i feel both of these couples embody both sensuality and strength
quite inspirational to watch...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wb5oKZExypo&feature=player_embedded
http://wn.com/Duo_MainTenanT__Benissimo
March 28, 2011
March 27, 2011
March 21, 2011
wise words...
sometimes the body is a distraction...
sometimes the body is a limitation...
sometimes the body is an invitation...
sometimes the body is an opportunity...
sometimes the body is a limitation...
sometimes the body is an invitation...
sometimes the body is an opportunity...
March 15, 2011
March 11, 2011
between the surface
Bridging the gap
Mind-body-soul
Each day the path becomes
more exposed
Noticeable to the virgin eye.
The rain washes over the frozen surface
Penetrating the ice and
Revealing the earth...
With each press
melting into one.
Tender to the bone
Looking to and being seen
Take me into your embrace
Hold me
Guide me
Into this foreign landscape-
Into this unmarked territory-
A reborn identity
The powerful winds wipe the mind clear
Drowning out chatter
Howling across the lake and
Vibrating the skin.
A play between strength and sensuality-
Weaving between the trees
Gusts reveal secrets
Drinking in spoken words of wisdom
Deep Deep breath’s of fresh crisp air
Open the insides
Clearing cobwebs from the corners
Freedom from the inside out.
Stepping forward
A comforting silence sweeps over every cell
Protected by the forest- By your presence.
At the crossroads
A stranger to the self
and never alone.
At the crossroads- a wanderer- a traveler- a seeker
Stop swimming so furiously to stay afloat
Stop searching so fiercely
Realizing the journey IS the goal
Fall to your knees
Lay down your hands
Unclench your fists
Arms wide open
Surrender
The vibrant stream carries you
purifies the terrain
Allowing the body to flow freely into
Unknown sacred places…
Mind-body-soul
Each day the path becomes
more exposed
Noticeable to the virgin eye.
The rain washes over the frozen surface
Penetrating the ice and
Revealing the earth...
With each press
melting into one.
Tender to the bone
Looking to and being seen
Take me into your embrace
Hold me
Guide me
Into this foreign landscape-
Into this unmarked territory-
A reborn identity
The powerful winds wipe the mind clear
Drowning out chatter
Howling across the lake and
Vibrating the skin.
A play between strength and sensuality-
Weaving between the trees
Gusts reveal secrets
Drinking in spoken words of wisdom
Deep Deep breath’s of fresh crisp air
Open the insides
Clearing cobwebs from the corners
Freedom from the inside out.
Stepping forward
A comforting silence sweeps over every cell
Protected by the forest- By your presence.
At the crossroads
A stranger to the self
and never alone.
At the crossroads- a wanderer- a traveler- a seeker
Stop swimming so furiously to stay afloat
Stop searching so fiercely
Realizing the journey IS the goal
Fall to your knees
Lay down your hands
Unclench your fists
Arms wide open
Surrender
The vibrant stream carries you
purifies the terrain
Allowing the body to flow freely into
Unknown sacred places…
March 10, 2011
Wise words from yesterday...
"Drive fast and take risks..."
"People who are normal will never succeed...
if you are radical and different you have it made..."
"Stop swimming...surredner."
"My son, greatness is not in a golden seat. It's in one's character."
"Why are you hiding from the world and camouflaging your beauty..."
"There is a perfect timing when each piece of the puzzle is made to fit in, providing us with a clear view of the larger picture forming."
"People who are normal will never succeed...
if you are radical and different you have it made..."
"Stop swimming...surredner."
"My son, greatness is not in a golden seat. It's in one's character."
"Why are you hiding from the world and camouflaging your beauty..."
"There is a perfect timing when each piece of the puzzle is made to fit in, providing us with a clear view of the larger picture forming."
March 07, 2011
Fantasy Land
Snap
and she is off
heart beats rapid
running….
As fast as she can
Sprinting
into the wind
A race to the end.
Going…doing…being…
Each stride
Longer
Faster
Smoother
Traveling with the gusts
The breeze sweeps her away
A Fantasy land
across the dusty path
spirals form in mid-air
Swallowed in the movement
Trapped in the cycle
like a tornado
spinning from the inside
out
Taken away by this powerful force
Fuel that feeds this inner flame
The fire burns bright
caught
in the momentum
the blaze creates a foggy view
blinded and
unable to see
The wind carries her
Into the next
An abrupt change in direction-
another realm.
Realizing she is the only competitor-
A lone warrior.
The finish line is no where to be seen
let go…let go…let go…
In this new territory
Coming to a halt
Stop
Beginning to capture the breath
Listen
to the messages
the voice deep within
Calming the spirit
calling her back
beckoning her home.
This intense storm arrives quickly
and vanishes in the blink of an eye…
clearing the lenses
vision renewed
A new perspective
Beginning again and again and again…
and she is off
heart beats rapid
running….
As fast as she can
Sprinting
into the wind
A race to the end.
Going…doing…being…
Each stride
Longer
Faster
Smoother
Traveling with the gusts
The breeze sweeps her away
A Fantasy land
across the dusty path
spirals form in mid-air
Swallowed in the movement
Trapped in the cycle
like a tornado
spinning from the inside
out
Taken away by this powerful force
Fuel that feeds this inner flame
The fire burns bright
caught
in the momentum
the blaze creates a foggy view
blinded and
unable to see
The wind carries her
Into the next
An abrupt change in direction-
another realm.
Realizing she is the only competitor-
A lone warrior.
The finish line is no where to be seen
let go…let go…let go…
In this new territory
Coming to a halt
Stop
Beginning to capture the breath
Listen
to the messages
the voice deep within
Calming the spirit
calling her back
beckoning her home.
This intense storm arrives quickly
and vanishes in the blink of an eye…
clearing the lenses
vision renewed
A new perspective
Beginning again and again and again…
March 06, 2011
The Grandma Tree
I am not in love with this (or my photo taking abilities)
Every so often this piece shifts
I do love visiting the grandma tree
For me this painting is an every day reminder that these things exist...
Grounded
connecting inside
uniqueness
power
wisdom
depth
listen
wonder
play
the unknown
truth
something greater beyond words...
March 05, 2011
Headphones Please....
Red Eye- The Album Leaf
RoygBiv- Boards of Canada
Terrapin- Bonobo
Parks -Four Tet
I know you are but what am I?- Mogwai
Tied Knots- The Album Leaf
Dancing Behind My Eyelids- Mum
Upward over the Mountain- Iron and Wine
Wild Tiger I have known- Emily Jane White
Le Voyage de Penelope- Air
Consequence- The Notwist
Your Own- Sarah Martin
Walking with a Ghost- Tegan and Sara
Mushroom (postal service remix)- Feist
Mount Wroclai- Beirut
Track 12- Morcheeba/Tricky
RoygBiv- Boards of Canada
Terrapin- Bonobo
Parks -Four Tet
I know you are but what am I?- Mogwai
Tied Knots- The Album Leaf
Dancing Behind My Eyelids- Mum
Upward over the Mountain- Iron and Wine
Wild Tiger I have known- Emily Jane White
Le Voyage de Penelope- Air
Consequence- The Notwist
Your Own- Sarah Martin
Walking with a Ghost- Tegan and Sara
Mushroom (postal service remix)- Feist
Mount Wroclai- Beirut
Track 12- Morcheeba/Tricky
March 04, 2011
Owls and The Mysterious Ways of Life...
Owls keep appearing in my life when I least expect it.
After being greeted by one in the woods the other day and then coincidentally reading a passage speaking of owls in the book Yogini by Shambhavi Lorain Chopra I was inspired to write/share some thoughts about my own personal experience with these mystical birds.
Passage from Yogini:
“The Owl symbolizes great wisdom and intelligence because of its ability to presage events. The owl is the penetrator of the darkness. It is the symbol of the feminine, the Moon and the night, being a bird of magic and darkness, of prophecy and wisdom. Symbolically, the owl remains as a powerful metaphor for inner wisdom and the regenerative powers of the feminine principle…faith will unfold the way in the form of the owl. Birds are complex dream symbols. Flying birds represent movement, symbolizing physical or mental freedom…flying birds in colour are auspicious omens. Birds also symbolize the higher self.”
Mysterious Ways of Life:
The wise owl watches from afar.
An old soul from another life.
From the tops of the trees
You can hear his calls in the distance
vibrating the entire forest.
You can feel his presence before he appears
Curiosity draws us closer…
Studying your movements
each step
your body
all the secrets spoken from your mouth.
Listening and hearing every prayer
that has rested on your lips.
The wild search has come to an end
and
when you least expect it
the threads of life draw you near
being greeted by his sacredness
he observes from above
Coming out of the shadows
exposing his unique color
All parts of the self.
Chic and Courageous
Power beaming from the eyes.
In the light
A seeker, a knower
an unexpected treasure.
In silence…
In stillness…
Subtle shifts allow the mind to set free.
Taken over by this creatures inner wisdom
Being showered by his blessings
As quickly as he appeared
time continues on…
Taking flight
and expanding in all directions.
Beyond the unexpected
Soaring gracefully over the mountain tops
guiding me into the unknown
His wings whisper soflty
…Spread your wings and fly...
After being greeted by one in the woods the other day and then coincidentally reading a passage speaking of owls in the book Yogini by Shambhavi Lorain Chopra I was inspired to write/share some thoughts about my own personal experience with these mystical birds.
Passage from Yogini:
“The Owl symbolizes great wisdom and intelligence because of its ability to presage events. The owl is the penetrator of the darkness. It is the symbol of the feminine, the Moon and the night, being a bird of magic and darkness, of prophecy and wisdom. Symbolically, the owl remains as a powerful metaphor for inner wisdom and the regenerative powers of the feminine principle…faith will unfold the way in the form of the owl. Birds are complex dream symbols. Flying birds represent movement, symbolizing physical or mental freedom…flying birds in colour are auspicious omens. Birds also symbolize the higher self.”
Mysterious Ways of Life:
The wise owl watches from afar.
An old soul from another life.
From the tops of the trees
You can hear his calls in the distance
vibrating the entire forest.
You can feel his presence before he appears
Curiosity draws us closer…
Studying your movements
each step
your body
all the secrets spoken from your mouth.
Listening and hearing every prayer
that has rested on your lips.
The wild search has come to an end
and
when you least expect it
the threads of life draw you near
being greeted by his sacredness
he observes from above
Coming out of the shadows
exposing his unique color
All parts of the self.
Chic and Courageous
Power beaming from the eyes.
In the light
A seeker, a knower
an unexpected treasure.
In silence…
In stillness…
Subtle shifts allow the mind to set free.
Taken over by this creatures inner wisdom
Being showered by his blessings
As quickly as he appeared
time continues on…
Taking flight
and expanding in all directions.
Beyond the unexpected
Soaring gracefully over the mountain tops
guiding me into the unknown
His wings whisper soflty
…Spread your wings and fly...
March 02, 2011
Need...Want...Desire...
"Your destiny is under your control..."
What are you hungry for?
What do you crave?
What do you long for?
What do you want?
Connect to the instinctual self...the source...the soul...inside the self
To choose just because something mouth watering stands before you will never satisfy the hunger of the soul-self
And that is what intuition is for;
it is the direct messenger of the soul...
Make your desires.....Reality
Thoughts from the book:
Women Who Run With the Wolves By Clarissa Pinkola Estés
What are you hungry for?
What do you crave?
What do you long for?
What do you want?
Connect to the instinctual self...the source...the soul...inside the self
To choose just because something mouth watering stands before you will never satisfy the hunger of the soul-self
And that is what intuition is for;
it is the direct messenger of the soul...
Make your desires.....Reality
Thoughts from the book:
Women Who Run With the Wolves By Clarissa Pinkola Estés
March 01, 2011
Cooking Obsession...
New favorite foods that make my belly happy...
- Brussel sprouts
- Okra
- curry, curry, curry
- maple syrup and yogurt
- dates and figs
- chicken Marsala and mushrooms
- lentil soup
- toast and butter
- Eggs Florentine and Bloody Mary's
- Danny's Tahini
- curry cashews
- Ghee
- Avocados and hummus
- dumplings
- garlic
- Rainbow chard
- Spanakopita
- Leeks
- coconut ice cream
- Asparagus
- Basil Hayden's Bourbon
- Brussel sprouts
- Okra
- curry, curry, curry
- maple syrup and yogurt
- dates and figs
- chicken Marsala and mushrooms
- lentil soup
- toast and butter
- Eggs Florentine and Bloody Mary's
- Danny's Tahini
- curry cashews
- Ghee
- Avocados and hummus
- dumplings
- garlic
- Rainbow chard
- Spanakopita
- Leeks
- coconut ice cream
- Asparagus
- Basil Hayden's Bourbon
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