Carried away

This past weekend I entered into an unexpected love affair with a bottle of tawny port. As a person who rarely drinks any form of alcohol I felt it was quite the treat to lay around drinking port and reading poetry all afternoon. That said, It has taken me from a slightly spacey place to feeling completely excarnated. I've found myself floating over my body for the last week. Hovering and attempting to ground myself. In the week I've realized just how much I can enjoy getting carried away (it's fun to wallow in emotion at times). The whole concept scares me a bit because it can feel desperate and grasping at moments. It's as if I will move and then suddenly wake up from what felt like I was in a dream. I realize responsibility for my actions, but as I act I am not fully incarnate in my movements. I can't help but wonder if this is part of my process. To feel ungrounded, dreamy, out of control and then acknowlegde that I have the power to take hold of these actions(and then take hold of them). I've looked back at moments in my life where I've felt carried away-they always have potential for leaving me embarassed, upset, or frustrated. I also had the gift of a friend telling me not to worry about these moments- that each moment that passes that I can consciously take up my actions is a moment that I am not carried away and each moment that passes is victorious. So at this moment I am trying to cultivate my feeling of victory. It's a slow process.

My perfect Niece, Lucy!

Here she is. My nephew Wade is a big brother now! I can hardly believe it.

Felted wonders

Felted wonders

If you want to see more of the felted creations click on the photo! Some of the little gnomes and fruit were created by my classmate Averi. Shout out.

Christmas Surprises

Just before Christmas my folks and I went to visit my Grandma. We were so surprised to find my Father's cousin there with his family passing through from California! I hadn't seen them since my bike trip down the coast a few years ago, my Dad hadn't seen them for years and years! They called just a few hours before they stopped by so it was a huge surprise for everyone.

Thanksgiving in NY

My folks came out and visited me in NY for Thanksgiving. We took a short trip into the city and visited a distant relative who gave us a tour. For the rest of the week we went upstate, hiked, enjoyed the company and visted some small towns.

Holiday travel

Just before the holidays I had my end of term performances then packed my bags. I know I've finally settled into NY. As I packed I felt the stress of leaving home. I woke up early in the am the next day, got in my car and drove to pick up the craigslisters that would share the ride to chicago with me. Amazingly everyone showed up at the said meeting place in time and we were off to chicago by 7am. The trip flew by without any problems until chicago, where there was ice and snow. But even with the weather obstacle I managed to drop them off at Union Station and make it to my destination...My dear friend Vivian's birthday party. Dispite my exhaustion from the travel it was so nice to see her and join in on the festivities. She had all of her art up and I ended up leaving with a magnificent mask. While I was there I also had a rendevouz with my friend Gynna who I hadn't seen in centuries. I traveled on from there and reached my parents house. In the week I was in Chicago I was blessed with seeing many people although I would have liked to spend more quality time with everyone (including myself). I guess that's just how it is when you're passing through. The week flew by. I then headed down to St. Louis, where I'm writing this from. My sister is pregnant and due to have a baby any moment. I have been crossing my fingers that my new niece will be borm while I'm here. I've also been doing reflexology on my sister and pushing her baby buttons to get things moving. Here's hoping! I've had a chance to see my nephew, Wade who is the little love of my life and have been helping around the house. I'm also hoping to get a chance to visit the art museum here. I'll be posting photos soon.

Anapest

I've been studying poetics in school, especially working with rythms....anapest is short short long. So, of course I had to attempt a poem that incompasses the rhythm.



I can see all the world in a picture that's frozen in time
From the depths to the stars all the changes that would soon be mine
And I know if I choose I can turn my eyes down and be still
For the fear in my heart is the fear of five thousand or more
Still I lift up my head and my heart and my arms to the stars
The creator of all that is mine and of all that is ours
And I know if I choose I can turn my gaze inwards and see
The creator of all that is true is now living in me.