help my friend, steph, help her friends

steph says:
"I need your help getting the word out on a dress that I am selling.

On June 4th, my very good friends lost their 15-year-old daughter in a terrible car accident. I've decided to list my dresses on Ebay and donate whatever they sell for to them to help with funeral costs. It has been a devastating week and there is nothing more helpless than watching someone you love go through such terrible pain.

I've done a listing on Ebay for any one of my dresses or a custom designed piece, whatever the winning bidder wants. The listing started at only $20, but I'm hoping it will really skyrocket.

If you blog, or send out emails a lot, anything to help me help them would be more than appreciated guys."

Here is a link to the Ebay listing:
cgi.ebay.com/Custom-Desi...cmdZViewItem

lookee what i just found.......

this has to be one of my favorite songs of all time. it is embedded irretrievably in my soul forever, and i feel i must share it with you. feel free to sing it if you know the melody and are as moved as i am by it's magnificence.

STUART
by the dead milkmen

"You know what, Stuart, I LIKE YOU. You're not like the other
people, here, in the trailer park.

Oh, don't go get me wrong. They're fine people, they're
good Americans. But they're content to sit back, maybe
watch a little Mork and Mindy on channel 57, maybe kick
back a cool, Coors 16-ouncer. They're good, fine people,
Stuart. But they don't know ... what the queers are doing
to the soil!

You know that Jonny Wurster kid, the kid that delivers papers
in the neighborhood. He's a foreign kid. Some of the neighbors
say he smokes crack, but I don't believe it.

Anyway, for his tenth birthday, all he wanted was a Burrow Owl.
Kept bugging his old man. "Dad, get me a burrow owl. I'll never
ask for anything else as long as I live." So the guy
breaks down and buys him a burrow owl.

Anyway, 10:30, the other night, I go out in my yard, and there's
the Wurster kid, looking up in the tree. I say, "What are
you looking for?" He says "I'm looking for my burrow owl."
I say, "Jumping Jesus on a Pogo Stick. Everybody knows
the burrow owl lives. In a hole. In the ground. Why the hell do you
think they call it a burrow owl, anyway?" Now Stuart, do you
think a kid like that is going to know what the queers are
doing to the soil?

I first became aware of this about ten years ago, the summer
my oldest boy, Bill Jr. died. You know that carnival comes into
town every year? Well this year they came through with a ride
called The Mixer. The man said, "Keep your head, and arms, inside
the Mixer at all times." But Bill Jr, he was a DAAAREDEVIL, just
like his old man. He was leaning out saying "Hey everybody,
Look at me! Look at me!" Pow! He was decapitated! They found
his head over by the snow cone concession.

A few days after that, I open up the mail. And there's a pamphlet
in there. From Pueblo, Colorado, and it's addressed to Bill, Jr.
And it's entitled, "Do you know what the queers are doing to our
soil?"

Now, Stuart, if you look at the soil around any large US city,
there's a big undeground homosexual population. Des Moines, Iowa,
for an example. Look at the soil around Des Moines, Stuart.
You can't build on it; you can't grow anything in it. The government
says it's due to poor farming. But I know what's really going on,
Stuart. I know it's the queers. They're in it with the aliens.
They're building landing strips for gay Martians, I swear to
God.

You know what, Stuart, I like you. You're not like the other
people, here in this trailer park. "

here and now is a great place (or i love myself anyway)

everything is happening right now. everything that i want for myself and my wee babes we already have. i am a healing doe. i am less of an annoying doe, i am a calmer, kinder, sweeter, more centered doe. i am an in control doe. no more ghastly doe. only love in here now (i do remember you, phoenix a., of course i do, you know i had a dream last night that my name was phoenix too and i thought you would be mad at me?). only warm love and healing and cleansing tears and loud laughter and creative expression and cultivation of happy happy happy.
oh yeah! and gratitude! right!
right here, right now, i love myself just as i am. right here and now i surround myself in my sacred space and i hold myself tight and i allow myself to be clean and green and gorgeous and light and comforted and CALM.
right here and now kicks ass.

10 weird, random, but true facts about yours truly.......

um..........
1. in high school i played mr. smith in the bald soprano. i had long blond hair and it kept threatening to fall out of my hat during the one performance. it's an absurdist play anyway....... so i thought it might have augmented things nicely..........
2. i modeled for a guy who made 2 body casts of me, and then he displayed them (and many others) in the gallery of the college where my dad works. luckily, i couldn't figure out which one was mine anyway.
3. i fainted at the last moment making the second body cast. luckily, he (the artist- www.kirkwoodstudios.com ) was able to save the cast.
4. i wondered last night (during a thunderstorm) whether or not lightening followed by thunder are big elemental orgasms.
5. i used to run home from kindergarten as fast as i could to watch sesame street.
6. i have a great weakness for sesame chicken and crab rangoon.
7. i grew up with my mom and my sister, and now i have 3 boys by myself.
8. i have seen faeries. twice. and a poltergeist once.
9. i love annie lennox.
10. i love big stone steps. especially in the rain.

so, do blogs just go on forever?

this can be just like a limitless electronic notebook open to the public.
i am so grateful for the good friends i have today. i am grateful that we have stayed in touch for so long, i can just reach out and touch them whenever i want. one of the biggest disappointments of my life after realizing in my adult life that both my parents are psychotic, has been losing touch some of my dear, dear friends. people that have held me on the floor to keep me from smoking cigarettes when i thought i was pregnant (i actually wasn't that time), made collages for me and wrote me a note in the beginning pages of "the lion, the witch, and the wardrobe", held my hand when i needed them so much, held my babies when they were brand new, blew bubbles, smoked cigarettes in the freezing cold, skipped school to go sit in the woods, made me laugh until i could hardly breathe, stood beside me when i was alone and scared, made me feel at ease when i was otherwise anything but. i think i miss nate most of all, all of our afternoons walking around on the plaza and at the nelson and noticing everything. and sharing tea and journals at asia garden, i love you, nate! i love you, all the people who have disappeared from my life, who i might never see again. i remember you!
tonight, i remember you~

om...................................

oh, i miss om circles. i miss california, i miss the ocean, i miss the redwood forests. i miss gorgeous people i love so much. i have been off taking my medicine, it's been a little bitter, just a tad, but it is what i needed, and i am giving warm thanks to my Ocean Mama and all of Her nymphs. i am warmed up now, i am pouring out onto the ground, i am dissolving in wet sunshine. i found little me in there, and she was cold, and now she's warm. i feel everything coming to me on the next tide, i can almost see it as i look out. and i won't be surprised, only overjoyed.

lonely is cleansing

i embrace lonliness, i am learning to be more calm and quiet inside, i am learning to move so slowly and be gorgeously involved in what i am doing, right here, right now, yes, i love jesus jones......
this is truly effortless! it comes! this lovely combination of affirmations, vemma, yoga, learning to love myself so deeply and thoroughly is helping me so much, i am evolving, i am changing, and i feel so new and free...... and light.......
i see it reflected in my boys too, boy they have had a stressed out mama for so long! they are such angels, their eyes are so bright and clear, i can still smell heaven on their breath, we are all doing better as a family.....
oh, i give thanks, dearest Mother.......~ i am in heaven right now, this moment of bliss, and i thankYou.......~

okay so my background isn't black right now

i took my first dose of vemma today! woooooooooo! my body was singing to me in thanks! i am so excited to see how much better i am going to feel after drinking my vemma for a month! yay yay yay~

it is a lovely evening~

ah, sweet Mother Goddess~ all of creation springs forth from You~ i follow You passionately~ by following my own heart, my own beautiful Self~
i give thanks~
the star within me swells and bursts forth through my glistening cells~
my roses shine in my skin~ like priceless art in their galleries~
i give thanks, Mother~
for calling me home~

~mmmm......

~*- tendrils of angels' hair blow sweetly across my ecstatic face~*- the Goddess calls me home tonight~*-