Category: Holla

Just like Muse-ic

I slept til 12. Or, Candlemas insight woke me at 6 am, still on my couch third night in a row so I can tend nightmares, regressions… And then the dawn, & insight.  I went back to sleep.  I have lived on the couch.  Donna M Gershon that Cin and Susan sent me. “And if…

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This song…

for morning dance party’s meant to avoid writing papers

Beck got them blues

Kasha and blackberries, depth psych talk & coffee shops, this new song by Beck for my morning writing psyche-warm-up, and the east coast under snow siege speaks to me as landsoul does, thru Poetry…yummm

Stevie Wonder…

…on Pandora, this thought about a Buddhist application of feminism (complete with an imagistic embodiment found in a Russian Punk Rkr cartoon…)long journaling by my newly silk-scarved alter this morning, goddess cards, Mother Moon Monastery and their guerilla food kitchen and permaculture project, and the fabulous I-Cannot-Say-This-Enough power of whimsy and imagination, tough funk & total…

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Conscious Apocalypse

This man’s visionary thinking is about re-imagining our world. Take the time to soak in this.  

Dance medicine

I do a lot of dancing. ALOT. Tuesday is my writing day and, in union with my needs and loves of the past several days I had the music on as soon as my morning practice was done.  I’m saying, like coming out of my phone before I even climbed down out of the loft….

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Holograms (Also I’m obsessed with this grl)

are probably my favorite symbol for what my favorite kooky depth psychologist Michael Elliot might call post-modern post-Hillman moment to moment practice of…frontiering the new… Lorde, therefor, has everything to do with this bc, haha, on my spontaneous Friday morning dance party I got to work it out to this…

THIS

Makes me wanna simmer cherry tamaters and bell peppers and oregano and garlic into a wicked marinara to dance around with tonight, under the twinkle lights and stars in the Canyon.  Just does it, every time…. LA’s Submarines: