Soul Fibers

A tapestry of time
too young to be refined,
In all it's many glories
the way of the big wide world.
The longing in our minds,
the rhythm in our hearts
the mending in our souls,
These are the details in the fabric.
Somewhere, somewhere,
we know for certain,
we know, we know, we Know.
If at any time,
you wonder what the answer,
let up the freedom of "yes"
let up the freedom of "no"
let up the freedom
of all that is gray.
Let Up the Freedom
of All that Is.
This is the thread that weaves your magic.



In Joy,

Stephanie

An Ode to You, In regards to "They"

And so it is...just like you said it would be. My life, in the space time continuum...in the level called the linear...is now at a kind of a crossroads. Something out of a Sweet Valley High novel, or one of those chick flicks you get to follow the heroine in who Lindsay Lohan happens to play. Would I call this feeling close to being that cheesy? In respects to my highest self, I would have to say so. But I do have my low days...and the drama and emotional antics of my 21 year old self tend to get the better of me. Those that I love take the brunt of it, but hey, that's why "they" say you love them in the first place right? Because love wouldn't be love without frustrating the hell out of the loved one.
What about what "they" say anyway? And who and in what town did it get any success story to become successful, in regards to following what "they" say all of the time? "They" say that education is number one, that without it, you CAN'T achieve success. "They" say that when you do earn a degree, and you get a well paying job doing it, it doesn't matter how you FEEL about being in that job, as long as you have health benefits and dental. "They" say that without dieting pills, you must be on some kind of pill, or you're doomed. "They" say that without the right lipstick shade, you'll never find the right man. "They" said that women were not allowed rights, and neither were black people. "They" said that a black president was unheard of.
Well look at where "they" ended up.
And I am going to continue to challenge "them" and "they" and all of those champions who think that just because they can write something in a textbook, it makes it legit throughout the ages.
I won't even get into the last time that happened; with the Bible.

That is my rant blog today :)

Hurray for "they"! And all of the wonderful oppurtunities to make history.

Loving You World

~Me.

Mama Said, Mama Said

My mother...what can I say about that woman? Well, I would start off by saying that I am grateful she is playing in the role she is. She is a beautiful light and a beautiful dark for me. When i see her listening to music, dancing to music, singing to the music, laughing out loud...I see the glow that my father fell in love with. The glow that ultimately, made me :). She is the wondrous mind chatter that I all too often fall into throughout the delusional parts of the day. The reflection on my soul when she tells me she's worried, she's tired, or she just needs a good warm hug. My truth is my mother. And I love her dearly.
And as much as I love her, she will continuously be asking me the "motherly" questions that all mothers ask as they play the role of their time.
Today she asked me, in less words: "Do you know what you want to be yet when you grow up? Will you ever go back to school? Please go back to school..."
She didn't say it that literally, but I'm her daughter, I pick up on these things.
Well, I told her...I'm building my character right now. I thought that was pretty clever. And rightfully so! I do feel like I am learning a ton about who I am, thanks to my awkward, wondrously chaotic and exhausting relationship with my boyfriend. I feel the need to travel and explore. I am in the midst of this changing "New Earth" that is forever changing and becoming new again. And i want to celebrate! I have a strong cosmic desire to travel abroad and to see new faces, new scenery, new culture....and as new as they all may seem, they will all be angel friends that I will remember all over again.
I did go to university straight outta h-school. (I just felt like being "G" just now...using "straight outta" does that to you) Anyway, I went for 2 and a half years in aspirations of becoming a teacher. And while doing so I began to remember who I am....I began to recognize my essence, become aware of what it means to be conscious....and I realized that I already was a teacher. That I have been this whole time! That i'm a student as well in this thing we call Life, and that there are so many other teachers and students that I've been blessed and continue to meet.
And so...i'm writing papers...i hear professors telling me "the deadline for this is in three weeks. You'd better get started now"...i experience the clouded mornings of my late night paper rendezvous' and the heavy sighs as another professor tells me, "you need to be more CLEAR in your paper, what are you trying to say EXACTLY? Use the format correctly. Are you using the format correctly? You need to follow the standards. You need to be more CLEAR."
So wait a tick....you want me to "flourish in the creativity that is university English writing" ...yet you want me to follow a strict format, a strict guideline and play within these little boxes. Oh yeah, and make sure you are "clear." Clear according to whom exactly? According to "university standards?" According to your one minded perspective? According to all of the Gods that decided this is what a university English paper should look like. And it should always stay that way. No matter what.
Well, reality check: We are the Gods.
We have created this whole game of "university" everything's ...this whole game of Life. And we have the power to change it. Since, ultimately, it's created by humans (who are spirits really) and since it has been created by Us, it can be changed by Us as well. We all just have to agree upon the change. And that's where the blessing/challenge comes in.
And so, after some humble frustration, I decided that the university game was one I was not about to endeavor just yet. I feel the need to create and flourish in other things. Such as remembering to breathe throughout the day. Smiling genuinely at the cashier who tells me "have a nice day"...to thoroughly enjoy the Plucot's that I just purchased today. (When a plum and an apricot make love).
I feel the need to explore the world at new levels of myself and of everyone else. And I feel the need to express that in any beautiful way I can. Will that become a career? A full paying "job?" I can guarantee it.
Let us embrace this game of Love. Let us play joyfully with one another and respect the Gods that we are. Let us give a thorough high five to our moms. And thank them for their continuous motherly questions. She gives me the blessing already as she asks/bombards me with the question, as within the question, lies the answer already. And this is it.
Love to you all <3

It makes a Word of A Difference

Oh my first official Blog. Ever. Would you say the pressure is on? I would say, Nah...let us not judge ourselves or our words or the processes of our thoughts. This is what "blogging" is for is it not? Getting all that mind chatter out of your brains and allowing it all to flow somewhere freely. It's kind of funny the words that are in the "becoming" of our generation and generations to come. First we would have called something like this as simple as "writing." Back when the paper and the pencil was all there was. From there calligraphy was introduced and we came up with words like "handwriting" and "scripting" possibly even "scrawling" or "scribbling" when things got out of hand. And from things getting out of hand, we invented computers which then allowed us the novelty of "word processing" complete with spell check and those red and green squiggly lines that are just waiting to show up and annoy you while you wonder, how in the bejesus did i spell the word "colour" wrong? (after a conversation with my all-knowing father, American spelling: color, Canadian spelling: colour)
Oh the borders are even in the words. But then again, to put a positive spin on the perspective of me, i would say that in the spelling of both words, the fact that there is more than one, and they are both "spell-check correct" means that the right and the wrong in the spelling, in fact, don't exist! It's a free world again :) whew.
Anyway, now we have words like "e-mailing" and "blogging" and not only do these oppurtunities open up the efficiency of the act of writing, complete with quick and easy decor to add at a blog near you; more importantly, they allow the world to read the insides of you.
Whereas back in the day you would have all this stuff floating around in your mind, or perhaps just get a sudden cosmic urge to channel something, you would write it down, and perhaps a few would read it. If it was something remotely profound, and it had to be profound, you had to go through the process of finding a publisher to publish it and spend all this money without any guarantees that your book or piece of writing would even sell. And now, in this age, in this dimension, in this thing we call "time", we now have the absolute freedom to "jot" as much as we want, with as many spelling errors and slang as we want, N' we got somethin' real nice N' effin' gr8 to show the effin' world with nuthin' to stop us.
Anyway, the moral here is kids, that the fact that we have all of this technology allows us to have the blessing of connecting our hearts and not feeling so alone with the junk and more significantly, the beauty that makes us, well, Us.
We are presented with the oppurtunity to connect with another, all over this planet we call Earth, with the click of a keyboard key and then, the click of a button. So simple, yet so powerful. When you read someone else's blog and you think, yeah man. I can relate to that completely. Or, your heart may say something like: *sigh*...i needed that. Those are the kinds of things we as humans, and more importantly, spirits in these human bodies, need. Our spirits need the connection of others to re-affirm the connection that we have with ourselves.
Even me just typing this all out is re-affirming the connection I have with my essence, or what i like to call, my true self. The one that is without all of this mind chatter, and that just Knows.
So, as i begin this journey of what we now call "blogging" I now have the blessing of your hearts, and here is the blessing of mine in return.
Enjoy You! This is where You begin and end, all in the same moment :)

One Love! Have a wonderful day.