Whose that girl?
I’m a free spirit, headstrong, adventurous and all around wild child.
I’m a daughter, a mother, a lover. I’m a poet, a writer, a voracious reader, a musician, a philosopher, a healer, an empath, a spiritual warrior, a dancer. I dance with Kali through the illusion and into the realm of truth.
I live in Vancouver, BC, and am the proud single Mother of a gorgeous, amazing 7 year old girl. I’m going back to school to become a wellness counselor and life coach and plan on opening my own holistic practice. Although I’m taking a sabbatical from that to pursue more creative outlets.
This blog does not have a definitive purpose, it will jump from idea to idea, much like my never still mind. I do plan on focusing on writing and poetry though. I’m starting with short stories and life experiences.
I also plan on writing about my exploration into Ayurveda, and posting a recipe every day.
Why the strange name killinggame? 15-16 years ago when I started on the net, before the WWW, when IRC was the main form of communication, my friends tagged me with “I taught the killing game first” from Skinny Puppy, and it’s stuck ever since. It also happens to be one of my top 5 favorite songs. Slayer of illusions..hmmmm
“‘The only people for me are the mad ones,the ones who are m ad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars, and in the middle, you see the blue center-light pop, and everybody goes ahh . . . ‘”
October 20, 2009 at 1:17 pm
Free Spirit,
Is that YOU in the phot stretching on your toes, reaching up toward the heavens, calling on our Supreme Being to come dance with us?
cool.
I like the garb.
Not familiar with “killing game,” though.
Michael J
October 20, 2009 at 2:35 pm
Yes, that is me
Killing Game is a song by an Industrial band named Skinny Puppy. It’s chaotic, screaming, instrument arrangements that confuse the ear. Here are the lyrics. They appear to make no sense, but after 18 years they mean something to me LOL. Especially the end part about stepping into the trap, to me that means people following temptation and trapping themselves in their own minds.
Fallen angel head crashes dead out of control
Lost memories staircase twists
Darker rooms lit with left out toys
After playing mean changes toys into tools
Twisted playthings on the staircase fools
Fools weapons represents the killing game
Who taught the killing game
Who taught the killing game
Awaken eyes sewn wearing glasses dripping tap tap temple door
Locked inside scream inner scraping tooth and nail nowhere to go
Quiet retraces forcing light tears then pretend nothing blinds
Blinds closed in sanctuary closed in sanctuary
Padded walls not quiet storm’s fury burnt out killing time
Who taught the killing game
Time’s taught the killing game herself
No I taught the killing game first
Passing words distant pain remember trains of thought collide
No one view window
Pushing faces through shards cold glass poke bloody holes exposed
I taught the killing game first
I taught the killing game first
Tongue lash spewing red tortured animals wake up time
Beckons death upon myself eyes travelled harden
Strange no stronger feeling
Tempting motion slows to a crawl
Places his own foot in its own trap
Let go the springs snap shut
Crazy sharper teeth giving in to the jaws of death
I taught the killing game
I taught the killing game first
I taught I taught I taught the game first, first, first
Kali is my patron Goddess. And even though she is called Kali Ma (The Great Mother) by her followers, she is also the Destroyer (the song is her in that form). And not a gentle one at that LOL.
Pictures of her look fearsome, but the symbolism behind the severed head and jewelry of severed hands etc is actually positive. If you work with her though (through Mantras etc) to improve yourself, be prepared for a VERY intense change. She breaks down your ego and shoves your face through Maya, into reality. And she does it abruptly, and with brutal strength. I work with her sparingly on those things as it can become too intense and go into overload. Most of the time she is Kali Ma, my Mother
Thank you for your response and insight into my post on forgiveness. I had an encounter with Jesus during a meditation in my spirit’s sacred place. He appeared, and I ran to him, fell down on my knees, kissing the hem of his robe and sobbing, asking for forgiveness. He lifted me up, and dried my tears. He said “Child, there is nothing to forgive.” and placed a kiss on my third eye.
Sounds like we would have a lot to talk about, let’s keep in touch.
(oh, and I like the word groovy!)