line of time
After all that is said and done
Your heartbeat fills my soul and mind

And so it is And so it was
And so it will always be
Until a time I cannot see
Far far away from here

Power to the People.

Good morning world!

I woke up today to a post from my friend on my Facebook account. It was a quote from Glinda, the good witch of the North, "You had the power all along, my dear," which was absolutely perfect for a bunch of reasons but one is because anyone who knows me well, knows that The Wizard of Oz is one of my all time favorite movies.

My top 5 movies of all time...

1. The Wizard of Oz  2. Out of Africa  3. Moulin Rouge  4. Romeo and Juliet  5. Eat, Pray, Love

Just a side note.

Anyway, back to the story... I awoke to that post and also to a feeling of being okay with not having it all figured out anymore. Isn't it funny how this happens in life? We think we've got it all figured out and then...we don't. Actually, the funny thing is how we ever believed we'd had it all figured out in the first place.

What a silly concept. We are not God. We are perfectly imperfect human beings. So we can never have it all figured out 100%. We can know who we love, what we lo…