I dreamed I was in a band last night. It’s been almost ten years since I’ve been on stage. I miss it a lot. I like group creative projects – I often need something larger than myself to continue, to finish work, and the group is more than “just me”. The dynamic is exhilarating, usually fun, sometimes frustrating – rarely boring. Though I haven’t been making music, I have been in a collaborative project for months now, and it is informing my solitary work in a good way (I’m painting again), and I am waking up with the desire to create almost over all else.Read More
Do this first thing upon waking, before you look at emails or your phone. Do it when you wake up in the morning because you have to go to the bathroom. It’s best to do when you are in a semi-dreamy state, or before anyone else distracts your day. Three minutes, whatever comes to your head.Read More
It’s been a dreamy week – and that’s how things are in Flagstaff in the summertime. Astrologers would say the recent eclipses, and then, planets changing signs this week could contribute to that feeling. Also, I’ve been spending less time on Facebook and more time actually talking, laughing, dancing, smiling, joking, eating, drinking, working, playing, […]Read More
Born on a Thursday #10
I love to sleep. I love coming out of sleep slowly, and I love to write the minute I wake up.
For years, I had the practice of writing my dreams in the morning as soon as I awoke. I fell out of the habit over the last few years. I decided to begin practicing again this week.
This week I feel more alive, relaxed, and present than I have in a long time.Read More
Glimmer of Possibility – Born on a Thursday #5
Where I was seeing shadows I now see light.
Light, like water, like rain.
Shimmering shadow shift — reflection.Read More
Dreaming I am driving in the city, a city, the way I dream of New York lately. Houston Street is always a vast 8-lane highway that breaks off in a V, dividing the Lower East Side from the rest of the city. Massive buildings, uneven, bulging, and swaying—thousands and thousands of windows. No room for air. It’s grey, the sky, the city, everything. Even red and yellow have a coat of grey.Read More
I imagine the little fish in my soup squirming in my mouth, the crunch of their bones. I run back to the house. I look in my soup. One of the fish is gone. I fish the remaining one out – and drop it in a bowl of water. It’s little mouth is gasping. I saved it! – I think. No, I killed it – I think – it is alive but now partially cooked.Read More
A Meeting In Central Park With The Oldest Living Yoga Teacher In The World. ~ Photographed by Robert Sturman | elephant journal.
I love this article – so I had to share. Om shanti~Read More
There are times when, to be more fully Prosperous (especially so that you can receive Peace, Health and Plenty), you need to use the word “no.” For example, to what or to whom did you say “yes,” when you are now long overdue to say “no?” What or who have you been accepting and tolerating in virtually every way when you simply need to surrender and release it, him or her? And what burden have you been carrying around as your “lot in life,” when you can simply create Heaven on Earth by no longer accepting it, tolerating it, having it? ~Robert Alvarez, Psychic WitchRead More
So here are the first few paragraphs of my dream: I walked toward the fields. Behind every haystack couples were making love. Even the smallest clumps of grass were occupied. It didn’t seem possible that people could be so horizontal, almost flat. From certain angles, the fields appeared empty and still. Serene. Serene and inviting.
There was a row of trees I was interested in reaching. The trees were deep within the field. I knew if I could get to the trees, I would find my lover.
Walking was like floating. Floating above bodies writhing in the grass. I walked through the orgy toward the trees. Limbs, breasts, buttocks, torsos sprawled like land mines.Read More
You have to trust in something—your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever—because believing that the dots will connect down the road will give you the confidence to follow your heart, even when it leads you off the well-worn path, and that will make all the difference. – Steve JobsRead More
I have been dreaming of dinosaurs. My dreams are post-apocalyptic, and the most natural thing about my dreams is the dinosaurs.Read More