суббота, 26 сентября 2009 г.

R&B and Hip-Hop

I was trying (it might seem that I try a lot, that's true!) to feel more grounded (read: to find comfort from different offence) by listening to some rap. Presumably it activates the first chakra. It didn't help. I thought: why, there are several men that I know who find it helpful! Than I just started choosing something more convenient to the situation and found that Feist's songs are just what I needed.

Than I remembered that women usually ground themselves from the second chakra. Rhythm, but emotions as well. That's probably why girls prefer R&B-ish songs to pure rap.

Light comes in more shades, then colors. Think about the times you tried to match white to white or black to black, in clothing or in paint. There are thousands of shades of white and there are thousands of depths of black.
On this planet of duality, you are given the task of dissecting the light and dark and gray matter of your life. This year has issued a truckload of white lies outlining a gray sometimes dark area. many speak loudly with forked tongues whether that is their intent or not. They ride the rails and do not commit verbally to any given ideology. Humanity tends to stay close to the borders of light and dark, straddling the razor-blade fence of that particular creation. Humanity is now asked to do the cosmic wash and swim through all the dingy whites and dive deep into all the darks, the grays, and the blacks without coming up any whiter or any darker then one originally entered. You are to do not the wash not become the washing factor. In other words, you are to come fully into your experience of life not judging the many shades of white/ light, nor judging the many shades of gray or shadow.


Well that clarifies things a bit. Thanks. Still trying to merge with my darkest side.

понедельник, 21 сентября 2009 г.

Learning to love my failures

Feeling a vast amount of GUILT. Just how much guilt can I feel? More? more? More? Olympic record of guilt?

I came across this - this is how I feel. Sorta. This is genius, btw.