Jesus do me this favor people: check out this band they're simultaneously out of NC and NYC. They're called Teruah. In certain alternative realities at certain right times of myth and moon I've known these guys. Realities like Love Myth Tribe or Farm Dirt Dust or Play. I think you might find you know them: there songs or souls, on some level, too.
Seriously, since I moved down here one of the things I've spent time doing is re-getting in to music again. And the new songs by Teruah truly have at least a couple of the finest moments I've come across since then...Check out In a plane o'er the Niger this dig has the totally irrational complexitiy of musical continuation that makes me love and admire outsider musicians so the fuck much!! And the message in Edward Receives a Letter...is so subtle against the folky intro it sears my heart. Get on them, NOW! http://www.myspace.com/teruahmusic
January 9, 2009
January 8, 2009
To Dream
Weekends at Choptank...
Teena's Vietnamese and Thai infused pho with influence of Normandy Chicken!
I am sitting in my big blue bathrobe, front porch of Choptank in the corner near the heater, the only place I get wifi here on my own secret spot on the shore. I'm indulging in leftover ghiradelli peppermint bark from christmas--yummy breakfast just for me and also the only best part of this past commercial holiday season far as I'm concerned. Went back to work Monday after two full weeks off and woah--socking me in the face with a brick would be the closest reality to how that felt. I forgot how damn much energy I give to adult education. My heart and soul. That's it tho--how I do my life. With my whole heart and all my soul.
Teena's Vietnamese and Thai infused pho with influence of Normandy Chicken!
I am sitting in my big blue bathrobe, front porch of Choptank in the corner near the heater, the only place I get wifi here on my own secret spot on the shore. I'm indulging in leftover ghiradelli peppermint bark from christmas--yummy breakfast just for me and also the only best part of this past commercial holiday season far as I'm concerned. Went back to work Monday after two full weeks off and woah--socking me in the face with a brick would be the closest reality to how that felt. I forgot how damn much energy I give to adult education. My heart and soul. That's it tho--how I do my life. With my whole heart and all my soul. Weekends at Choptank so far are usually spent in my pajamas, so it felt good to put my foot down and choose not to go in to the office first thing today and instead take this morning in full lounge mode as I've grown accustomed. Teena cooks a lot when she's here; a lot of good, rich, enduringly satisfying and savory foods. I wear my robe, sit by the river, read, take pictures, write a lot. I cry, I pray. Soak in moments. Feel myself, my life, coming in through me. Through some block that I didn't even know had grown so strong and cold there. Sitting there just underneath who I used to be, who I currently dont know I am, who, in quivering moments, I know I have the potential to become...on the underside of it all there lay the instinct of my life, the force of me so raw at times that the pure alluring surprise of it startles me to tears.
It is incubation time. Time for the earth to draw herself long inwards for time-full and quiet rest. So too we find ourselves doing the same--tho perhaps wide awake at night, passion-felt and full with the waking dreams of what, of who, of how we could be. Take light of this waking felt in the night, this startling sense of suspended animation, of instinct towards joy and flight tempered regularly by dark and futility. So should it be. The whole purpose of a long sleep is that one may dream.....
December 30, 2008
December 29, 2008
yummmmmmmmmmm
god have mercy, i know i haven't posted in a while.
i haven't been right. tho by that i certainly dont mean i've been wrong.
just getting pure, by being in a dirty way. if that makes any kinda sense at all.
my homegrl katie is coming tomrw, hooray. and most of all i know i'm coming back to life for this reason: these jeans and how they made me go oooooooooooooooooooooo
or better, they make me go yuummmmmmmmmmmmmm. which is what my friend paul thought my yoga teacher was chanting once when he came to visit and we hit the wednesday nite free session she holds at the library in chestertown. it made him so happy.
i haven't been right. tho by that i certainly dont mean i've been wrong.
just getting pure, by being in a dirty way. if that makes any kinda sense at all.
my homegrl katie is coming tomrw, hooray. and most of all i know i'm coming back to life for this reason: these jeans and how they made me go oooooooooooooooooooooo
or better, they make me go yuummmmmmmmmmmmmm. which is what my friend paul thought my yoga teacher was chanting once when he came to visit and we hit the wednesday nite free session she holds at the library in chestertown. it made him so happy.
yuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
find them at bonadrag.com
and o yea, happy friggen new year people
katie and kel wolfmother fairyqueens
December 1, 2008
My Great List, cont
Today I am grateful for....
25. Friends who I can talk simple, profound spirituality with. Who believe in joy-following and making others feel good. Like my pal Cindy, who sent me this link
The Interview, which reminded me of
26. The book Conversations with God. Which is a life-changer. Word. This book dropped a complete but simple understanding of basic zen, of basic tao, on me in less than half a page. It took me three tries and the first thirty pages of eye-rolling to finally get in to it. Don't let the word God throw you off...
27. ESL and spanish speakers and speaking spanish. Getting the opportunity to meet different people and learn so much that is not commonly considered "our" culture. Expanding my values.
28. Ridiculously fly boots bought at 5:00am Black Friday morning. If I were really lame I'd write humunuh-humunuh write here.
29. My family, who choose to spend Saturday afternoons sitting around bonfires together.
30. Wise Women Wisdom. Knowing and learning rhythmically, cyclically, when to let go, when enough's enough, when to put me out there, and when to just sit quiet and listen to within.
25. Friends who I can talk simple, profound spirituality with. Who believe in joy-following and making others feel good. Like my pal Cindy, who sent me this link
The Interview, which reminded me of
26. The book Conversations with God. Which is a life-changer. Word. This book dropped a complete but simple understanding of basic zen, of basic tao, on me in less than half a page. It took me three tries and the first thirty pages of eye-rolling to finally get in to it. Don't let the word God throw you off...
27. ESL and spanish speakers and speaking spanish. Getting the opportunity to meet different people and learn so much that is not commonly considered "our" culture. Expanding my values.
28. Ridiculously fly boots bought at 5:00am Black Friday morning. If I were really lame I'd write humunuh-humunuh write here.
29. My family, who choose to spend Saturday afternoons sitting around bonfires together.
30. Wise Women Wisdom. Knowing and learning rhythmically, cyclically, when to let go, when enough's enough, when to put me out there, and when to just sit quiet and listen to within.
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