Im a deep lover of love songs. Im an even deeper lover of 70's soft rock love songs. Maybe it's the feathered hair. Maybe its the chilled down and out sound that makes you want to make-out or slow dance under the moonlight. Regardless, if you ever see the Time Life series of 70's soft rock songs and my brithday is coming up, don't hesitiate to call the number on the screen. I promise to make you many playlists.
Even better yet, you ever ctach wind of an Ambrosia reunion tour, call me up, I love these guys. To start our Monday off right, here's some little treats I pulled off YouTube. Relax and enjoy. Afterall, "That's How Much I Feel."
Skip the first 30 seconds:
Monday, March 29, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
An Affair with Laughter...
So my last couple blogs have been fairly pensive... well none of that today. Today I want to show gratitude for the wonderful gift of laughter. I love to laugh until my cheeks hurt and my diaphragm gets a good work out. Laugh today with someone, or if you're reading this alone, Ive attached some YouTube videos. Who doesn't love dancing babies, laughing babies , or any silly game show blooper?
Enjoy and don't hold back. Laugh it up. YouTube more and laugh some more. Email me some good knock- knock jokes too.
At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities. ~Jean Houston
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter. ~e.e. Cummings
Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face. ~Victor Hugo
Laughter is an orgasm triggered by the intercourse of sense and nonsense. ~Author Unknown
Enjoy and don't hold back. Laugh it up. YouTube more and laugh some more. Email me some good knock- knock jokes too.
At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities. ~Jean Houston
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter. ~e.e. Cummings
Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face. ~Victor Hugo
Laughter is an orgasm triggered by the intercourse of sense and nonsense. ~Author Unknown
Monday, March 22, 2010
Expecting no expectations..or something like that
Too often, we try to mold others into what we want them to be, what we think they are, what we think they should be. We are filled with expectations all around us. Friends, family, co-workers, even expectations to look amazing in that couture dress you are going to wear on Saturday. Expectations are really a dangerous thing. Especially when it comes to one another.
Instead of creating expectations, it is much easier most time to take step back, and honor someone for who they are, exactly where they are at in their journey. All the while taking into account the Great Realization that they may or may not represent what you may need or desire in that present moment , they just simply are. So what if you had a bad date? That is one more person you did not know before. So what if someone you were close with once hardly talks to you? So what if you lost your job? These are all moments that pass through us and leave a mark on your soul, so just be present when they are there. That way you don't look back and regret on taking someone or something for granted. A job. Your 20's. A friend. A loved one. what have you.
By doing this , you are free to completely submerse yourself into that situation or being you are sharing it with, at that moment. Which is what it is, a moment. Tomorrows changes are already the present, yesterday was yesterday, and the future is already here.
I believe people , situations and circumstances are meant to circle and intertwine in and out of your life. Much like the wind between the trees. A breeze passes and sails on its way, but the leaf and the branch had the moment to dance with it, and is changed because of it.
We are blessed because, unlike a leaf or a branch, we have memories , emotions, and a higher conscientious of being to feel and evaluate. But even more importantly we are above those things,more like the leaf. We are souls, spirits and energy that can move freely to cross and dance with each other.
How many friendships have you had in your life where you may have not spoken to that person in years, but if you were to be put in a room together it would be like a day has never passed? Your kindship wouldn't have missed a beat in its cosmic rhythm.
I have many of these people in my life and am thankful to have had those moments with them. They shared with me their gifts and individual light which resides in who they are. So what if we don't talk alot or we are not facebook (or myspace) friends? I was there in the moment and I have gratitude.
I am not perfect. I would never claim to be , and honestly, I would never want to be. But the more I face fears within myself of letting go of my sweet nostalgia, the less afraid I become.
The more I face the fact that I have an ego , as we all do, the more I can let go of any expectations of you (Even my expectations that you will read my blogs). I appreciate you for who you are and the dance we danced or will dance in the future.
Even if I knew you for a moment and wouldn't let my differences go, i still honor you.
Even if you dont know me as well as my parents, best friends, or someone who I am dating, I have unconditional respect and love for you and the mark you have left, sincerely from my soul to yours. I say this to anyone Ive known whose been in my life. Even my old babysitter in which I dont even know her name, or that sorority sister in college I never really got close to. Or an old friend or x-boyfriend whom I never talk to anymore. We are all meant to be on a constant path of change and I thank you for who you are.
So i leave you with this question for the day:
Who do you need to take time to honor and appreciate at this very moment? And furthermore, how will you tell them?
What expectations can you let go of?
Friday, March 19, 2010
Oh!!.... The Places You'll go!
It is better to travel well than to arrive. ~ Buddha
I love to travel. In fact, I have three travel magazine subscriptions ( yes I know three is a little much I recently cut back). I'm the kind of traveler that looks for the heart of the experience through culture, people (especially children),music, architecture, the agriculture, local drinking establishments and restaurants. I, for the most part, avoid over-indulgent, expensive hotels/resorts , however, am not opposed to a dose of room service with a side of of 1,000,000,000 thread Egyptian cotton sheets with another side of a spa treatment every now and then.
The last big trip I took was to London and Devon/Totness to visit my friend Kore and her boyfriend Lumin. It was a perfect trip mixed with the bustle of London and a 4 hour train ( of which Kore and I were both unfortunately very sick and hungover) ride to the English countryside where the violets and primrose were just beginning to bloom. It was a prefectly balanced trip bewteen city and country and I hope to jet set somewhere over that way again soon. But I'm sure my next trip will most certainly be to my family in MI whom I miss dearly, and it's been way too long. Until then I cut out little places from my magazines of where I want to go and things I want to see and do and glue stick them into a life book I started a couple years ago. I realize I may never be able to do it all, but it's so fun to dream about all that is out there. It feels even better to come back from a trip and check off that little nook of a foreign farmers market or antique shop in my book and write the date I completed it in my lifebook.
If you love to travel, make it a goal. Dont let money or time away deter you. Set aside money over a period of time and save it. All the while make a book of the things you would like to experience. This fuels you when you want that Starbucks coffee everyday versus making it at home. And when you return from your travels call me and lets have tea so I can listen to your journey.
Although I am not an expert at travel, through my little magazines and some creativity of my own, I want to share some little tips that possibly could make your journey even even more memorable or maybe just a little more comfortable.
1. My friend Aspasia and Kore both know Im candle obsessive, and even when I travel I always bring one. It adds such warmth and homeyness to a hotel or B&B room. But if I buy any candles while on vacation (or incense) I try to buy two of them. One I will use for the rest of the trip, and the other to burn when I get home and want to return to the place I was, even only for a moment. Try it. This is a good one. When Kore and I tramped all over Greece, it was the incense that stayed with us the whole time.
2. Grab newspapers and save any little ticket stubs. You can laminate them and give them to friends as bookmarks. I personally make my own little collage cards to give to people on certain occasions and use them for postcards to send or a card with a Little note on the back. Whatever you do on your time away, find a way to recycle those little things and make them meaningful from you to others.
3. Music. I love music. Music is huge to me when traveling. If I forget my ipod, Im lost. But if you go somewhere where there is a different flavor of music , go into little record shops, buy cd's, or even better yet, just keep a log of songs that are influential to you or remind you of that place. When you get home create your very own playlist and it will take you back there all over again.
4. If it's not obvious ( see #1) Im big on fragrances and smells. I always pick a shampoo I never use regularly. For example, when I went with my parents to the Bahamas I bought this delicious coconut smelling shampoo. Now when Im in the mood Ill buy some and use it and the memories comes back to me. Along with nice, shiny hair. bonus.
5. Dr. Bronners Organic Castille soap. This stuff can be used for just about anything, I think it has almost 20 uses. Laundry, body , face, even brushing the beavers. I personally dont recommend it for shampoo, left mine a little greasy. But anything else its an all propose, all organic miracle. I suggest doing some research though on the recipes, most times you will have to dilute it in water.
6. I am an accessory whore. I really am. I love scarves, necklaces , bracelets, and anything else I can wear to spruce up an outfit, with nothing short of looking like a Christmas tree. So when packing earrings I recently learned a new trick to get over sized buttons and place one pair in each of the holes. That way, you dont have to dig in your jewelry bag for the other. * I cannot take credit for this idea , but have to share it does make getting ready easier my ladies :)
So there you have it. See the world. Let the world see you and call me when you get back.
Where do you want go?
I love to travel. In fact, I have three travel magazine subscriptions ( yes I know three is a little much I recently cut back). I'm the kind of traveler that looks for the heart of the experience through culture, people (especially children),music, architecture, the agriculture, local drinking establishments and restaurants. I, for the most part, avoid over-indulgent, expensive hotels/resorts , however, am not opposed to a dose of room service with a side of of 1,000,000,000 thread Egyptian cotton sheets with another side of a spa treatment every now and then.
The last big trip I took was to London and Devon/Totness to visit my friend Kore and her boyfriend Lumin. It was a perfect trip mixed with the bustle of London and a 4 hour train ( of which Kore and I were both unfortunately very sick and hungover) ride to the English countryside where the violets and primrose were just beginning to bloom. It was a prefectly balanced trip bewteen city and country and I hope to jet set somewhere over that way again soon. But I'm sure my next trip will most certainly be to my family in MI whom I miss dearly, and it's been way too long. Until then I cut out little places from my magazines of where I want to go and things I want to see and do and glue stick them into a life book I started a couple years ago. I realize I may never be able to do it all, but it's so fun to dream about all that is out there. It feels even better to come back from a trip and check off that little nook of a foreign farmers market or antique shop in my book and write the date I completed it in my lifebook.
If you love to travel, make it a goal. Dont let money or time away deter you. Set aside money over a period of time and save it. All the while make a book of the things you would like to experience. This fuels you when you want that Starbucks coffee everyday versus making it at home. And when you return from your travels call me and lets have tea so I can listen to your journey.
Although I am not an expert at travel, through my little magazines and some creativity of my own, I want to share some little tips that possibly could make your journey even even more memorable or maybe just a little more comfortable.
1. My friend Aspasia and Kore both know Im candle obsessive, and even when I travel I always bring one. It adds such warmth and homeyness to a hotel or B&B room. But if I buy any candles while on vacation (or incense) I try to buy two of them. One I will use for the rest of the trip, and the other to burn when I get home and want to return to the place I was, even only for a moment. Try it. This is a good one. When Kore and I tramped all over Greece, it was the incense that stayed with us the whole time.
2. Grab newspapers and save any little ticket stubs. You can laminate them and give them to friends as bookmarks. I personally make my own little collage cards to give to people on certain occasions and use them for postcards to send or a card with a Little note on the back. Whatever you do on your time away, find a way to recycle those little things and make them meaningful from you to others.
3. Music. I love music. Music is huge to me when traveling. If I forget my ipod, Im lost. But if you go somewhere where there is a different flavor of music , go into little record shops, buy cd's, or even better yet, just keep a log of songs that are influential to you or remind you of that place. When you get home create your very own playlist and it will take you back there all over again.
4. If it's not obvious ( see #1) Im big on fragrances and smells. I always pick a shampoo I never use regularly. For example, when I went with my parents to the Bahamas I bought this delicious coconut smelling shampoo. Now when Im in the mood Ill buy some and use it and the memories comes back to me. Along with nice, shiny hair. bonus.
5. Dr. Bronners Organic Castille soap. This stuff can be used for just about anything, I think it has almost 20 uses. Laundry, body , face, even brushing the beavers. I personally dont recommend it for shampoo, left mine a little greasy. But anything else its an all propose, all organic miracle. I suggest doing some research though on the recipes, most times you will have to dilute it in water.
6. I am an accessory whore. I really am. I love scarves, necklaces , bracelets, and anything else I can wear to spruce up an outfit, with nothing short of looking like a Christmas tree. So when packing earrings I recently learned a new trick to get over sized buttons and place one pair in each of the holes. That way, you dont have to dig in your jewelry bag for the other. * I cannot take credit for this idea , but have to share it does make getting ready easier my ladies :)
So there you have it. See the world. Let the world see you and call me when you get back.
Where do you want go?
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Insomnia is love
I am such an insomniac this week (well actually I have been my whole life, especially this week.) I looked up insomnia and this is what it said: inability to obtain sufficient sleep, esp. when chronic; difficulty in falling or staying asleep; sleeplessness.
Ive sort of accepted the fact that I will go through spurts where sleep will be forsaken for other things: Namely my liberated resistance to learning how to quiet the mind and the heart. My resistance to the fact that nothing other than this present moment matters. Not what what happened in the past, not what is to be in the future, but this (that) present moment of being warm, safe and horizontally snuggly.
However, I have come to realize somethng most incredible. I have my clearest moments of epiphanies and great wisdom when lying in bed with my thoughts. And it usually carries on through my dreams. Why is that? I find strength in re-evaluating the day and counting my blessings every night before I go to sleep. It’s just sometimes my head is filled with emotion instead of my heart and soul capturing the feeling where it belongs.
However, although today Im insanely tired, I came to the conclusion last night that I actually need to embrace my exhaustion today. If I wasn’t ever exhausted how could I ever appreciate feeling of being well rested and peaceful? I'm not going to fight for sleep,(to be honest it's too exhausting), and besides tea and coffee become my crutch to comfort my woes. I'm going to let my thoughts run as they should, in and out, but more importantly through me. Like how binary stars come into orbit. At first they discover each others pull, but once they find their center gravity mass they create not only a beautiful balance but also an amazing orbital spin that lasts for millions of years.
So I need to do the same and let my thoughts and dreams be free. Free in the physical realm and my spiritual being (my prayer and mantras), simply free. Let go of trying to clear my mind. Exhaustion and peace are relativley the same, depending on how you see it.
How many times have you told yourself to go to sleep and got even more stressed about not sleeping it only fueled the cause of you not being able to sleep, thus causing more stress? Vicious cyle. I do it all too often.
Tonight I hope to have visions of leprechauns, rainbows, and four leaf clovers in my head before I drift off.
How are you sleeping these nights? What keeps you awake? How can you let go of the sleep you forsake?
Ive sort of accepted the fact that I will go through spurts where sleep will be forsaken for other things: Namely my liberated resistance to learning how to quiet the mind and the heart. My resistance to the fact that nothing other than this present moment matters. Not what what happened in the past, not what is to be in the future, but this (that) present moment of being warm, safe and horizontally snuggly.
However, I have come to realize somethng most incredible. I have my clearest moments of epiphanies and great wisdom when lying in bed with my thoughts. And it usually carries on through my dreams. Why is that? I find strength in re-evaluating the day and counting my blessings every night before I go to sleep. It’s just sometimes my head is filled with emotion instead of my heart and soul capturing the feeling where it belongs.
However, although today Im insanely tired, I came to the conclusion last night that I actually need to embrace my exhaustion today. If I wasn’t ever exhausted how could I ever appreciate feeling of being well rested and peaceful? I'm not going to fight for sleep,(to be honest it's too exhausting), and besides tea and coffee become my crutch to comfort my woes. I'm going to let my thoughts run as they should, in and out, but more importantly through me. Like how binary stars come into orbit. At first they discover each others pull, but once they find their center gravity mass they create not only a beautiful balance but also an amazing orbital spin that lasts for millions of years.
So I need to do the same and let my thoughts and dreams be free. Free in the physical realm and my spiritual being (my prayer and mantras), simply free. Let go of trying to clear my mind. Exhaustion and peace are relativley the same, depending on how you see it.
How many times have you told yourself to go to sleep and got even more stressed about not sleeping it only fueled the cause of you not being able to sleep, thus causing more stress? Vicious cyle. I do it all too often.
Tonight I hope to have visions of leprechauns, rainbows, and four leaf clovers in my head before I drift off.
How are you sleeping these nights? What keeps you awake? How can you let go of the sleep you forsake?
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Seniors lovin da hippity -hop
Nothing tickles my fancy more than taking hip-hop and pop songs and making them into a great acapella choral ensemble. I want to post more choir performances later when I have more time to divulge... however, I came across a senior Citizens choir performing all hip hop, Pink , Ludicrous, Pussycat dolls and I'm so happy I came across this. I commend their efforts for taking on such a challenge and they are adorable. Although slightly not in tune, it doesn't matter , they are brilliant in every way possible.
Enjoy this one. I challenge you not to smile at their joy in doing this.
Spread the hip-hop love.
And try to catch em ridin dirty.
Enjoy this one. I challenge you not to smile at their joy in doing this.
Spread the hip-hop love.
And try to catch em ridin dirty.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Old poetry for starters.
Any of you who know my friend Camille knows she is a poet at heart. She constantly encourages me to share my poems and is such a great light. So Camille blog #2 is for you. Thanks for the encouragement to break down the walls and be free. I feel like a two year old learning to share again:) oh the bliss of a childhood's faith
Some of this stuff is very old but it creates a perfect platform for me to start off with.
Night dreams. How splendor the occasion!
How lovely the occurrence which has its specific location.
The splendid joy of the various balance between reality and the cosmos
leaving whatever has brought you to this point behind; yet still so connected.
The ultimate indirect selective process.
My night dreams and yours are taken in and consumed
by only me or only you.
Yours and my dark secrets begin to unfold .
You need only sleep to unlock these memories of the past and the future.
As secrets come forth of a story i have never told.
I say goodnight.
Off to my sweet dreams to forever withhold.
The taste of time tingles my tongue
as eternity rings a bell
ever after
Love takes on a golden glow
So i touch lust but get burned
and afterwards I smell the crustiness
of defeat
Amidst the bliss of the cathedral strikes another chord upon the harp
Within the luminous sound and echo
comes the wings of peace
and it pierces my heart
Sublimity beyond these desolate walls dominates my
inner being
As the sound fills my soul,
it rings with warmth and serenity
because it is through
Gods
eyes I am seeing
My cynical , closed box
yellow and glowing
Lets practice origami
Twist & Turn
Unfold and re-fold
rest a cup on it
let condensation make it good n soggy
Will it last?
I dont know
But please highly consider recycling before
you make any hasty decisions
Once again the truth wins and my blind faith is trailing behind
And once again the result remains the same
My resistant other and my other self
have now become one
But overlapping
coinciding
and intertwining is what we have done
It is the ultimate Utopia we have entered.
This daring aura of childhoods Faith I've ventured into
with you-
you become life itself
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And i
took the one chosen by most
The reasons I did this are many and few.
But it was certainly a choice I choose to follow through
Yet i still feel different and feel a
new light
I believe it is the easiest yet most complex things Ive ever seen
Solitude but so full of life
It was my fate
Never challenge fate.
You will lose.
And by the awful grace of the Gods you will saved
Embrace and acknowledge where you are at.
It is most certainly where you are supposed to be.
Some of this stuff is very old but it creates a perfect platform for me to start off with.
Night dreams. How splendor the occasion!
How lovely the occurrence which has its specific location.
The splendid joy of the various balance between reality and the cosmos
leaving whatever has brought you to this point behind; yet still so connected.
The ultimate indirect selective process.
My night dreams and yours are taken in and consumed
by only me or only you.
Yours and my dark secrets begin to unfold .
You need only sleep to unlock these memories of the past and the future.
As secrets come forth of a story i have never told.
I say goodnight.
Off to my sweet dreams to forever withhold.
The taste of time tingles my tongue
as eternity rings a bell
ever after
Love takes on a golden glow
So i touch lust but get burned
and afterwards I smell the crustiness
of defeat
Amidst the bliss of the cathedral strikes another chord upon the harp
Within the luminous sound and echo
comes the wings of peace
and it pierces my heart
Sublimity beyond these desolate walls dominates my
inner being
As the sound fills my soul,
it rings with warmth and serenity
because it is through
Gods
eyes I am seeing
My cynical , closed box
yellow and glowing
Lets practice origami
Twist & Turn
Unfold and re-fold
rest a cup on it
let condensation make it good n soggy
Will it last?
I dont know
But please highly consider recycling before
you make any hasty decisions
Once again the truth wins and my blind faith is trailing behind
And once again the result remains the same
My resistant other and my other self
have now become one
But overlapping
coinciding
and intertwining is what we have done
It is the ultimate Utopia we have entered.
This daring aura of childhoods Faith I've ventured into
with you-
you become life itself
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And i
took the one chosen by most
The reasons I did this are many and few.
But it was certainly a choice I choose to follow through
Yet i still feel different and feel a
new light
I believe it is the easiest yet most complex things Ive ever seen
Solitude but so full of life
It was my fate
Never challenge fate.
You will lose.
And by the awful grace of the Gods you will saved
Embrace and acknowledge where you are at.
It is most certainly where you are supposed to be.
TO My First Blog Ever
Dear first blog ever:
I will try to write to you when I can. ANd not just when emotions are overflowing but even sometimes just because. It is time I step out of my shell and put things into the Universe. YOu will be my tool to do so. I can't always promise lollipops and rainbows or that I will be the perfect speller. But i do promise to treat you with unconditional love and respect. It will be a long road mr. blog but together we can do it.
so here it goes.......
In conclusoin Blog #1, I hope this can grow into a wonderful relationship, the start of a beautiful thing. YOu will find me weird, sometimes witty, every now and then funny, but most of all loving and unconditional for the creative energy you will bring to me.
Thank you in advance,
B
I will try to write to you when I can. ANd not just when emotions are overflowing but even sometimes just because. It is time I step out of my shell and put things into the Universe. YOu will be my tool to do so. I can't always promise lollipops and rainbows or that I will be the perfect speller. But i do promise to treat you with unconditional love and respect. It will be a long road mr. blog but together we can do it.
so here it goes.......
In conclusoin Blog #1, I hope this can grow into a wonderful relationship, the start of a beautiful thing. YOu will find me weird, sometimes witty, every now and then funny, but most of all loving and unconditional for the creative energy you will bring to me.
Thank you in advance,
B
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