notes and photographs

ok. so i have a mac. and a tv. and a digital camera. and i have a myspace and facebook account that i check every day...i even have a friendster account (i know...i really dont check it, but it exists). i have an iphone that my gmail account sends its emails to every 5 seconds. and i love it. i actually love anything with an i in front of it. its automatically kind of amazing. i want a job real bad... so i can buy a wii. with guitar hero. and a fancy camera so i can walk around the city and take really amazing photos. does that make me a bad person?! eeeeeeee. i hope not. i love you. all this material talk is solely for the purpose and message of this blog. im a good person. i love trees and little dogs.

i was at a party tonight with polaroid cameras all over the place for everyones individual use. i took about six pictures. as they popped out of the weirdest looking thing...i kept noticing a common theme. they look so real!!!!!! like. i feel like i can see or feel the moment in the pics. they are definitely different then anything digital. anything new age. anything today. it made me so happy! i want a polaroid camera now. seriously. its the craziest thing. have we become crazy with all the technology. i mean, yes, we have. its gone above and beyond. and its amazing. but at the same time we are all growing with it. its a part of life now. just as the first camera was. and radio. and tv. and lightbulb, i guess. but its gotten pretty deep. we take pictures now to have a new facebook pic. or whatever. right?! and thats not bad...i mean everyone needs a new facebook pic. i just changed my myspace one. and we are all documenting and sharing...but tonight it was really about capturing the moment. i know my best friend is leaving the country for 7 months and it all became about having this minute remembered for whenever. for me. but this whole digital thought was a crazy modern day realization slash reality realization slash...i dont even know. bedtime. aka trader joes apple slices. then bedtime.

oh my technology.

geez the wheez!

OKAY. i get it. its actually geez lousie according to urbandictionary.com. and other people. but thats how i say it. so sue me. dont be mad. also, i bought chocolate covered peanut butter filled pretzals at trader joes today. so dont be mad again. ok lets get serious. haha. i promise i can be serious sometimes. sometimes. its exciting to know you have been working towards thinking a certain way- and its effecting your actions and getting you to a place where you know its making a difference. i want to worry right now. i dont know what to say or if i am supposed to say anything. until i recognize worrying is only going to hurt myself. i can pretend i know better, or pretend i have some situation "figured out" (what a joke) or whatever. but in reality. not much belongs to me. except this moment. and maybe a little more. wait. i dont know. i think im making shit up. but DEF this moment is ours. and what a gift it is. it belongs to us. and it doesnt make us decide whats next. only asks that we believe in it now. and live in it now. but of course with its beauty comes the temptation to look far beyond it. to look to a place where we think we know better. but thats all the stuff we make up in our head. its the stuff that drives us crazy. SO CRAZY. right?! omg you guys. and im trying hard not to drive myself crazy. and take it all as it comes. and not believe in harsh false truths because they are exactly what they advertise themselves to be.

in the end we are all just people.
just beings.
who are trying to figure all this out.
and live. and love.
we have all hurt. we have all wished. and believed in things.
and wanted.
and we have all tried to figure it all out.
and we have all failed.
only to learn how we can pick ourselves back up.
and love harder.
and fail harder.
and be ok with that.

i cant wish anything but good upon you all. whoever you are. whatever you have done. whatever you may take. whatever you may want. whatever you may be. how can we control so much. isnt it pretty amazing to be in control of ourselves but be absolutely uncontrollable at the same time?? its so human. and truthful. one day i wont have to feel apologetic for some of my feelings. they are all justified because they are true. and here. and now. and i always want the best for people. i mean well. so im not sure why i feel like some of my feelings are wrong. but i see a change. i see myself understanding that they are what they are. and i shouldnt have to apologize for that. and i think everyone around me knows that. so its just a battle with myself. again. we kill ourselves! its hilarious! and amazing! and crazy. geez the wheez. dont be mad.

little jim cricket

sometimes something just feels right. something in us just lets us know. they dont give specifics, which is kind of fun. but they are also so smart. but the truth is, they don't know too much more than we do. i believe my instincts to be geniuses because they let me know. but they really just give me the first burst of knowing....cause thats all they can do. help us sense something is right, or wrong, or feels a certain way, or hint us towards an idea. but after that- through our feelings, decisions and the universe, it plays out and unfolds. and later we get to look back and be like ohhhh thats why this felt right. i mean, whether we follow our instincts or not...almost ALWAYS dont we look back and either in our head, or heart or out loud, we scream I KNEW IT!!! the tricky part is sometimes something feels so right, or simple, or too good to be true. so we go against it only to once again repeat ourselves....i knew it. when it seems too good or right, its so much safer to make up reasons why you are seeing it in a strewed light, why you are wrong, why it couldnt be, or shouldnt be. and even harder than that, its impossible not to close your eyes and imagine the future of the situation. its impossible for you to know how it will all play out- but by making up false ideas of how it will or will not go, it helps you decide what the right decision is now. and the whole thing is RIDICULOUS. but we love ourselves deep down. we have experienced. we have known and not known. and we secretly want to protect ourselves. how to let go of the defenses? the stories we write in our head that dont exist? i mean...im not saying we should stop looking both ways before we cross the street. silly. but maybe live for what we have- for this day- for this millisecond- cause the next one doesnt belong to us. and throughout our ENTIRE life....it never will. ever. but its all such a scary thing to trust. secretly, we've only worried about tomorrow since we can remember. so how do you make the change? im asking. seriously. haha. no seriously. wait. we are real serious. haha. no. i dont know. i get moments of not worrying. and maybe that will progress into hours of not worrying. and on and up from there. i replay my past in my head so often as to remember how things all fell into place. and kind of built the path i have been walking on to...who knows where. i worried about everything that turned out ok. i didnt realize most of how or why or when or who until it happened. or until it was gone. or until i was drinking a soy chai on the way to the subway and had a revelation. or when i was reading but really just looking at words on a page as i was recalling other things in my head and understood some event. from years ago. or from that morning. or whatever. its all up and its all down...but it goes down so it can go back up. i dont know a lot of things. but i recognize how fortunate i am, and how thankful and grateful i am. and that i think, question, love, do, be, laugh. a lot. cry, scream, write long blogs about the same thing, eat lots of cereal, wonder, dream and i recognize i cant control, but i can breathe deeply, love deeply, dream deeply and not worry about a thing. maybe one. wait. no. not the point. not worry. about. a. thing.

let the sun shine.

everythings gonna be ok. it has to be ok. so it will. and even though i have no idea how and in what way thats going to happen, i trust its gonna get there. im so fortunate. and i will get through it all. i am stronger than i know. i love harder than i know. but i secretly wanna giggle it all off. you know. dont be mad. im letting it all go to let it all in. here it goes.........

d express

one can get a lot done during the columbus circle express stretch to the 125th street stop. and i was going to 145 (even better). if you close your eyes you get this really fun feeling of moving really fast knowing you're not going to get the sudden sway to one side anytime soon as you express pass. headphones in, eyes closed, backpack held tight, mind on- i couldn't help but remember some already read chapters of my life thus far. woah i'm so grateful for it all. i thought back to a time where there didn't seem to be any escape. where love had come and gone and had convinced me on her way out that she would never appear again. or maybe she tried to convince me otherwise and i only heard what i wanted. and i questioned everything. and that what i was feeling or thinking would never go away- that is just how it was and how it was going to be. or fast forward to a time where i was really being on my own. for the first time really. where i grew so much. where i learned so much. where i was surrounded by a whole new family of friends. and i couldn't get over the fact that i hadn't known them before. except for one of them- and he made me feel just enough home and familiarity that made everything ok as i started that journey. or rewind way back before love left to when she was there. and even before that. woah. quite a few chapters there. just joy. meeting best friends. learning how much was available to you in the world. open hearts, open minds, hard working, discovering, rolling down grassy hills, a pub with a history since the 60's, picking yourself up, letting yourself fall and getting through it all. rewind way back. to a time only me can understand in this life now. it reminds me how strong and lucky i am. these chapters are only part of the book- but i kept having the same thought on the d express. never ever ever in all these times could i or would i have imagined myself being where i am at this minute. location-wise, working hard-wise, enjoying life-wise, not taking anything for granted-wise....being surrounded by some of the most amazing and beautiful human beings i could have ever imagined. where did they come from?! i am inspired everyday. i am laughing harder than i can remember. i am here. and i am happy. and the more i close my eyes and let it all go- the more i am allowed to invite it all in....and it actually feels like it all wants to. and i welcome it all with open arms and gratitude. and am thankful for whoever keeps reminding me to let it all go to let it all in- and honestly making me do it. i can feel it happening. i dont know. i think i just want to hug the world.

this is it

"its just a little voice. and if you're listening~ sometimes a little voice can say the biggest things."

dear life, i love you. love allison. i mean we are here. we are there. we are lost and found, just to find ourselves lost again. we learn lost to be a negative thing. but i think its another opportunity to find ourselves. or a part of us. or just an excuse to search. stuff is good, stuff is not so good... or we perceive everything to be certain way depending on what feels comfortable for us to feel at any given moment. or we are trying it all on to see if it fits. or we dont know what we are doing so we just play it out. live it out. think or feel it out. we are only human. and as incredibly powerful as that is, its also just so human. what a beautiful thing it is to figure things out. its even more beautiful to just try. cause eventually, as it turns out, who knows if we ever figure things out. maybe things work the way they are supposed to and when they turn out ok we believe this to be so because we believe them to have worked out how we thought they should. but maybe they just did what they were supposed to. and when it feels right, or feels good, we are sure this was what SHOULD have happened. this is what was going to happen. we are strong and powerful beings. and i dont always know what i am doing. ha. i know who i am because of this feeling i get. i get instincts. i listen to them. i believe in them. i have hopes. i have many fears. i try to overcome, i try to challenge, i try to give in, i try to think i know better. and then i laugh because i know i dont. i enjoy myself. i get down on myself. i talk to myself. i pick myself back up. i remind myself how many thoughts, feelings, opportunities, performances, loves, talks, situations, lost moments, truths and falses there will be. and i remind myself to laugh at it all. to enjoy it all. to question it all. but only in all positive lights. because only we can allow ourself to an unpleasant place. keep it up. be up. because why not?! you are truly brilliant. you are truly lovely. you are truly inspiring, amazing and precious if you allow yourself to be. you are more wonderful than you give yourself credit for. so give yourself more credit than you feel you deserve. because i guarentee you will discover you are amazing. and brilliant. and the DEAL. go out there and get what you want. or what you think you want. fight for what you believe in. i believe in you.

"when you gonna love you as much as i do"

mother.

there is this woman i know. i have lived with her, grown with her... i have even lived inside of her. i am who i am today because of her. she has shown the most love i have seen capable of and she has proven herself the strongest being alive and she carries a wisdom i only dream of achieving. she is never caught un-caring. i think about her just about every other second of every day. she has taught me more than a lifetime of experience could~ and i have only lived a quarter of my life. sometimes i cry in the night, or the middle of the day, or even when i wake up because of the gratefulness i feel having known this woman. she is more important, more loving, more extraordinary and more special then she would ever give herself credit for. if i were in rhode island and she was driving across the country and was already to arizona she would turn around just to give me another kiss. or to drop off the book report i forgot at home. and that's not an exaggeration. she is the most brilliant women i know. i want to write her into all of the history books. i can't imagine a life without her and my only wish in this world is that i can carry on the love...the greatest love i could ever know, which is hers, on and in to this world as i grow. no one should experience a life without her. and i have so far been given a lifetime. i consider myself the luckiest human being alive. i love you more than you could ever try to understand. and if you ever did understand... its more than that. nothing i say or do could ever express my thankfulness. you are my favorite woman that has ever existed. you are brilliant. you are strong. you are hilarious. you are love. you are so special. you are beautiful. you are my mom. and i love you more than anything in this universe.

the good and the bad

i am completely blown away to discover how similar the actions are that happen with amazing news and with devastating news. but the feeling is totally the same and totally different at the same time.

so say im in the gap and my agent calls and tells me i got some amazing contract. we talk and talk and hang up the phone. i can barely contain myself and cant call mom and dad quickly enough. and as the phone rings i scream inside myself "please be there please be there please pick up ahhhhh pick up the phone!!!!!" and when dad isnt there i call mom's cell. and when mom isnt there i call dad's cell. my minds about to explode. and when they answer i cant tell them the news quick enough.

lets say i hear news of a death (god forbid). totally unexpected. i read it. and dont believe it. but when i call the person to see if they are alive it goes straight to voicemail. i can barely contain myself and cant call mom and dad quickly enough. and as the phone rings i scream inside myself "please be there please be there please pick up ahhhhh pick up the phone!!!!!" and when dad isnt there i call mom's cell. and when mom isnt there i call dad's cell. my minds about to explode. and when they answer i cant tell them the news quick enough.

one is pure joy and excitement. one is pure disbelief and complete sorrow. yet they both move me to make the same action. is that weird? maybe its unexpectedness of both that cause that. huh.

either way. shes alive. im alive. so alive. maybe even more alive than yesterday morning. and i guess thats the only way to live this life we've been given. i mean theres not even really time for guessing. just living.

pullin pullin pullin an all nighter.

its 3:33 and we are up. not sure why. but why not, i guess? i have a few things on my mind.

a. time: time creeps up on me every second. i loose her and when i finally find her again she has run so fast i feel like i am in a new life. a new chapter of life. a new section or scene. and i get confused and question how i got here. how did it happen. and there sometimes is an answer or explanation. but mostly its just me pausing for a few moments and recalling how the past whatever has slipped by. and in some odd, frustrating, okay way...i completely see how i got here. i just want an explanation. or i want to relive it because i dont remember actually living it. but it was what it was. and it was. and here i am. learn from forgetting and pay more attention. starting now. thats all i can do.

b. love. hahahahahahahahaha. thats what i have to say about that. it plays games with me and teases me and confuses me and fascinates me and lures me to figure out more. and every time i think i learned something new about her, she taps me on the shoulder and says "im over here!" and i turn around to nothing. only to hear her voice in the distance singing to me, "come find me, i am HERE!" she is like the fucking cat from alice in wonderland....she smiles, she frowns, she disappears, she re-appears in a different outfit. and everytime she is a challenge and a mystery. i dont know what to make of her. i want to figure her out and never feel like i can. i did once. and i hope i do again. make yourself known. i cant ask you to. you must show me. i dont know what else to say.

c. music~ there is nothing quite like this one. i am inspired and moved and changed every minute. the music...the words... the stories. they all sing to me and tell me to be a better person. they tell me stories of hope and courage and love and strength. they challenge me to be different in all good ways. what has been created blows me completely away. i am speechless. people are RIDICULOUS. i dont understand, when i hear what i do, how it could have come about. i only hope and dream i can create something just as inspiring for other beings. i have been passed down a creative love for the universe. i jump up and down waiting for the time i can feel i have really passed it on. this love from my family and my friends and from him. the one i talk to every night. he is real. love is real. we have so much to give each other. try throwing it on someone and wait for the reaction. i bet it will be grand. like the music that changes me second to second.

d. words. they make things so unsafe. gotta pee. to dream, to think, to ponder to wonder....it is all a safe haven if you allow it to be. but once put to words, to text, to SPEECH-- it becomes "something put out there" and therefore is no longer in your safe haven of thoughts and wishes and dreams. yet how do we make dreams a reality. we must cross the bridge from safe to vulnerable. wait just a hot second. that is HUGE bridge. and a completely un-sturdy one. but its the only way between the two. how does that work. i guess you can always take un-worded actions... and that is just wonderful. but for the most part- our speech- our communication- is what we need in order to have others understand and in order for something to become real. you can re-think and take back dreams or thoughts. once the text is out and understood by others...it no longer is a personal thing. and of course you can try it all out and just not care what people think. that is usually what happens to me when i non-verbally- but silently scream to the world when i get dressed and venture out into the world in the morning.... haha. my outfits. they are so fun. they are non-apologetic. maybe i should learn to live like i dress. if only it were that east. words. they make things unsafe. but they are also beautiful. and allow us communication, which is a whole other beast. it is incredible. one day i wont be scared by words. i know the day will come. it has come. and they are on vacation. im excited for the day they return. words.

e. people. i think this needs to be its own entire story. family is unbelievable. friends are constantly growing. but there are those who will always know you. and then there is the group of lovers. have been lovers. will be lovers. lovers that arnt yours. lovers you crush on. lovers you say im sorry to, and im glad we are friends. there are the current crushes that you want to run up to and just ask how they feel. do you like boys. do you like girls. do you like people. who are you? people are confusing and beautiful and different and amazingly inspiring and threatening and SCARY AS HELL....and wonderful and intriguing. people are people. all want something. some get it. some dont. i often cry for those who dont. i want to give it to them. I JUST WANT PEOPLE TO HAVE SOMETHING TO BE HAPPY ABOUT. we are all alive. we are all fighting. and struggling. and working so hard. and praying. and hoping. and wishing. and believing. and giving up. and trying again. and changing oaths. and making choices. and thinking we know whats best.

i wish everyone finds something soon to be happy about. i wish everyone search for something. i wish everyone finds something- whether it is what they were looking for or not. i wish EVERYONE love. any kind of love. i hope for love. i hope to give love. what is a world without love. we are blessed, fortunate, lucky, grateful. never forget that. be grateful everyday. it is INCREDIBLE...what we have.

smile to a stranger today. please.
do something unexpected today. please.
surprise yourself today. promise.
let someone help you today. please.
be brave today. please.
give love today. an extra amount. please.

thank you. and, at 4:20 am. i bid you sweet dreams and peace. tonight and always.

decisions.

they are what they are i guess. there is no point in trying to fight with them, they will always win and loose at the same time. but so will you. re-think big decisions from the past and you will come up with a list of things, people, experiences you gained by not going one way and not the other. and if you would have gone the other way you would have a different list. but maybe the big things in life happen no matter what decision you make. what can you do but be as smart as you can about which way to go, gain and experience what your path has to offer and keep the faith. so. im going to be sad at what could have been for a hot second...then stay here. and keep the faith, always.

resolutions.

what if i was enough. what if this was all there is. and its incredible. what if i was always on the right path whether i knew it or not. what if i trusted myself enough to do anything i wanted. what if i was enough. what if i was to get really serious, work harder than i know how, love harder than that....and in the end still be able to laugh it off. honestly. what if i stopped saying dude all the time. nah. what if i was to tell myself that NOW is the time to do anything and everything i need to do before i fall asleep in order to wake up exactly (or close to) where i want to be. what if i was so lucky. and blessed. and fortunate. and oh so grateful. what if i convince myself i AM enough. and i always will be. cause under all the stuff i learned to do wrong, i am still there, dripping in goo, telling my heart the right thing to do. what if i rhymed. what if i was to remind myself every day of the good stuff i got. right here. right now. what if i was enough. what if i was incredibly patient (whew), but working really hard in the meantime. what if i made a promise to the girl in goo to do whatever it is she needs to do to get through. what if i rhymed twice. three times. what if i actually (gasp) didn't know better. what if the time was now. what if its on its way. surprises and i have a love hate relationship. what if i embrace the love part. what if i was enough. thats it. i am enough. its time to be great in two oh oh eight. (four times).

thankful grateful love.

oh my goodness. how is this happening? how am i being here right now. i am in my own movie that i have seen over a million times. i am here. i am happy. i am full of love and can't wait to give most of it away. i am so fortunate that all i can think to do is cry and cry and then laugh from crying. you are such a small speck in this infinate universe yet you want to change everyone for good. i cant help but contribute just about all of it to this unbelievable love from the family. and the friends who have become the family. and the people...the person that will become part of the family. for where i've been. for where i am. for what i will be, try to be, fail at being. for who i love. for who i will love. for situations. for emotionally giving. for sadness. for people. for animals. for weenie dogs. for the sky and the clouds that constantly shift and say. for all that has inspired me. for inspiration in its most undefinable way. for the west village. for love. for love. for love. for trying to understand. for trying to be. for being. for asking you to join me. here we are. we grew up and living the lives we want to live. well we should be....when else will it be but now. just BE. just GO. just DO and LOVE it all because we dont know where we are going. and if there are things and people and who or whatever that you love now why not fight for them. and fight hard because who knows. anything. i know that at this moment i cant even begin to express how grateful i am for what life has been so far. its been amazing. i am so excited for this. i want to know more. but know i cant know more now. and i love being okay with that. and also not being ok with that at all. what can you do. i wish every one of the billion trillion beings and souls there are that exist...i wish SOMETHING wonderful to them. everyone is deserving of this. i just wish it upon everyone so much. whoever wished this before me should know its reached me. and im working through it and loving it and hating it. through all the shit and all the love and amazingness i have been so fortunate and wish i could begin to express how thankful and lucky and loved and grateful i have felt.

and through the woods....

sometimes we need to run away. its often not looked upon as facing reality which makes it not ok. but i really believe that we need to sometimes run away in order to become completely lost only to search out our reality. you have to leave to come back home. or wherever you want to be. and sometimes you dont know where you want to be. only a better reason to become lost. i guess what is important is to not run away for too long. because once you are lost too long- it can become a much harder task to try and be found. so maybe you dont want to be found? well- where are you then. where do you exist? there is too much of this beautiful world to want to hide from it forever. so just hide for a little while. and know you will be ok. if things arnt ok... then its not the end. and when you want it to be the end and it isnt- well then its just not the end of your journey yet. only the most difficult. so imagine you are living through the hardest time- and you are living. it only has to get better. so live. and live. and love, always.

the way.

this is my space. not myspace like the billion dollar organization that frankly i love to play in. but MY space. my place. my den. my living room. my bed. my place. i can dance here. i can sing here. i can say EFF YOU here. :) i can cry here and laugh and fall over and skip and jump as high as i want and i am still safe. my words come from my heart-most of the time-and i put them out in the universe with hopes of making myself and other people...not better...of course that would be splendid (ha, what a funny, fancy word) but different. or just something.

i have been getting engrossed in the past...so far into the past that it moves me to tears and i bring myself back. why do we cry when we are SO hurt...and when we are SO loved....and when we are SO frustrated...and when we are SO sad...and when we are SO happy. what do our tears mean? are we so overcome with emotion that it must liquify itself and come to the surface because there is no more room for it? tears have always been a proven symbol of sadness. but what about when you cry uncontrollably for gratefulness? what then? why isnt that so common? count your blessings...until you have no more to count, and try to not cry. i'm telling you it's rough. good luck to you. BUT i dont mean this like you are a bad person if you dont cry....i speak...well type... from what i know, or try to understand about myself. i cant hold the tears back. and thats not to say that if someone is JUST as amazingly grateful or MORE than i am, but doesnt cry they arnt grateful. comon. duh. but i wasnt clear. you are beautiful.

wow. green tea parties. not knowing so much. obscure musicals. exploring. loving. taking risks. believing in the ghosts in the tunnels under the school from the 60s. singing in the common room. wanting too badly to be liked and accepted in the department. being frustrated at not knowing as much as other people. wanting to be so smart. wanting respect. being the cute one. challenges. workshops. champagne. growing. failing. loving. not knowing ANY better. and so much more.

i want to be on broadway. as cliche and funny and STUPID as it sounds. thats what i want. i am willing to fight as HARD and LONG as may be. but please, universe....make it as soon as you possibly can. give me strength, talent, love, patience, skill, work ethics and anything else you think i may need. i am willing to take it ALL on. and go further than you have ever seen. just let me be. love. love. so much love. all i need is love. all i want is love. all i want to give and show and tell the story of is... love. please.

season three

"no i will never be a saint...but i will always say- squint your eyes and look closer"

almost everyday it seems i've forgotten
how much time has actually passed by.
the seasons keep me updated. as i
walked home tonight i thought to myself,
"its freezing!"
and as the words created themselves
in my head, more words also overlapped
while creating themselves at the same time,
"wasn't it just summer?"

can i really be entering my third season living in this new city i can foresee being my home (as the word keeps redefining itself) for a fair and good amount of time. i've seen three of my most favorite and inspiring artists since i've been here. i've lived in three places since i moved here. i even did a three day concert. weird. why. i've been examining my past, laughing at the now and hoping for the future. and its all good. i'm also currently making a leap in my understanding of happiness- or what does, will, and can make me quote on quote happy. lots of things do. i KNOW what i want right now. its at my fingertips. but what i know that i want takes up only one space of my being AND there is so much out there. so much, that as i write this, the universe must be laughing at me as it thinks i think i know better. i get it. i dont. so sue me. hurry.

but within my reach and not within my reach there is so much i will experience and i have no idea about it yet. i imagine what it will be but there is NO WAY for me or anyone to know. i dont know better. none of us do. so as i sit here and eat these stupid christmas m and m's (which was a terrible idea to purchase) and dream about this thing i want...i also am learning that THAT alone doesn't give all the happiness in the world, or won't. i still want it and am doing EVERYTHING in my will, in my power (and i can use my power), in my heart, in everything i know how to do and use and love and be....im going for it. and i will fight to end. no. matter. what. and if you try to stop me i'll kick you in the face. ha. no i wont really. but don't try. please.

but heres the lesson. there are all these other things i can explore and do instead of just waiting around for the above. i can dive into so much more and out of the blue have that thing jump out in front and do a little tap number for me as it exclaims it is here! and life will not have had stopped in the meantime. it will not then be allowed to begin again. it will have been going in all kinds of directions, doing new things as it continues the dreaming....but instead of being asleep, she will be waving at the sights along the way, singing, laughing, working, growing, knowing, and picking herself up just about every five minutes because she knows how clumsy she is. and she knows she gets herself in trouble. and thats ok. as long as doesnt drift too far away. she can always come back to that redefining home. and she is more grateful than she could ever say for that.

now.

we have to be proactive. you have to prove we are funnier than johnny. who's johnny? johnny a, johnny b, johnny c...yeah i know. what if we were watching ourselves right now, what would we think? we are always just another reality show, realizing itself just as fast as the other twenty two billion. we exist without most writing, except for the kind we can't help but hide under. and we want there to be prizes and fame at the end and so we miss what we can so easily catch (dream, wish, learn, love, be) along the way. all of a sudden we grow into our mid twenties and we can't seem to understand how we got here. do we choose to ignore some of our most uphill adventures, just to say now....this is just how i am, this is just who i am. but how did we stumble into this time. i recall to the past less and less now yet all i want to know is how i came to be here. in a constant disconnect she finds beauty and glory and love...but she isn't sure if this love will end up the way she's sure it should. she can't help but dream that she knows the good ending and the bad ending. we think we know whats right...and we do...but just not as often as we imagine. who are we fooling. love. love. love.

go go go now.

"i walked into your dream and now i've forgotten how to dream my own dream. black chariot for the redhead."


she arrives back at the check point. it seems like its been forever since they last spoke. even so, they still seem to remember their language. but something is different now. maybe that's always how it always is, but they can never be too sure. sometimes it seems like a forgotten memory and they only seem to recognize certain feelings and clues about where they stand at this visit. "i've been here before" she sings out. but once again she has no answers to the questions.

but she is so interested by the questions that she searches for answers and even thinks about trying to get away with pretend answers for her story just to come to some conclusion. but this time is different because she doesn't want the pretend story at this moment... she's searching for the real thing which seems to be locked up somewhere. and she can almost find it all the time- but questions its' truth. she thinks too much, and dreams more than that and with so many freeways and off-roads of thoughts, it becomes more difficult to sift out realities. (and it doesn't help that she believes in so many things). she wants so many things to be true but knows she has no control over most of them. she's waiting for something to jump out of all the false truths and surprise her by announcing itself real.

until then, she's still ok dreaming...


"maybe you'll leave the light on just in case i like the dancing. i can't remember where i go mother..."

and so it is....

feb. 07

"im gonna quit my job and move to new york. cause somebody told me thats where dreamers should go. im gonna quit my job and move to new york and tattoo my body with every broadway show"

i definitly saw the person who wrote that walk out of the theatre i was in on my 4th and last night in nyc.....


what is~ is. what will be~ will be. what was~ was.

so theres no reason to worry, or overthink or be lost or overwhelmed. but that mentality is also a journey. it doesnt just happen, at least for me it doesnt. its something i have worked and worked on. but i am proud to know in my heart it has gotten easier for me- probably because of experience, and definitly because of the amazing people that surround themselves around me day to day. and even those who cant surround themselves, find some way to do something equally as beautiful. but ya know, i talk a lot of the world, the universe, and what its all about. i learn more about it the more i experience what it can do and therefore it can always surprise me- and it does. the only thing i am sure of is this moment.

god~ there is so much i want to grasp in this beautiful world. and things that fall on such different levels. and i never know if i will grasp it all in the little time i have here... but moment to moment.....second to SECOND.... things are changing. and i am always changing too~ and STILL i dont think i can keep up. but im giving it my best shot. and im liking the challenge it gives me everyday. but sometimes its a lot-~ and i want to challenge it back. but the funny part is i cant. some things just ARE. well everything just is. but no matter how hard i challenge the world on some things~ it reminds me that i have no control. and i think it laughs at me a little, and thats ok. it knows better than i do. but sometimes i dont want to believe it. but the defenses have gone down in the past year or so.... maybe it is because i get it now.... i get that im not in charge, and that i dont know who is, but whoever it is, knows exactly what they are doing. and that everything will eventually just be ok.

and i call myself lucky. and i know this to be true. i am so passionate about things that i feel are right. and even when one of those things dont work out, or are just....funny (default emotion) it doesnt bring the other things down with it. i feel like there is something that resides inside of me or in my heart....or that someone that is running this show... knows. they put up a blocker that doesnt allow anything to effect other situations at hand that i am passionate about. i am still able to live fully and fight harder than ever for the other things i want in life...or for a place i want to be in in my life. and with all that seems to be actually happening right now, i am overwhelmed by life and what it~ is. and what it could be. or i guess what it WILL be, because whatever it will be~ will be. (oh my reccurring theme) but when you are in a position where you must make choices about the future, its....scary and.... funny (default 2). something will....be in 3 or 4 months....and i dont know what that is. but i am forced to make decisions in the NOW based upon what it COULD be.... which is just....AHHHHHH............ funny. (funny for real this time, no default emotion here)

so what was~ was. but that carried over into the now, and i am kinda being pulled in different directions about it. people come from different points of view right? and people see the world differently right? and to be an outsider looking in on another situation has a dis advantage right? but so does being IN a situation that doesnt really have a conclusion, or an answer~~ not that i believe everything SHOULD have an answer because i absolutely dont.... but when you are still trying to figure out a situation (oh jeez.... not that everything should be "figured out") but.... when you are living inside of a situation, listening to it, questioning it, feeding it, breathing it, understanding it... its hard to get outside opinions....ESPECIALLY when they are out of absolute PURE love. because you want to believe you know whats best, but when you are just the littlest in love with a situation, its sometimes hard to see what could be a reality, or what already is a reality, but you cant be made aware of it yet~ wow. and i hope i am right about what i see and my awareness of it.... but there is always a good chance i am wrong. but no one likes to see other people get hurt. i absolutely hate it....and hate is an extremely strong word... and so that statement reads loud to me.

im trying to give my head over to my heart~ but its stubborn sometimes. it wants to believe what it believes. and maybe that is the same as me and the universe....it just is what it is....and i want it to be what i want it to be~ which isnt what it IS. and i kinda have to laugh at how casual the word "is"... is... but how much power it actually posseses. and id like to believe no matter how casual and small i am in this amazing, enormaus and ever-changing universe.... i am powerful too. i am full of love thanks to my friends and family, and at times....strangers....who teach me this love and a love stronger that that... and i always want to use ANY power i feel i have for nothing but goodness, and give that goodness back to the universe... and i cant help but be confused by the people who have a lot of power and choose to not give it back as love and goodness.... but i guess we are who we are... i dont know. funny. (default 3)

moon

two twenty two oh seven

the moon smiled at me tonight. i mean... recently its been giving me small slivers of a smirk...but on the way home tonight, this 22nd night, it bloomed into its own big grin. and looked right at me.

and i think that could have been the universe smiling at me... reminding me everything is going to be ok. when things feel weird or bad in life you have to remember that "the universe is not trying to trick you- its trying to steer you in the right direction" and that has been quite the path.... i never thought that the right path could feel so strange. but i guess thats the point right? you dont really know, all the time, that you are on the right path until you get to the end of that specific road, and its that time when you turn around to take a last look at it.....and go....oh. wow. i traveled that path. and its gotten me here, and now that i can look back at it and understand it was the right path. and i think sometimes you are like DUH. right path. but other times its more of a...wow. i never would have picked that path as the right one, but look how i have grown from it, and look what i've learned from it. i can apply to my life now. how grateful i am for that.

oh my fall.

"sights and sounds pull me back down another year. i was here..."

the days have been beautiful. love getting up in the morning, pulling up the blinds, opening my window to greet another new pigeon on the firescape. and feeling what the air is like this day. i like e-mail a lot right now. why? no idea...so many opportunites could come over some satellite from whoever at any moment. weird. but kinda fun. i am liking the 'what-ifs' but not in any kind of terrible or frustrated way. just in a light hearted laughable way... ahhhh there are so many of them! what-if ANYTHING. nothing ever really makes sense until it does. the hard part is breathing until then. my breathing hasn't been incredibly deep lately, but im not finding anything too wrong with it. i know, yoga, there is just a lot going on. i think i actually like walking up to our 5th floor apt everyday. thats weird. seeing tori amos two nights in a row was pretty much out of control. why the random funny thoughts. i think it's fall. i love fall. it's beautiful. especially this one. so is life. and all the amazing people i have come across thus far. just love and thanks forever and forever and forever and forever...


"...and we make it up as we go along...and as we are looking back then we'll understand we held gold dust in our hands..."