I love all my friends

I love all of my friends. Each one has his or her particular combination of characteristics that brings great illumination to my life.

I never know what to expect as we share with each other, allowing our rays of creativity to bring forth delightful experiences that cater to our dreams and desires. My friends and I are the constant adventurers, leaving laughter and wonder in our wake.

Yet humans aren't the only beings with whom I share the joys of friendship. On any given day, it is impossible to exist apart from the web of nature's creations. From the wonders of the stars in space, to the clouds sparkling high in the skies, to the minerals and crystals produced deep within the earth, we are presented with many possibilities for exploration, discovery and relationships. It is in the mineral kingdom that I have found friends who possess powerful gifts and tools for clarity and awakening.

Crystals, minerals, and precious stones have held the interest of mankind for all of recorded history. They have carried high price tags and acted as expressions of affection, power, desire, and love throughout the ages. They have been used as symbols of nobility and class, and their cut brilliance has captivated the hearts of men and women across the earth. Yet, apart from the historical and scientifically accepted properties of crystals and gems, they hold many lesser-explored properties capable of opening doors of human-gem interaction on highly creative and evolutionary planes.

In my own life, gemstones and crystals have been some of my closest friends. Our relationships are as interesting and varied as my relationships with other humans. I am often introduced to the crystals and gems, just as people introduce their own human friends to one another. Some gems pass quickly through my life as brief, interesting interactions, while others are with me for longer, allowing our relationship to unfold in everyday ways.

Together we explore the subtle avenues of feeling and perception that exist beyond the range of expression afforded by words and hard facts. To me, these subtleties are the personal corridors of the heart and mind in unity. These subtleties are an ever-flowing river, revealing creative opportunities for love's expression at every bend.

Gems and I have shared a bounty of useful information as I've been creating, living and enjoying the life of my dreams. Their clarity and characteristics have opened my eyes and heart to appreciating the perfection within the framework of my existing life. Every day is full of new ways to understand love, as I experience my creations and play with what I wish to create.

As our planet and our species evolve into higher levels of consciousness, we are becoming aware of the creative powers of our thoughts and feelings. As we examine ourselves and allow our relationships to change, we see we are infinitely connected to every material form and thought form in existence. I like to think we, as humans, are an aspect of creation that exists to experience and appreciate ourselves in conscious relationship to all of creation. From here we can expand and begin to consciously co-create with the seen and the unseen to produce realities based on community with all living things, limitless possibilities for joy, soulful expression of our deepest inspirations, and partnership with our planet as a living being. Gemstones hold deep wisdom of Earth's inspirations and possibilities. Make friends with a gem, and you'll start to see your world sparkle with the rainbows of possibility and joyful creativity.





I love my garden

I love my garden, the herbs, vegetables, scents, flavors, ripeness, birds, creatures, growth and death, recycling of life. The silence, the noise, the breath of life silently exhaling from our plants, inhaling exhaling inhaling exhaling. I love the sky's drifting shapes and colors. The light and the shadows. The swinging breeze and our hammock set up for a splendid afternoon of dreams and dreams and dreams. I love the sanctuary for your heart's desires to spring forth and spring spring spring. I love the vigorous activity, digging, digging, pulling, pushing, dancing dancing. I love the breeze, how gently she touches my face, and the wind, how strong he is to carry me and blow the worry from my mind. I love the gentle stars above at night. I love the bed I lay in, watching the midnight sky move from below the sunflower stalks reaching for the day, soaking in the night. I love the dirt in my toes, filling the spaces between the individual digits. I love you lavender and how easily you calm my spirits. I love you rosemary, and how rich and full of vigor you are. I love the woods and how they share the air and earth with the vegetables that sustain our lives. I love the woods and the natural wonders they harbor. The trees as they speak to my spirit. The spirits of the fallen pines. The spirits of the fairies residing in the limbs, the treetops, the trunks and under leaves. I love the company we keep. I sleep sleep dream beneath a blanket of leaves. Waking up I see the wolves all around, some sleeping, curled up at my back, others playing rough and tumble through the trees. Waking up I hear birds. We sing hum sing sing hum. I run with the pack, to the cliff, to the falcon, the light of a new rising sun.





Inner Earth's Gems

The limited experience reached a pinnacle, it reached a peak, it came to a point. The entrance seemed tiny, the entrance was the exit... the exit was the entrance. I had to go through both at once. A deeeep hummmmm

The path of least resistance is within. The path of least resistance always wins when you open your doors to its great surprising warmth

Instead of waterfalls of ice, the world is aglow with friendships of ice breakers, warm lava flows on glaciers, warm crystal emanations.

I see the earth's crust unfolding, I see it chipping chipping away. I see the crystals coming to the surface and holding the light in their full form. The intensity of their reflections, the frequencies and vibrations we emanate off one another in synchronicity and rhythm of life stories writing themselves in a giant book, a library vast and unknown to those who look out for answers.

Inward dear inward dear. Seek deep within even as you look out. Seek deep within, even as the world spins about you dear.

So close to uncertainty that it shuffles its feet alongside your knowing, and it holds your hand, and it closes your eyes to the outward surprises so you open the inner keys locks and doorways and open to the hallways and open to what I could do for you in your essence of divine light.

It closes your eyes and sends your vision into the inner whirlpool, it comes clearer and clearer. It opens the eyes inside your skull, the great eyes of your heart. It opens the eyes of unknowning. The eyes of unknowing.

Instantly it transforms the everything. Unknowing. Unknow yourself, and you will see yourself in sublime light of knowing the unknown as the only known.

The only known. The only known is the unknown, the only known.

Zip zip fly sparkle wink

We send our cosmic rays into your inner outer vision, and you sense it seemingly effortlessly, yet you let your light dim and shine down when your rays reach up, up, up.

I turn the pathways of my light, the rays, they reach up up up and so does the flow from the source, inline with the divine essences of expansion. Inner earth connects with her forms and with our unison of walking together as one on an earthly plane. Inner earth is emanating the reflections from my heart deep within her core. You see, we transform the frequencies with our consciousness, send them into space with our rays, and the space rays reflect our thoughts back into earth, back into her core, and her core, her core, she transforms our thoughts into experience, and we eat our own thoughts through her dirt and through her sustenance, and once again we transform our frequencies with our consciousness.

Yes you recycle your earth and her inner globes into your body. You recycle your heart into the unknown and knowing only the unknown unfolding into space's recesses.

The secret wormholes. The warm pockets of space's surprises.

Infinity infinity divinity infinity

Reactions to your own creations! How wonderful, how delightful!

Yes you react beautifully in time and in thought to wonders of your own making. You made it all, you created it all. You can make it fall and twist and turn and transform into something different. Something different, just a little different, a lot different, unknowning.

Inner turmoil, outer influences. Inner reactions, outer transformations.

This crystal drives me to the volcano, sour sulfuric smells, dark recesses, hot lava, steaming frothy unknown, inside earth's core, inside the earth she moans and groans and unknowns explore her evolving essence. Allowing for our earth experience to uncover the tracks of silicon. The tracks of silicon's wake and take off the layers, chipping off the outer realms, we find the core to be a surprising shade of glow.

Until her crust is released and renewed again, and in the winter's final days, we shall see her sun unfolding unto the inner earth we have all known in our inner hearts.

Instant transformations, there is no need for time space to unfold in deliberate slowly agonizing despair. Instant transformations to the earth's atmosphere, and you are here to witness the unfolding and to partake in the powerful process of unfolding. The crystals, they will lead you in the unknown journeys.

So walk now within me, no longer do we stand side by side, but as one we walk, and as one we will walk into our mission's eyes, looking the tiger in the face, the eye of the tiger's flaming heart, and he will look at us, fierce in his knowing and unknown. Tiger will follow us, her heart in the trail of our fearless warrior stance. Fearless in our excellence and diligence and in our integrity to our highest light. Our frequencies revolving and evolving and twisting up and down into the ground, into the earth into her belly and into her core. Her core.

Upwards of two tons of rocks plummeting so vast and so strong and so silent into the deep mountainous core.

So silent. Interested in the earth's rejuvenation and regeneration as an evolving consciousness, we silently walk soldered as one from many ages of separation.

And all your friends will walk this bliss and all your known enemies will disappear from your heart vision.

It is unnecessary to seek, to worry, to struggle. The path is unfolding before you as you wish, as your integrity and as your imagination states it to be. Your path is for you alone and yet many many many light beings of the highest intentions are with you and yes you are with them and yes you are all together as one, but still you walk alone and as one with the aloneness.

Until the inside of you bubbles with the flows of lava urging to steam steam steam blow forth and steaming inside of your anatomy.

In flow in flow. Lava burns away the essences of unknown stagnancy and answers the questions of those whose greatest fears were once their passions and now they know only fearless compassion

Open up open up your can of worms and let them crawl. Yes they eat the leftovers and they eat the dirty parts you tossed into the compost. Let the worms crawl and turn your leftovers into fresh fertile dirt for sowing new seeds of wonders and joys.

Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh

To inspire. Breathe in. Inspire.





Haircut of a Universal Traveler

Kim Namanny created the perfect haircut based on my description:

I am a creature from the forest and I sleep on a bed of leaves and pine needles. The butterflies speak to me and together we dance on flowers and leaves. The wind is my uncle and he speaks of strange lands. He carries me to places of unconditioned experience. I sit on the bottom of the sea and soon arise to be carried in on an ocean wave of warmth and welcoming. I am the sister of the sand and the sun and the moon. I dance with the stars and the comets are my ponies. Love is my song and love is the point, so I love. Loooove...... I love love I love love I love love. I am love and I am in love with love and love is love and I am all that ever was and love is that love. I am learning to love bigger and dream bigger and my dreams are at the edge of my universe always transforming and loving bigger. Learning to dream; living to love. Lo. Ve. Love. Thanks Kim!





Annapolis


I've made dreams come true. I dared to dream bigger, and have come thisclose to realizing those dreams, too. I've followed formulas for success, made excellent grades, expressed myself creatively, and attended college in one of the nation's leading journalism programs.

Still, I didn't understand how I could feel so unfulfilled, like I was headed down a dead-end street no matter which direction I turned. All around me friends and family expressed their own confusion and uncertainty about their happiness and state of being. I listened to what they told me, what they thought was best for me, and I tried many things to improve my state of well-being. Yet I still didn't feel right.

My passions had dulled, and I continued to search for something to spark the powers I knew I held inside of me. I dreamed of a day-to-day existence that felt like I had something to give, something to brighten my life, something to brighten the lives of those around me. But I had absolutely NO clue what or how this brightness would show itself in my life.

I continued my daily routines, I wrote in my journal, and I expressed and refined my ideas of what could bring me happiness and joy. Slowly, life started to open up again.

A grant from school allowed me the opportunity to spend the summer in New York City, a place that held many memories and dreams for me. I made a phone call to a friend, and, unexpectedly, I found myself a room to rent in Brooklyn.

With my daily freedom to explore and photograph anything that pleased me within the city, I started to feel like it was ME, and not the voices of ethics, journalism, morals and judgment, that was choosing what to do, where to go, what to photograph and how to photograph it. My sense of self-worth and excitement crept back into my awareness bit-by-bit.

I loved this feeling. Doing things for the sheer joy of doing them. Doing things that no one else could or would or had to approve of, doing things that had no clear "value" to the rigors of daily living. I asked myself, "How was I going to be able to continue like this back in school?"

Loud and clear I heard myself answer, "You can't!"

I knew I couldn't go back to school and still feel happy and free. But how was I going to live? What was I going to do?

With just a week left of my summer adventure, I made a commitment to my deepest understanding of myself: to listen to my highest sense of integrity, and to turn up the volume on the voice of my inner truth no matter what the consequences! I was determined to live in love and to make every choice in full awareness of my inner guidance. I wanted to know that my beingness was the only requirement for my happiness in life.

It should only be so simple, to listen to yourself and know it's you you're hearing. But I felt like a caller on the line with endless mechanized touchtone menus that didn't even have the options I wanted or needed. I wanted nothing more than to find that direct line through without the mechanical voice menus and lost connections.

My decision to quit school created uproar throughout my family, yet I felt like a calm boat at sea amidst the storms wailing around me. I had no logical explanation for my decision; it was something I wanted, something that felt right to me. I gave up on formulating any satisfying answers for those who needed them.

I stayed in Brooklyn for four more months. I pursued my dreams as a photographer; I devoured anything that resonated with my search for answers from within; I made friends and talked about things I had never expressed to anyone before. Somehow these people understood, and I wasn't the first person to feel the need to look within. In fact, thousands and thousands of people in times before and in the present age had already started on this path, and they had some useful information and inspiration for those of us just learning to listen to and trust in ourselves.

Still, I was not satisfied, and I was not feeling clear and happy. Photography was not making me happy; my freedom from school was not making me happy; nothing was. But still, I knew, I had to find it within me, and only within me would I find my true happiness.

I gave up my dreams of freelance photography in the big city, and I embarked on a journey that twisted, turned and changed at every corner, no matter what plans or expectations I created. I started to feel like Alice falling down the rabbit hole, but I was falling down one rabbit hole, and then another, and another and another...

I pursued dreams of true, spiritual love with another; I let go of judgments left and right, whether it felt good or not; I let my true desires and ideas show through to the people whose opinions both mattered to me and scared me the most; I waited and I listened and I acted on my inner voice, but still I could not see how this was bringing me my life's happiness.

I formulated new ideas of things I could do, what I could pursue that would bring me happiness and clarity, but these, too, quickly dissipated when I realized that they could not bring me what I had to bring to myself. I tried to invest myself fully into everything that I loved, and even things that I thought I might love.

I started to realize that everything I thought I loved was merely an object representing the feelings of love inspired within me. Now I was getting somewhere.

With each expectation that turned to disappointment, I noticed myself actually feeling a sense of lightness and relief. Each time I let go of needing an object, person or event to give me my joy, the heavy door of inner clarity, peace and happiness opened itself just a tiny bit more. The recorded messages on the telephone line to ME started to get shorter and shorter. I even started to hear myself somewhere on the line, saying something in a whisper. What was I saying? Keep going, you're getting through to you.

Finding myself in Portland, Oregon, for a month of playing, exploring and connecting with all kinds of interesting activities, people, and lifestyles, I thought to myself, "I can really be myself here, now, in Portland. The people here are really accepting and interested in the same bizarre things that interest me!"

I had found a place that seemed to cater to my interests, ideals and goals. I felt like I could give back what I had learned. I could create a space here to be heard and understood, and at the same time, to learn, explore, and grow.

There was only one problem. How was I going to make it work? I was broke, didn't have a job, didn't have a place of my own and I couldn't even begin to know where to start to create this for myself.

I applied for a loan, got rejected, realized I have horrible credit, and dialed my last idea of hope for getting my feet on the ground and really living my life. I asked for money from my dad. His assistance was the only thread of hope I had, yet he could see no reason to lend me money to create a life in Portland. I had to let even that idea go and surrender to a greater force at play.

I chose my best option, and, through the tears and sobs, I surrendered even more and accepted a plane ticket to my mother's house in Maryland for the very next morning. This was about as low as I figured I could go on my path. A complete failure.

I sat there thinking about all my smashed dreams. How could I ever find my inner voice and my clarity and independence living with my mom?! Wasn't this the epitome of failure, to return to the place you grew up because you couldn't make it out there?

But surprisingly, having popped the balloons of so many dreams and wishes and lofty expectations before, I quickly felt something besides despair. Within minutes of making the decision and hanging up, I felt like there was nowhere left to go, nothing left to do, nothing left to try, I just had to be. I felt emptied yet full, clear and bright.

I looked around at the space I had cleared inside of me. Like the day after a violent storm, I felt clear and calm as I remembered the things I once thought would either make me happy or destroy me. I felt warmth in my heart and peace in my mind. This was my happiness, and nothing was creating it, nothing was experiencing it, nothing was noticing it but me. This was me! I was happy to just be, to live and to experience being without an agenda, a need to fill, without an expectation of happiness. It just came in and sat down with me, in me, just for the sheer joy of it.





Messages

Allow me to let you go into the realm of destructive beings to see their lights transformed by the might of god. You see their toils and manipulations and now how they struggle to find a cause for living and even then they are depressed and filled with rage. Their hearts are empty and they seek. They seek to find a destructive outlet for their fear and disharmony. Each lets his or her own power to be disseminated from their source and gives up their god-power to the destruction of nature and the universe's love. There is plenty for them to love, but their hearts are full of fear, which must be emptied for the light to enter.

Allow the love of light and fire to spark in their hearts and their fear will burn away methodically and radically and each will come into their own glory of love. See the ruddiness and the dispelling of the mud and a clarity shining from below beneath the waters as they clear. The people take back their power.

For the purpose of explaining more clearly, I will show you the specific situation outlined within your own heart. You have come from a place of fear and darkness where a density so thick was dwelling in you heart that no light was able to penetrate from an exterior source. As you grew, your awareness followed its natural path, and you were able to turn up your light inside. Bit by bit it cleared the muck from its grip. As soon as it had sent these dark forces into the light, their essences were burned and the light of the universe flooded your heart and connected with your purified soul. Now you walk with clarity and purity and are burning burning more of the flesh eating darkness from its constant attack on the beauty of mankind.

So you see how you've reached a place of love and universal intentions, and now this allows the light to grow and grow and spread like its own wildfire. Every moment is a spreading, every thought and every action is a keeper of the peace. They are bringers of light and heralders of joy that comes with unbridled clarity and passion.

For you there is a great kingdom to behold, and now you are at its gates. Please step in, we are here to assist. Please step in.
I step in.
I see





Mowgli and the Chimpanzee:

Mowgli gave him the fire. Then a triceratops came and speared the chimpanzee with his horns. Mowgli gaped at the gore. The triceratops said, "don't worry about him, kid." Mowgli stared silently shocked as the chimp dangled limp from the dinosaur's mega-horn.

"What? You've never seen a talking triceratops before?"





Visions of my Lover

our sacred hearts are merged in union with the love of the universe. here our frequencies are elevated and transmitted throughout all of the universe. sometimes in our sacred space, i feel compacted, as if i have room to grow, room to express myself, and i must take that moment to grow into the fullness of the expanse that is welcoming me. in true form, my heart opens to yours and my eyes open to yours and i feel our ecstatic breath merge as one. in my dreams we make love with our bodies, and energetically, we have made love with our souls. anchoring our love experience on earth through the transmuted bliss of soul union in bliss, we make for a life experience of joy in duality and oneness in a human game. i can not say i love you without saying i love me. i love me and i love you and i love we and i love the BIG WE. kiss me kiss me kiss me. love me love me hold me. hold me in our love and kiss me in our space of love. when all destructive desires have fled, when all we hold is warmth, embrace, love and unity, kiss me kiss me. kiss me in the rain, on the corner, in our hearts, on our bed, in our sleep, at the sink, in everymomentofwakingandsleep, kiss me in a fashion only known with hearts' embracing. our love is sacred love and it is fully consecrated by our loving hearts and our open spirits and our earth joy and spirit flames. burn our fires brightest in our loving moments and kiss me with your flame. i kiss you in unity with fire burning orange, blue, violet. i am patient, and i wait, and i cleanse and purify myself and everything is as it is in love. i dream, i desire, i manifest, i explore, i break barriers, i tear down walls, and still there is always more to burn burn burn. my heart love fires are burning and there are workers throwing logs on the fire round the clock to keep the dreams desiring the highest vibrational love my being can hold. i wish to kiss you with more than lips. you'd say we flew above the stars, so lean your heart up against mine and feel its fire burning and the twin flames twisting, burning into an infinite storied flame. desires i have, but attachment, i release.

Anything less than love that you may harbor in your heart, you discard it now. There is no place for anything less than love in your heart. Your heart is so beautiful, and it is throbbing with love. Love beats in your heart, and love will flow out. Love is going to countermand the world. Love may be silent, but love will be strong. Only love will be spoken. Every store, every restaurant, will have a sign in the window: "Love spoken here."





You are a Tree

You are a tree. You are hard, you are the source of wood. You are flexible, you are living, you are a network of growth and information.

You once put out branches that became your trunk as the seasons passed. And as you grew, you sent out shoots to reach for the sky, dividing like capillaries from your veins.

And as you changed and reached upwards and out, you sank deeper into the earth's womb with hidden roots pushing through crevices unseen in dark dirt as your branches spread through the clear sky above.

Then they came here one day and said, "Here is this tree that has always been here, just like this." They saw the branches, the trunk, the roughness of your bark. They said, "This tree has always been mature and strong, tall and full above our heads."

But what they didn't notice was that you started from a seed, small and freed from your mother-father tree. One seed amongst many that sailed to the ground from the upper reaches, eager to send down roots of your own where the rich decay of your ancestors formed layers of nutrition.

How came it to be that you, seed, grew and thrived out of all the seeds sent out so many years ago? What makes one thing grow while another fades away?

In our gardens, how do things grow? In our lives, how do things grow? In our bodies, how do things grow?