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double quote whammy!

skyedrknss — Sun, 02 Dec 2007 07:34:51 GMT

ok...maybe you thought i had dropped off the face of the tribe planet....but no! just working 5 days a week and going to massage school 2 and 1/2 days a week! and studying my ASIS off imbetween.....hey wait a minute...there is no imbetween! hmm.... anyway....just ran across these two quotes....one about love on the inside of a chocolov bar....the other in this simply stupendous book called The Field by Lynne McTaggert which will blow your quantum cookies away if you get a chance to inhale it........ let me know what you think! from The Courtier For since a kiss is a knitting together both of body and soul, it is to be feared lest the sensual lover will be more inclined to the part of the body than of the soul; but the reasonable lover knows well that although the mouth be a parcel of the body, yet is it an issue for the words that be the interpreters of the soul, and for the inward breath, which is also called the soul; and therefore hath a delight to join his mouth with the woman’s beloved with a kiss—not to stir him to any dishonest desire, but because he feeleth that that bond is the opening of an entry to the souls, which, drawn with a coveting the one of the other, put themselves by turn the one into the other’s body, and be so mingled together that each of them hath two souls, and one alone so framed of them both ruleth, in a manner, two bodies. -Sir Thomas Hoby […..This would be a machine whose output consisted of perfectly random activity, which in physics is viewed as a state of ‘disorder’. The Rhine studies in which participants had apparently affected the roll of the dice suggested that some information transfer or ordering mechanism was going on—what physicists like to term ‘negative entropy’, or ‘negentropy’ for short –the move away from randomness, or disarray, to order….],,,[[this quote just so you get a definition of negentropy........read on to the next!]] …Our natural state of being is a relationship—a tango—a constant state of one influencing the other. Just as the subatomic particles that compose us cannot be separated from the space and particles surrounding them, so living beings cannot be isolated from each other. A living system of greater coherence could exchange information and create or restore coherence in a disordered, random or chaotic system. The natural state of the living world appeared to be order—a drive toward greater coherence. Negentropy appeared to be the stronger force. By the act of observation and intention, we have the ability to extend a kind of super—radiance to the world. —Lynne McTaggert The Field; The Search for the Secret Force of the Universe

happy spring everyone! [well, at least in the northern hemisphere!]

skyedrknss — Tue, 20 Mar 2007 12:30:04 GMT

my friend just sent me this mary oliver piece that i had to share..... Worm Moon > > >In March the earth remembers its own name. >Everywhere the plates of snow are cracking. >The rivers begin to sing. In the sky >the winter stars are sliding away; new stars >appear as, later, small blades of grain >will shine in the dark fields. > >And the name of every place >is JOYFUL. > > >The season of curiosity is everlasting >and the hour for adventure never ends, >but tonight >even the men who walked upon the moon >are lying content >by open windows >where the winds are sweeping over the fields, >over water, >over the naked earth, >into villages, and lonely country houses, and the vast cities > > >because it is spring; >because once more the moon and the earth are eloping -- >a love match that will bring forth fantastic children >who will learn to stand, walk, and finally run >over the surface of the earth; >who will believe, for years, >that everything is possible. > > >Born of clay, >how shall a person be holy? >born of water, >how shall a person visit the stars; >born of the seasons, >how shall a person live forever? > > >Soon >the child of the red-spotted newt, the eft, >will enter his life from the tiny egg. >On his delicate legs >he will run through the valleys of moss >down to the leaf mold by the streams, >where lately white snow lay upon the earth >like a deep and lustrous blanket >of moon-fire, > > >and probably >everything >is possible. > >(Mary Oliver, Twelve Moons)

oops! forgot to mention.....

skyedrknss — Sat, 10 Mar 2007 01:54:57 GMT

i will download latest photos of my weaving work in my photos......

a Spring appeal!......

skyedrknss — Sat, 10 Mar 2007 01:53:18 GMT

to my relations far & near… well if you know me at all you know that the last thing in the world i am is a salesperson….especially when it comes to my art… but this is a bit of a one-time pitch to you….for a very good cause….me! so this is the deal… back in january as i was going through some significant personal transformation [it all began with this ‘new year’s’ whim to quit sugar…which i am still done with as of march! yay!]…anyway…i was going through this healing crisis in january and reordering my life and its priorities to reflect the directions i felt Spirit was pointing me in…and as i was clearing away some of the primary focuses that had been consuming my time in the past growing season, i asked Spirit, “so, here i am clearing all this new space for the next growing season, what is the new direction that i am pointed in?”…and Spirit answered, “it’s finally time to go to massage school!”….!!! this has been an idea that has been literally kicking around in the closets of my brain and imagination for almost 2 decades now… so i am….i am entering massage school in july! found an awesome small homey school in silverton, oregon that, with a little consideration from my kitchen team where i work, i will attend their 5 & ½ month, 500 hour intensive [three days a week] and be ready to take the LMT licensing exam come the end of december. i can’t tell you how phreaking excited i am about this new path…which, of course, really seems like an extension & expansion of many explorations that have come before & still continue in my life today…already going through the anatomy coloring book & reading the trail guide to the body, which my school will be using…and wondering how the phreak did it take me so long to explore this awesome world of the body?! [at least in terms of terminology & the science thereof…been life-drawing for over 16 years now, so no stranger to the awe of the body] so that is the background and here is the reality… school will cost about 8 grand for the tuition itself….hopefully i will still be putting in a 3 day work week at Breitenbush so that will take care of subsistence… i have now almost 2,ooo already saved [sold my laptop and started already devoting all my extra cash for school] and, with any luck at all, will qualify for this grant [everybody keep your fingers crossed!] which will cover ½…so i am trying to raise 2,000 + before school in july because they have quite a package of incentives [including a good massage table!] which they gift you if you are all paid-in-full by the start of classes…yeah! so i know i can manifest this…so far spirit just seems to be providing just fine… but here is my scheme to facilitate the process… my lovely, extraordinary, each-one-of-a-kind, majkl weavings…blessed each one in the Breitenbush river upon completion…these very limited edition wearable art…are up for ‘grabs’… there are only 7…i only weave maybe 9 a year…if the demand is even huger than i expect, i could weave possibly 3 more in the next few months… and they include yarn that i have spun myself! [finally started spinning a year & a half ago…been weaving now for about 15 years] i am asking 200-250 sliding scale…and every single penny i receive I put in my massage school savings account… And!....for each who help me get to school paid-in-full i offer, when i get my license, your first massage ½ off!!! so that is my deal….buy a weaving and help skye manifest his bodywork vision! thanks for hearing me out! and i hope all of you are finding a vision of majk for yourselves in this very powerful new season of growth & transformation… may we all go exploding into spring! all my blessings, majk & love, skye

well.....as if things hadn't been interesting & transformative enough so far this year......

skyedrknss — Thu, 25 Jan 2007 07:16:18 GMT

well.....it has been quite an interesting past 4 or 5 days.....went to my NA meeting in stayton on friday and was feeling a real reluctance to go to portland and so i turned around and went back home.... and saturday started sinking into this total lethargy....an almost dizziness if i was up and about for too long......didn't really feel sick....very much felt like i was detoxing.....and didn't find that too wild a concept since i was now closing in on 3 weeks with no sugar and almost a week with no snacky food [chips]....which was a real startling development in this new year dietary transformation... so from saturday night until essentially last night i was spending most of the time in bed.....either sleeping or reading this amazing book......A Language Older Than Words....by derrick jensen.........a book which critiques our culture and its ecocidal/genocidal goals/process [see previous blog!] but was talking about the author's experiences with interspecies communication....coyotees, trees, stars........and that that is kind of our missing link....we treat everything as objects....even people....instead of everything as animate and with wisdom to share....... well all of this is not news to me.....but a brilliantly written book.... and reading it at a time where i have let go of some pretty major aspects of this culture's hold on me.......sugar....snacky crap.....trying to obtain nourishment with non nourishing sources.....which just makes the hunger/addiction all that more powerful..... so.....as i was going through this withdrawal lethargy and reevaluating/inventoring my life and sorting out the ways i want to commit myself to a relationship/communication with all life..... i have decided to quit pursuing this computer fetish/addiction ......i want to express my art through more 'whole' mediums.......my creative expression certainly does not require a computer medium..... so no more investment into the equipment i felt necessary to pursue my art.... not even sure that life drawing is holding the same 'thrill' as it once did....which after 16 years is quite a shift..... so i almost thought i was coming out of my energy loss yesterday but became incredibly tired once again after melanie and i had a meeting yesterday.....and i fell into bed and deep sleep again last night at 7......and woke up about 11:30....... and as i was lying in bed....barely aware of what time or day it was [other than it was night time!].......i consciously sought out my sense of a power greater and said.....ok......i have now inventoried and created this new space in my life.....i have let go of some significant addictions when it comes to nourishment in my life.....i want to eat whole foods.....i want to pursue 'whole' pursuits.......i want to be in communication with the wisdom available from all forms of life.....i do not want to be a part of the deathkulture...... so Power Greater......i want a sense of what is to fill this empty space i have created in my life........ and the answer came clear......i want to go to massage school.... i want to do body work...... an idea that had been floating around my psyche for almost 2 decades now.....and actually last fall felt a powerful calling to do just that but thought it was just crazy with all my other pursuits...... and now those pursuits have fallen by the wayside..... and i am called to do that....... and today..... my energy has returned......and i am ok again.....and energized and inspired....to do this 'work'...this art that i am being called to do..... and i was talking with wendy today telling her these things and she said well did i know that she and andrew are looking into this 5 and 1/2 month intensive in silverton at massage u......3 days a week ....... and i said....well obviously i am in...... soooooo.......what started out the beginning of the year as this..... i wonder how long i could go without sugar?..... has turned into this major life transformation..... and it feels so huge and right..... so......i am reinvoked! and i feel so much of it has been this reinvestment in my 12 step work these past 2 months or so......and i shall continue to seek the gifts and direction that having the steps and program alive in my day to day give me...... so far i am more than excited by the results..... so i guess you can't be to surprised if i may not be so in touch with my tribe stuff....my laptop is already sold and the guy might have the money for me this weekend......i still have the business computer to check every now and then....but no sitting around the lodge for a couple hours at a stretch with my little virtual mesmerizer.... majk & blessings to you all in your drawing to yourself the seeds of this new growing season dreaming itself into beings........ skye

a book of Truth.......

skyedrknss — Sun, 21 Jan 2007 23:53:13 GMT

ok….you have to realize that i am only about 120 pages into this book…. but it already is blowing me away and i want to share a piece of it with you in hopes you will be inspired to read it as well…. first off….i hardly ever read non-fiction anymore…..people’s observations about anything masquerading as fact put me to sleep almost as fast as anything political in nature…. it was quite the amazing turn of events that put this book in my hand and poked me in the spirit and said you have to read this…… Derrick Jensen’s book “A Language Older Than Words” is super amazing…..a true gift…… i don’t even want to tell you about it but i will give you this large snippet and let you judge if it calls your name……… THE MESSAGE FROM THE stars that sustained me as a child—that the cruelty we take for granted is not natural—sustains me to this day. For I know that beneath the fear and hatred, beneath the urge to control and destroy, far beneath the scarred shells that protect and define us, people are good. Deep down our needs are simple: apart from food, shelter, and clothing there are the needs to love and be loved, for community, to be open to the world at large and for it to be open to us, to affect and affected, to understand and be understood, to hear and be heard, to accept and be accepted. It is only when we fear that these needs won’t be met that we grasp at them, and in the grasping lose any chance of satisfying them. Love controlled is not love; just as sex demanded is rape and acceptance expected is subservience. But if we fear, then demand we must, for to fear these needs will not be met is to fear for our lives as surely as if our lack of love and acceptance were instead the absence of food and water. With these deep needs unsatisfied we waste away, shrivel, and die as from hunger or thirst. We die, but we go on surviving. The search for that which should have been there all along continues, but we can no longer receive it, nor even recognize it. And so we grasp all the more recklessly, demand all the more strenuously, never now slaking thirst nor sating hunger. The circle of necessary control grows wider, the hold grows tighter until the objects once loved are hated for the shreds of their remaining independence, the perceived unwillingness to conform to the precise and impossible accommodation of our ever-changing wishes which could grant us satisfaction, give us peace. We sense that this control of others is futile, perhaps, and yet we act upon the unacknowledged belief that to realize this control and quiet our fears we must affect all those we encounter that do not reflect our imagined dominance, silence them, deny their subjective existence, and ultimately, kill them. At this point there can be no respite for the hungry and thirsty save death, which will come too soon for those controlled and never soon enough for those who control. Fearing death, fearing life, fearing love, and fearing most of all the loss of control, we create social rules and institutions that mirror our fears and reinforce our destructive behaviors. Having surrounded ourselves with images of ourselves and having silenced all others, we can now pretend that the false-front world we’ve created is instead the world we’ve been given. We can pretend the world is a very dangerous place, where dogs eat dogs, where children and others must be beaten into submission, where a fierce struggle takes place in which only the strongest, meanest, most unethical and hateful survive, and ultimately where we die alone and afraid. Any threat to this illusion must be annihilated before it reminds us of what we’ve lost, what we’ve destroyed, and of what could have been. And so we kill all witnesses: the vast flocks of passenger pigeons; the islands of great auks; the massive herds of bison; the great forests; each and every nonhierarchical and peaceful indigenous culture; each and every new child, wild and beautiful and free and creative as she is; even our own consciences and direct experiences of the world. No matter how we try, we cannot eradicate every vestige of life and love. Each new child—human, plant, animal, stone, or star—offers a new possibility, and each new encounter an opportunity for communion, however great or slight. Just yesterday i drove to the grocery store to pull boxes of scraps from the dumpster. As i worked i noticed a man sitting on a curb, watching. His clothes were old, ill-fitting, and torn, his shoes falling apart. I couldn’t tell his age; the bottle, in a brown paper bag, from which he drank may have aged him ten years, or maybe twenty-five. I finished the boxes, and got in the truck. We made eye contact, and nodded. He stood and walked toward me. “do you get food out of there?” Homeless people ask me that all the time. Had I pulled anything of value, I would have given it to him. “Sometimes. Today i just got lettuce leaves.” He thought for a moment, looked away, then looked back to me. He reached in his pocket and said, “Can I donate a couple of bucks so you can get some food?” Communion. “No thanks,” I said, “The lettuce is for my chickens.” I smiled, and he smiled back. “Thanks,” I said, “Thanks so much.” Things don’t have to be the way they are. A Language Older Than Words -Derrick Jensen It is time for things to Change…..they are Changing…..do you want to align yourself with the Change…..that is the only question i think worth asking…..and each of our answers will be our own….. Find the Silence from which springs your wisdom……and devote yourself to the Truth that comes from it…… And Turn Away from this Culture….with all your heart, mind, spirit and belly….. Do It Now! evermajk & enduring blessings, skye

tool.......

skyedrknss — Tue, 11 Jul 2006 08:50:22 GMT

i just can't tell you how much i love this band.... i have been obsessing over the mastery of 10000 days....the latest album and first from them on something like 5 years.... and then i find out last week that they are playing the Gorge! but tickets went on sale like the end of june and somebody told me they sold out in 30 minutes! now a part of me is ok with this because for something like 10 years or so i have had this major ticketmaster taboo that i have only made exceptions for about 3 times.....i hate the evil ticketmaster empire and everything that it represents....heck...i just am not even that fond of big shows anymore....spectacle....not music or musicians.... but something about this just makes me 'sad'.... i realize that i so want to go see this particular spectacle....i feel that they are about as orchestral as they could be and it would be so majestic to see them in such a beautiful venue as the Gorge [which i haven't been to but have heard nothing but raves about the beauty of the place] anyway..... who knows? maybe someone out there in tribe knows of an extra ticket or will just help me put out the vibe to the universe of a ticket or two making their ethereal way to skye in the course of the next month or so..... i would like to see this haunting band play live just once....and then i could go back to my mountain home and feel i could check off an important personal experience.....or not......i am so blessed either way.... majk & blessings to you all, skye

anybody know .....

skyedrknss — Mon, 10 Apr 2006 08:05:12 GMT

anything about digital video cameraness...... moving into the realm and trying to learn what would be a reasonable camera to start out with.... i am a mac addict....have a powerbook and a g5 [with 250 gig lacie external] and just got final cut express to work with... it looks like spending about 500 could get me something reasonable...... does anyone have knowledge, insights, experience, advice, leads on special deals or places for deals [essentially it would have to be on the net....i live in the mountains and travel as little as possible] and my vision for what i would be using this for.... taking lots of nature footage [rivers, waterfalls, trees,.........] ......some people stuff....faces. .... my goal is to create poetic/poetry videos....my poetry....my drawings, photoshop imagery..... natural patterns woven in and through...... i want to have a ton of fun with text....words/lines animated.....shifting in focus and position.....scrolling in and out in imaginative ways..... this is a new realm in which i am a complete neophyte....done still digital photograhy...nudes and nature essentially....some bits and pieces of small video clips...... so any help of any kind is appreciated..... majk & blessings, skye

the mystery of a different future...

skyedrknss — Mon, 03 Apr 2006 07:27:35 GMT

the old joke goes....if you want to make god laugh....make plans the past couple months have been deeply interesting. the community that i have been living/working in...the place where i finally felt i wanted to send down some deep roots...just at a time where i was going through the process of recommitment...on a deeper level...more significant involvment through time i have come to recognize that spirit has different plans.... it may be that i have a role to play here...and i don't believe that i am leaving any time soon... my fantasy [which up until 6 months ago i hadn't taken too seriously...seems to keep taking this ever developing sense of true intention] is to go live in argentina for a while and immerse myself in spanish & tango.... in order for me to accumulate the resources i require to do this relatively worry free...have the money...learn enough spanish to at least be relatively functional by the time i get there...be as skilled as i would like to be in desk-top publishing/video editing [for one of the main 'reasons' to go is to poetically describe my experience...the learning of a new language...the furthering of my movement arts knowledge]... all of this i figure will take about another year & a half.... anyway..... what i am getting at is this very strange period of 'Transition' what happens when my individual plans...the plans i as an individual make....collide with the weavings of spirit.... and i have pledged myself to align myself with spirit to the best of my ability....and act on the guidance i receive.... i didn't come to this planet at this particular time to do anything half way... and life certainly hasn't disappointed in the past say decade......lived at findhorn in scotland which revolutionized my life ....not so much changed as forged all my far ranging experiences and studies in to a coherent sort of wisdom concerning manifestation, attunement, and service... i don't know that i have any particular point....i sort of wanted to try to set something down because part of the nature of this transition is i feel quite alone most of the time....i have a few incredible friends...i have amazing episodes with people that pass through my life...i feel incredibly blessed and majkd in how things work out for me.....and i really love who i am and what i am doing..... i guess the true mystery lies in that there is this 'dying world'....a world that we think is so Real.... and it is this story....and it isn't even a very good story anymore....full of surreal politics, unRight livelihood, unsatisfying entertainments which just fuel The Hunger..... and there is this Totally Mysterious world being birthed....and it is happening .....right under our collective noses....nothing to vote for or protest about.....just filled with the Extraordinariness of Creation... and Possibility....and the majk of a new way of going about life..... a way that is leaving fundamental tenets of Polarity behind.... we are leaving Us/Them, Black/White, Good/Bad......etc.....behind us.... not overnight mind you..... but it is happening..... and we get to choose to align ourselves with It..... and for each of us the circumstances, lessons, guidance is very personal & unique..... and i am just trying to slip into that new pool and swim in that sense of brand new majk.... and it is scary....and it is mysterious and Not Knowing.....and it is Inspiring...so hope filled.... and my faith is.....it is energizing and filled with a lot more majk, beauty & grace...... as i said....i have no idea what my point is..... other than at times....despite my own sense of people in my tribe....my profound connections to spirit and companeros...... at this particular time.... to put it simply....i feel lonely..... i feel deep in my Arts & my Practice...... but now.....really estranged..... not enough people living their lives recovering from addiction....not enough people committed to being creative in all aspects of their lives....and i know that that is a poor story that i tell myself....but i do tell it... i don't know....maybe it is 'my time of the month'. who says that a male doesn't have his cycles??? just feeling the need to share....to reach out.....i know fundamentally i couldn't ask for a better life....i think i am the luckiest person on the planet when it comes to where i live....what i do....the service i provide...the arts that i create and explore with....the resources that are available.... i guess it doesn't separate me from the occasional profound sense of isolation that is human and probably common to each and every one of us from time to time..... thanks for letting me share.....i welcome your meditations, insights, inspiration, support, faith, hope, experiences..... blessings on our journeys...... and thanks for the way you share your own lives, struggles, loves, creations.....in the blogs i read ..... majk & whimsy, skye

ok companeros....here is something i think we can all get behind and push over the cliff of chaos with.....

skyedrknss — Mon, 13 Mar 2006 06:46:34 GMT

http://people.tribe.net/martinaoscarsson/blog?topicid=34800874-aea2-4ecc-95f3-ddb912a18c4e i may have to move to sf after all if stuff like this keeps up! majk & blessings, skye

eileen's guidance......

skyedrknss — Wed, 01 Feb 2006 06:09:36 GMT

eileen caddy is one of the founders of the findhorn community in scotland..... still living there and about as gracious and positive soul as i have ever had the pleasure to be in the presence of......for her....everything is perfect...exactly how it should be....any turmoil and strife we perceive....is our own perception..... and of course the skeptic in each of us can start ripping that point of view to shreds in nanoseconds... but the fact is....when you start exploring living inside that perception....life becomes a kind of majk that doesn't even seem possible..... she has a book of daily meditations called 'openning doors within'.....and this was the reading for january 31 and i wanted to share it with you all....... raise your consciousness and realise you are ageless. you are as young as time, as old as eternity. as you live fully and gloriously in the ever present now, you are always as young as the present. you are constantly being reborn in Spirit and in truth. you cannot remain static in this spiritual life; there is always something new and exciting to learn and to do. living in a state of expectancy keeps you ever alert and young. it is when the mind becomes old and dull that life loses all its sparkle and zest. when you fail to understand some new truth with the mind, sit still and raise your consciousness, get into tune with the infinite Universal Mind and become one with it, with Me, and you will be able to understand all things. keep your mind alert and you can never grow old. the fountain of youth is your consciousness; the joy of living is the elixir of life. majk & blessings to you all during this significant 'corner' of the year....new moon in aquarius, new chinese year of the dog....nearing candlemass.....blessings on the seeds you are bringing into the world this new growing season just being dreamed into creation..... much love and faery shimmers, skye

rob brezney is my hero!

skyedrknss — Wed, 25 Jan 2006 17:50:33 GMT

so i had to pass along this awesome piece from rob brezney's weekly e mail of his astrology column....it says it all for me.....everyone want to join me in prayer? *PRONOIA IS THE ANTIDOTE FOR PARANOIA: How the Whole World Is Conspiring to Shower You with Blessings* available at http://snipurl.com/krjj or find out more at http://www.freewillastrology.com + Below is an essay that I didn't include in my book, but it's in close alignment with the book's spirit. PRAYER OF GRATITUDE TO THE TRICKY GODDESS OF BENEVOLENT MISCHIEF All hail the Tricky Goddess of Benevolent Mischief, also known as the Cosmic Instigator of Healing Trouble. Let us praise and ratify her ingenious plan to turn the status quo upside-down. The vivid exposure of corruption and delusion among the top echelons of the American hierarchy is a blessing on all of humanity. We celebrate the increasingly transparent collusion of the media with government leaders to present propaganda disguised as information. The eruption of fertile chaos is making it difficult to carry on with political business as usual, and we could not have received a more energizing gift. A prayer: Oh Wise Trickster Goddess, You Compassionate Conjurer of Relentless Change, You Righteous Rascal in Charge of Keeping a Steady Flow of Sacred Uproar Pouring into Our Lives: Please continue to influence the masters of wars and their media minions to be ever-more obvious as they spin out their perversions of your glorious creation, so that more and more of our sleeping tribe will wake up to the Open Secret. Inspire the enforcers of mass hallucination to display their hypocrisy in an ever-escalating melodrama of spittle flecks and sour faces, as in a slapstick morality play from the Middle Ages, so that we, their captive audience, may convulse with purgative guffaws that shatter the mass hallucination. And if you don't mind, Sweet Divine Rebel Goddess, please allow us to nurture a spark of hope that this breakdown in the Way Things Have Always Been Done will lead to fresh, hot, tidal-wave breakthroughs of beauty, truth, justice, equality and love everywhere we turn. And now, in my capacity as Sacred Janitor of the the Invisible Government of Sweaty Meditation, I hereby declare the entire United States of America a Temporary Autonomous Zone. As formulated by writer Hakim Bey, a Temporary Autonomous Zone (TAZ) is any festive event that liberates the imaginations of everyone present, thereby making it possible for life to be penetrated by the Marvelous. Authority and dignity and routine have no place at a TAZ; an uninhibited quest for rabble-rousing conviviality must be the only guideline. (See Bey's website: http://www.hermetic.com/bey/) Here are a few suggestions, mostly from Bey, to get you started in creating your own local celebration of TAZ. Feel free to dream up your own, and make sure to tell me about them. Organize a strike in your school or workplace on the grounds that it does not satisfy your need for indolence and spiritual beauty. Burglarize houses, but instead of stealing, leave behind beautiful and confusing gifts. Bolt up brass commemorative plaques in places (public or private) where you have experienced a revelation or had a particularly fulfilling sexual experience. Take a few friends and a boombox to an all-night grocery store and dance like crazy saints in the aisles until you're thrown out. Pick someone at random and convince them that they're the heir to an enormous, useless, and amazing fortune -- say, 5000 square miles of Antarctica, or an aging circus elephant, or an orphanage in Bombay, or a collection of alchemical manuscripts. Later they will come to realize that for a few moments they believed in something extraordinary, and will perhaps be driven as a result to seek some more intense mode of existence. Scrawl the following poem by Hafiz (translated by Daniel Ladinsky) in courthouse lavatories, on playground walls, and through e-mail lists: AT THIS PARTY I don't want to be the only one here Telling all the secrets -- Filling up all the bowls at this party, Taking all the laughs. I would like you To start putting things on the table That can also feed the soul The way I do. That way We can invite A hell of a lot more Friends. blessings on you all, my friends, majk & blessings, skye

i have no idea................

skyedrknss — Thu, 05 Jan 2006 09:03:29 GMT

what i am doing up so late after such a freakin long journey of a day! just got out of the pool and that was pure heaven but for the first time in a while it was mucho on the warm to hot side....why i didn't head home is a total mystery.... other then my head is spinning mental yarn that is about 12 ply strength... creative projects bubbling in a cauldren of new virtual possibilities... still petitioning for the 40 hour day.... loving the new laptop while still only beginning to download and install and beginning to organize and decide what kind of tool it will be and how best to get it to serve the effort.... tuesday........when i decided to finally go to the shore at the very last minute on tuesday morning....i packed up an armful of stuff and threw it in the car... drove down to detroit and picked up the package....zoomed down to the bank and deposited the check and got money... into salem to do a quick recon for a pack to fit my new powerbook at office depot and a cordless mouse .....maybe hit the mac store for the latest copy of ilife..... i am in the office depot for 2 minutes and all the power goes off.... we are herded outside....no power...no consuming....nobody gets rung out.... you can feel the bedazzled energy from the folks... all of lancaster drive is out...even streetlights.... lancaster is strip mall national forest of salem, oregon.... i drive a couple of blocks down to the mac store... still nothing... i give up and get out of dodge.... front page news in today's paper...the power was out for 90 minutes... and for the rest of the day and today on the way back to bb... i have a very physical sense of what is to come.... and i feel what happens when people face the inside darkness... what do i do when i can't buy something? it is not like there is a panic-scared-holy-shit response.... it is an emptiness.....a confusion....a bewildered-ness all we know how to do is buy... and i believe that is true for me as well.... sure i have a bit more insight and sensitivity to what is true and what will come of that truth.... but i have the same feeling of ....'what is to become of us?' and yet i contain some sort of crazy certainty that i will be provided for... and what i have learned and experienced will help me become useful... when the retail is done.... when the cars stop rolling... when the lights go out... and i am not scared...and i welcome what will take its place....because i know that the world that is coming into being is something beyond extraordinary....why? because that is how it has always worked... life is extraordinary and beyond our tiny brain's ability to grok it wholly.... majk happens....all the phreakin' time...... we head for platform 9 and 3/4's.....we turn that invisible corner... and the next steps begin....... majk & blessings, skye

deep snow & gratitude.....

skyedrknss — Sun, 04 Dec 2005 09:51:32 GMT

so here i am....in the midst of one of our two year cycle mountain blizzards...ah the nostalgia it brings to a midwest boy! but i am fixing this fabulous salad about 11 at night...my 'friday' night so i have my weekend ahead of me....i have been spinning yarn [my latest passion...just got my wheel about 2 months ago]...i will be up for a while because i had a 3 hour nap about 6 pm..... so i get to draw and play on my computer and get to try and finally get my latest book of poetry printed... i have so much creative resources.... i live in this astoundingly beautiful place...[check out the blizzard pics in my portfolio]... i get to have salad in the middle of winter and breathe clean air and drink clean water.... i have hot and cold running water and my cabin is heated by geothermal heat and my electricity comes from hydro... i have an awesome job and i get to make food and serve food to the guests and caretake this amazing land.... i have time to do art and all the resources that i need.... i get to meet amazing people all the time and live with a bunch of crazies.... i get to live another day free from active addiction... i celebrated three years today since i came to live and work in paradise... i get to live during one of the most fascinating periods of time that i think that there has ever been and the possibilities for majkl change so astounding as to boggle every spirit that has ever helped get us to this place and time.... i have So Much Gratitude... and i want to pass it on.....this deep moment of appreciation for my life... may you find more than the enchantment that you ever hoped for... buckets of love & whimsy & blessings to you all! skye

what is the deal with time?????

skyedrknss — Sun, 06 Nov 2005 10:23:03 GMT

where did sept and oct go? i swear i misplaced them under the couch or something... did i leave them at someone else's house? i am so enchanted and mystified and engaged and wowed and expanded by life....so little time and so many things to explore and practice and learn and create..... no complaints! i am just trying to figure out how to get this petition off to the goddes requesting a 40 hour day!!! it would be soooo great! you could get 8 hours of sleep in and still have 32 hours to draw and sing and play music and meditate and do kundalini yoga and flirt and connect with all your friends and lover/s..... and get that freakin' book done and photoshop figured out and see the latest neil gaiman movie!!! and have a leisurely bagel and mountain high latte.... what do you say everyone? sign my petitition??? kayaking the raging river of majk thyme, skye

in a tantric way......

skyedrknss — Sun, 30 Oct 2005 09:16:23 GMT

some enchantment that i have run across recently in my 'studies' that i would pass along for your perusal..... ....no one designs the forms of the rivers; they flow by themselves. The tantrika is like a river that never stops flowing in the divine because the divine never stops flowing in it. "In making these offerings, in receiving this initiation, you gain access to the knowledge of your own divine substance, and you open yourself to the Tantric experience of time no longer passing. Your meditation will be easier. The illusion of believing that time can be parceled out will appear to you in all its absurdity, and you will taste the nectar of undivided time. "Initiation also involves a rupture with the myths of the specific society in which you live, establishing a profound and unconditional tie with all human beings and with all that has previously seemed inanimate to you. Initiation releases you from taboos and social, dietary, and sexual prohibitions, and more importantly, the prohibitions linked to ideas and thought. It's a liberation with regard to dogma, to belief, to doubt, and to theory. The tantrika plunges into reality with the whole bodymind. He doesn't skim; he experiments. He lives the teaching, and by his living he continues the flow of the Tantra. That's the meaning of the word Tantra: continuation-continuation of the Tantric experience through the tantrika. A chain of women and men who risk the real and are no longer subject to the compromises social beings submit to. Initiation marks as well the secret in which the tantrika must lock himself away until the day when his heart completely opens. Only then can he identify himself as a tantrika. That's why, when you leave here, you will pretend to know nothing about Shivaic Tantrism. You won't take part in a single discussion on the subject. You won't write any books before your heart opens, keeping within you the secret of your initiations until the day when the fruit ripens. You will practice in secret, not distinguished by rudraksa grains, a Shivaic trident, or anything else. If, by chance, certain people talk about the Tantra, don't correct their mistakes, don't guide them, don't direct them to me or any other master. The aspiring tantrika must find his master by himself." -Tantric Quest An Encounter With Absolute Love Daniel Odier .....as soon as there is a system, the Tantric spirit is lost. As soon as stockpiling begins, the Tantric spirit is lost. This awareness is what gives Tantric writings their unique fluency, like a river that can't be stopped. As soon as devotion for one's master makes us ignore the master in ourselves, we no longer take part in spirituality. As soon as we lose contact with reality in order o follow the Absolute, we lose contact with the Absolute. The entire Absolute is contained in reality. There's not a trace of it elsewhere. "Guard the empty, open, silent temple. That's the only way to experience non-duality...... -Tantric Quest An Encounter With Absolute Love Daniel Odier feeling the mystery at this moment where we relive an hour each year.... deep majk & fierce whimsy, skye

ok...i am back!

skyedrknss — Thu, 13 Oct 2005 18:06:11 GMT

so....my virtual vacation is over....i am back on line....have accepted the 'limitations and forms' of the virtual communication medium...as well as my own role as communicator...... and life is perfect...magnetizing lessons left and right....spirti weaving me an amazing majkl tapestry to enjoy and be challenged by... but at the heart of my first blog in quite a while.... Go See The New Wallace & Grommit 'Curse Of The Were-Rabbit'!!!!! those people who made the movie deserve all our money....the movie was brilliant......i haven't laughed so hard since holy grail [and i don't even want to tell you how stoned i was for that one....back in the foggy old days]....well this one didn't need any chemical laughter induction... i was giggling like a maniac through the whole thing just about... towards the end i had almost laughed as much as i could laugh.. so go give them your dough and be totally entertained... i will be so interested in others' reactions and responses! keep those cards and letters coming to the virtual mailbox... i do love tribe! majk & blessings, skye

gone fishing......

skyedrknss — Tue, 23 Aug 2005 16:16:33 GMT

hi all..... just in case you were curious...i'm taking a bit of an indefinite vacation from the internet for a while....mourning the loss of a relationship and this is just a part of it... i'll let you know when i am back to my old communicative self... love & blessings, skye

my ultimate conundrum........

skyedrknss — Tue, 02 Aug 2005 06:17:37 GMT

i am in the penultimate human conundrum.... how far does one follow love? are there limits to the madness that it generates? a divining line when one sez 'done!'? there is no question that i have concerning if we two are in love.... and yet when we are together it inevitably disrupts the world and no peace and fluctuating fleeting rare grace...... and yet these moments of seeing her kindness.....brief glimpses of the devotion.... and from my end of things....we have this ultimate power available......But......the big But... we [she!] lack a clarity of common vision and possibility...so the infinite power that we could apply together is forced to release itself through emotional energy..... and my practice is subverted and my serenity compromised .....and yes..i know that ultimately that is my own responsibility and no on can make me anything..... But....i want an ally.....i want symbiosis and tire of drama and wild fluctuations of unfocused energy...... dear abby..... what would you do????????????? help me.....i am haunted........ signed the Fool

this quote makes me happy.....

skyedrknss — Fri, 15 Jul 2005 18:01:53 GMT

this is what you shall do: love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning god, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem... -walt whitman

i don't know what else i can say.....

skyedrknss — Thu, 14 Jul 2005 06:58:24 GMT

thank you for the wonderful spell that our being together has been at times thank you for openning your heart when you did i realize now just how much courage it took thank you for your smile and laughter it was pure enchantment thank you for touching me so deeply that it became painful not to be touched thank you for your kindness and words of love and appreciation thanks for the enjoyment we shared nothing could have been finer when it was ours together thank you for the insights thank you for the occasional sharing of a common dream thank you for your beauty which completely bewitched me and will haunt me to the end of my days thank you thank you for letting me inside when you could thank you for all you gave and thank you for allowing me to give thank you for the challenges thank you for the yearning for more and for future and for the depth of my desire i almost thought that i had forgotten how much i could want something thank you for the inspiration thank you for the inspiration thank you for the inspiration thank your for the inspiration thank you for allowing me to hope so much thank you for your smile thank you for your touch thank you for your laughter thank you for your beauty thank you for your passion thank you for your craziness thank you for your desire thank you for your nakedness thank you for your nakedness thank you for your nakedness thank you for your nakedness thank you for your nakedness thank you for your nakedness thank you for your nakedness i will ever dream of you i will never stop desiring you i will never stop wanting more i will never stop thinking of everything but i want more............ feel free to drop me a line.....when you are ready.... when you know what you want.... and will devote your all to have it like me....... i won't apologize for offering you paradise.... because that's what it can be with me.... it won't matter where we live.... when you are ready..... and know what you want.....no fucking around and you are ready to devote yourself to the full blown majk and the inspiration and creativity that will flow forth when you do..... come to me..... i will wait... just as i have waited half a lifetime..... and i will continue to practice.... i'm done with your i don't knows let me know when you know..... until then i have a practice ....... and a peace, grace, craft, beauty and passion to nurture, cultivate and honor.... thank you for being you..... i don't know how i could love you anymore want you any deeper show you any more how much i love you.... if it wasn't enough.... go in peace and find your dreams i want nothing short of majk for you with or without me.... all i know is..... i'm the one and i want to be honored for being the one and if you can't it's too fucking painful...... eternal love.........

only here only now only this......

skyedrknss — Sat, 09 Jul 2005 03:06:10 GMT

the message from spirit seems to be an ongoing echo and sustaining chant.... there are no rules.... the Is changes and trying to freeze it in place and say this is the Truth always the Truth may be the biggest cosmic giggle there is.... only here only now only this there is only my connection with spirit and the practice that i do to develop, evolve and become ever more sensitive to that connection for i seek the grace i hunger for the wisdom available in the present moment and i listen for the moment where i will turn the corner and be living fully in world being dreambirthed the truth is only in this moment and it changes and my fear is only the absence of my faith and i am ready i was born ready to encounter a new way of going about things spirit enveloped in a sacred wind invisible to the old powers and living a new way of majk you're invited........

a worthy rememory.....

skyedrknss — Sat, 02 Jul 2005 02:21:43 GMT

i am thinking a lot about the immense change taking place. now..... this very moment..... the world transforming into its next structure of logic.... gone.... such outdated principles as polarity.....separation.....us/them we are all in this together... here to commune in majk & inspiration.... and weave new modes of interaction & story.... it could appear that things are/will be hairy... and when it does....for each of us... some wisdom remains a treasure of memory.... like this quote from Dune by Frank Herbert.................. I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.

i love this quote!

skyedrknss — Thu, 30 Jun 2005 03:27:22 GMT

Power made me a coat. For a long time I kept it in the back of my closet. I didn't like to wear it much, but I always took good care of it. When I first started wearing it again, it smelled like mothballs. As I wore it more, it started fitting better, and stopped smelling like mothballs. I was afraid if I wore the coat too much someone would want to take it or else I would accidentally leave it in the dojo dressing room. But it has my name on the label now, and it doesn't really fit anyone else. When people ask me where I found such a becoming garment, I tell them about the tailor, Power, who knows how to make coats that you grow into. First, you must find the courage to approach him and ask him to make your coat. Then, you must find the patience inside yourself to wear the coat until it fits. from The Book of Qualities, by J. Ruth Gendler

life is rarely this dismal and humanly sacred....

skyedrknss — Wed, 22 Jun 2005 06:52:45 GMT

the long distance relationship that i have been in for the past 5 months has finally hit those jagged rocks at the base of the cliffs of disaster....we parted...today.... i keep feeling these waves of grief...i know that i had this enormous blessing for a couple months....and the last two have just been this downward spiralling emotional ping pong match...sometimes great but more often than not....headed in the wrong direction... and i hate this period...where i analyze to death the same things...never any closer to some deep insight or revelation... we had the time we had...and now it seems to be done... and i don't want it to go on....but geez is there going to be a black hole in my space...... but forgive my foolishness....in the begining...i thought she was it.... and maybe it is always like that when it is so freaking hot in the beginning...but this time...i really thought i had found her... the most poignant moment came....last night...we went to a meeting together to celebrate my 10 years clean yesterday....and after the meeting i saw her happy...like she hadn't been for the couple days i had been with her....and i grieved for the time when she was happy when i was with her.... and i thought.... you never know when you make love with someone.... if it will be the last time... something deep and resonant and profoundly humanly sad was immersed in that thought... 2 months ago...we had some of the greatest darkness we ever shared....i never dreamed that afterwards we would only have sex for the next two months before it was going to all end this full moon solstice.... i know that spirit weaves it all together perfectly...new and just as sacred interactions will take place in the time to come.... but right now...waves of anxiety and sadness....the connection that was so holy to me....disappeared...and tomorrow i'll head home alone.....again.... i want to thank spirit for the memories that i will cherish.. and to bless shannon for accepting my love for as long as she needed to.....