Gack

I just come back and there is a Google alert! Almost scared me away...

Oh well. Yes, I live. No cool pics or anything. Been busy working and, well, taking shitty pics that I wouldn't give away... let alone inflict upon my friends.

Though, I was visited by Grackles. They scare the crap out of me and, as far as I know, anyone else around. Swarms. It's scary. Maybe I will post some pics of them flying about and landing and pecking my garbage man's eyes out. You'd probably like that... perverts!

I thought I might be afraid in NJ... I thought I had become as forged steel... but no one mentioned Grackles! oi vey!

Omega Institute

I didn't go into much detail about my "Way of the Shaman" workshop at the Omega Institute last weekend. It was absolutely amazing. The grounds were beautiful and serene.

There were wildflowers growing all over the place. As you walked about the campus, you would go from a rich, earthy smell, to a wonderful, sweet fragrance. The open fields smelled of lush grass, while the woods smelled of pine.





The food was all organic and nearly all vegetarian. They had only one non-vegetarian dish one night, and that was a pasta/tuna salad. I have been slowly changing my diet and cutting out meat... for now I only eat seafood and vegetables during the weekdays. It has been a bit of a struggle for me in changing my lifestyle... if the dishes were all prepared for me like they were here, it would be no problem. Some of their produce is grown on site in a wonderful garden all of it, from the butter to the main courses are made right there.





Early in the morning, after breakfast, I would head down to the lake and just look about. It was very peaceful there... listening to the water and watching the geese walk about the shore.





The workshop itself was amazing. There were over one-hundred people in attendence. The energy generated was tremendous. The walls trembled with the beat of our drums and our dancing shook the floor.





I caught some pictures of orbs in the room. Didn't catch too many elsewhere, but some others showed me pictures where they had captured orbs elsewhere. It did feel as if the spirits had attended us.

After returning home, I notice the difference. There is a distinct lack of spirit... but I still feel in touch, even if a bit removed.

I will definately return there, even if not for a workshop. There were so many interesting people to meet. So many things to discuss in the late hours over a cup of hot chocolate. Waking in the early morning to the crisp fall air just to meander about, being chirped at by chipmunks. I saw a great white dog that looked part wolf at first glance materialize from the fog. I turned to get my camera and when I looked back the dog was gone and, in its place, a woman in white was walking toward me... she smiled in passing.

It was all a bit magical...

A Year of Discovery

Well.. for those of you who are still around to remember... this is the anniversary of the day that C_ left me to go to where she needed to be. I just returned from a shamanic retreat and realized what day it was. I drove by the Buddhist monastery, on my way home, that started my journey.

It has been an amazing year. It was due to the trauma of that breakup that I started a new path in life. That I had to reassemble the shattered shards of my soul and create the *me* that I always wanted... and not the one that I had allowed to come into being. The anniversary of the period that I had a spiritual awakening that entirely shifted my consciousness... how I perceive things... how I interact with the world.

I don't live life... I *am* life...

It's a wonderful thing.

I know what a soulmate is. A soulmate is not necessarily your *partner* that lives with you throughout your life... no, there are many soulmates... many souls you have come into contact with throughout your prior lives. Many you will come into contact with in this life. They teach, they nurture, they love and they challenge. You are entertwined in some way.

C_ was a soulmate... and is. She came and, when her work was done, she left... that kicked me into the place I *needed* to be... There can be beauty in tragedy.

So.. I know that, forever... for as many lives as I have... there is at least *one* soul out there that, when I need them the most, will come into my life and make sure I am following the path I need to follow.

In fact, I am sure there are many.

So... to all of you out there and, especially to C_... thanks for remembering me, even through the vast divisions of time and space you have done what I needed... even if it wasn't what I thought I wanted.

And for that, I am ever thankful.

Best wishes to you all.

I have an amazing talent...

... in the aftermath of relationships, I leave a wide swathe of destruction in my wake...

It's a gift I suppose... go figure. Wouldn't have known had there not been someone to point it out to me...

I always wished I had a cool superpower... I guess this is it...

So.. if you *really* are pissed at some chick.. and you want to make her so angry she could explode... just introduce her to me...

Oh yeah... I work on commission... so spread the word...

Back in New Jersey

Well, Colorado was beautiful. Denver rocks! I spent a lot of time just enjoying the great outdoors. What a change from here. It has, however, made me think of actually doing a bit more local exploring. I have a lot of mundane, touristy pictures.. nothing of great quality... especially since there was dust on my camera sensor, anything with sky in it looks like there are great, black dots all over. But, they are good for the memories.

Sorry to lead you on...

... but, I didn't feel like getting drunk after all, so I didn't have anything really stupid to say. Well... beyond normal stupid stuff ;)

It's raining today. I had hoped to take my bike out, so I am a little annoyed. I had also been pretty stoked to do some other things but, for some reason, I'm feeling a bit melancholy. I can't quite put my finger on it.

Next week I am going to Colorado for four days. I'm really stoked about that. I've wanted to go there for a very long time and see the rockies. I have been running through my head how to pack.. carry-on only or checking bags... if I go carry-on only, I will need to buy hair gel when I get there... because you can't take hair gel on a plane since you might glue the passengers together and take over the flight.

If I check my baggage, then I probably add another two hours to my trip while I wait at the baggage return. Also, I still have the very real possibility of needing to purchase hair gel anyway if the flight loses my bags.

Hmm... decisions...

Ha HA!

I am back! I am so happy I will get drunk now... so I won't be posting anything tonight beyond drivel...

But, since you are used to drivel from me, and you haven't had it for over a month.. be happy... rejoice in my drivel...

*Muah*