The past summer months have taught me a lesson about spirit. I have become more consciously aware of the influences of the spirit all around me. It has been an awareness I have known at numerous times of my life, though until the year where I have devoted myself to the inner visions (thank you Stevie) of the essence of life and spirit of consciousness, now more than ever, I understand the spirit within and all around me. This spirit within us is spreading out to others all around us. We share this light and all are connected to us regardless of the space within which we share.
A while back I would wear my sunglasses to shade others from seeing my eyes. I began to realize how easily people could see into my soul; how at one glance I am an open book of truth and light that through my eyes I allow others to read the series of novels of my life.
It can sometimes be a dangerous or treacherous adventure, because of the potentially harmful and unsafe environments I sometimes find myself within. Riding the lucky number 7 at 2:30 in the morning, when the few companion’s minds have been predominantly influenced by crack, alcohol and/or starvation. Fortunately not only my sixth sense can deter me from their unconscious being and shelter my sensitive consciousness from being impacted by their presence.
As I literally do yoga in the streets- waiting for the bus, I spread my arms wide to the sky above me, embracing the light above my head and breathing deeply enjoying this beautiful connection to the spirit, I know that I may look like a crazy person. Some people pass by and smile at me, others have this concerned look like “what the hell is she doing?!” and others laugh or honk as a ridicule.
The reaction of others are okay with me: as for how I feel about other people’s perceptions in my life, I no longer need approval for the way that I am. I learned this lesson back when I was in junior high. There is an intense social system trying to impact how I am “supposed” to interact with others, how to “fit-in” socially. In some ways it wants to govern how I am able to share my inner light with others, or how I personally feel about myself, because of the acceptance of others. Oftentimes, some may not understand other’s ways of being, creative expressionism, or simply their style. The initial perception is based solely on one’s appearance, then actions, speech and thereafter interactions with others, but if we have not taken the time to communicate amongst each other, prejudegements miss the inner being of a person.
I know that I live my life I have maintained connection to the spirit which guides me throughout life, no other person can understand this unless there is complete compassion, nonjudgement, and acceptance in the truest and most unconditional love.
Light shining from the sky above me, clouds surrounding the entire day, but as I embrace the consciousness, it seems that the skies open up and I am constantly surrounded by the light. Thank you for shining all over me, he once said. Go towards the light, for when you are in the light, there is no darkness. I keep you with me always as I have been sharing light and love from a far though I know you are with me always.
Friday, October 1, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Day and Night
I am constantly processing this life, my mind is churning at all hours of the day, observing like a child who has just seen something for the first time, felt the breeze on her face for the first time and it took my breath away- thinking – what was that?!? Being a bit shocked and a bit thrown off, I don’t know if I’m supposed to cry for my caretaker to consul me, or if I am able to adapt and understand what that stimulation was – like child development concepts.
Life is continually changing and we are continually evolving, with each next experience, of every day, as long as we are being aware and conscious of the changes within and all around us. I am embracing the changes with arms spread wide.
Embracing the sun as it rises every morning, as I go outside to see the light above me and feel it on my skin, despite the temperature, I can embrace the sun in front of me. How I love the activity of the day, constantly moving, so much going on all beings feeding off the energy of the sun.
I can embrace the day as it continues to move forward into the evening. I am grateful for this day which I was fortunate to share it with others who are alive and experiencing life. Then I embrace the sun as it sets in the evening, allowing for the darkness to come and the day to be finished, we can embrace the evening night. This is the time which I enjoy most for it is here that I can retreat back into my solace, into my quiet place if I want to.
Family dinner at 8: sharing a meal and a special company. Perhaps afterwards, enjoy entertainment by music, dance, culture, and all the enjoyable things which we do to express the experiences of the day. The activity only stops when we have had too much stimulation for our upright selves.
Then I can appreciate the other activities which may happen during the occasional late night witching hour, and perhaps after a bit of wandering in the aloneness of the night as a song sings of this oddity: “the lonely loner walks the street at night, toss and turn, can’t seem to ease my mind, a a at night.” After the activities of the day have subsided, I catch myself up late into the midnight hours, past then to the early morning; this special time is when the creativity of my inner soul comes.
In between the space of darkness and light, once I am well and tired, is where I find myself retreating to this special place of union, resting once again in connection with my world of unconscious thought and travel.
I embrace all of life. Darkness, light and the silence in between
Life is continually changing and we are continually evolving, with each next experience, of every day, as long as we are being aware and conscious of the changes within and all around us. I am embracing the changes with arms spread wide.
Embracing the sun as it rises every morning, as I go outside to see the light above me and feel it on my skin, despite the temperature, I can embrace the sun in front of me. How I love the activity of the day, constantly moving, so much going on all beings feeding off the energy of the sun.
I can embrace the day as it continues to move forward into the evening. I am grateful for this day which I was fortunate to share it with others who are alive and experiencing life. Then I embrace the sun as it sets in the evening, allowing for the darkness to come and the day to be finished, we can embrace the evening night. This is the time which I enjoy most for it is here that I can retreat back into my solace, into my quiet place if I want to.
Family dinner at 8: sharing a meal and a special company. Perhaps afterwards, enjoy entertainment by music, dance, culture, and all the enjoyable things which we do to express the experiences of the day. The activity only stops when we have had too much stimulation for our upright selves.
Then I can appreciate the other activities which may happen during the occasional late night witching hour, and perhaps after a bit of wandering in the aloneness of the night as a song sings of this oddity: “the lonely loner walks the street at night, toss and turn, can’t seem to ease my mind, a a at night.” After the activities of the day have subsided, I catch myself up late into the midnight hours, past then to the early morning; this special time is when the creativity of my inner soul comes.
In between the space of darkness and light, once I am well and tired, is where I find myself retreating to this special place of union, resting once again in connection with my world of unconscious thought and travel.
I embrace all of life. Darkness, light and the silence in between
Summertime Writings: Watching Boats pass on a sunny day
“Commitment” is the name of the sail boat that I first noticed passing as I stop to appreciate its wonder. I am sitting at the Burt Gilman off the canal writing in enjoyment for this present moment. Watching the boats pass and hearing the waves of the Canal which connects the ocean water of the Puget to the Lake Union. All in front of me are people enjoying their summer Sunday on the water. I love this town I love the water!
“Alliance” is the name of the ridiculously large yacht that I see empty of any person and feeling overly large and useless of space. I remember the overly large homes of my up-bringing where I felt the coldness of pretentiousness and the need for bigger and better. I am disgusted by this mentality of motion and engine gas guzzling power which doesn’t seem fun for anyone but the two people on the board. I am baffled that two people would imagine that this ginormous rig is essential for enjoyment. I wonder with a name expressing association and coalition, how they interpret their involvement with other people as they are not in any way intermingling with another water friend other than dominating space.
A father and his two young boys with their trusted hound putt by in the smallest fishing dingy and I see joy. I feel that he is imparting an experience of wonder to these children. To them, joy is simply to be on the water, watching with wonder. Not needing to be in the largest boat on the water, no yacht could bring them closer to the flowing water of the small fishing boat where they can reach their hands outside the boat and feel the water rushing through their fingertips.
The other large boats are a potential hazard. Someone could fall off the side and be mangled by the propeller of the engine. Get too many large boats together and they have no maneuvering ability causing a potential problem of collision. Watching boats passing I am reminded of the simplicities of life.
I enjoy the company of the duck and talk to him in my Donald Duck voice as he passes by.
“Alliance” is the name of the ridiculously large yacht that I see empty of any person and feeling overly large and useless of space. I remember the overly large homes of my up-bringing where I felt the coldness of pretentiousness and the need for bigger and better. I am disgusted by this mentality of motion and engine gas guzzling power which doesn’t seem fun for anyone but the two people on the board. I am baffled that two people would imagine that this ginormous rig is essential for enjoyment. I wonder with a name expressing association and coalition, how they interpret their involvement with other people as they are not in any way intermingling with another water friend other than dominating space.
A father and his two young boys with their trusted hound putt by in the smallest fishing dingy and I see joy. I feel that he is imparting an experience of wonder to these children. To them, joy is simply to be on the water, watching with wonder. Not needing to be in the largest boat on the water, no yacht could bring them closer to the flowing water of the small fishing boat where they can reach their hands outside the boat and feel the water rushing through their fingertips.
The other large boats are a potential hazard. Someone could fall off the side and be mangled by the propeller of the engine. Get too many large boats together and they have no maneuvering ability causing a potential problem of collision. Watching boats passing I am reminded of the simplicities of life.
I enjoy the company of the duck and talk to him in my Donald Duck voice as he passes by.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Blackberries, a fruitful season
So on my way from the bungalow to the bus I found a patch of blackberries. Ripe with the end of summer heat I came to an understanding that a few days previous, 6-year-olds were sharing with me. A simple thought but it seems to be a poignant analogy for the present. The sweetest, most juicy berries in the patch are the ones that are hardest to reach.
The juiciest berries are the most difficult to reach because you may get scratched or pricked by the protruding thorns, but eventually the joy of attaining the berry is sweet in your mouth. This as well is not long lasting. Eventually the berry will be consumed and the sweetness will be swallowed, no longer on our palate. We may remember the berry and want more of it – like the little ones who were sharing the joy of picking berries with me the other day. Their hands full of berries they could no longer hold, yet continued to pick “just one more” and each time, it was one more, then one more. We eventually had no space to hold berries without spoiling them to waste along the ground. The cup became full, along with our bellies. At the moment we no longer could reach for another, when the juiciest berry was furthest from our reach, we simply had to give up on wanting what we could not have.
Even though the sweetness was enjoyed in our mouth, no longer were we interested in the flavor, as we had had too much to stomach. We enjoyed every moment of discovering another sweet spot, reaching out to find the perfect ripest one, sometimes getting pricked by the protection in the process, though grabbing for more until eventually we were full.
Presently, the only berries left on the vines from a season past are rotten now with over ripened mold and the summer days have turned into the fall: a fruit bearing vine is now simply an invasive weed. Those special tangy treats were delicious while they lasted and now we must relinquish the moment to appreciate a season of sweetness it was lovely and delicious while it lasted. May we now appreciate the fruitful offerings at present?
I appreciate the moments I am able to share with children in my presence. I feel of their light and their connection to the energy of the light above and all around us. Any person who shares the connection with children understands that it is a space where we once were as a child: exploratory and free, eyes wide open to all that is around us. Staying close to that light, to that inner child, there is the connection to the divine. Embracing the passing day with arms wide open and seeing all that goes on. Open to all fruits of every season.
The juiciest berries are the most difficult to reach because you may get scratched or pricked by the protruding thorns, but eventually the joy of attaining the berry is sweet in your mouth. This as well is not long lasting. Eventually the berry will be consumed and the sweetness will be swallowed, no longer on our palate. We may remember the berry and want more of it – like the little ones who were sharing the joy of picking berries with me the other day. Their hands full of berries they could no longer hold, yet continued to pick “just one more” and each time, it was one more, then one more. We eventually had no space to hold berries without spoiling them to waste along the ground. The cup became full, along with our bellies. At the moment we no longer could reach for another, when the juiciest berry was furthest from our reach, we simply had to give up on wanting what we could not have.
Even though the sweetness was enjoyed in our mouth, no longer were we interested in the flavor, as we had had too much to stomach. We enjoyed every moment of discovering another sweet spot, reaching out to find the perfect ripest one, sometimes getting pricked by the protection in the process, though grabbing for more until eventually we were full.
Presently, the only berries left on the vines from a season past are rotten now with over ripened mold and the summer days have turned into the fall: a fruit bearing vine is now simply an invasive weed. Those special tangy treats were delicious while they lasted and now we must relinquish the moment to appreciate a season of sweetness it was lovely and delicious while it lasted. May we now appreciate the fruitful offerings at present?
I appreciate the moments I am able to share with children in my presence. I feel of their light and their connection to the energy of the light above and all around us. Any person who shares the connection with children understands that it is a space where we once were as a child: exploratory and free, eyes wide open to all that is around us. Staying close to that light, to that inner child, there is the connection to the divine. Embracing the passing day with arms wide open and seeing all that goes on. Open to all fruits of every season.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
End of Summer Yoga with Ashley
To all the Cats and Dogs who love to do Downward Dog and Cat alike~ I have some fun yoga concepts to introduce around town and hope you can join in when it works for you! Also, I'm sub-teaching at numerous studios so KIT via facebook for updates if I send out a last minute change to my schedule!
Monday, August 9, 2010
Matisyahu at the Moore
Saturday night was like going to the temple, or synagogue of higher consciousness. I went to hear and dance to the music of Matisyahu. Such an incredible upliftment of light and love via sound.
These past months, I have been so fully focused on the spirit which is all around me, I am in such a different mind and body space than I can remember from the past. I have been on my path of continual self development, every day meditating, working more fully for the goal ahead of me, while trying to remain present in all that I do and all of the people sharing their presence with me.
I have cherished those who have come into my life, on this ever continually changing path to learning more about myself through other's influence. Most recently, it has been so aparent that all who are coming into my life at every point in every day, are coming for a greater reason. I have been open-eyed with astonishment that each time I am graced by the presence of someone for even a short moment, such as a conversation on the bus, or catching eyes as we pass along the street, I know it is a gifts shared by those influenced by the spirit within and all around us. I am acceptant of these lessons and I give thanks to all who are sharing the light and love of the spirit.
At this moment, I am in gratitude once again for the sound of music, the dub base which reverberates through my ears, my stomach and my chest. I give thanks to the honesty and the beauty of this musician who has shared his path of struggle and triumph with us all through his music. Like this song's lyrics, I feel the spirit in my body, in my chest like lightning.
To those who are continually sharing this light and love, I welcome you into my life at present for all the gifts I will share with you and embrace the gifts you share with gratitude and love. May my loved ones from paths and lives past if we have departed, continue to come back into my life at present, I welcome you with open arms, heart, mind, body and soul.
Yiggi Yiggi yo! Yiggi Yiggi Yo!
http://www.matisyahuworld.com/
King Without a Crown Lyrics:
See you're all that I have and you're all that I need
Each and every day I pray to get to know you please
I want to be close to you, yes I'm so hungry
You're like water for my soul when it gets thirsty
Without you there's no me
You're the air that I breathe
So sometimes the world is dark and I just can't see
With these, demons surround all around to bring me down to negativity
But I believe, yes I believe, I said I believe
I'll stand on my own two feet
Won't be brought down on one knee
Fight with all of my might and get these demons to flee
Hashem's rays fire blaze burn bright and I believe
Hashem's rays fire blaze burn bright and I believe
Out of darkness comes light, twilight unto the heights
Crown Heights ya burnin' up all through till twilight
Said, thank you to my God, now I finally got it right
And I'll fight with all of my heart, and all a' my soul, and all a' my might
What's this feeling?
My love will rip a hole in the ceiling
I give myself to you from the essence of my being and I
Sing to my God, songs of love and healing
I want Moshiach now, time we start revealing
What's this feeling?
My love will rip a hole in the ceiling
I give myself to you from the essence of my being and I
Sing to my God, songs of love and healing
I want Moshiach now
Strip away the layers and reveal your soul
You got to give yourself up and then you become whole
You're a slave to yourself and you don't even know
You want to live the fast life but your brain moves slow
If you're trying to stay high, ya bound to stay low
You want God but you couldn't deflate your ego
If you're already there then there's nowhere to go
If you're cup's already full then its bound to overflow
If you're drowning in the water's and you can't stay afloat
Ask Hashem for mercy, and he'll throw you a rope
You're looking for help from God you say he couldn't be found
Searching up to the sky and looking beneath the ground
Like a King without his Crown
You keep fallin' down
You really want to live but can't get rid of your frown
Tried to reach unto the heights and wound bound down on the ground
Given up your pride and the you heard a sound
Out of night comes day and out of day comes light
Nullified to the One like sunlight in a ray,
Makin' room for his love and a fire gone blaze
Makin' room for his love and a fire gone blaze
What's this feeling?
My love will rip a hole in the ceiling
I give myself to you from the essence of my being and I
Sing to my God, songs of love and healing
I want Moshiach now, time we start revealing
What's this feeling?
My love will rip a skylight in the ceiling
I give myself to you from the essence of my being and I
Sing to my God, songs of love and healing
Yo
I lift up my eyes where my help come from
Seen it circling around from the mountain
Thunder!
You feel it in your chest
You keep my mind at ease and my soul at rest
And I look to the sky where my help come from
Seen it circling around from the mountain
Thunder!
You feel it in your chest
Say thunder, you feel it in you, i feel it in you
Thunder you feel it in you, i feel it in you
Thunder you feel it in you, i feel it in you
What's this feeling?
My love will rip a hole in the ceiling
I give myself to you from the essence of my being
Sing to my God,
These past months, I have been so fully focused on the spirit which is all around me, I am in such a different mind and body space than I can remember from the past. I have been on my path of continual self development, every day meditating, working more fully for the goal ahead of me, while trying to remain present in all that I do and all of the people sharing their presence with me.
I have cherished those who have come into my life, on this ever continually changing path to learning more about myself through other's influence. Most recently, it has been so aparent that all who are coming into my life at every point in every day, are coming for a greater reason. I have been open-eyed with astonishment that each time I am graced by the presence of someone for even a short moment, such as a conversation on the bus, or catching eyes as we pass along the street, I know it is a gifts shared by those influenced by the spirit within and all around us. I am acceptant of these lessons and I give thanks to all who are sharing the light and love of the spirit.
At this moment, I am in gratitude once again for the sound of music, the dub base which reverberates through my ears, my stomach and my chest. I give thanks to the honesty and the beauty of this musician who has shared his path of struggle and triumph with us all through his music. Like this song's lyrics, I feel the spirit in my body, in my chest like lightning.
To those who are continually sharing this light and love, I welcome you into my life at present for all the gifts I will share with you and embrace the gifts you share with gratitude and love. May my loved ones from paths and lives past if we have departed, continue to come back into my life at present, I welcome you with open arms, heart, mind, body and soul.
Yiggi Yiggi yo! Yiggi Yiggi Yo!
http://www.matisyahuworld.com/
King Without a Crown Lyrics:
See you're all that I have and you're all that I need
Each and every day I pray to get to know you please
I want to be close to you, yes I'm so hungry
You're like water for my soul when it gets thirsty
Without you there's no me
You're the air that I breathe
So sometimes the world is dark and I just can't see
With these, demons surround all around to bring me down to negativity
But I believe, yes I believe, I said I believe
I'll stand on my own two feet
Won't be brought down on one knee
Fight with all of my might and get these demons to flee
Hashem's rays fire blaze burn bright and I believe
Hashem's rays fire blaze burn bright and I believe
Out of darkness comes light, twilight unto the heights
Crown Heights ya burnin' up all through till twilight
Said, thank you to my God, now I finally got it right
And I'll fight with all of my heart, and all a' my soul, and all a' my might
What's this feeling?
My love will rip a hole in the ceiling
I give myself to you from the essence of my being and I
Sing to my God, songs of love and healing
I want Moshiach now, time we start revealing
What's this feeling?
My love will rip a hole in the ceiling
I give myself to you from the essence of my being and I
Sing to my God, songs of love and healing
I want Moshiach now
Strip away the layers and reveal your soul
You got to give yourself up and then you become whole
You're a slave to yourself and you don't even know
You want to live the fast life but your brain moves slow
If you're trying to stay high, ya bound to stay low
You want God but you couldn't deflate your ego
If you're already there then there's nowhere to go
If you're cup's already full then its bound to overflow
If you're drowning in the water's and you can't stay afloat
Ask Hashem for mercy, and he'll throw you a rope
You're looking for help from God you say he couldn't be found
Searching up to the sky and looking beneath the ground
Like a King without his Crown
You keep fallin' down
You really want to live but can't get rid of your frown
Tried to reach unto the heights and wound bound down on the ground
Given up your pride and the you heard a sound
Out of night comes day and out of day comes light
Nullified to the One like sunlight in a ray,
Makin' room for his love and a fire gone blaze
Makin' room for his love and a fire gone blaze
What's this feeling?
My love will rip a hole in the ceiling
I give myself to you from the essence of my being and I
Sing to my God, songs of love and healing
I want Moshiach now, time we start revealing
What's this feeling?
My love will rip a skylight in the ceiling
I give myself to you from the essence of my being and I
Sing to my God, songs of love and healing
Yo
I lift up my eyes where my help come from
Seen it circling around from the mountain
Thunder!
You feel it in your chest
You keep my mind at ease and my soul at rest
And I look to the sky where my help come from
Seen it circling around from the mountain
Thunder!
You feel it in your chest
Say thunder, you feel it in you, i feel it in you
Thunder you feel it in you, i feel it in you
Thunder you feel it in you, i feel it in you
What's this feeling?
My love will rip a hole in the ceiling
I give myself to you from the essence of my being
Sing to my God,
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
early morning awakeness
So this morning I awoke 2 hours before my alarm with a more clear mind than the fog I am used to finding myself within. This awake-ness is uncommon to me at any time that I am brought back from my dream world. An urgency to come back to ground, but nothing pressing to do, no commitments to others or myself, other than to start my day.
I began my normal routine:
walk like a zombie to put a pot of water to boil and start my day with a cup of tea
roll around on the ground a bit *my version of morning yoga and a poor girls’ massage
open the blinds to the light of the sun,
light the floral incense sending my prayers to God within and all around,
rock in my chair which rocks,
tap the singing bowl which sings,
guide the wind chime to meet the other hanging limbs of former bamboo trees, *grateful that they are now a part of my home so far from their former home
open my door facing East to start my day on the mat giving namaskara to rising surya
feel the sun rays warmly on my fingertips as the energy flows through me
give thanks to this early morning
Thank you for this early morning
for it transforms the *stuck which I feel each day I awake, into a reason to continue forward on this path
Thank you to all my spirit guides whom I may not know of you from this lifetime, and have forgotten from the many lifetimes we have traveled together. Thank you to my ancestors for planting your seed which continues to grow through me. Thank you to my family who has been through the years of this lifetime with me, and for the wisdom of my grandparents past and present. Oh sherm, thank you for visiting me in the morning of my early awakeness, for the songs you share and continue to speak through to me. I know you are with me in the night when I am alone, when I sleep we meet up again in that etheral world of consciousness, and when I awake, I know you continue to guide and protect me as I travel through this human existance. Thank you to the children who bring shining rays of light back into my life to remind me that we are connected to God. When we honor the presence of the child, there is no difference from that innocent child energy and the energy of the sun God consciousness: joyful, energetic, continual growth, vibrant light.
I began my normal routine:
walk like a zombie to put a pot of water to boil and start my day with a cup of tea
roll around on the ground a bit *my version of morning yoga and a poor girls’ massage
open the blinds to the light of the sun,
light the floral incense sending my prayers to God within and all around,
rock in my chair which rocks,
tap the singing bowl which sings,
guide the wind chime to meet the other hanging limbs of former bamboo trees, *grateful that they are now a part of my home so far from their former home
open my door facing East to start my day on the mat giving namaskara to rising surya
feel the sun rays warmly on my fingertips as the energy flows through me
give thanks to this early morning
Thank you for this early morning
for it transforms the *stuck which I feel each day I awake, into a reason to continue forward on this path
Thank you to all my spirit guides whom I may not know of you from this lifetime, and have forgotten from the many lifetimes we have traveled together. Thank you to my ancestors for planting your seed which continues to grow through me. Thank you to my family who has been through the years of this lifetime with me, and for the wisdom of my grandparents past and present. Oh sherm, thank you for visiting me in the morning of my early awakeness, for the songs you share and continue to speak through to me. I know you are with me in the night when I am alone, when I sleep we meet up again in that etheral world of consciousness, and when I awake, I know you continue to guide and protect me as I travel through this human existance. Thank you to the children who bring shining rays of light back into my life to remind me that we are connected to God. When we honor the presence of the child, there is no difference from that innocent child energy and the energy of the sun God consciousness: joyful, energetic, continual growth, vibrant light.
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