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Sunday, April 4, 2010

The Voices of Women in a Hidden World



THE KITCHEN SISTERS are launching a new NPR multimedia series exploring the hidden world of girls. Stories of coming of age, rituals and rites of passage, secet identities—of women who crossed a line, blazed a trail, changed the tide.

Call the NPR Message Line – 202-408-9576. Tell your stories and ideas. Share your photos, audio, video at NPR.org. The Hidden World of Girls series began on March 22nd.

The stories of girls and women are stories to be heard.

Have a listen.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

The Mellifluous Voice of Gillian Welch

I saw Gillian and Dave play the other night at the Belly Up in Solana Beach, CA. What a show! The crowd was great and the Dylan covers were a nice surprise. I am a big fan of Gillian, and she mentioned a new album. Finally! Here's a song that is sure to be on it:

Friday, January 22, 2010

What Binds Us



"... I stare at twists of ancient links,
And gaze to chains of double helix.
In-between cracks of stone,
I’m lulled away to find filaments anew
or something in the dust bowl of my skull
Searching the imagination for subtle clues.
Encoded upon the spider’s silver armor,
Intricate memories are woven,
And the slow itch builds.
The metallic flow rushing to the surface,

So slowly at first that it is mistaken for a breeze-
a needed fix.
Waiting in the wings for something to flutter by..."

"... The longing marrow slowly tearing,
At what was trapped within bright creation.
Under my skin I feel,
Where coursing warm waters are
Moving along by burning determination.

Heart rate quickening- yearning,
To see your toothy smile.
So what binds us you and I? ..."



From What Binds Us by Nisa West


Saturday, January 16, 2010

Rae Indigo and Her Words

Rae is a talented young writer now emerging on the scene. She has a great style that reminds me of some of the late greats. She is one to watch, listen to and read:
... He had found his talent, one hot summer’s night, when he had spent his last toonie on a pint of cheap beer, and had to borrow another one to catch the bus home. This was his gift, and it dawned on him on the long ride home. In the space in between, while he was looking for a way to hold his body so that the jarring of the bus, shock-less and old, wouldn’t shake his scar the wrong way. The ease with which he had been handed that coin, a shared handshake between two brothers helping each other get through one more week in this hard-knock life. What camaraderie, what mirth, what secretive joy had taken seed in his heart. Oh! The ease!! He was reborn that night, with the quiet enthusiasm that a child gets when they peek at their Christmas presents weeks before the unwrapping. His scar gifted him all the tools he had ever needed.


From The Toonie by Rae Indigo

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Our Lady of Guadalupe Today

On this day in 1531 the Virgin de Guadalupe was sighted by a humble man named Juan Diego at a place called Teypeyacac, in what is present day Mexico City. She asked Juan Diego to go to the Bishop and petition him to build a temple for her at the foot of Tepeyacac. The Bisoip was suspicious of Juan Diego and called for proof. The Virgin told Juan Diego to climb to the top of Tepeyacac, where he found flowers growing completely out of season. He wrapped the flowers in his cape and brought them back down the hill to the Bishop, The Image of the Virgin appeared on the cape. The Bishop was humbled and set out straight away to build the Temple.

On this day millions of pilgrims come from all over the world to Mexico City to visit the Virgin de Guadalupe. Skeptics are quick to point out the unlikely coincidence of the Virgin's appearance on Tepeyac, the very site of an Aztec temple dedicated to Tonatzin (earth goddess, mother of the gods and protector of humanity) which had been devastated by order of Bishop Zumarraga.

When she touches you, she begins to purify everything in your life. You fully become your chipahualiztli, the radiant innocence of your True Being. You lose your perceived need to use power to get what you want. Struggle ends. With her, you go through a true re-birth. The essence of her is so vast, yet she's the core of our being. She's inside, outside and all around us! She is the Great Mother, Earth Mother, Divine Mother, Goddess!

On this special day, all of Mexico, and all Mexican sons and daughters on the other side gather for the celebration of the Virgin. An endless parade of pilgrims from the country’s four points appear at her Basilica with their flowers, songs, chants and prayers. They stream in processions led by indigenous dancers, to every church named for her. Wreaths of flowers adorn the signs of streets, neighborhoods, and towns bearing her name. Religious orders, churches and the millions of men, women, boys and girls named for her are especially joyous, as they share her special day.



The nation releases an immense sign of tenderness and experiences a profound expression of Mexican roots and essence and love for Our Lady, Virgen Maria de Guadalupe.

By the early hours of the morning of December 12th, in every niche and cranny Mexico, the burst of fire crackers is heard and their brilliant lights crown this great fiesta dedicated to the Mother of all Mexicans... Our Lady of Guadalupe.

Please read these books for some interesting insight into her world: The Aztec Virgin by John Mini and Goddess of the Americas by Ana Castillo.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Celebrating Death and Rebirth

I love this time of year. The time when everything slows down and people begin to go inward. As I gear up for my hibernation season, my creative side is begging me to spend more time alone. It is time for me to experience another Death cycle, and so today I celebrate my loved ones who have passed, moved on to other dimensions, etc... by embracing Death. I found an artist that has shown me my Muse in a painting. This is the painting I will look at this fall. Whenever I feel scared about dying, I will look to her.

She reminds me that in order to go through a transformation into Rebirth, one must first go through the transformation into Death. I am looking forward to the experience. I'll let you know how it goes. It will include a Stone Lodge at the end of the month that I'm preparing for already. In the meantime, here she is, in all her glory:



Painting by Julie Zarate

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