The (ex,in,e)Ternal Journ(ey)al

Meet me with Love

2012-03-01T21:10:00.015-08:00

When i meet you with love

You meet me with love

wether you know it or not : )

Life is our Altar

2012-02-16T13:32:00.000-08:00

eyes open
kiss myself
thank the life for living in me
around me
with me

thank the sun
the stone people
the standing ones
water mother
earth breath
kinfolk
we move
hug
open in each other
dance
sing
juice
drink
cut pick
pluck
cook
eat

bathe in the love we gardens grow

dance through the streets singing in our families eyes
pollinate hi vibes
gather and harvest the sweet honey
make a honey comb hive of the galaxy

in drum beat
in swirling revelatory stillness
in surprise glimpses of our hearts and souls
in justice returned
true power remembered
in listening to falling leaves and trickling water and crashing waves and devouring fires

we remember our family together
we tell new stories
sing new songs
dance old dances in new bodies
and catch the mirror behind the subject in the mirror

we find each other
we dream each other up
and up and up and up
until there is no up and down
no side to side
not even side by side
only one
won
simply being
as an act of victory

life is our altar
and in each miraculous act of creativity we place our love upon her

2012-02-04T12:29:00.000-08:00

The time of the Dragon is hear

The scales are balancing

The heart and the feather see eye to eye

Qetzalcoatl

Let your mind wander...

after thoughts,
in fields of awareness,
what matters?

In matters of the heart
We have Miss-ed and Sir-ed the real

De-sense-atized

Reeling from reel to reel

What do you feel?

For real.

The time of the Dragon is here

We collect ourselves in our surroundings
Gathered by firelight with a choir of molecules
quirks and quarks
Turning our qualms to psalms

Press your palms open
Let everything u never knew u always wanted pour in
Let everything u thought u needed be you
let secret strands of DNA
dissolve these genetically engineered mind states
we picked up in the produce sections of our self consuming consciousness

The time of the dragon is here.

Breathe fire in the lifeless corners of the hardened hearts

Scale up, or down, or back or IN!

Let claws come out, let feet leave cliffs behind
remember the bed of clouds you dreamed yourself up on

heart of moon
wrapped in sun
wrapped in moon
mirrors for scales
as many hearts as scales
each scale the gateway to heaven
hearts see eye to eye

The time of the Dragon is here...

i.Ameni Beat Collages

2011-12-23T00:48:00.000-08:00

Home from Peru with vivid dreams in sleep and visions during the day coax the birth of the ArcoIris i.Ameni video collages...

Peru: Day 1.2

2011-06-11T22:37:00.000-07:00

:) havent really slept in 3 days, going right now, lima was intense and beautiful, had a whole crowd ready to welcome in the new president taking pictures of me and the afro (and feather) instead :)

they know how to show love...

(and curiosity, and appreciation, and perplexion ;) and...)

just got to cusco this morning and it feels like days ago, the air, the earth, the mountains are special here! the elevation thins the bloods and quickens the vibration, the cobblestone streets and old colonial stylings built on top of incan architcture tell so many stories, the big small city feeling makes community accesable and flux and excitement rampid... so u know i{m vibin serious!!!

met hella cool folks, the kind that feel like fam right away, it´s a serious practice to stay open cuz there are so many people tryna sell you things here and what they´re selling is so amazing, it´s so exhausting telling all the good people on their hustle no every 2 minutes (literally!)...

more investigations into the class system and the nature of the gov´t here when we meet up with the homies Fred and Luzma... so many with so little and so much... you know how it is...

overwhelming, refreshing, great practice in boundaries and openess, great reminders of community and culture and play, and as always i am expanding...

give thanks
live love

holler with more soon...

my pictures are on the video camera with no computer connection so you¨ll see those later...

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2011-05-13T10:53:00.000-07:00

I Am The BE-Ginning

Waiting on The Pre-Sent Meets The 365 Mama Tree Project!

Amanda WouldGo Will create an art altar for The Mama Tree, the Beginning every day for the next year! BE-Hold! www.AmandaWouldgo.blogspot.com

2011-05-13T10:16:00.000-07:00

Amanda WouldGo Meets Flat Stanely Meets i.Ameni and The Place To BE

see Amanda WouldGo and more of her whimsical genius @ Amanda WouldGo.blogspot.com

Los Rakas-Soy Raka

2011-05-13T10:15:00.001-07:00

It's been amazing to watch people's responses to this beat, i made it pretty quickly one night, probably spent more time dancing around the room than i did making it :)

The song gets played all over the place in the bay, made national news for the Turf dancing in the video, and it's on the radio in Panama!

Los Rakas does there thing! They are hard working professional artists with big hearts, making beautiful music.

and...it's sad to watch the gunz and gold ones get all the play, how much more work we have to put in to feed the people something different, how much we gotta sneak it in...

I know we're hungry for nourishment, keep working on the recipe :)

fLOWERS fOR tHE dEAD

2011-01-13T21:07:00.000-08:00

From all the Attik house spirits, the ancestors, and the decendants... Flowers For tHE dEAD...

flowers for the dead
flowers for the dead
they've got time to smell 'em now
and think on what they've said
me i haunt myself so much i only hear my head
flowers for the dead

at my wake i'll finally wake and like a snake i'll shed
all the things that killed me and i'll start to live instead
my skin and bones i'll give 'em to the next on down the line
to resurrect a monument to this big me of mine
turning in my grave the page that booked marked what i knew
i'll reach up past the pain and sang a little song for you
i'll give the bee's and birds desert and be there for the dew
and soak up all the rain and sun so you can smell what's true

flowers for the dead x2
we've got time to smell em now and think on what we've said
me i haunt myself so much just help me clear my head
flowers for the dead x2

sometime i hear the spirits
sometimes i fear the spirits
sometimes i'm near the spirits
sometimes i feel the spirit

i've been pining in my boxes
no more boxes for me
any dirt on me
is right under your feet
feeds the flowers
feeds the fruits
look in closely you'll see

fowers for the dead x2
we've got time to smell em now and think on what we've said
me i haunt myself so much just help me clear my head
flowers for the dead x2

OPPORTUNITIES

2010-04-30T13:11:00.001-07:00

Amidst the rushing rivers of opportunity is
the constant flowing possibility of creating exactly what you want
each moment and every detail of exactly what you want.

Opportunities gone unrecognized and missed
are reflectedin each star with whom you have not made friends
but there is no loss, because opportunity is perpetual.

You have become the person you are
a flower of life; a rose
forming an individual unique variety
responding to and utilizing opportunity like a spider
catching a fly floating on air.

You have nothing to fear; you are taken care of
your god self realization is inevitable
so relinquish your protection and go with the wind of god.
A fine, fine wind; the wind of time
blowing the total unrestrained love of isness
that which is all, all of it.

And in each moment, there is opportunity to shed the husk
peel away the skin down to the fruit
and be wide open to all that is
and live without fear on behalf of your own best interest
creating fresh love in every moment
and loving perpetually and perfectly
each and every person, animal, blade of grass, and insect.

the opportunity to be your God Self
out of the closet
is yours
and you know it's realization is inevitable

-Harrison Simms Happy Birthday!!!!

2010-04-18T12:13:00.001-07:00

sometimes the truth
feels like a burning flame
when the flame is licking you
when you’re done calling to the rain

sang
con su mi fuego
take me to the sky again

sometimes the truth
feels like the ocean the way it moves
i can be shore
but there’s only so much those shore knew
con su mi mar
a tear returning home again

burning through fuel
energy, money
my cool
all i could puff was smoke
and i felt like such a fool
the fire forgave me to the air i needed

con su mi fuego
take me to the sky again

2010-04-18T02:42:00.000-07:00

we're so powerful we can even deceive OURSELVES into thinking we aren't...

Sneak Peak 'Grace' footage in Loyan Warsame's Demo Reel

2010-03-25T02:45:00.000-07:00

DEMO REEL 2010 from Loyan Warsame on Vimeo.

The Grace Dancer's

2010-03-18T01:50:00.000-07:00

These are the Grace dancers:

studious teachers, contagious dancers, inter dimensional nondenominational shamans, singers & spirit raisers, mothers, my sisters, and the movement within oneself that brings about grace in the 'Grace' MusicmotionPictureShort and i tell you!!!...

after watching them dance every week,

while i was dancing with logistics, and frustration, and joy, and overwhelm, and gratitude...

playing with the lil' big homie Sean,

playing "leap frog", "give mommy presents", and "follow me around while i turn everything into a playground"...

holding newborn Khayri and matching my breath to his, my vibration to ours

and being washed with utterly unconditional love...

and after the madness of countess cancellations, logistics, reschedules, finding props for free, working with 20 people on a for the love budget etc...

i'm learning to relax into the unknown, to enjoy the dance , to dance with it all, to lead and to follow...

i'm learning i don't need a reason to smile

and i don't have to give myself a reason to frown

i'm learning what i really believe when things get hard

unearthing my buried broken hearts

and planting them again in more fertile soil
i'm learning to care

and to let go

i'm learning to love for no reason

because then it would stand to reason that no reason could make me stop ;)

i'm learning myself

and every genuine glimpse shows me you

looking at me looking at you

what a mirror-cle! ;)

2010-01-10T10:45:00.000-08:00

like the soaring of a reaching flower

still. peaceful.

and soaring...

a yearning so great,

so deeply rooted,

it takes flight into it's own skies

the heart is the sun and the flower

2010-01-10T10:35:00.000-08:00

each dream i live.

what fertility. underneath the underneath. dreaming is already like splashing below the surface of the water and opening your eyes except sometimes it's the dirt garden surface instead of water and oh, this is what seeds are up to before they pop through.

root the root. we drink the sky

-noa wotton

2010-01-04T17:02:00.000-08:00

Your and my ignorance play us against us each other

Let us grow a garden of awareness

And feed the world with the food our garden grew

I Wrote A Good Omelet

2009-10-09T18:00:00.000-07:00

I Wrote A Good Omelet

I wrote a good omelet...and ate a hot poem...

after loving you

Buttoned my car...and drove my coat home..in the rain...

after loving you

I goed on red...and stopped on green...

floating somewhere in between...

being here and being there...

after loving you

I rolled my bed...turned down my hair...

slightly confused but...I don't care...
Laid out my teeth...and gargled my gown...

then I stood ...and laid me down...

to sleep...

after loving you

Written by Nikki Giovanni

2009-10-06T16:32:00.000-07:00

does it really make sense,
to de-sensitize ourselves?

since sense is what makes sense…

does it really fly
to deny ourselves our wings, the wind, and the limitlessness of the skies.

it must be a stage,
this pretending.

don’t feed me lines
don’t give me props
don’t under study
ask me, “what’s at play?”

playwright
become a free write

in fact, don’t write or wrong at all
open your curtains like waterfalls open rivers
and pour in on me…

2009-09-30T23:21:00.000-07:00

Death left me a terrified little boy, when i discovered the most essential part of my life could be taken away from me. My family dismembered, my faith in the world, and therefor myself, was terribly shaken...now, i'm learning not to brace myself so much...

Secrets of the talking jaguar

2009-09-24T14:45:00.000-07:00

A sad and sickly little child who wept alot, i walked with a painful limp until i was five or so. Around that time, I started making my famous ball of string, which was formed by tying loose thread, wire, rope, twine, or fiber to the free end and winding it into a ball. It grew so immense that i got to pushing it around with two hands, using all my strength, until one day i couldn't budge it anymore. I wanted to be attached to life, and like the threads of dreams and stories one lives out, clothing one's little origination point with one's destiny until one actually begins to appear like what one has learned.

-Martin Pretchtel from 'Secrets of the Talking Jaguar'

Skinning your knees on God

2009-09-11T15:39:00.000-07:00

Skinning your knees on God
Little by little,
You will turn into stars.
Even then, my dear,
You will only be a crawling infant,
Still skinning your knees on God.
Little by little,
You will turn into
The whole sweet, amorous universe in heat
On a wild spring night,
And become so free
In a wonderful, secret
And pure Love
That flows
From a conscious,
One-pointed
Infinite need for light.
Even then, my dear,
The Beloved will have fulfilled
Just a fraction,
Just a fraction!
Of a promise he wrote upon your heart.
When your soul begins
To Ever bloom and laugh
And spin in Eternal Ecstasy -
O little by little,
You will turn into God.
— from I Hear God Laughing, Renderings of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky (With thanks to Joe Riley and Panhala.net for so many Daily Inspirations.)

plucked some courage to my fears

2009-05-31T22:54:00.000-07:00

*I picked up the guitar, started singing, and plucked some courage to my fears.

*I quit my job in January (in the midst of this economy, i know).

*I am off to Spain, France, Germany, Denmark, and the Netherlands in July with Jonah Matranga on my 1st “official” tour.

*Jonah is a well traveled, well sung, astute and magical human being. This reflects in our friendship, his music, and his life.

*I am questioning how ready I am, while burning and ready as ever.

*I am trying to prepare with love, not in fear.

*I am trying to sing to myself in you, not to you for my ego.

*I am listening…