Tuesday, December 15, 2009

watch how we crawl

It is sososo strange to live near a major city. Where I grew up, solitude and silence were extremely easy to find: a quick walk into the woods or a short drive to the lakeshore and surrounding wetlands. Sometimes, while running here, I'll feel like I've finally found a little hidden pocket of silence!!!!! (((Shhh...silent smile of Joy!!! )))

But then I run a little farther and find------ a man-made pedestrian-friendly bridge to bypass that unabashedly beautiful, rebelliously rocky stream... ((really, it's breadth could be crossed with a short leap!!))

Making things easily accessible is not always a good thing.

There is tremendous value in the difficulty of approaching Beauty.

People in Yosemite: A TimeLapse Study from Steven M. Bumgardner on Vimeo.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

In favor of monogamy

During my drive to school today, I stopped the automatic scanning of radio stations and paused to the sound of laughter, which actually turned out to be people discussing Porn. The two guys and one girl who were running the morning show were taking calls from the public concerning the changes in sexual EXPECTATIONS that men now have of women. The argument was that greater availability of Pornography was affecting what Men expect of Women in bed. Oh, how disconnected we all are becoming...i mean, if Porn is the ultimate sexual experience for you, you clearly have no imagination or creativity.

This also reminded me of the argument of Open and/or Polyamorous Relationships as a better choice for intimacy rather than the "ownership" of Monogamy. There is an actual EXPECTATION that women will be willing to participate in these Open/Polyamorous Relationships...

If having only one mate equals ownership to you, it is only because you had the unfortunate vision to choose an unworthy partner AND/OR you have not spent enough time developing your Self.

Humans are living longer...so perhaps lifetime monogamy is impossible, but monogamous relationships are worth the FOCUS.

Polyamory is based on the theory of "Abundance" ---as in, there is an abundance of women out there, so why only be intimate with one?! Everlasting Abundance is a lie. Look at the Earth. Natural resources are dwindling because economic growth forever is unsustainable. The reality is that everything is a cycle---of give and lose.

Those parts within us of beauty and creativity cannot be fueled by rejecting our emotional vulnerability. Those who practice Polyamory see everything as a power play which ultimately keeps the man on a Pedestal and women placated with "awesome orgasms". Uhhhh...yeah...nice long term vision, oh polyamorous men. "Don't lose your masculinity or your ability to make your women beg." It is unfortunate that the men behind this movement have not realized that what these ideas will ultimately do is create more sub par women.

Life is about learning...it is about challenge and sharing. It is far more difficult (and wonderful!) to focus on one person. To learn from him and about yourself because of him. To challenge yourself apart so that you develop each moment together fully. To share who you are...evolving, learning, challenged...YOU.

Monogamy isn't about ownership for me. Perhaps historically in society, that argument can be made-- but my personal experience is that it is a requirement for what I need to always be improving, learning and developing who I am. For me, it is either Monogamy or Solitude. In my current relationship (and past ones), he is free. If he chooses another woman to focus on, he is free to do so, BUT OUR relationship would be over. I refuse to waste my focus on a person who can not equally focus on me.

I am 31 years old. I know who I am and what I want.

I don't need to seek validation from anyone else on this Earth. I don't need a man to make me feel beautiful, important and worthy. Seeking those things is just a downward slide towards endless misery. I spent a LONG time by myself figuring these things out. It took me a LONG time to decide to leave my solitude and attempt to share myself at the risk of getting sucked into what society tells us a drama filled relationship should be.

I realized that he and I could relate without definitions because we both understand these basic things. When we forget them, we know we need to go back to them.

Monogamy is comparable to training a martial art: You train certain movements (focus on your guy/girl)...you leave them alone for a while to develop other areas of your art (individual interests)...then you come back to those movements with more depth and understanding...Until you become skilled yet vulnerable. Or perhaps the appropriate word is Open. You become Open, yet possess the skill, timing and ability to defend this wonderfullyLayered Open Vulnerability. The training never ends...and it only becomes more interesting!!

How focused are you? Or has disconnection winked its shiny eye at you, too??

Thursday, September 17, 2009

to Be of good use

I have been reading various things today, as I tend to do nowadays. It really is a gift to have some extra time on my hands. It has been years since that has been possible.

A certain line of text jumped out at me from one of the websites I usually visit-- written by a woman I only know as "tagonist". She wrote in response to someone's question on how to simplify their life ...

" Please remember to find a way to be useful to the world. That's on all of us."

Yes.

We live in society with all it's distractions, our personal struggles and our attempts to find some kind of connection to something. We sense the solution in love or monetary success, but none of that matters if we haven't found our personal value --- our own unique way to be useful. That is our individual shiny string to add to the web of evolving existence.

Our usefulness will be the foundation from which we will grow and develop all we have to share as life becomes more challenging.

and no, I'm not being pessimistic about reality, I'm just choosing to be realistic about the data. Life will get harder; it is inevitable.


So yes, it truly is on all of us find a way to be useful to the world.

ThankYoutagonist.

Monday, August 31, 2009

...perhaps the answer to the ultimate question...

Why are we here?

Music. To create and appreciate....share and exchange...

Music.



Tuesday, August 25, 2009

so many people

i was stuck in traffic on my way to Flamenco class today. Thousands of people trying to go home towards Baltimore...from cubicle to automobile then to homeBoxedInhome.

Oh, the barriers we create...

Moments of waiting, born from within preoccupations contemplating what our life is "supposed to Be".

I don't know how to be part of it, nor would i dream a wild dream to be. But for now, I have to be ...part of it...here, right now. I want to be here...more than anything.

(((secretly digging for the rare wisps of beauty--yes Life, hide them well!!! make me run and dig, sweat and gasp.... stomp and blush to my heart's controlled booooombopbooom)))

Oh, I swooon on a daily basis inside
from the comfortably numb-ness i see
i know now, despite my efforts to believe

I'm here to Learn how to express more of Me.

Saturday, August 8, 2009

when i reach the "disciplined" Now

may this be my most common state...

Monday, July 27, 2009

the edge of the windowsill digs into my thigh...

it was a tangible reminder of how i leaned into the wind to feel my soul sigh

back then, in the days of being consumed with the confusion of Ego and Existence.


It is True...as Time breathes into your lungs and you exhale in whispers and conversations--- the deeep caress of where you walk the Line...


the passions become clear, the words become full. the emotions smudge themselves into the pigment only hoped for in teardroplet yearning moans......yes...smoooth the edge of those stones.

ridges carved in rain, movement, wind, water slipdropundulate me into slop...bring it.

this is my Life. This is my Life. my baby girl...hold her close. I still remember how i pressed my nose against her baby flesh as she was placed in my arms after being extracted from my womb. parts of Me and parts of New....a scent embedded into the fibers of my Being...forever.

Share the Beauty i've found...of sharp outlines of trees carved against starlit night, of rain drenched summer puddle streaming heavy light. Of silly voice and happy song....no right and wrong...just the growth lasting steadily long.

here, in this World i know....

oh baby girl...watch the snow flakes flutter from my eyes as i yearn to share my views of our Night skies...

This windowsill digs into our thighs.