Friday, April 29, 2016
He walks on the ground
You can’t see his wings
One second he’s crying
The next second he sings
Hawks another breath
Heaves another jest
He searches for perches
And then he swings
Hanging on sentences of hordes
He wields his pen just like a sword
He dangles and tugs and then cuts the cords
Wings made of tissue
Head made of stars
He smells like an ape
And sings like a sitar
Head in the clouds
Feet on the ground
Hears infinity
In each ounce of soundWednesday, April 20, 2016
Just the Facts
I am an American
No tricks up my sleeve
Every one needs someone
So maybe we can all be friends
I am an American
I'm in love with Americans
I'm in love with the world
I think I can help it
Therefor I am
I'm in love with miracles
We are all miracles
Lizard wants a fight
Lizard wants to start a war
Lizard wants a flight
Lizard wants to sleep with a whore
I'm in love with a miracle
God is a miracle
I'm in love with a miracle
God is a miracle
Glory be to God
I am an American
I find my way by the stars
I shaved my head
I want to meditate in driverless cars
I'm in love with Americans
God is a miracle
God is a miracle
Glory be to God
Yes, I'm in love with a miracle
I'm in love with the words
I think I can help us
Therefor I am
I'm in love with a miracle
I am an American
I am a miracle
I am an American
I am a miracle
Glory be to God
Sunday, April 10, 2016
The Breath of Resonance
Do you have trouble staying grounded?
Do you feel like you are slowly drowning in a river of humans?
Have you ever experienced a panic attack?
Out of touch with the divine?
Out of touch with nature?
Out of touch with your intuition?
Out of touch with your breath?
I know precisely what you are going through and it is my honor and privilege to help those of us who have been traumatized by our youthful institutional indoctrinations, dysfunctional upbringing, generational karma etc. Unable to escape these patterns - we weave nets with our brains which only trap us - giving the false sense that we are actually healing something when all we are doing is running to stand still. We do not condone the use of any drugs to mask our feelings. Every tear drop is worth more than all the gold in the world. We encourage authentic emotional expression.
After receiving my psychology degree at the University of Scranton, I have spent over 20 years exploring and mastering many different breath work modalities - tai chi, qi-gong, the 6 Tibetans, circular breathing, didgeridoo sound work, and Tibetan Buddhist chanting - to name a few.
Breath work can connect our consciousness to both the molecular level and the cosmic continuum. I see it as a creative response to soul deep disturbances.
I have learned that breathing patterns dictate the states, flavors and colors of consciousness. I am now committed and inspired to introduce and teach the essence of over 20 years of breath work:
THE BREATH OF RESONANCE.
I customize modalities based on your own particular way of breathing (shallow/upper respiratory - all the way to full body breathers) which place you firmly on the path of resonance.
What can you expect? The sky is the limit. Learn to rise above with your true wings - your lungs.
Find our what you have been missing out on. Magic has been there/here all along.
Maybe you’re a brilliant singer - it’s all about the breath!
Find the gifts within.
The time is now.
Monday, April 04, 2016
Dormant
I am a dormant black hole awakening
Taking its first holographic breaths
Breaking shadows into light
Converting day into night
Wearing death and desire obsessively
For entertainment purposes only
Its a fashion to be spun
I am a doormat
Made of golden tear drops
Laced with love
It’s an honor and a privilege
When some one wipes their feet
Then passes thru
Into the empty room
No windows
No doors
I am a doorman opening windows
In a tower made of nothing
Imaginary particles
Illuminated