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Bleah I hate winter.  I missed out on so much of the summer,  I feel gipped.

FINALLY started decorating my apartment.  It takes a while to get the feel of a place.  Hung sari’s over my curtains and tied them, put up my 8×8 foot hanging of Ganesh, my Tibetan prayer flag, a line of Indian elephants marching across the kitchen shelf. My living room is very….colorful.  And eclectic.  That’s what I love about Indian decor, such beautiful bursts of color everywhere they somehow all work with each other.  Color scheme?  Bah.  Kali hanging over my bed, 8×8 foot Ohm hanging I need help putting up.  Candles everywhere.  I even have a “Aum Sweet Aum” sticker on my front door LOL.

I found a brass chandelier with 4 tiers hanging down, each with oblong strips of glass.  I’m going to spray paint it black and then color each glass plate with translucent paint so it will throw colors everywhere.

Now I’m going through pictures and decoupaging about 20 wooden photo frames.  I like my frames to be personalized and themed.

I couldn’t stand having my precious books in boxes anymore, so forget the bookshelves for now.  I unpacked all TWELVE boxes and stacked them against the walls, fiction in the living room, spiritual, writing and poetry in the bedroom.  Seeing them makes me happy.  In fact, I feel all warm and homey whenever I walk in the door.  This is good. My apartment is my sanctuary.

Discovered the Sephora store yesterday and found my mecca. *bows down*  Spent 2 1/2 hours wandering around in wonder.  Came home with a huge basketful of stuff.  Store will be my downfall.  It doesn’t matter I don’t wear makeup a lot of the time, the makeup artist in me still goes “Ooooo must have must have!”  I have bags of makeup under my bathroom sink and just throw them at friends when they come over, they can take whatever they want.

Homeopathic medicine rocks.  I’ve used it twice for a cold and the flu and both times I was better in a day.  Bought a bunch, amazing how well they are working.  Fatigue? Check. Muscle tension?  Check.  Cystitis?  Check.  Anxiousness and stress?  Check.  All from little pellets you let melt under your tongue.

Let’s see what else…..still confused and raw over the J situation.  Removed all traces, felt REALLY angry for a week but there’s still this strong tug.  Something isn’t right.  Blah figure it out Universe!

So many poems and stories whirling around in my head I can’t separate one from the other to write it down.

All for now..back to the crafts.

Come

Come sit down beside me, beautiful souls, so that you can feel the Universe, become your true selves, and just be.  My space is open and welcomes you.

 

Temper tantrum done and Halloween

Ok so I’m over my temper tantrum at the Universe.  As usual, the next two days were filled with messages I needed to hear.  Bought 2 scrolls with teachings from the Dali Lama and was forwarded a video that really struck home.  Trust.  Tenderness. Forgiveness.  Love.  Was it a test?  Did I try too hard and interfere?  I know I need to keep the lesson “surrender and trust” in my head every day.  The universe knows what it’s doing, I need to let it work it’s mojo.

Went to a fabulous show last night, with Fake Shark, New Values, and the Beards.  Had a blast.  3 hours sleep, picking up my Munchkin for the day, then a free concert at Neptoon Records.  I’m going to be a very very tired girl tomorrow.  But I haven’t really celebrated Halloween in a few years so it’s worth it.  Although somehow I managed to spend $100 dollars.  Damn rounds of Tequila shots.  Here’s one of the videos that struck home yesterday.  There’s more on YouTube and the website is http://www.dreamingbear.net/ and http://www.lovevolution.net/

Streams of consciousness

Confused.  I knew as soon as I saw you that you were the one haunting me all these years, how could you not RECOGNIZE?  Crazy dreams, tossing and turning all night.  I cried for you for the first time in 3 years.  Holding Madeline, burying my face in her neck and holding her tightly.  You are growing so fast, where did my baby go? Immense pride at the person you are becoming.  It is beautiful.  You are beautiful.  Mosh pit.  Props to the guy making sure I didn’t get knocked down.  Pushing him onto the speaker at the end of the show and giving him the longest, most sensual and erotic kiss in his young life.  Winking and saying “seeya!”  afterwards.  Meeting wonderful new friends.  Inspiration uncoiling and filling me.  Longing.  Feeling like the universe is playing a trick on me yet having to trust.  I want you.  I need you.  Haven’t I waited long enough?

Poetry

Is this song that I hear through the wind in the trees
Some message from the the Universe is It talking to me?

The most difficult part of this journey I’ve made
Has been the expression of live as I’ve played
Ever the fool or the wise man’s trade.

Footstep by footstep mark lines on a page,
over the rounds of war and peace;
Obvious choices of words from the sage
tell in the final poetic release.

Suffering, happiness, laughter and tears,
told in free form or the rhythm of rhyme,
evolve from a feeling whose essence is clear,
painstakingly etched in the language of time.

Of all the emotions and feelings I’ve known,
first came love, then came the poem.

My soul is a happy, creative bright drop
of love in the ocean of the Universe, and,
using expression, it climbs to the top,
leaving poems on the path that it treads.

Mrown

I want to be beneath you…

feeling your warm hands caress my body

gently touching and stroking

your face close to mine

your hot sweet breath washing over me

your soft lips touching mine

running my hands down your back

feeling your skin move and shiver under my touch

feeling you deep inside me…

moving gently, touching my soul

gazing into your eyes and losing myself there…

becoming one

Anybody read this thing?

I write this mostly for myself, I’m not interested in a large reader base.  I know which friends read, but I see a lot of others out there on blogstats.

So please say hello, I don’t bite unless you ask nicely

Yay!

I can’t wait for the Bonfire Festival! www.bonfirefestival.com

Southwestern BC’s 5th Annual homegrown music & camping festival featuring some of live music’s finest acts in an intimate, beautiful, fun & family friendly setting. Every year an eclectic & amazing collection of acts spanning the genres of funk, folk, afrobeat, roots, rock, reggae, jam, jazz & bluegrass come together for 3 magical days to celebrate life, friendships & LIVE MUSIC!!!

The lineup looks great….

Time to bring the hippy out! LOL

Trying to find a way to get there though…this is when I really miss my car *mutter*

Per the last post

If you read my post “Loss of Innocence”, sorry I pulled it.  It was just too personal and vulnerable.