Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Going Goddess

So after a while, when you're trying to make it through this world as a creative worker-bee, its necessary to take a moment and regroup. My regrouping often requires dancing in front of a mirror like I'm possessed with the entire movie of Breakin to the music of Aretha Franklin, singing very loudly R-E-S-P-E-C-T... But even then, do I sometimes find myself either too tired to do the crazy dance, or I've just simply lost my voice from singing too loudly.. but lucky for me, I often stumble across other options that don't include things only found in Amsterdam..but do include...drumbeat... what I came across recently, Going Goddess written by Kasmik Zenter, which is my new favorite book of the moment and my mom's not yet given Christmas gift.

Going Goddess is filled with incredibly illustrated Goddesses that look like gorgeous Brazilian fairies surrounded by electric blues, neon pinks, and Vampiric reds .. Its also a great resource to find out about essential healing oils, alternative views of the world and most importantly the incredible Goddess in you. And just to note, there is also a goddess in every man too, and I'm not just speaking of Les Hommes that dress like goddesses, I'm also talking about you sitting there in the dented man-couch with the heineken and/or Vaporizer pasted on your face like a gas mask...or both..

So, if you are ready for some major relaxation and brain stimulation all working together like the most intense and effective massage ever experienced then go out and treat yourself to Going Goddess and indulge in the writing, paintings and illustrations of Kasmik Zenter.

Monday, October 26, 2009

The Guy Who Wrote An Awesome Book



Kissing for a good cause and kissing the author of An Awesome Book, is just simply well Awesome!!! If you haven't bought this prize work for your child or yourself, please do, because it is so very worth it, especially if you have dreams... The gypsy cried when she read it...

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Basic Space



Act Two.

The traveler blinks her eyes repeatedly, questioning the truth of what is behind or in front of the lid... the darkness with just faint traces of color from the light, creeps in and out... Her tiny hands rub out the dizziness, embracing what she's been taught is the land of hidden truth.

The search for truth...years, come and go, and her limbs grow like branches, although her journey remains, headed in the direction of North.. She dances through life....the dance turns to running... she is running through life.. At the crossroads of love and deception, she studies the images of both that are identical... Realizing the image of love is deceptive, and deception itself is just a bridge between where she stands and the unknown abyss of where her search continues....

Thursday, October 8, 2009

The Map of My Heart



Act One.

We're just two mirrors, reflecting the other... from your world to mine... how many times have I stared into you... using my fingertip to trace your shape above my breast....how many stories and in how many different ways can I retell our navigation ... One mirror reflecting the other... This could be funny... all the ways we reappear... here...there...in every corner of the earth...only to return... to one mirror... reflecting the other... An eternal memory as the compass that brings this traveler closer...The beat in my chest becomes heavier as the journey to half of the source illuminates me.....