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Finding Truth

                   

Here or there?  Now or then?

 Where to go, what to do , who to be.

ME.  

  

Seeds of Inspiration

                  

                                    
                            

Sun shine.   Blue sky.  Wheel barrows.  Shovels and rakes.  Bare feet.  Dirt.  A community garden being born......

To work hard, in the earth with confidence and pride.  To know that creation is taking place in the moment.  Happiness.

The Louisville Neighborhood Community Support Garden.  Transitioning into truth.  

All Together Now.

            


                 

unison |ˈyoōnəsən; -zən|
noun
1 simultaneous performance of action.

The need to travel and provide light and love to all I meet is ripe.  Like the coming of spring brings opportunity to exist freely and openly in the wind. We must take chances and dive into the new paradigm of spirit. All who care should stand. All who envision shall step out with barefeet and begin to grow. Grow in every way imaginable. There is room for a diversity of ways and paths. Let us find grace in moving forward.  Be respectful and have deference.  As Bob Dylan once said "A hard rains a gonna fall"...  Stand under the umbrella of wisdom and watch the seeds grow.  

Keep on Rollin'

These are the moments.  

Baltimore Beauty.

The visions have been filled with truth.  I have been enlightened, focused and centered.  The gears have been wound and the project is moving on. 

 Making bags in coffee houses.

Singing songs of love in the parks and streets.

Walking and viewing it all.

Tomorrow the train heads back west.  I jump on and go with the flow.  Back home.  Back to the Rocky Mountains.

Currently focused on the issues at hand.  HR 875 is the fire roaring beneath me.  The role I play is to spread the word and to help the world grow.  GROW GROW GROW!!  The time for change is at hand.  My path is more clear than ever before.  The time here in Baltimore has shown me what I am and what I am capable of.  The opportunity to live the Good Life is in front of our noses.  

Go ahead and B-More Baltimore.  Show your strength and resilience.  I will be helping from afar and will return to get dirty!

To Share and to Love

  

BAGS!!!!

20 Shirts

8 hours

=

31 BAGS!

An evening sitting in the Daily Grind Unwind in Fells Point Baltimore.

The next morning, wound on coffee and love : sew sew sew!

To be the change.  To create a new paradigm in the moment.  

Whole or Hole Foods?

On Friday evening I headed out into the wild streets of Baltimore to get some dinner fix-ins.  It was an adventure slipping through the hustle and bustle of the city.  People were out.  They were all dressed up.  They were all looking to have a good time.  I was out looking for food.  Good whole food.  

The nearest market to the boat is Whole Foods.  The corner it sits o

n is busy and surrounded by clothing shops, shoe stores and fancy restaurants.  When you walk in the smell of food hits you hard and you instantly crave everything they have to offer.  Hanging from the ceiling is a chalkboard sign.  It reads: Number of Organic Items Today - 209.  It hasn't changed in the three weeks I have been here.  I take off my back pack and grab a little black basket and begin my search.  I started in the produce department.  An overly stocked corner with organic and traditional fruits and veggies.  The signage is hard to follow and the organic is hard to find.  Everything is labeled as to what kind of fruit it is and where it comes from.  Only generically speaking.  USA, California, Mexico.  nothing directly from the east.  I was in search primarily for Dandelion Greens.  So I asked the clerk stocking oranges.  He led me to the packaged herb section and really had no idea what I was talking about.  He wanted to grab someone who knew, I told him not to worry about it.  So i kept looking.  I got some spinach.  (not in season)  I got a garnet yam from California.  As opposed to the jewel yam from the US.  I grabbed some snow peas, which was bad because they came all way from Chile.  And finally found the Dandelion Greens from California.  

After getting my produce I wandered around, looking at everything.  I began to feel a little lost and overwhelmed.  My brain was thinking about everything which was passing in front of me.  The "organic" farm companies who are producing and packaging all these products on a massive scale.  The false awareness the store offers.  The dull apathy which consumes the consumers.  Frustrated by the lack of local and irritated with all the plastic and pretension of the packaged foods I took the veggies I had and headed to the self check out counter.  I picked up the Mother Jones magazine as impulse.  I saw the farm girl cartoon on the front cover with the caption "Let's Grow America". I made my purchase, packed everything up in my back pack and left.  

Instead of feeling whole I felt hole.  There was a void.  There was something lacking.  My simple purchase took so much energy.  My simple diet was stifled by the amount of oil and time it took to get it to the box store and then into my bowl.  I learned many lessons.  While walking back to the boat I passed all the party people and felt above it all.  I had fresh greens on my back.  They has cigarettes in their hands and alcohol waiting inside. 

The life of the lonely hippy.  The life of the girl who strives to live simply and purely.  It's all worth it in the end.

A Personal Dive

From Baltimore to Portland with Denver in between.

I have learned more than I could have ever imagined.  The emotions are thick and come in crazy gusts.  A still peaceful moment can be blown away by the the insanity of awareness.  In one moment I am free and filled with joy, in the next, fear and frustration take hold and I feel lost.  I want to say that in the end there is hope.  But I have lost faith in hope.  It has been mangled into propaganda and no longer holds true.  The only thing that keeps me going is the resilience of the human spirit.  The beauty which still surrounds and holds strong in the brink of utter destruction.  It is the constant fight against conformity and the power of self to not give in to the greedy hand.

This path that I am walking along holds so many surprises.  Just when I think it's all over, or that there could be no more, beauty steps in and surprises.  A new journey is always unfolding.  New opportunities are constantly evolving and while everything is happening my only requirement is to stay true and be the change.   

The answers to all the questions are known but the signal is fuzzy.  The addictions are strong and the fear is overwhelming.  To overcome, one must let go of so much...And then grab onto reality.  trade one lust for one true love.  Loose the material, hold on to the eternal.  Redefine relations, find meaning within the things that really matter -- Believe.