lightinmyeyes

awake in this daze, I can find the time.
giving it to her, I become mine.

oh you worrisome world. How little you see.
It's getting cold, it's getting dry, and everyone pouts and cries.

the money is gone, and did it take your smile? How about your heart?
It took that fool in LA's, and his unloved ones.

good Lord you are bright, and good Love you are wide,
thank you for finding mySelf in these times.


and if you still can't smile,  try this...
http://thecrit.com/2008/10/05/florida-biochemist-designs-a-citrus-tree-with-thc/#

"The plants are the pipeline into the Gaian intention. It’s just not a coincidence that these plants carry this immense spiritual message. They are the pipeline of Gaian intentionality."

Terrance Mckenna

http://www.matrixmasters.net/blogs/?p=275

The critic has the reigns, and the creator is subdued.
how did I let myself come to this?
It seemed to be a creative block,
But now I see that it is part of me blocking her.
All she wants to do is bring life and live it.
But he tells her everything she's doing wrong.
The only bad is lack of balance,
each should have their place...
but I need to give her more room,
Let go a little bit of his control.

My beloved friends giving me tools to harness my understanding, thank you love.
and the practice/performance that is this moment continues...
"stitching itself together from the inside"

I used the last length of floss in the container yesterday.
It felt good like running a favorite pen out of ink.
Reminding me to cherish the cyclical nature,
The death of things.

well, once again, the third sunday of the month is approaching.
But there's something different about this sunday,
it's my very last cooking class!

so, if you want to come sample some salsas, get some recipes...
I'm not going to suppose you'll actually learn anything, but
it should be a good time!

Sunday, August 18th, 5-7 pm
Sugarhouse wild oats
Salsa frenzy

1. My body is soft and my heart is open

2. I strive to respond instead of react

3. Every day I self medicate to drown in the sparkling moment

4. I'm not going to make the world a better place

5. I'm going to make myself a better person

6. I often try to hard

7. The more I love, the more it hurts, and the less it bothers me

Allowing myself a favorite past time
Praying to Ja and stepping in a shower
When I came to again, I had to write it down...

I stood outside of myself, above and a little behind
Looking down on this little machine
chuckling as it moves
looking like such a toy

Then I realized that I can control this thing
and I started pulling strings
which pulled me back behind these eyes
and I started moving so slowly, so very consciously

The movement is absolutely minimal
No excess, no noise, nothing but maybe an inch to shift weight
Allowing it to fall into place, nothing more, nothing less
I can’t describe the sensation other than

I’ve finally arrived right here
where I’ve always been
and I dont have to do a thing for the moment to manifest
not a thing, it comes no matter what I do or dont

and it leaves me
feeling perfectly free

"If you cannot love, nothing changes.

If you can love, nothing changes.

Except that you can love.

Nothing and nobody will ever give you anything
except an opportunity to love.

Now."


-the mad whack David Deida

www.bluetruth.org or http://www.deida.info/

and you know what that means! A vegan cooking class at the sugarhouse wild oats, coming your way. This sunday at 5pm, I'll be making some summer drinks for us. Which are hard to not make vegan, but, did you ever want to make your own bubble teas? how about Kombucha coolers? or a spicy ginger lemonade? My personal favorite however, is the watermelon fresca. Yummmy
Anyway, if you dont have a father to bother, come by for some free samples, some recipes to take home, and hopefully some good times, silent farts, and sticky chins. :)


I bet y'all thought I'd forgot my password or something, dintcha?