Wednesday, September 29, 2010

word of the day:

Daybreak

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

new Sufjan Stevens Album: stream it here. I'm in the middle of it, so far so beautiful.

http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=130049247

Monday, September 27, 2010

welcome to a time of intense dreaming.

on saturday I was a native american rushing into battle playing a flute. i was sitting with a few others playing music and suddenly men wearing suits came into the field. we outnumbered them and there was a moment where we could have been passive and let them run us. but i had the urge to chase them off, and so I ran straight for one of them playing the flute. he shot me. I might have floated away and become a constellation.

last night I was running the mexican border, going from a little adobe house on a hill under a giant blue sky with my friend B and her new love that I haven't met yet. I wrote to her this morning to tell her about my border dream. coincidentally they are planning a border festival in the spring, from a little adobe house on a hill. I guess I've dreamed my way into it and will make my way over there come April.

Monday, September 20, 2010

mind the gap
between you and where people and things fall short
whether they do or not
whether it is you or not
in that distance there is information.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

control

this is a minute for those that I dare not count, spent trying to understand what and who you love, looking at pictures taken before the dawn of the new self consciousness, before we got so lost in the reflection, before we became seer and seen. we look, we look - to make measurements of me, map my position, understand my context, examine my value, prove I have one, make myself feel i have none. who knows?

any way, i leave feeling less. i just can't know everything. sometimes I forget that I don't want to.

Monday, September 13, 2010

submerge










Buffalo: Prayer and Abundance

Those who have a Buffalo totem must walk a sacred path, honoring every walk of life.
You will achieve nothing without the aid of the Great Spirit
and you must be humble enough to ask for assistance and then be grateful for those gifts.

A Buffalo totem will seek to help you establish a deep connection to Mother Earth
and it will ask you to help the endangered species of our planet.
He will bring you strength of character and an independent spirit.

It is the totem of abundance.
Do not push or force, but follow the easiest path.
Buffalo medicine is knowing that abundance is present
when all relations are honored as sacred and when gratitude is expressed to every part of creation.
Buffalo medicine is prayer, gratitude and praise.
Praying for the needs of all creatures, for harmony and
give praise for the gifts you have already received.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

1st Rolfing Session of 10 last night. had a thought during, that the process is like tuning the body as if it were an instrument. painful, but so interesting to surrender to it, say yes to it, knowing that you are being re-ordered. when I detached from it, i could feel its vibration, felt my body like this, like an instrument, singing strange notes.

Monday, September 6, 2010

labor day weekend kicked ass. I'm so thankful for this palpable end of season deliverance. as i walk home even my own street looks different.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

some like it

watched "Some Like it Hot" in the park tonight against a backdrop of the city, floating upright rectangles with little lights. I waited for Marilyn Monroe to make an appearance, I had not seen the movie before but knew she was in it. I thought the crowd would make some collective noise when she appeared, I thought that there would be an expressed sense of waiting for her as I was, but there wasn't. I expected the icon worship, but no.

Everytime I see her in something I want to pay attention to what it was about her, or who she was. I can't imagine that this person got to be a person in the context of her arrival, her presence creating the stardom phenomenon. She evokes a very tactile thing, she's fluffy, in a sort of literal sense. she's soft, full, something about substantial vacancy, I don't know. the film was made three years before she died, she was 33, my age. I can't help but wonder what went on, what that vacancy was, who lived behind it, and where they lived. I'm sorry you had to go like that. I wonder who you were.