Meeting new folk means new adventures. New places for our (sometimes) stinky feet to walk upon, through, and under. Camping, hiking, exploring new and old places with eclectic mindsets allow for authenticity.
Allowing is key. To allow, then transitions into accepting. Accepting the moment to unfold. Accepting the moment to happen as is, not forcing or attempting to change. It's been two years since I've camped with friends. I vow to my dirty feet and yearning soul this will change. This Spring and Summer will serve as a time for adventure. To get fresh air and explore inner curiosity of the unknown. Psychologically and psychically in the waking world this shall be done. Hopefully alongside my soul surfing friends, Brandon and Alexa. These members are apart of an elite tribe. A tribe who answers to silence and awakens in the eyes of our mind. New folk are welcome as always. Here, adventure will be had. This wouldn't be a blog post if I didn't mention music. So here it is. The band, Oasis, has something important to say. "Slip inside the eye of your mind. Don't you know you might find a better place to play". I shall let that resonate with you for a minute (if you believe in time that is...) xoxo Sunday Thoughts
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Boys and girls take a seat. Please sharpen the internal pencil and roll up those sleeves. Feel those arm hairs blow in the wind of the moment.
Today I attended Blogapalooza, hosted by Serendipity (real place located on 1 S. Wacker Dr. Chicago). Along with heightened thoughts, this event took place in the air on the second floor. Quite a pleasure to co-create a space of learning with strangers to learn we aren't too strange at all. Speaker and triumphant human, Victoria Martin bestowed one of a kind information to the crowd. Here, Victoria began to teach surrounding minds the power of both lunar and solar cycles. In other words, how the phases of the moon project emotions through humans. Crazy? Not quite. What's crazy is how Ronald Reagan consistently held his press conferences on a full moon nights. This is no coincidence. Joan Quigley, Ragen's hired astrologer, planned all these meetings and conferences. The new and full moon phases serve as key roles in our lives. When ever changing emotions roar onto the shore of our lives, the moon is there to give answers. Understanding how the full moon, new moon and everything in between heightens awareness. The new moon and full moon have the most impact on us fellow humans. Full moon elicits euphoria, romance, revelations, emotional drama, big social events, and crisis management. The new moon signals an introverted, intense mystery within. Most people tend to stay in on new moon nights. (Good to know when planning events for NYCH). The new moon allows people to gravitate to more social aspects and outside events. The full moon jam on Foster beach in Chicago serves as a prime example: tons of people out and wandering for new explorations. How wonderful. Victoria taught us bloggers, writers, and musicians how to think in cycles versus linearly. Begin to understand the cycle in which emotions go through during certain phases of the moon. A fresh take to understand the cycles of life and how greatly the lunar and solar aspects of our universe affect us. PS. Thank you Victoria for sharing stories on the cab ride home. You surely have impacted what I perceive my life to be immensely-- Big canvas or not. The blonde. The bright soul Kara Woziankowski has some vitamin C for the mind. Not sold on the shelves in a vitamin store or found in the moldy fruit in your home. Here's some vitamin C for the mind. Here's Kara's writing. In honor of this radically snowless winter I have been plummeting into the depths of some oldies grunge. Pixies, Smashing Pumpkins, and old Sheryl Crow have been treating my soul with rich goodness. The wait is over to indulge into the unknown. Lyrics both odd and complex, The Pixies have been my fix lately. Because I know you all were DYING TO KNOW. Kidding. I write this for me, not you. But also you because I like sharing my thoughts to other human minds. Expand away into the depths of The Pixies. Spring semester means getting to know my four professors. All oddly cool in their own ways, just like Billy Crogan. My radio professor toured with The Police and can shred on the guitar like a madman. Public Relations has been interesting to learn from a grey pony tailed man who worked for Carson Perrie Scott in the 70's. Drawing is neato along with Spanish (least favorite). I have a hunch my Spanish professor respects my efforts. I am awful at spanish, but I participate my balls off and really try. Here's to more trying. Here I am.
Writing to my fellow readers (laughs a little inside). That was a joke, this is not to be seen. Rather these words are meant to be released. Released out in a digital land us humans have created. That's it right there. Creation. I made this site to create and expand my mind. Creating means being in the moment of focus. To be in tune with understanding how radically astonishing this world truly is. So, this moment, because I don't care what day it is, stop and smell the roses. Take a wiff of that good shit called air. Fully accept the air into your lungs. Don't surpass the obvious. All while: Listening to Iron and Wine. A fellow band who mellows the open air waves within my parameter.. So there I was.
In my friends apartment, just after work. A hungry belly and my eye spots 4 boxes of Reese's Puffs cereal. "Hubbita hubbita", I thought to myself. Knowing my friend does not have almond milk or lactose free anything within 100 feet of him, I cave. He tells me the deal he got on four boxes, two dollars each. Cue the slow clap. Most of my friends (I have two friends, so this won't get complicated) remember I am lactose intolerant. They've never seen the effects since I usually don't allow myself to have cheese, ice cream, bla bla bla. Tonight is not one of those nights. A sin against the lactose Gods, one might say. I say it's ok. I say it is ok to feast over something you love, even if it hurts you, gives you the shits or whatever it may entail. I made sure I didn't pour much milk into the GIANT dog food looking bowl my friend handed me. He goes, "Are you sure you want to do this?" with raised eyebrows and a stance backward. I say yes. He hands me the bowl and I get crackin'. This was last night and I report. I AM STILL ALIVE. I have made it without the shits I expected and accepted I was going to get. Thankful for the moderation I can allow myself in this lifetime. I have learned to accept the given, and appreciate my love for Reese's Puffs. |
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