I never met a plant I didn't like. Ecological restoration, native plants. Anything creative, expressive, w/character. Art, music, dance, design. American Indian culture- facinating really.......i read where a certain tribe would do a ceremony each year to symbolize their connection to the earth. They would pick a cottonwood tree strip it, tie long ropes to the top & upright it in the center of a large circle. The men would then impale stakes into their chests (vertically, under the skin) and tie the end of the stake to the end of the ropes, then aparently danced around the tree..........talk about sacrifice & a super symbol of faith! Admirable!
Old souls & anyone who is short on judgement & long on heart. people who can make me laugh or stretch my mind. people w/morals, something to stand for & true to heart. i get tired of the masks of cool that are so afraid to let out some emotion, originality or inkling of truth...as they might be judged. Oh and the heros I've never met, Mark Twain (I like his down to earth points of view), Joseph Campbell Bob Marley (the integrity he had!)& Jack Nicholson (we have the same b-day). All dead, except one. Well, maybe in the after life.**********************many thanks to Sa'rah for her inspiration & letting me repost this! I just love it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dream for the adventure of being alive. It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon... I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain mine or your own without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful be realistic remember the limitations of being human. It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy. I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure yours and mine and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes.†It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children. It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back. It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.-The Invitation; by Oriah Mountain Dreamer
God that is never ending but my staples are; Fiona Apple, Red Hots, AIC, Soundgarden, Toadies, Rage Against the Machine, Helmet, QOTSA, Mother Love Bone & Pantera CFH to name a few. There is a lot of quality music & extremely talented people out there. Would like to mention Orange 9mm, a brief, but good band that more people should have heard.*******Latest fav: Rocco DeLuca & the Burden, GD this is a good CD! LOVE IT!**********I had floor seats w/great friends to see Pearl Jam in the 90's (my drunken roomate lost her ticket in the portajon & we all pitched in for a ticket from a scalper, GT!), I saw Helmet on a musically delicious day at a small outdoor venue w/Primus, I've seen Soundgarden twice, I had great seats for QUOTSA at the Ridglea (highly recommend it), I've seen Toadies multiple times, I saw Pantera back when they were throwing warehouse parties in Austin, I saw Seedfreak, Happy Trader, SSB from conception (many thanks to all who supported them, friends & Frolic friends). Good times, who knows what is next. Life has been good to me so far..... hopefully I'll see Fiona someday and/or Red Hots.I like Alternative, Rock, Blues, Jazz (Coltrane is my fav) & Classical Acoustic Guitar. I grew up w/Aretha & Gladys.FAVORITE SONGS THAT MAKE ME TINGLE: Jesus Christ Pose, Wooden Jesus, God Am…that says something doesn’t it, me and my never ending quest for spiritual growth.FAVORITE GUIITAR SOLOS: Suck My Kiss, anything that Ron Haney lays down…the world should know Ron Haney, wait a minute, Ron does know everyone ( ; Last, but certainly not least, Rocco DeLuca with his heartfelt, soulful, note bending.
i can watch a movie i like over & over same w/good books; Fav of all time: Gone w/the Wind, Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon (every scene in this movie is GORGEOUS) and both stories are fantastic, they hit home for me. Strong minded women, misconceptions, betrayl.....story of my life.
I like comedies or light hearted, feel good stuff. My waters tend to run deep, so this helps me lighten up.
Fav of all time, Siddhartha. Latest read, People of the River & the like.Sadly, I usually read for information anymore. But my goals are to catch up on my classic literature. Me with more info on life- I might scare myself (;
Maya Angelou, Susan Sarrandon, Molly Hollar, Todd Franks & Joseph Campbell. my oldest dog border collie mix, Coltrane (he's 11) he comforts me when i'm sad & protects me when i need him! Poem by the master; I'm not black, but I understand;Still I Rise...........You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise.Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room.Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise.Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops. Weakened by my soulful cries.Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard 'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin' in my own back yard.You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise.Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs?Out of the huts of history's shame I rise Up from a past that's rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise.Maya Angelou..................................................... ............................................................ . IF.....IF you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream - and not make dreams your master; If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, ' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch, if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son! (or a woman, whichever applies)Kipling gold/orange/moderate green layout; tables are set at 80% opacity to give a clear view of the golden flower in the background