democracy... when is the house of cards going to fall?

in light of recent events in the good old midwest I thought I would take some time to go into some political ramblings which is something i don't usually do. so my blog is now opening up to whatever I need or want to write about that is most potently needing to be expressed...

i would like to point out how it is not just our individual selves that are falling apart and letting go of old structures. this unraveling is happening on a mass scale, a macro scale ALL OVER THE WORLD! the coming of 2012 isn't really so much a "coming" anymore as it is an "its here". PEOPLE: WAKE UP! We are in the middle of major shifts NOW.

Body Wisdom

Today I had a completely new experience. When I sat down to meditate I started to focus on what I would call my inner body. The inner body is like an energetic field, comprised of subtle sensations, movements, twists, contractions, expansions. It has a lot of the same qualities one would think of the physical body having but mostly energetic in capacity. It has its own movement as from what I experienced today. I had experienced this before when getting cranial-sacral, and I have experienced this in other more dramatic ways like through dancing and other forms of movement, but never on this subtle have I stayed with the inner bodies movements and will. I say will because the inner body seems to have its own will. During this process today, my mind was busy on some level, noticing what was happening, wondering how this could be happening, analyzing, trying to interpret, (doesn't sound too much like meditating I know but the inner body wanted to express itself so that is what happened instead). So what exactly happened?

Moving from stillness

Is time speeding up for anyone else out there?
From my experience, the speed at which we are living is noticeably getting faster...

"Is it raining? is it snowing? is a hurricane a blowing...
the danger must be growing, because the rowers keep on rowing..."
Gene Wilder- Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

love is the key - a poem for lovers

i will write the sweetest song for you my love

moments into days into years
sometimes I feel you taking form
when you find me I will be waiting with open arms

and yet, for now
my love - a river
that flows towards the mouth of the ocean
ready to merge with whole essence
swirl into loves sweet abyss

the truth of who I am is part of you
the truth is that love and sorrow dance so close in the candlelight
you cannot tell them apart

sweet sweet honey
this is love
wind and rain still make me smile

walk along the shore with me
stay up till dawn with me
you inspire me to share my stories
my life, stacks of leatherbound journals and you untie the string
the pages fall open with ease and grace
i am open here my love

my heart aching,
singing,
dancing...

today is the only day that has ever existed

have you ever noticed that today is the only day you have ever lived? i am not quite sure how to explain what i mean but i am going to try. something in my internal world is shifting and with this shift everything else is changing. right now this feeling is subtle, but it is the peculiar recognition that time is not actually real. its like i am standing still and everything is moving around me. i described it to a friend in relating it to nintendo. when you are playing nintendo, you are watching things move on a screen but nothing is moving at all. the pixels are just lighting up in different areas and there is the illusion of movement. so it looks like mario is running, but really it is just an illusion that everything around him is changing. he is alsways in the same place on the screen. so it's kind of like that i some way. it's also that there is a growing sense of how nothing is actually real, not just that time isn't real. the attachments to outcomes and people are decreasing. right now that comes across as sort of detached in a dispondent way maybe, but that is because there is so much growing i need to do in the area of compassion. but to my surprise, the compassion is growing.