Journal Entry for Wednesday, January 2nd 2019. A little inspiration from Vedic meditation teacher Yashoda Devi Ma.Read More
Sexual violence is more than just garden-variety abuse. It is an abuse of power. And anyone who has proven that they are willing to abuse their power at the expense of someone else’s' wellbeing has no place sitting on the Supreme Court, interpreting the law, for generations of Americans to come. Survivors of sexual and domestic abuse are finally beginning to come forward with their stories of abuse at the hands of the powerful and influential. But the real question is: will we believe them?Read More
Like many adults in the fall I always find a replenished desire to learn, grow, and stretch myself. To "Get back to it." So when the lower humidity hits and the temperatures begin to lower, I find myself attracted to learning, to soaking up new information, all in the quest of feeling re-invigorated, 'with-it', and decidedly scholarly. Enter the Sunday edition of the New York Times. It's economical use of space and flimsiness of ephemeral newsprint should not fool you - this is dense stuff.Read More
The ideas and dreams I’m vibing on right now.Read More
Doing cool shit requires doing. It’s so easy to talk a big game. A lot of young people think they can read one book or do something for a couple of months and think they’re experts. That’s not how it works.
You have to dive in and humble yourself. You have to do and do and do.Read More
Blogging is hard work but it's rewarding work. When I get to a place where I am writing freely, where I am able to post when I want about what I want, when I feel organized, when my correspondence is up to date -- that is when my content is ticking. And that's when relationships are built. That's when new opportunities knock on my door. And it's when I feel most personally fulfilled and inspired. I want you to have that feeling too. So here goes. My Essential Blogging TipsRead More
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon... I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.Read More
Honest in it's perspective and free of aim -- I have missed OLDR SISTR, this space that was uniquely my own, full of life and all of the things I found beautiful within it. The wonderful thing about a blog is that it can appear fresh and new on one's screen everyday.Read More
It's important to find that place where one can sit down and just -- write. A room, or a table, or a certain chair, or a sunny spot by some window where the mind can unclench, the body can relax, and the subconscious can get to work. Sometimes this space is found through habit or creation. For me, it's the little room outside my kitchen.Read More
When I was young, I dreamed of one day owning a shop, one with catalogs and real merchandise and many customers -- hopefully still including my dad. I also dreamed of being a writer. It sounded like a perfect job, this writing. You could do it from anywhere, one. Two, you didn’t need a team of people or a specific place to do it. I liked that it seemed moveable, transportable, efficient, and private. Thirdly, writing could be done with very few tools. A spiral-bound notebook, a pen, a place to sit.Read More
The weather here in the high plains of Minnesota has been brutal. Black ice, strong winds, blowing snow. These, along with other conditions of the spirit have driven me further into my already very reserved world of writing and reflection.
At night when work can be carried on no longer the stash of dog-eared maps come out. New Mexico, Arizona, Texas. I circle border towns with my pen -- Taos, Sedona, Terlingua, Bisbee, Chimayo -- tracing the sinewy scenic routes to each through mountains, deserts, and reservations with nail-bitten fingers.
Despite modern convenience this cold has sent me into a reptilian state of shock. Will I make it out alive? Will everyone? And how? These are the questions that fester for some time, until the warmer weather and longer spells of sunlight appear as promised.Read More
"This feeling of knowing
can be felt In the gut
In the back of the throat
where sinews and tendons
rub up against longings and desires
and fetid rank wars of the spirit and of the ego.
And so like the ping of a plexor on a bended knee
the gut can know
what is good.Read More
What is something you believe in strongly? This is a question rarely posed in everyday parlance, as it is usually reserved to separate the wheat from the chaff on college applications and during ho-hum job interviews. When asked to expostulate on one of my most firmly-held beliefs this week, the answer seemed weirdly top-of-mind rather than buried deep and murky. I answered -- 'I believe in the importance of authentic, compelling storytelling.'Read More
A leisure economy will provide opportunity to develop the frustrated craftsman, painter, sculptor, poet, composer, yachtsman, explorer, or potter that is in us all – if only we could earn a living that way. Certainly, there will be a plethora of bad and indifferent productions from so many unleashed amateurs, but the general long-term effect should be a tremendous enrichment of the quality and variety of fine art, music, food, furniture, clothing, gardens, and even homes – created largely on a do-it-yourself basis. -ALAN WATTSRead More
When my dad would drop me off at school in the morning the last thing he said before I closed the door and he drove away was 'Now, Choose to make it a good day.'
it was the same mantra in grade school and middle school, it was the same in high school, it was the same when I would call home from college, and if he was around now he would be saying it to me still.
Dad was on to something. For as soon as I even begin to think of his phrase, and the way his gap-toothed smile grinned at me from outside the passenger window, any lingering clouds of malaise begin to slowly dissipate. I don't need to try to be happy. Instead, happiness becomes a definitive choice. An intention that eventually grows into it's own expression.Read More
Leftovers and links from the week. My recommend reading and bookmarking list. Ideally completed from a cloud of down this very Saturday morning.Read More
all a person can do in this life is gather about her integrity, her imagination, and her individuality, and with these ever with her, out in front and in sharp focus, leap into the dance of experience. "
tom robbins, even cowgirls get the bluesRead More