spirits...in a material world

how do you care for your soul?

what does a soul need to thrive?

we are spirits.....in a material world.  a world where....where there are diets and agendas....things to buy to make life, happier?  things to consume to make you healthier?

but what of your soul?


why is the soul neglected and why are there are so many distractions to just- keep the soul...in a closet.

because it takes a lot of work to nurture your soul.  It is a rough road to do some serious introspection....and soothe your soul.

just like the body...sometimes the soul needs a good detox....sometimes the soul needs a boost of soul vitamins....sometimes the soul just needs to rest.....but

your soul has needs....


just because you can't slather some moisturizer on your soul....doesn't mean it isn't there.....just....NEEDING some care.

and then....

there comes the time, when just like your body....your soul is so tired of trying to get needs met...and it starts to fail...and become numb.

a numb soul, is not a happy soul.

physical, mental, emotional- all these things....work together.

parts of one big world of you.

don't ignore your soul.

it is time for some type of remedy...some tender loving care for your soul.

to quench your soul's thirst....


peace and love and soul cakes and because I love Sting....and all the wisdom he imparts....


get cozy and warm up your soul...

 

mad about you....

my memories are....a great number of them....are connected to music.

like...the time I went to my Dad's on the East Coast

to help while my step-Mom, who was recovering from Guillain-Barré syndrome.

I did a lot of painting during that time.

I was alone- most of the time..no friends....just the dog to take care of.  I overplayed a few CDs at that time....painting.  one was a Bjork CD...and one was Sting, the Living Sea soundtrack....

and whenever I hear this song, it reminds me of that specific Fall....of 1995...when I left to go to my Dad's....

when I had just graduated from college....and my whole world was changing.  Just a girl....off to discover

what there was to discover....

for a girl....just out of college.

Sting, Mad about You...

A stone's throw from Jerusalem
I walked a lonely mile in the moonlight
And though a million stars were shining
My heart was lost on a distant planet
That whirls around the April moon
Whirling in an arc of sadness
I'm lost without you I'm lost without you
Though all my kingdoms turn to sand
And fall into the sea
I'm mad about you I'm mad about you

And from the dark secluded valleys
I heard the ancient sighs of sadness
But every step I thought of you
Every footstep only you
And every star a grain of sand
The leavings of a dried up ocean
Tell me, how much longer? How much longer?

They say a city in the desert lies
The vanity of an ancient king
But the city lies in broken pieces
Where the wind howls and the vultures sing
These are the works of man
This is the sum of our ambition
It would make a prison of my life
If you became another's wife
With every prison blown to dust
My enemies walk free
I'm mad about you I'm mad about you

And I have never in my life
Felt more alone than I do now
Although I claim dominions over all I see
It means nothing to me
There are no victories
In all our histories, without love

A stone's throw from Jerusalem
I walked a lonely mile in the moonlight
And though a million stars were shining
My heart was lost on a distant planet
That whirls around the April moon
Whirling in an arc of sadness
I'm lost without you I'm lost without you
And though you hold the keys to ruin
Of everything I see
With every prison blown to dust,
My enemies walk free
Though all my kingdoms turn to sand
And fall into the sea
I'm mad about you I'm mad about you

and here is to...


those songs, that make up the beautiful soundtrack of your life...


peace...and love....and memories in music.

brand new day....

i must write this....i just have to.

I have been texting my friend, and Reiki master....and while I can't really show screen shots of our conversation....

i'm not quite sure anyone would really believe them.

the most amazing things happen when we get together and text....

things that show seamless shared clear messages...

crazy.


things happen that prove..... the existence of love and peace...and life and energy beyond what

is normally observed to happen....

in those normal times between work and dinner and social media and doing homework...the times when you are busy...and the world rushes around you...and you feel like you're juggling a million things....

and it takes but a second....to connect...to have a deep connection to someone.

to slow down and just listen...to the spaces between.  because there is a silence that tells so much.

it's just waiting to be heard.

 (Karina Ruttan, http://divinemessageskarina.blogspot.ca) 

but both have to be open to it.



and when it happens.  It is magical....because it seems that this type of connection is so rare....


but...



I don't think that it has to be so rare....

in fact.

it should happen more.....



peace...and love...and connection.

<3 kelly

gordian knot....

it is that impossible knot....and all it takes...is that....brilliant....think outside the box....mentality....


and voila.  

just take some scissors and....


as Sting said,

"can't see for the brightness, staring me blind."



sometimes you have to start thinking in a meta-thinking sort of way.....


as is the case with most things that require thinking.

I probably have always been the person who maybe surprised other people by this because of my carefree....artist....free spirited.....attitude.....

they never really suspect that I'm...thinking.  


I've had to prove it way too much to certain people and that is exhausting.....


they don't just hand out PhDs, you know.  

peace....love....and gordian knots....

escucha me...

in college, I spent some time studying Spanish in Mexico....in 1994...amazing experience...

without much English spoken around me...I was forced to rely on my Spanish...and in that time, I started to dream in Spanish....I remember one morning waking up...and I could not speak.  I was so confused as to what language I spoke...I couldn't speak for a few minutes...and I sat there in bed...searching....for language.  Bizarre.  It is said, that when you dream in a 2nd language....you really start to get fluent.  Of course, if you don't use it....it starts to fade. 

if fingerprints.....fingerprints....DNA and physical evidence places people in places....a physical place...

then words...place them in a mental, psychological place....

and the words they select...if you listen close enough....can tell you what the intent, where the thoughts take residence....

as a linguist....through research and tuition...I've been exposed to training that makes things....certain things stand out....

the way a phrase is turned....the intonation used.....the words strung together...the order of words.....words emphasized....

they tell a story....

sometimes they seem fragmented....the messages.....but over time.... you can piece together patterns...

you would have to be a lifeless robot for the communication that gets conveyed in a message to mean nothing...

that is the purpose of communication.  

Sometimes the most important message is subtle....

but it doesn't mean it is any less important....

just listen...and you will hear it.  

I've been deeply connected and moved by language my whole life.... so yeah it is a passion of mine...

there is this thing that happens...when you do a dance with your passion....it is the most beautiful synchronized movement.  total alignment.  

I have been sick for a month...feels like.forever.....I got pneumonia....and....

although I'm still really tired....

I am now feeling a bit better....and the sun is shining...

peace and love...and cypher.  

road trip....

i'm still on my vision quest....

but now I feel like I'm on a road trip...and although making car analogies irritate some people...because of the whole fossil fuel and whatnot.....and stuff associated with cars....well...

i still gotta make this analogy...because I love road trips.  I apologize if this may offend someone.  :)

you can get the drift and make your own analogy.


love is the vehicle.....I move in this vehicle through the world....as love....and if love is the car then I would say....passion is my fuel....

happiness is the music that carries me along.....and faith is knowing I'll reach my destination....the perfect destination.  Faith is that feeling that even though I can't see the destination in my gps, I know it's there and I know I'm heading in the right direction....with confidence.

positivity....my caffeine.....completely satiated and happy.....moving along....good tunes....good road...good vehicle....

totally...all right.

because I know that I'll hit that gas station exactly when I need to and not run out of fuel...there will always be the most perfect tune playing.....and my love, passion, faith, and positivity all work in sync...

making it the best road trip ever.

although...I just went to the doctor today and found out I have pneumonia...which kinda slows down the trip a little...but hey...

i'm still moving forward on my quest....making art....music...with passion and love and happiness....because that is exactly what the world needs now...

i have to go pick the next mix for my road trip soundtrack....


peace...and love....and road trips and antibiotics.