Monday, November 29, 2010

Start Crocheting Again: Step two in preparpation for the zombie apocalypse

So, a while back I made a list of things that I wanted to re-learn how to do, or improve by the end of 2010. First on my list was a sewing class at a local studio called Stitch Lab. This place rocks and I've thoroughly enjoyed every class I've taken and find it to be the first place I head to if I need cool or kitchy fabric for a project. Why was sewing on my list? I never forgot how to hand stitch, and could even run a machine somewhat, but I grew up sewing on a machine with a mother at my side who fixed every jam and always set it up for me to begin sewing so I never felt as independant at the machine as I wanted to. Plus there's just a whole bunch of stuff that doesn't get imparted when a family member is attempting to show you how to do something, so I wanted to learn from scratch. My first class gave me a sense of confidence about sewing that I had never felt before and completely took the mystery out it that had hung over my head like a cloud since I was a teenager. Having the skill to sew is a very empowering thing, and I reccomend that everyone at least learn the basics of how to work on a machine. Since then I've made nunerous things and find myself looking at various items in the store and saying "hah! I can make that." or "I can fix that." Let me clarify; just because I can make it, doesn't mean I can make it cheaper. Nothing compares to the killer combo of big manufacturing bulk material price point and the deft of third world children who work for $.02 a day when you need something on the fly. However, I'm equiped to make it, or alter it, if need be and I always try to buy handmade when I have the option. Since all of the big box retailers will be gone after the apocalypse, I figure it's a good idea to know how to make clothes for oneself and possibly to barter. :-)

Second on my list was yoga teacher training. I hadn't taught yoga before, so this was a new one for me. However, I feel that it will be an invaluable skill to have after the apocalypse to help survivors maintain a sense of wellbeing and physical strength within what will probably be rather tight quarters - at least to begin with. All of that running will surely burn tons of calories, but what better to use for strength training than your own body. Plus, yoga will be really helpful to deal with the anxiety that will surely arise from fighting zombies. Mental note: make sure everyone keeps one eye open during savasana.

Third on my list was crocheting. My grandmother taught me how to crochet when I was about 10 yrs old. However, I didn't practice it regularly and it's been about 11 years since I have chained or double crocheted. I couldn't begin to try and figure out where my old needles might be in boxes that have been moved at least a dozen times since 1998, so I purchased some new needles, four skeins of thread and when I got home last Wednesday, I began re-learning how to crochet. Thanks to a couple of YouTube videos, I even learned some advanced stitches that I plan to try out on a scarf later. Over the Thanksgiving break, I managed to crochet a crap ton of granny squares (which will probably become a purse or bag for me) and begin an extra wide blanket - big enough to cover a full bed. I must say that I'm slightly obsessive compulsive with crocheting. It's just so easy to make stuff and it's incredibly soothing for my mind, which tends to chatter a lot. I figure that once the grid goes down after the zombie apocalypse, cold nights might be even colder, and there's nothing better to chase the chill away than a pair of crocheted socks, a scarf or a blanket!

Knitting is next on my list since it's so close to crocheting. I last knitted a scraf in 2001, but couldn't tell you how to begin a stitch at this point. I learn stuff incredibly quickly, but I also have a tendency to forget things with ease if I haven't done them in a while. I also purchased a new pair of knitting needles in a common size so that I can re-learn this craft as well. I might have to knit a pair of handcuffs for a zombie or something. One never knows!

Here are the "learn-to" items that are left on my list:

1.) Quilting - Never done it, but have always wanted to. (Purpose for the apocalypse: For warmth of possible a barter item)

2.) Pottery - For a week in sixth grade we worked with clay on a wheel. It was awesome, and I would love to throw on a wheel again.( Purpose for the apocalypse: Items to eat and drink from, or to sell/barter after the apocalypse)

3.) Woodworking - I use to do it regularly with my grandfather (and without) because of his awesome woodworking shop, but I don't have a lot of the tools neccesary currently at my disposal. (Purpose for the apocalypse: Build forts, tables, beds, weapons, baracades, fancy bowls, etc. Practical + barter potential)

4.) Gunmanship - I've been to a firing range a couple times before and loved it. However, there's something to be said for being able to take apart a weapon and put it back together properly. I'm not a fan of guns in general, but there's something to be said for knowing how to use one with skill and keep it in working ordder. I don't think I really need to clarify why gunmanship will be important for the zombie apocalypse.

5.) Canning/Food Preservation - My grandma Burke use to can stuff from their prolific garden on the regular. When she passed I think she had two full storage shelving units of nothing but green beans. That woman was prepared for the zombie apocalypse and I want to be as well. Canning isn't hard, but I need to revive that skill as well.

I could go on and on, but I think you get the idea. Life skills people. They're important and they just might save your ass after the apocalypse!

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Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Advanced Healing Detox: Day 1

Day 1

Today is day one of my attempt at a 22 day cellular level detox. My chiropractor, Dr. Daniel Gonzalez, has organized a detox challenge/support group for patients from his office who were interested in improving their health. There are basically three different levels of the cleanse, and you can choose the intensity that best suits yours needs and is most accessable to you. I'm shooting for the level 3, Advanced Healing Diet to try and get the most bang for my buck.

It won't be perfect, but it's a good bar and a great start to cleaning up my diet even more and healing my body from the inside out. Detoxing via food has been an on-going, on and off practice for me since January, and I have employed similar detox diets to varying degrees over the course of the year. My first experience in using food to detox was in May of 2008 and I had amazing results within five weeks that showed me just how dramatic an impact our food consumption has on our overall well being. We spend so many years of our lives growing accustom to ailments that often originate with, or are exacerbated by our poor food choices and come to believe that we either just have to tolerate ill health as a side effect of aging or find pharmaceuticals to mask the symptoms so that we can carry on and return to a sense of normalcy in our lives.

The Skinny

So, in a nutshell, I'll be avoiding grains, dairy, sugars and non-berry fruits. I can have vegetables, nuts, seeds, berries and high quality (I stress, organic/grass fed/free range, etc.) meat. The meat part will surely be the hardest for me as I'm not much of a meat eater to begin with and many of my past detoxes were vegan. I take that back, all of it will be hard. Grains are everywhere and it's really hard to find things that don't contain wheat. No processed foods, no microwaves, only certain oils for cooking if I do sauté and plenty of filtered of spring water - which I already do a good job of consuming.

Today's mondo salad: romaine lettuce, spinach, carrots, broccoli, cucumbers, tomatoes (yes, technically they're a fruit), red & green bell peppers, peas, boiled egg, mushrooms, almonds, sesame seeds, grilled chicken breast and for the dressing, balsamic vinegar and olive oil.

Sigh, tortilla soup from Baby's A's sounded so good today. I just keep telling myself that my longterm health is more important than a moment of carb and sugar loaded bliss. Yep, I'm not always convinved either...but I keep trying. Also, I find that the cooler it gets outside, the hard it is to eat cold salads. :-(

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Voting Day

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Hell's Belles

"Mmmmm...'maters!"

In an  attempt to squelch Belle’s recent outbreak of diarrhetic episodes, I put the kibosh on Wesley sharing his apples and nectarines with her in the evening and cut out all other dog standard fare, sans kibble. Belle has a love for all things food (we must be soulmates!), but her fondness for fruit appears to far surpass her lust for a plethora of other tasty noms. I was surprised, however, when her episodes continued, despite having restricted her to a kibble only diet (no doggy bones, duck jerky, chicken & rice, nada).

"I spy a 'mater!"

DUN-dun. DUN-dun. :DUN-dun-DUN-dun-DUN-dun

DUN DUN DUN!!! Teaching the little guys how to go in for the kill.

Imagine my dismay when I discovered that sweet Belle has been secretly plucking and gobbling tomatoes from my garden when she goes out to potty. I witnessed this for the first time over the weekend and couldn’t help but chuckle and feel a twinge of adulation. There’s nothing more I admire than determination to get what you want; to press for what brings you joy – especially when others repeatedly tell you that you can’t have it/make it/ do it. Animals can teach us so many life lessons, including how to be clear with yourself about what you want, and then figure out how to make it happen in the face of adversity. Diarrhea be damned!

*Despite my appreciation for Belle’s ingenuity, I decided to cover my tomato plants with deer netting Monday night. Not because I mind sharing the bounty of tomatoes with my furry friend, but because my bamboo floors are getting far too much action as of late (and not the good kind).*

 

**Post original entry. Belle has successfully thwarted my efforts to eliminate her tomato consumption. :-)

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Monday, June 28, 2010

Are engineered foods making us fatter?

Experts say billions of dollars are spent every year to "engineer" the foods you eat, layering them with ingredients that actually make you eat more. TODAY nutritionist Madelyn Fernstrom examines the processed foods we eat.

http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/26184891/vp/37971906#37971906

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Breaking up with phood will change your life for the better.

Addicted to phood (processed, chemically engineered, low nutrient food)? Try breaking the vicious cycle with a raw, plant based diet. You'll be amazed at how quickly your good judgement and will power return when you feed your body whole, nutrient dense raw foods. VoilĂ ! When your body gets what it needs, your uncontrollable cravings for garbage phood vanish into thin air.

I have been addicted to phood for a long time (even diet phoods) and couldn't figure out why my continuous efforts to live healthier were inevitably met with failure - even when my will power was at its best. This is my journey of breaking the cycle...and I intend to share it along the way.

Namaste,
Selena

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Saturday, April 17, 2010

Christina Pirello: Susan G. and KFC: An Unholy Alliance

Maybe Bill Maher is right. Maybe America is stupid. We must be. How else could marketers continue to get away with selling us poison, calling it food and donating to a cause near and dear to our fat-clogged hearts? And for our part, we trudge along behind their pied piper sales of fat, sugar and salt, bloated, sick, pale and always ready for more.

KFC has really taken the cake this time...along with their co-conspirators in this crime against women's health, Susan G. Komen for the Cure. For all their malarkey about the 'cure' with races, pink apparel, appliances and little ribbons, they decide to team up with one of the most toxic for health food companies on earth to raise money. Only in America could we take something as bad for your health and gluttonous as eating fried chicken in a bucket and turn it into an act of charity.

Their stated goal is to 'make the single largest donation to fight breast cancer ever' with their 'Buckets for the Cure' campaign. So I guess now we have to eat a breast to save a breast. Yikes!

The iconic KFC red bucket turning Susan G. pink in support of breast cancer is an outrage. It is another, in a long line of exploitations of women's health by Susan G. Komen for the Cure which seems to have at its core, the health of its bank account and not that of women ... or their breasts.

Why is no one protesting this alliance? I know we live in a world of free enterprise and free choice and all that, but really? Of all the corporations peddling toxic food to our families, the Susan G. Komen people thought that KFC gave them the best image for healthy living and the cure of breast cancer? Or maybe they didn't see past the 'single largest donation' piece in the agreement.

Now, The Colonel's suit and the KFC headquarters will turn pink as part of the 'Buckets for the Cure' campaign, which runs until May 23.

"Through our Buckets For the Cure campaign, the KFC family nationwide is helping to reach millions of women and men with breast health education, and attempting to make the single largest donation ever to Susan G. Komen for the Cure in an effort to help end breast cancer forever," said Javier Benito, executive vice president of marketing and food innovation for KFC. Seriously? They must also believe Bill Maher when he says we're stupid to make a statement like that. I would like to have Mr. Benito explain to America how exactly eating fried or grilled chicken in a bucket can help end breast cancer forever. All it will do is make America sicker, fatter and more prone to diseases like breast cancer, keeping KFC and certainly Susan G. Komen in business for some time to come.

With a hefty donation of 50 cents per bucket sold, 'KFC and its franchises allow us to continue our lifesaving work funding research, providing breast health education and screenings and providing direct help for millions of women and men in communities across the United States,' said Katrina McGee, Senior Vice President-Global Business Development and Partnerships for Komen. How dare they even hint that this alliance has one thing to do with the health of women?

According to Neal Barnard, MD, president and founder of Physicians' Committee for Responsible Medicine (http://www.pcrm.org), both the grilled and fried chicken served up in these pretty pink buckets contributes to the development of cancer, including breast and prostate cancers. 'Grilled chicken can cause cancer and consumers deserve to know that this supposedly healthy product is actually just as bad for them as high-fat fried chicken. Even a grilled chicken salad increases the risk of breast cancer, prostate cancer and other forms of this lethal disease.'

Even the first lady of Kentucky, Jane Beshar is on the toxic bandwagon saying, "The Governor and I encourage all Kentuckians and Americans to join us in partnering with Kentucky Fried Chicken to 'Go Pink' to increase awareness of breast cancer." As she lights the Kentucky State Capitol and the Governor's mansion in pink, I wonder if she is considering the cancer being produced by the sale of all those little pink buckets of chicken. With all due respect, Ms. Beshar, with a woman's chance of developing breast cancer sometime in her life being a little less than one in eight, everyone is aware of breast cancer. And thanks to people like those at KFC and your support, Susan G. Komen can count on the money continuing to flow into their bank account...because no one eating fried chicken is preventing or eliminating breast cancer any time soon.

Now this is in no way an indictment of the brave women who survive and support each other, who race, climb, cook and proudly support the health of other women. This is about organizations and corporations who prey on women when they are their most vulnerable: when they are sick, frightened, about to lose a symbol of their womanhood. This is about trying to cover up the toxic food you sell with a pretty color and a big donation to a cause that you know tugs on the heart strings of people everywhere.

Spend some time on the Susan G. Komen for the Cure website and you'll see lots of resources for women to find information once diagnosed. You'll also find sections advising women about living a healthy lifestyle by eating a healthy diet and maintaining a healthy weight. But how can they really talk about healthy eating when they partner with the very kinds of companies that destroy the health of all people, not just women? How can they accept one penny from companies like KFC whose products create the exact health problems this organization is sworn to defeat? Someone is tilting at the wrong windmill.

And who will suffer? Us. Because gullible, spoiled Americans who want any excuse to eat the very foods they know are stealing their health will run to the nearest KFC to do their part for 'The Cure.' And if that means eating fried chicken out of a pink bucket, then by God, we'll do it. After all, it's for charity. And who can deny that cute little girl on the billboards for Susan G. Komen for the Cure the elimination of breast cancer in her lifetime? Only in America can we justify and excuse the behavior of behemoth organizations as they lead us like lambs to the slaughter. All they have to do is color their toxins pink and we go all soft and fuzzy for them. Isn't that Colonel a good guy? We get fried chicken and he works tirelessly to help cure cancer.

It's in the hands of women now. They are our breasts. We need to stand up for ourselves and say no...no to the lying, the manipulation, the poison and the exploitation of our health. We need to live natural lives and eat whole unprocessed plant-based foods. Then and only then is there a chance for the cure that has been dangled in front of us for years from the end of a little pink ribbon.

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Monday, April 12, 2010

How to cuddle with an elephant seal :-)

I think I need to visit Russia now! What an amazing experience it would be to just hang out and commune with a baby elephant seal. :)

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Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Controversial Brand Name: German Firm Wins Right to Make Beer Called 'Fucking Hell' - SPIEGEL ONLINE - News - International

Uhhhmazing. I definitely need to figure out how I can get my hands on some of this brew when it comes out later this year. I'm not really a beer drinker, but even I can appreciate an adult beverage with a name like that. :-) Having a horrible day? Finish off your evening with a frosty cold bottle of Fucking Hell. Yeah baby!

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Thursday, March 25, 2010

Food Pets Die For: Shocking Facts About Pet Food

For quite some time I have teetered between high grade (Innovo) pet kibble, and home cooked or raw food for my animals. My dogs enthusiastically received my attempt at beginning a primarily raw food diet, but my vet adamantly opposed my decision when I told him of my plan to go primarily raw food with my dogs. I was discouraged by his lack of support and let my fervor wain for the raw food feeding program. However, I've been unable to shake the idea that raw and whole foods are inherently better for our four-legged friends as opposed to processed kibble, no matter the grade. If it's better for me to eat whole food, why would it be OK for my beloved friends to eat processed food? I've ordered a couple of recommended books by local holistic D.V.M., William Falconer to help me get back on track and successfully make the transition off of kibble for good (for my dogs *and* cats) to a diet that will hopefully improve and lengthen the lives of my furry companions.

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Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Watch Dog Sings To Soothe Crying Baby Video

Super sweet doggy. I like how the dog stops to listen if the baby is still upset before continuing to howl.

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Saturday, March 20, 2010

MUSIC FOR THE CITY

Check out this up and coming organization for 2010. Don't know about you, but I'm going to find out how I can become involved...ASAP. Music + giving = bliss

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Thursday, March 18, 2010

Album of the Week: This Empty Northern Hemisphere by Gregory Alan Isakov, Gregory Alan Isakov

While engaging in my weekend tradition of browsing amazon.com MP3s for superfluous selections, I came across a lovely artist known as Gregory Alan Isakov for the first time. I always get a bit giddy when I randomly strike music gold...especially when it is tucked between albums that make better paper weights than examples of true artistry. I'm a huge fan of indie folk, which goes without saying, but that does not mean that I turn a deaf ear to album imperfections, or inferior artists just because it is one my favorite musical genres. There are indie folk albums that have left me wanting for a show of unique lyrical craftsmanship, though I must admit they've been few and far between recently. when I hear a great one, however, I know it. ;-) This little album by Isakov just undulates with soothing vibes and simple compositions that afford mental relaxation after a long day. As I listen to the tracks, I imagine myself on my back porch with a tasty adult beverage in my hand after the sun has set, peacefully gazing upon the stars and night sky. This is one album that I can put on and play through almost any evening, no matter the occasion and instantly be in a mellow mood. The album's modest, genuine melodies are calming to me, and the occasional sprinkle of tight guest harmony vocals by Brandi Carlile and a dash of lyrical cello wrap up the little package neatly for me. This is one artist to watch, if not already on your radar. There aren't any tour dates in this area listed on Isakov's official web site, but there's hope in me yet that he will wonder 'round this away before the end of the year. Give the album a listen and let me know what you think. I would love to hear your feedback!

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Saturday, March 6, 2010

Monday, March 1, 2010

New Tunes: Citizen Cope - Jericho

Love the tune Jericho off of Citizen Cope's new album The Rainwater. I plan on giving the whole LP a listen later this evening. Sounds promising...

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Friday, February 26, 2010

Florence & The Machine - "Blinding"

Seems that I have been held, in some dreaming state
A tourist in the waking world, never quite awake
No kiss, no gentle word could wake me from this slumber
Until I realise that it was you who held me under

Felt it in my fist, in my feet, in the hollows of my eyelids
Shaking through my skull, through my spine and down through my ribs

No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone
No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world

And I could hear the thunder and see the lightning crack
All around the world was waking, I never could go back
Cos all the walls of dreaming, they were torn right open
And finally it seemed that the spell was broken

And all my bones began to shake, my eyes flew open
And all my bones began to shake, my eyes flew open

No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone
No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world

Snow White's stitching up the circuitboards
Someone's slipping through the hidden door
Snow White's stitching up the circuitboard

No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone
No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world

Snow White's stitching up the circuitboards
Someone's slipping through the hidden door
Snow White's stitching up the circuitboard
Someone's slipping through the hidden door

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Monday, February 22, 2010

Embrace Life - always wear your seat belt

This beautifully powerful work of art brings a message of seat belt awareness like no other campaign that comes to mind. I am moved to tears every time I watch it. Please share this with your loved ones.

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Thursday, February 11, 2010

EastSide Yoga Events: An Evening of Mystic Mantra Music - Kirtan Concert

Please let me know if you'd like to come with. I'm looking forward to this musically inspiring and rejuvenating evening!

An Evening of Mystic Mantra Music - Kirtan Concert


With Sean Johnson and the Wild Lotus Band

http://www.seanjohnsonkirtan.com

Friday, Feb 19th

from 7pm to 9pm
Cost: $15 suggested donation

Dive into the bliss of kirtan, the yoga of music, with celebrated New Orleans mantra musicians Sean Johnson and the Wild Lotus Band.  This critically acclaimed band creates evocative music that blends ancient eastern mantras with western musical taste, passionate vocals, funky grooves and dreamy melodies.  Their innovative approach to chant music transcends genres-shades of rock, jazz, funk, choral, Indian, Irish, Middle Eastern and folk styles merge effortlessly with the magic of the mantras.

"a joy to listen to whether you're a yogi, or anyone who appreciates wildly creative music"  yoga journal.

to reserve your place please email eastsideyoga[at]gmail.com.

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Wednesday, February 3, 2010

No artist is pleased...

“There is a vitality, a life force, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique, and if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium; and be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is, not how it compares with other expression. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open. You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work. You have to keep open and aware directly to the urges that motivate you. Keep the channel open. No artist is pleased. There is no satisfaction whatever at any time. There is on a queer, divine dissatisfaction, a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive than the others.”

 Martha Graham quotes (American Dancer, Teacher and Choreographer of modern dance, 1894-1991)

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No artist is pleased...

“There is a vitality, a life force, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique, and if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium; and be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is, not how it compares with other expression. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open. You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work. You have to keep open and aware directly to the urges that motivate you. Keep the channel open. No artist is pleased. There is no satisfaction whatever at any time. There is on a queer, divine dissatisfaction, a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive than the others.”

 Martha Graham quotes (American Dancer, Teacher and Choreographer of modern dance, 1894-1991)

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Our Deepest Fear...

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
 
----from A Return to Love, by Marianne Williamson.

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Sunday, January 31, 2010

Lyrics that hit home: Beyonce - If I Were A Boy

Ever listen to a song that becomes more clear to you with meaning and resonates in your heart after something major happens in your life? Yup, that would be my experience with this song. object width="500" height="417"> If I were a boy even just for a day I'd roll out of bed in the morning And throw on what I wanted And go drink beer with the guys And chase after girls I'd kick it with who I wanted And I'd never get confronted for it 'Cause they stick up for me If I were a boy I think I could understand How it feels to love a girl I swear I'd be a better man I'd listen to her 'Cause I know how it hurts When you lose the one you wanted 'Cause he's taking you for granted And everything you had got destroyed If I were a boy I would turn off my phone Tell everyone it's broken So they'd think that I was sleeping alone I'd put myself first And make the rules as I go 'Cause I know that she'd be faithful Waiting for me to come home, to come home If I were a boy I think I could understand How it feels to love a girl I swear I'd be a better man I'd listen to her 'Cause I know how it hurts When you lose the one you wanted 'Cause he's taking you for granted And everything you had got destroyed It's a little too late for you to come back Say it's just a mistake Think I'd forgive you like that If you thought I would wait for you You thought wrong But you're just a boy You don't understand And you don't understand, oh How it feels to love a girl Someday you wish you were a better man You don't listen to her You don't care how it hurts Until you lose the one you wanted 'Cause you're taking her for granted And everything you had got destroyed But you're just a boy

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Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Your Soul's Evolution: Practices for Catalyzing Your Spiritual Awakening by Michael Bernard Beckwith

This audio book absolutely resonated with every fiber of my being. Your heart knows when you are hearing the truth, because you have always known it to be but may have been lacking the organization of all of these "knowings" into language. So many things Michael discusses towards the end of the book, I myself have experienced (from the time that I was a tiny child) and was pleasantly surprised to find that I'm not alone in those intense experiences. I'm teeming with anticipation in respect to the path that this new movement towards enlightenment will take humanity as a whole. Open your heart to this book and the truth will set you free.

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On my *to read* list: Meditations of the Heart by Howard Thurman

I Want to be More Loving in My Heart by Howard Thurman

 

I heard this excerpt from one of Howard Thurman's books today while listening to Your Soul's Evolution by Michael Bernard Beckwith. The timing of the universe is always perfect, as I had just been sharing with someone how difficult it has been to stay centered and in the presence of love, refusing retaliation and childish games while going through this separation from my husband. These words could not have connected with my heart more if I had written them myself.

I want to be more loving in my heart. I want to be more loving. Often there are good and sufficient reasons for exercising what seems a clear direct resentment. Again and again I find it hard to hold in check the sharp retort, the biting comeback, even when it seems that someone has done violence to my self respect and decent regard. How natural it seems to give as good as I get. To take nothing lying down, to announce to all a sundry and a thousand ways that no one can run over me and get away with it. All this is a part of the thicket in which my heart gets caught again and again. But deep within me I want to be more loving. To glow with a warmth that will take the chill off of the room, which I share with those whose lives touch mine in the traffic of my goings and comings. I want to be more loving. I want to be more loving in my heart. It is often easy to have the idea in mind, the plan to be more loving; to see it with my mind and give consent to the thought of being loving. This is crystal clear. But I want to be more loving in my heart. I must feel like loving. I must ease the tension in my heart that ejects the sharp barb, the stinging word. I want to be more loving with unconscious awareness and deliberate intent: Unconscious awareness and deliberate intent. I shall be a kind, a gracious human being. Thus those who walk the way with me may find it easier to love. To be gracious because of the love of God which is increasingly expressed in my living. I want to be more loving in my heart.

~Howard Thurman

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Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Joy is the Best Face Lift

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Over the past couple of weeks, people have been asking me if I changed my hair, was trying new makeup, or a new wellness routine. I giggle inside as people look me up and down, wide eyed, trying to pin point what is different about me. Words like “glowing”, “vibrant”, “happy”and “healthy” have been used with frequency to describe the mysterious change others are witnessing. On more than one occasion I have been stopped by complete strangers who felt the unction to compliment me.

 

Joy. That’s all that has changed. I am filled with a joy that is more intense than any stormy weather life could bring my way. My change, my transcendence to this new place of light and love was born out of an experience that pushed me to the brink. My mind was overrun with the details of what I was going through and reached it’s capacity quite suddenly, and then froze. It was in that moment that a fracture occurred between my mind and my life force and I was immediately moved into a place of clarity like I have never experienced before. A knowing came upon me, a moment of clarity that revealed that it was alone my decision to either suffer the mental torment of a situation that I had no reasonable control over without sacrificing myself, or to acknowledge and release those experiences in to the universe so that I could move into a place of peace and love. I chose to follow the light, realizing that my mind/ego would only keep me trapped in a cycle that would ultimately lead to my spiritual death.

 

There is a difference between happiness and joy. Happiness is brought about by external factors and is ultimately fleeting. As soon as your situation moves in an undesirable direction, the happiness you experienced is gone and your pain and discomfort is once again palpable. Joy, on the other hand, comes from within and can only be realized through an acceptance that you are not your mind, that your mind is only a tool to be used by the essence of who you are. An understanding that every moment is just as it should be (no matter the labels that the mind undoubtedly tries to apply), and that we are all one…we are not separate from one another as our minds would have us believe. There is no you against me, there is only an us. We are one divine and eternal life force connected to the heavens and the earth. We are in this together, but until humanity learns to control the mind that labels and separates, we will continue on a path of wars, upheaval, and persecution that sustains a tearing apart. My brother posed a question to me last week when I was discussing with him the beauty of this new place I am in: “Selena, having the joy that you have now and knowing the presence of love from all that is and will ever be, would it matter if you were kidnapped and tortured to your death? Would it change what your spirit knows, and the oneness that you feel?” I answered, “No, because I am one with this universe, with those who kidnap and torture me and every moment is just as it should be in this dance of life eternal.  I know love and joy and peace and those can never be involuntarily taken from me.”

 

I have been reborn.

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Monday, January 25, 2010

Guardians of Being - A celebration of our beloved furry friends, and life

Anyone who knows me understands that I have an exuberant affinity for *all* animals. Big little, hairy or naked, I love all animals with the deepest part of my being. I've been been rabidly consuming books about spiritual enlightenment over the last few weeks, so it was only natural that due to his awareness of the aforementioned, my brother recommend I take a look at Guardians of Being. I picked it up on Saturday from Borders and decided that I would make space to read the book with intention, with purpose. I arrived home, let my brood of animals out into the back yard to play in the beautiful weather and planted myself firmly on a porch chair facing the brilliant sun. I slowly turned through the pages, opening my heart to receive the messages of wisdom that were within. I read, and absorbed in stillness the sounds of birds, the rustling wind against the trees, and my barking dogs that filled the background. I watched my cats chase insects and play tag to and fro in the yard, ever enthused and fully engaged in each action. I took a pause intermittently between reading to just *be* with my animals - in the moment - and soak up the joy that was flowing from the vibration of life itself. Animals are such great teachers of presence, unconditional love and fervor for life. In the time I spent outside, I gave myself completely to listening, to acknowledging that "there is something greater: a sacredness that cannot be understood through thought." I was one with all that is. It was a blissful day...a day perfect with awareness that just *being* is all that is required to create a life abundant with joy.

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Monday, January 18, 2010

Yoga of the Heart - Opening poem

This evening, my first Yoga of the Heart class at Eastside Yoga opened with a beautiful poem that felt so appropriate for what I'm experiencing in my life right now:

Your grief for what you've lost lifts a mirror
Up to where you're bravely working.

Expecting the worst, you look and instead,
Here's the joyful face you've been wanting to see.

Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes.
If it were always a fist or always stretched open,
You would be paralyzed.

Your deepest presence is in every small contracting
And expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and
coordinated as birdwings.

~Rumi

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Wednesday, January 13, 2010

A Foretelling...

In a reply to a friend about the devastating loss in Haiti, I felt the following come to me and was inspired to share with all due to its nature.

This [tragedy in Haiti] is only the first of many devastating events we'll see this year. There will be a spiritual shift in the masses, a transcending, a move toward awakening that will radiate a light of peace and common good in the darkness that will cover this year in the form of many unprecedented, transcontinental tragedies & loss. There will be many who do not come into the light, and they will suffer more than any of the 10 generations before them.

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Monday, January 11, 2010

Twingo Advert - Drag Queen

Thanks to @Julie Gomoll for blogging about this vid! Check out her entry here: http://bit.ly/6tcA3r

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