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July 24, 2008
Oh Lisa... There is something about this girl right here, she affects me in the most wonderful ways. She radiates this pure sincerity, depth, and warmth from every part of her being. She is complete beauty to me inside and out, her soul, her mind, her body and her style, everything about her is stunning. She is like a living breathing work of art to me. I completely adore her and am thrilled for every moment we have got to share together and for every moment we will share.
Thank you for being your amazing self dear one, and thank you for existing in my world. Love you Miss Lisa.
October 31, 2007
Luscious, I have freely shared so much with you simply because you have given me the space and loving support to do so. You have not placated, nor have you coddled. You have gently offered a balance of perspective. You are integrity, empathy, love, and I am incredibly blessed to share this path with you. I love you. Thank you for having faith when mine has wavered.
July 10, 2007
Lisa
I never feel more given to
than when you take from me
when you understand the joy I feel
giving to you.
And you know my giving isn't done
to put you in my debt,
but because I want to live the love
I feel for you.
To receive with grace
may be the greatest giving.
There's no way I can separate
the two.
When you give to me,
I give you my receiving.
When you take from me, I feel so
given to.
I thought I knew what love, joy and understanding really meant. Since I've known you, I've come to realize that I couldn't have been more wrong. I will always love you.
June 15, 2007
A piece of paper.
Look at me hold it. Flap it here, slightly, for you to see it ruffle. Its like a game, yes? I can move the paper, it appears as though the paper doesn't move me. But really? That's not how it is.
Paper is for recording our thoughts, for the literary, our dreams, for the artists, our sound, for the musicians. its for the gasps of tiny cuts that heal over before you know it. Its for the way you want to write down a new person's phone number, because you just know that *this one* will change everything. Paper lets you see that. Its so obvious.
Hold on. Let me get, some paper.
It can be wet, torn, shred. It can disintegrate, it can be burnt. It can be a tree, and it can be a teeny weeny post-it. It can be a wrapping, it can be a desk.
That is Luscious, for me. As versatile, non-judging, yet as vital to me. As a writer, singer, and artist, as...
that's right.
A piece of paper.
May 8, 2006
I have never met anyone who has the effect on me that Luscious does. The minute I see her I get a surge of joy through my whole body, and when our eyes meet I feel as if she is seeing right into me. It's almost more than I know what to do with. I feel so lucky to have met her, and blessed for every second with her. She deserves a word bigger than Luscious, but alas- there are none big enough.
! ۞ Triple ❤ Power ♥,
!!!SAFETY THIRD!!!,
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- BURNING MAN: BORG4 -,
6.7.08 Ali's B-Day at Cafe van Kleef,
Bay Area Huggers,
BDSM and Tantra,
bumping buddha sound ship,
Burning Man 2005 Virgins,
Burning Woman,
Cult of Rodent,
East Bay Peeps Events,
fuckinYAY!,
Gratitude!,
Honest Interviews,
Humanifesto,
Kinky Salon's HORNY November 14th & 28th,
Kitchen Chaos,
LaunchPad,
PinkBUHny's Carrot Patch,
...
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I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out. -Elizabeth Barrett Browning
about me
I'm a Performing Arts/Psychology student at Saint Mary's College, a burner, a dancing fiend, and I love my dog.
I love you just as you are.
Please forgive me for not saying that more often.
When I’m focused on my own doubts and insecurities I forget that my love could mean that much to you. I forget that you have doubts and insecurities too.
It doesn’t occur to me that your actions come from your world and not from mine.
And if you could see yourself from my world, you would never fear again.
Mon, June 16, 2008 - 4:13 PM
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I have some gratitude to express.
Huge thank you to Ra for coming over early in the day and connecting the sound in the house. But he was on-call in the evening and ended up having to go because we don’t really have internet. Very sad. I’ve been looking into fixing that today, Ra. Not only am I grateful, but regretful that you didn't get to hang however you wanted in the environment you helped create.
Thank you also Kevin and Elliotte for helping out immensely in the kitchen and with the grilling. Huge help. As you always emerge to be.
Yum- I’m listening to your CD and thinking about this year’s particular blend of technology and "traditional" instrument. Almost like a vintage couldn’t you say? And thank you for for your blessing. It means as much to me in your tongue as in any I've ever known.
To whoever left the lemon poppy bread. Yeah.
S~ thank you for letting me in just a little more.
And thank you to everyone who came to our home on Saturday. I'd still felt like a renter in my good fortune until then. I feel now I can start really saying, "thank you" instead of trying to not lose hold.
And Dave. Dave.
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Wed, April 30, 2008 - 1:11 AM
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I want people to like me.
I’m pretentious and judgmental.
I’m aware of being watched.
I know I’m beautiful.
I’m afraid to play.
I’m afraid to get it wrong.
Just a few things I’ve been meaning to clear out of my closet for a while.
Thanks.
Sun, April 27, 2008 - 6:10 PM
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This has NOTHING to do with me.
Actually, that’s not true anymore. I spoke with two people yesterday who were quite upset by the rift that this entire conversation seems to be making in our community.
THAT saddens me.
I understand that people have been speaking through the very strong motivations of hurt, love, upset, and defensiveness. Some people have taken up arms in defense of others, and some in defense of themselves, which can appear very just.
I also strongly believe in encouraging others towards truth. But by that I mean encourage and INSPIRE, not force. This is an opportunity to be about helping each other live to our full potential through integrity.
But only an individual can be truly responsible for their own integrity. Just as only a couple can be truly responsible for their own agreements.
I urge everyone who has spoken out or acted in this entire equation to check in with your intentionality.
Was your intention to chastise or hurt or propagate your own beliefs, or was it something else?
I don’t know better than you. I couldn’t possibly. But if you think I’m not talking to you- I probably am.
with much, much love~
Lisa
Thu, July 12, 2007 - 5:18 PM
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Yaaaaayyyy! The last time I was in a show I posted and people came! It was so exciting to have those parts of my life cross-over. And this is FAR easier to get to for most.
If anyone wants to come anytime that would be fabulous, but, the first Saturday (the 10th) is “Actors’ Benefit Night.” That means the proceeds from the house of that night only are split with the actors. But that's not really the most important part.
Thank you to everyone who helped me heal and get back to this point ~ and for your support during this recent rehearsal process.
~Lisa
March 9th – April 1st
Friday and Saturday nights @ 8:00
Sundays @ 2:00
Altarena Playhouse, 1409 High Street, Alameda, CA 94501
Please do call in advance for tickets as this is a small house and may sell out!
510-523-1553
About the show:
The script, which really has nothing to do with Virginia Woolf (see below), is an incredible but slightly disturbing play about the power struggles of a brilliant but dysfunctional middle-aged married couple. The play takes place in real time, in the middle of the night, when a younger couple has been invited to join them for drinks after a party. The cruel “games” of the hosts’ turn even darker than usual on this particular alcohol ridden night.
On the name of the play:
“I was in there having a beer one night, and I saw "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?" scrawled in soap, I suppose, on this mirror. When I started to write the play it cropped up in my mind again. And of course, who's afraid of Virginia Woolf means who's afraid of the big bad wolf . . . who's afraid of living life without false illusions. And it did strike me as being a rather typical, university intellectual joke.”
- Edward Albee
Tidbits on the script:
“Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? was the choice of the Pulitzer selection committee for Best Drama in 1963, but the Pulitzer Board objected and refused to award the prize to Albee due to the controversial nature of the play and the swearing.”
- (wikipedia)
“Edward Albee’s masterpiece … While Virginia Woolf may be the most vicious portrait of a marriage this side of Strindberg, it is also – deeply and truly – a love story.”
- The New York Times
Thu, March 1, 2007 - 3:42 PM
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