Movin’ Stuff Around…

Greetings Earthlings,

I am all flux’d up!

A mental flux.

An emotional flux.

A materialistic flux.   A cyberspace flux.  A family flux.  A spiritual flux.

A working flux.

An artistic flux.

A INTER-GALACIC FLUX.

That being said, I’m moving some things around on this here inter-netted art piece I have developed.   So, check back soon for the completed web-tastic project.

x2theo2the…

Somewhere Over Thee Rainbowz

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Kaeli

girl@intergalacticgirl.com

Staring: 5257, The Big Ol’ Tree, The Sun Shan & InterGalacticGirl

Moral of the Story: Thou Shalt Not Be Afraid of One’s Own Shadow.

Journal Entry:

http://intergalacticgirl.com/?p=727

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Our Youtube Debut:

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Dear 5257 River Rd.,

You are a beautifully majestic house.

I once had a dream within your walls, halls and doors.
It frightened me to the bone.
Truthfully, you frighten me.

Whenever I gaze upon you, I am filled with overwhelming memories, thoughts and emotions. I can not tell which ones are mine, and which ones are yours.

When I place all of my baseless fear aside as I can not deny my limitless interest into your mystery. Every-time I glide past lookout point, I fantasize about the day when my waking body will be brave enough to venture up those stone steps, and into your spooky structure.

So here is a letter for you, oh forgotten house on River Road. You have many fans.

Your Secret Admirer,

InterGalacticGirl

P.S. Least we forget my favorite fellow Co-Adventurer-Admirer-Explorer-Extrordinaire —> TheSunShan
We love you.

TheSunShan’s Version:
http://www.youtube.com/user/TheSunShan

I’m ready to sink.

I’m ready to shrink.

I’m ready to ride the stamp.

I’m ready to be as big as a flea.

I’m ready the world to tramp.

I have no fear, at all, at all!

I have no fear at all!

SOURCE: http://blog.californiapsychics.com/blog/2011/05/the-roots-of-mothers-day.html/

Below you will find a rather delightful article about the roots of mother’s day.  DeLIGHTful, I say!
The Roots of Mother’s Day: Protest and Pacifism
May 7, 2011 at 5:00 am
By Lasara Firefox Allen
Arise Then, Women of This Day

When most people think of Mother’s Day, they may think of roses, champagne brunches, “mother’s rings,” and a visit to mom’s place. While the idea of family togetherness is a lovely sentiment, there was a different, and perhaps even deeper, original meaning to the beginning of Mother’s Day: it was created as an opportunity to stand against war.

The observation of Mother’s Day emerged during a potent period of American history; the Civil War. The only war to have been declared and fought on American soil, the American Civil War destroyed lives, tore apart families and communities, and a divided a country. The response to the bloodshed on the part of many American women of the time was to call for an end to war.

No solitary woman can be credited with the beginning of a movement toward the Mother’s Day holiday, but every thread that ties itself into the entangled roots of the emergence of Mother’s Day is ultimately the same. It was a celebration of motherhood, by mothers, and about the largest gift a mother ever gives her child: the gift of life.

Here is the first stanza of a piece of writing called The Mothers’ Day Proclamation written by Julia Ward Howe, a feminist and abolitionist, in 1870.

“Arise, then, women of this day!
Arise, all women who have hearts,
Whether our baptism be of water or of tears!
Say firmly:

“We will not have great questions decided by irrelevant agencies,
Our husbands will not come to us, reeking with carnage, for caresses and applause.
Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn
All that we have been able to teach them of charity, mercy and patience.
We, the women of one country, will be too tender of those of another country
To allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs.

“From the bosom of the devastated Earth a voice goes up with our own.
It says: “Disarm! Disarm! The sword of murder is not the balance of justice.”

The Mother’s Day Proclamation is full of thoughts as radical and as relevant today as they were over a hundred years ago when it was written. To this day, not enough has changed; mothers are raising sons and daughters who are being lead to the front lines to wage war between cultures not yet at a point of understanding one another.

This year, as you thank your mother for your life, or your wife for the life of your children, take some time to reflect on the contributions mothers have made the world over. Remember that some mother half the world away gave her child the gift of life too.

May the true meaning of Mother’s Day come finally to pass.

“…Let women now leave all that may be left of home for a great and earnest day of counsel.
Let them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate the dead.
Let them solemnly take counsel with each other as to the means
Whereby the great human family can live in peace…”

Lasara Firefox Allen, MPNLP, is a best-selling author, educator, activist, and coach. Wife to her True Love, and mother to two amazing young women, Lasara believes in living the life you want to create. Lasara is available for coaching and spiritual guidance.

Remember that time…

A while back…

I was listening to my beloved Bill Hicks ‘The Moon is Smiling’ on repeat… Within those few weeks I am certain I listened to that tune 200 or so times…

http://youtu.be/EzgABxxKDj8

Well… move over Miss Smiling Moon, cause Peter Gabriel’s been surfing my repetitive sound waves.  I’m sure I am approaching the 200th ‘tune in’.

Enjoy…

http://youtu.be/fQ3wpjdYMqk

Thanks for ‘Tuning In’…. I love you lots you lovely cyber folk!

So get this my wordy world…
Right after my previous ranting raging entry, I scurred to work… Haha… That is ironic enough… But just you wait…
When i arrived at my punch clock life, I was greeted by my first beer client… He asks my name, which was odd, but whatever… Then he extends his hand and says ‘my names Roswell…’.
i could hardly contain my giggle. little did he know that ive been *psudo jokingly* pondering my visit to area 51. I asked him if he’d ever been to Roswell. he said no, but he was thinking of going next week and would probubly never come back.

If I were the paranoid type, this would, most likely, have freaked me way out… But since I’m not exactly…., How Amaaazing is that?? Ahaha too funny!
Gotta oive divine patts on the back!

I’m almost about to print off my resume and start driving in the general direction of Area 51.

I wonder what would happen if I arrive at the gate 51 with a big smile and eye twinkle…?

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I think I’ve misplaced my happiness somewhere.  Note: my current definition of happiness is ‘looking forward to something’.  What am I looking forward to?

I’ve lost my ‘general direction’ somewhere, but I don’t know where to look first (ha!).

I feel as though I’ve got life’s compass in the palm of my hand, but it’s spinning madly around in circles.

Here’s what I could do:

Option Uno:

I could continue working as a server/bartender and buy a house and marry and have children and travel once every 7 years then grow apart from my ‘part’ner and then divorce and then have a midlife crisis and then start all over again and then find out that there are STILL no jobs that pay the bills without relying on credit and then become an old lady who works at a breakfast joint serving coffee and smoking cigarettes during break and then die of loneliness accompanies with heart failure (which symbolizes love failure).

This option is totally not me. I’d end up as an 80 year old ax murderer or something seeking vengeance for all my lost years.

Option Deux:

I could become a famous painter or musician or dramatic artist and travel around the world to promote my external representation of my ego.  I could hang out with other ego strokers and clink champagne glasses on New Years Eve with the best of the best of the who know’s who.  Then I would go back to my hotel room alone and create my misery needs company masterpieces of love and the lack there of.  Then I’d end up going crazy and spend the rest of my days in a mental institute where people just care enough to keep you topped up on crazy mind numbing drugs until I permanently exit my body and live the rest of my astral life stuck spinning endlessly in The Vortex.

I’d end up in the mental institute far too early if i traveled down Option Deux.

Option Trois:

This is the option where all the thoughts mash up and I can’t type anymore.

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I’m seriously so confused.  We have everything we need in this society. EVERYTHING and MORE.  But I don’t want to feel so exhausted… I’m exhausted from thinking about my exhaustion!  My working life is killing my ambition. I want to curl up in bed and sleep until I have to go into work again.   That is my current ambition.  I’m a F*cking Worker Bee.

I’d rather be a bee, actually.

My societal conditioning tells me that I want to be pretty so that I can attract a mate and we can continue to populate the earth.

Female liberation tells me that I want to be independent because you can’t nor need to rely on anybody else in life.

Religion seclusion teaches me that I don’t want to be apart of a big group of humans with the same beliefs because they tend to get uber-crazy-nutso when focused on one set of ideas or ideals.

My love life taught me that nothing changes if nothing changes… I have an immense fear that I wont be able to grow and cultivate love in a confined, controlled situation.  (It seriously freaks me out… maybe it is my defense mechanism against future heartbreak).

My family life taught me that you never really get to know anybody but you can love somebody no matter what.

My working life taught me that you never actually get anywhere doing anything for money if you don’t have a goal to work towards.

And my friends, they taught me that you never get to do anything great by working too much.

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My soul feels tired. haha.  Am I the only one that feels this way?  I feel so incompetent.  I feel like I am complaining too much. But honestly, I just can’t understand how people can work their ass of for YEARS on end.  Actually, now that I think of it, everyone I know has some kind of vice.  Something to run to (alcohol, cigs, gambling, drugs, painting, music, etc.) to keep them from going off the deep end.

Alright, that’s enough venting for now.  I kind of feel better. I guess you, my dear journal, keep me from the deep end.

P.S.  What exactly is over the deep end?  Is it the same place as over the rainbow?  Or maybe it is the polar opposite…  Yeah, it just has to be opposite of the Over the Rainbow.

X to the O to the Over the Rain-Bow.

Below you will find some new Foto-Tastic-Ness-ezz…:

Enjoy your Day!  Cause I know I’m going to; no matter what!

…who would I be?

No more internet.
No more computer.
No more pencil, no more paper.
No more piano, or guitar.
No more camera.
No more car.
No more paintbrush.
No more.

Who could I be then?

Would I…?
Resurect my voice.
Reinvent my mind.
Realign my body.

Who am I without all of these things?

Would you still like me?
Would you still see ‘me’ as ‘me’?
Whome ever that may be….

Malvina Reynolds!

She’s so friggen lovely.  I say ‘is’ even though she has transcended; her musical art can still be applied today.  She apparently used to appear on Sesame Street… I think I remember her with her guitar…

If I were to be a musician with one one-hundredth of her songwriting capabilities, I’d be beyond proud of myself.

:-D

I’m listening to her music, streaming on grooveshark.

Here’s my cover of ‘Little Boxes’:

A Malvina Reynolds Cover – Little Boxes

I’m so exhausted right now.  Mentally, physically and emotionally from working/over working.  I feel as though I eat, sleep and work.  Any down time that I allow myself ‘zooms‘ by so fast that I’m tired again. haha

I’ve been pondering some wild ideas as of late.  I can’t get them out of my head.  This has been a pattern of mine.  When I get wild and crazy ideas that WON’T go away… no matter how hard I try… I know it’s going to happen eventually.  Just a matter of time.
This particular idea involves me jumping out of the symbolic income airplane and free falling into the creative winds who (always) carry me to where I must go.

Instead of divulging my entire plan (which is still in the fetal formation stages) I will just leave it at that for now.  However, I will let you in on this relative creative winds secret: ‘The powers that be’ granted me and my lovely face paint kit a most extra-extravagant adventure in June.  I am going to be the one and only (insert drum roll here) Miz. Kaeli Face-Paintin Rainbowz Ileak at the Welland Rose City Festival.

I plan on sporting an outfit much like this…

So if you’re in town, come on down to the facepaintin’ tent!

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“Love is something if you give it away, you end up having more.” – Malvina Reynolds

It’s true my dear favorite wordy world… I’ve been having a rather heavy obsession with this other journal-ish type website as of late…  But I still love you most I swear!

;-) haha. MUAX!

http://www.dreamcatcher.net/intergalacticgirl

Around August 2009 I became obsessed with Lucid Dreaming/Dream Recall. (Technically the obsession started in my pre-teen years with these exact web articles about Astral Projection and Hypnotism...)  It’s was all that I looked forward to, between my working schedules and Lack-O-Social Life.  Today, much like that time back in 2009, I find myself focusing on dream time to relax my waking ‘punch clock’ life.

Don’t get me wrong, I friggen love my current punch clock life!!!! Every teeny bit of it! Not like in 2009 though.  I did NOT like where I was exchanging my time for money back then…

All that aside, from July 2009 through to July 2010, I have recorded hundreds of dreams. I repeat  HUNDREDS!!!  I would wake up and immediately write them down; It was my most pleasured morning ritual!

Now, with this nifty dreamcatcher.net website, I’ve been able to put all my hard dream work into action.  I really love this website. ABSOLUTELY love it.

The funniest part about the whole experience (from initially having the dream, recording it than inserting it into this website) is that I never actually read any of my dreams until now.  I just put them in my dream book and semi forgot about them…  Now I’m re-reading, typing and interpreting these magnificent artistic visions forwhich I have been gifted from who knows what, where, when, how or why….

Yesterday, I came across a dream that I had when I was showing the first signs/symptoms of the Lyme Disease.  The dream included a migrane.  It was very bizzar reading that.   Phew!

Well, that’s all for now.

I appologize for my lack-o-presence on this interconnectedweboflovelightlifeandcreativity. But, as a wise crazy man once said, ‘All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy’. Don’t worry though, I’m not getting dull… in fact, I think my colours are burning brighter than ever… and I’m about to find myself a creative mind pencil sharpener.

Over & Out,

k.2the.cloud9

Woh. 2 posts in 24hrs?? Inconceivable!!

...who will save our souls if we dont save our own?

Source: http://www.adishakti.org/self-realization.htm

The Paraclete Shri Mataji

The Paraclete Shri Mataji’s unique method of meditation based on an experience called Self Realization (born again of the Spirit/Kundalini/ Kukulkan awakening) that can occur within each human being. Through this process an inner transformation and evolution begins to take place. One can actually feel all this as a cool breeze, as described in all religions and spiritual traditions of the world.

In order to successfully carry out this self-discovered, self-contained and self-sustaining experiment of being “born of the water and Spirit” please follow the instructions below:

1. Sit comfortably on a chair.

2. Take off your shoes so as to have a better contact with the earth.

3. Please familiarize with instructions 1-9 on where the right hand is to be placed on various parts of the body. The intensity of experience depends on your sincerity and pure desire. For those who want audio/video Self-realization instructions from Shri Mataji please click on link below (The video is highly recommended and will significantly facilitate your experience.):

Online Self-Realization/Second Birth

Otherwise the procedure below is sufficient.

Areas where to place right hand during Self-realization/Kundalini awakening/’born again of the Spirit’. You may use the term “Divine Mother”, Mother Kundalini (Kukulkan), “Holy Spirit” (Christians), “Adi Shakti/ Durga/ Maa/ Devi/ Amma” (Hindus), “Ruh” (Muslims), “Shekinah” (Jews), “Aykaa Mayee” (Sikhs), “Prajnaparamita”
(Buddhists), “Tao” (Taoists), “Thian” (Confucian), or just “God/Divine Mother” in any language you are comfortable with.
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1. Put your right hand on your heart and silently in your heart ask the following question 3 times:

“Mother, am I the spirit?”

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2. Putting your right hand on the upper part of your abdomen on the left-hand side of your body, silently ask the following question 3 times:

Mother, am I my own master?

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3. Put your right hand on the lower part of your abdomen, on the left-hand side of your body, and ask the following question 6 times:

Mother, please give me my Self-realization.

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4. Put your right hand again on the upper part of your abdomen on the left-hand side of your body, and silently affirm the following phrase 10 times:

Mother, I am my own master!

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5. Putting your right hand again on your heart on the left-hand side of your body, silently affirm the following phrase 12 times with confidence:

Mother, I am the spirit!

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6. Now place your right hand on the left-hand side of your neck, where it joins the shoulder, and turn to your right. In order to free this centre, it is necessary to get rid of all feelings of guilt. Repeat the following phrase 16 times with conviction:

Mother, I am not guilty at all!

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7. Put your right hand on your forehead and lightly press the temples. Here it is necessary to forgive in order to liberate this chakra from whatever may be blocking it. Silently, and with sincerity, say the following phrase several times:

Mother, I forgive everyone in general!

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8. Put your right hand on the back of your head, put your head back, and this time ask for forgiveness for all the mistakes that you have ever committed, but without feeling guilty. Repeat the following phrase several times:

O Divine Power, if I have done anything wrong knowingly or unknowingly, please forgive me!

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9. Now close your eyes and put the center of your right palm on top of your head, spread out your fingers and press hard with the palm of the hand. Gently massage the scalp in a clockwise movement and, with humility, ask 7 times:

Shri Mataji/ Divine Mother/ Holy Spirit/ Mother Kundalini (Kukulkan), please give me my Self-Realization (Second Birth/Kundalini Awakening).

Put your hand down, meditate and remain in silence for a few minutes, with your attention still on the Holy Spirit/ Divine Mother within.

Instructions on how to meditate daily on Holy Spirit/ Divine Mother/ Mother Kundalini (Kukulkan)

Before beginning daily meditation on His Spirit/Shakti within you have to do the following as shown in the diagrams below:

1) Place the left hand in front of your lower abdomen, palm facing the body.

2) Raise the left hand up vertically, until it reaches a position above your head. While the left hand is ascending, the right hand rotates around it clockwise, until both hands are above the head.

3) Use both hands to tie a knot. Repeat three times and the third time tie the knot three times.

4) Then hold the left hand out on your lap, palm upwards.

5) Place your right hand over your left hand and slowly raise your right hand over your head and down the right side of your body.

6) Then raise the right hand up the right side, back over your head and down the left side. Repeat seven times.

Now place both hands with palms open on lap/knee and meditate between 15-30 minutes.

Repeat the same procedure after finishing meditation.

Please do not be concerned or feel guilty that you are not following proper procedure or making ‘mistakes’ as all human rules, shortcomings, and conditioning become useless rituals as the thoughtless state attunes to the Cosmic Silence. Maintaining the Silence is the most important objective.

After Self-realization/”born again of the Spirit” meditate twice daily on the Shakti (Mother Kundalini [Kukulkan]/ Holy Spirit/ Ruh/ Tao/ Shekinah/ Divine Mother/ Eykaa Mayee) within yourself and begin purifying your mind, body and soul. There is no need to join any Sahaja Yoga organization or attend collective meditations, unless you want to. That is all it takes to participate in the Last Judgment and Resurrection, the promised evolution of physical humans into the eternal spirit and everlasting life as promised by each and every religion, holy scripture and messenger of God Almighty.

Over a sustained period of daily meditation the Divine Wind (Breath of God/ Ruach/ Prana/ Qi/ Prana/ Ruh/ Pneuma) will begin to flow daily from the palm of your hands and top of the head, especially during meditation. Eventually it may even flow on a 24/7 basis after a year or two of daily meditation. This gentle Cool Breeze (Breath of God/Ruach/ Prana/ Qi/ Ruh/ Pneuma) is the sure sign that you are indeed taking part in the Last Judgment and Resurrection preordained for all humanity — you will self-certify this truth.

After some time you will be able to meditate anywhere by putting your attention on His Shakti (Mother Kundalini [Kukulkan]/ Holy Spirit/ Ruh/ Tao/ Shekinah/ Divine Mother/ Eykaa Mayee) in your heart and mind, without even the need to follow above instructions of 1-6 i.e., just keep your palms open (upwards) for the Divine Wind (Breath of God/ Ruach/ Prana/ Qi/ Ruh/ Pneuma) to flow out, and meditate. Shri Mataji is only the initial catalyst for your second spiritual birth (Kundalini awakening/Self-realization/Baptism of Allah) to take place. After that we continue on our own.

Within you is your Spirit (Shakti/ Ruh/ Tao/ Shekinah/ Divine Mother/ Eykaa Mayee) that begins to nourish and cleanse you in mind, body and soul. Only your own Spirit (Shakti/Ruh) will confirm whether you have been spiritually reborn of the Spirit (kundalini awakening/ Baptism of Allah) by giving forth the Divine Wind (Breath of God/ Ruach/ Prana/ Qi/ Ruh/ Pneuma) especially from your hands and head.

Important Reminder: Daily meditation—the innermost intimacy with the Divine (Silence on Self)—and experiencing the Divine Wind (Breath of God/ Ruach/ Prana/ Qi/ Prana/ Ruh/ Pneuma) is key to participating in the Last Judgment. There is absolutely no need for any existing religious ritual or practice. Please do not corrupt this purity and sacredness with any human innovation. His Holy Spirit (Shakti/ Ruh/ Tao/ Shekinah/ Divine Mother/ Eykaa Mayee) within will perfect you for the eternal afterlife. You will bear witness to your own resurrection and your own self-reproaching Spirit. The Last Judgment and Resurrection must thus never be contaminated with human novelties!

All you need to do is to keep your palms open and facing upwards, as they rest on your knees, for the Divine Wind (Breath of God/ Rûah/ Prana/ Qi/ Ruh/ Pneuma) to flow out better, and just meditate in Silence. Nothing else – no rule, ritual or ruler! Nothing external (rule or conditioning). Nothing manmade (ritual or image). Nothing human (ruler or guru). So, again, please help safeguard the utmost importance of this sanctity from being corrupted again.

I’m back from Ha-va-ii aka Hawaii. I’ll update on that later my fine (maybe) feathered cyberspace family!
But I came across this wordy masterpiece and thought I should share these demands avec vous….

Crimes That Don’t Break Any Laws by Rob Breszny:

(excerpted from the revised and expanded edition of

Pronoia Is the Antidote for Paranoia artistically channeled by my favorite Spiritual-Cerebral-Celebrity Rob Breszny) (Aside:  I think I have purchased, read and re-gifted this book at least 5times already… lets spread these thoughts far and wide…)

We’re psychically assaulted by dangerous images and sickening words every day. The media relentlessly blast us with their trendy doom and gloom fixation, generating an endless onslaught of messages about how bad life is and what a mess the future will bring. The entertainment industry force-feeds us insipidly paranoid scenarios that keep our fear reflexes chronically throbbing.

Is this acceptable to you? It’s not to me.

Our eyes and ears are constantly scalded by blistering harangues to buy stuff we don’t really need. The sacred temples of our imaginations are pounded ruthlessly by smart bombs whipped up by evil advertising geniuses in their Madison Avenue laboratories. Our ability to envision the astounding intricacy and richness of the web of life has gotten hijacked and hooked on decadent fantasies about new possessions that would allegedly make us happier.

I for one am no longer willing to absorb the dazzling psychic toxins that sting and sap and wound our lust for life. I reject the epidemic obsession with big bad nasty things and flashy trite empty-hearted things. I say it’s time for us to rise up and fight back — to reconsecrate and regenerate our imaginations. Here are my demands.

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DEMAND #1: I demand that Amnesty International launch a crusade against a grievously unacknowledged form of terrorism. I call this crime against humanity the genocide of the imagination.

DEMAND #2: I demand that you refuse to be entertained by bad news. I demand that you seek out and create stories that make you feel strong and joyous and enigmatic.

DEMAND #3: I demand that People magazine do a cover story on “The World’s 50 Sexiest Perpetrators of Beauty, Truth, and Love.”

DEMAND #4: I demand that you learn the difference between your own thoughts and those of the celebrities who have demonically possessed you.

DEMAND #5: I demand that you wear underpants on your head and dance naked in slow motion whenever you watch TV movies about tormented geniuses who supposedly create great art but treat everyone in their lives like crap.

DEMAND #6: I demand that the sadomasochist storytellers disguised as journalists give prominent coverage to the startling fact that the world has become dramatically less violent since the end of the Cold War, and that we are currently living in the most peaceful era the human race has ever known. I further demand that the worshipers of cynicism who pretend to be clear-seeing news writers acknowledge that death rates from cancer are declining; that rising rates of intermarriage are helping to dissipate ethnic and religious strife worldwide; that Americans’ IQ scores have been steadily rising for a long time; that the number of people living in poverty in the developing nations is declining dramatically; that the world is steadily becoming more free, and is now the most free it has ever been; and that the miracle of your breathing transpires about 10 million times a year, even though you never have to will it to continue.

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I have more demands, but I want to make sure you know that your imagination and the imaginations of everyone you know are at risk. And who’s responsible? Who are the perpetrators of the genocide of the imagination? I call them the entertainment criminals.

They’re the nihilistic creators and dramatis personae who spread the propaganda that trouble and strife and disintegration are more worthy of our attention than integrity and splendor and quantum leaps.

The entertainment criminals are the decadent fools who preach the bizarre doctrine that witty gloom is the mark of a deep thinker. They are the educated idiots who try to trick us into believing that optimism is solely for naive fools with no aptitude for critical thinking.

The visionary philosopher Buckminster Fuller said, “When I am working on a problem, I never think about beauty. I think only of how to solve the problem. But when I have finished, if the solution is not beautiful, I know it is wrong.”

To the entertainment criminals, Fuller’s perspective is heretical. With the know-it-all certainty of religious fanatics, they imply with every word and image they produce that there is rarely such a thing as a beautiful solution.

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DEMAND #7: I demand that the salesmen of degradation who pass themselves off as storytellers give themselves the challenge of creating engaging sagas whose plots are not driven by violence, alcoholism, abuse, suicide, prostitution, bigotry, lawsuits, greed, crashes, pathology, crime, disease, and torture.

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I heard an interview with the German film actor Udo Kier. He specializes in playing villains. “Evil has no limit,” he sneered, blustering like a naughty genius. “Good has a limit. It is simply not as interesting.”

How many times have I heard that idiotic cliche? Most everyone everywhere seems to agree with Udo Kier. And I’m in a tiny minority in my belief that evil is boring. There seem to be few thinkers, communicators, and creators who share my curiosity about exploring the frontiers of righteous pleasure and amusing truth and boisterous integrity.

Some pretenders do make counterfeit attempts: Hollywood producers who produce sentimental fantasies with artificially happy endings, advertising executives who sell the pseudo-positivity of narcissistic comfort, and New Age gurus who ignore the darkness with their one-dimensional appeals to sweetness and light.

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DEMAND #8: I demand that the demoralizing propagandists who impersonate objective reporters go ahead and confess that the acreage devoted to organic farming is increasing rapidly all over the world; that violent child abduction by strangers has dropped precipitously; that the birthrate among teenage mothers is the lowest it has been in decades; that most HMO executives now believe prayer and meditation can expedite the healing process; that vast supplies of frozen natural gas lie beneath the oceans, harboring more potential energy than all of the world’s oil reserves, and could be mined with the right technology; that if forced to decide between having a bigger penis and living in a world where there was no war, 90 percent of all men would pick universal peace; and that the giant timber company, Congolaise Industrielle des Bois, voluntarily agreed to stop cutting down trees in a virgin rain forest in the Congo.

DEMAND #9: I demand that the purveyors of despair who pretend to be dispassionate observers of the human condition go ahead and disclose that the 10 most beautiful words in the English language are chimes, dawn, golden, hush, lullaby, luminous, melody, mist, murmuring, and tranquil; that Greenland is literally covered with rubies; that Java sparrows prefer the music of Bach over that of Schoenberg; that math experts have determined there are 1.96 trillion ways to lace up your shoes; that the Inuit term for making love is translated as “laughing together in bed”; and that according to Buckminster Fuller, “pollution is nothing but resources we’re not harvesting.”

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The word “imagination” gets little respect. For many people, it connotes “make-believe” and is primarily the domain of children and artists. But the truth is that your imagination is the engine of your destiny. It’s the single most important tool you have in your daily campaign to be free. It’s the source of every act of liberation you will ever need to pull off.

That’s why it’s so disturbing to know that all over the planet, the imagination is deeply wounded—paralyzed by the media’s nonstop onslaught of toxic psychic waste. How can you generate images that energize you to create your highest good if your mind’s eye is swarming with dazzling yet vacuous and fear-inducing stories crafted by the most monumental brainwashing juggernaut in the history of the world?

To get a sense of the growing devastation, I suggest you wander around a grade school playground at recess. You’ll hear kids’ conversations overflowing with the degrading narratives they’ve absorbed from their favorite sources of information and stimulation.
I call this ongoing tragedy the genocide of the imagination. Because of it, many people cannot access their greatest magical power. They have forsaken the sanctity of their sacred temples, allowing them to be defiled with soulless images and stories that are at odds with their deepest desires. As a result they live incoherent lives corroded by chronic anxiety.

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DEMAND #10: When you’re too well-entertained to move, screaming is good exercise. Which is why I demand that you scream frequently whenever you’re soaking up slick crap generated by the imaginations of people who are devoted to money, power, and ego instead of love, reverence, and play.

DEMAND #11: Recognizing that the epidemic of sleep-deprivation and the widespread impoverishment of dream life play a key role in abetting the genocide of the imagination, I demand that you get at least eight hours of sleep every night.

DEMAND #12: I demand new video games with socially redeeming value, like a game called “NirvanaStorm,” in which players negotiate eight levels of Buddhist revelation with a character who resembles the Dalai Lama.

DEMAND #13: Since the genocide of the imagination is at least partly the result of men monopolizing the entertainment and news industries, I demand that women fill half of all jobs at ABC, MTV, CNN, NBC, PBS, NPR, CBS, FOX, Newsweek, Time, The Wall Street Journal, The New York Times, AP, Reuters, and USA Today. I further demand an affirmative action program for the image of God: From now on She must be depicted on at least 15 percent of all TV shows as an African American mother of four.

DEMAND #14: I demand a one-month global media fast. Avoid all newspapers, magazines, TV, movies, radio, and Internet for 30 days. Return to the primordial silence or else! To expedite purification during this time of renewal, I demand that you discuss your dreams with your loved ones every morning and gather your friends for storytelling circles every evening.

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If we hope to prevent the genocide of the imagination, we’ve got to perpetrate massive, mirthful attacks of pronoia. But we have to do it without acting like True Believers, because fanaticism is anathema to our cause. Our strategy is to be blithe and flexible as we learn not just to believe, but actually perceive the truth that life is a benevolent conspiracy designed to keep mutating our immortal souls until they’re so far beyond perfection that perfection is irrelevant.

We will succeed. We will overthrow the doom and gloom fixation and make the cause of zoom and boom irresistible. Our parties will be better than theirs. Our jokes will be funnier, our jobs more enjoyable, our lovemaking more revelatory. We’ll dream up tricks to create an environment in which it’s more fun and interesting to talk about wise bliss than clever cynicism.

We will build shrines devoted to righteous pleasure and amusing truth and boisterous integrity in the ugliest places we know. We will unleash praise and gratitude without regard for the taboos we shatter thereby. And we will perform senseless acts of altruistic chutzpah everywhere we go.

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DEMAND #15: I demand that if the disinformation specialists who masquerade as communicators intend to keep feeding their addiction to stories of misfortune and breakdown, they must give equal time to those of us who specialize in stories about redemption and renewal. That’s all I demand: Give us a mere 50 percent of the airwaves and pages and bandwidths.

SOURCE:  http://intergalacticgirl.com/?p=670

January 19th, 2011 – 5am – With my hip bag and carry-on of love, I was off.   I absolutely adore traveling alone.  The exhilarating feeling of not knowing exactly what is going to happen, but the exact knowing that it’s going to be even more magical that one could possibly comprehend, is my truest addiction.

I find great pleasure while sitting and observing the world buzz around me. And what better a place to watch the world buzz around than in an airport?!  Actually, I’m pretty sure the moon would have a much better  ‘world spinning’ vantage point… but that’s a completely different kind of adventure.

Onward with the story McDuff!  So there I be sitting, breathing, loving… venturing to a country for which I have learned so much about…  A country of another language.  Due to the crazy ‘work/sleep/work/work/nap/work’ cycle that I was caught up in right before take off, I didn’t have time to absorb any Spanish.  None the less, I wasn’t worried.  In fact, I was so looking forward to using other forms of communication, rather than words!

I’m going to halt this word flow right here… I could dive right into every nitty gritty glorious detail of my amazingly auspicious adventure… but I feel no need.  I sent love out to every corner and crevice I could conjure.  I opened my eye(s) up as wide as my spirit would allow.  And I submitted to the wild river of flowing divinity, just as she always asks us to do.

I expected nothing and gave an open heart. I received love and my soul caught fire.

Instead of words you will find below, my artistic representation of this joyous journey.

Costa Eu-Rica:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eOMTY0kOWdo

The Guaria De Osa Experience:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tNCZT5bEba0

The Yajé Way:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mt8qKjCIOI4

A special thanks goes out to the Guaria De Osa Family, Spectacular Secoya Friends and the other Variously Vibrant Visionaries.

&Most graciously, I raise my medicinally full gourd to the fellow Yajé Clan of Jan 2011.

‘Lleno de vida!’

Happy Re-Birthday All…

Signed Sealed and Delivered with Loads of Love —- Rainbow Kae.

Photo: Sir David Weisberger (Thanks!!)

This evening, my mother and I ventured out to the movie theater to view ‘The Black Swan’.
I really enjoyed the evening and reflected heavily on the theme.

Motivation.
Transformation.
Opportunity.
Manifestation.
Release.
Creativity.
Acceptance.
Death.
Rebirth.

All of these philosophies have several things in common. Specifically, they all require a great amount of change inspired from the desire of our inner most emotions.

As of late, I have been feeling like Nina, the main character in ‘The Black Swan’.

Practicing, practicing, practicing.  Opportunity arises to demonstrate learned skills.  Releasing ego, letting go of all expected restraints.  Taking center stage and falling into a semi-lucid dreamy state of existence.  Performing for your soul.  Playing the chosen part. Forgetting who-what-where-why one is.  Just knowing that it is wonderful not knowing.

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I’ve been feeling so in the groove and so out of place it makes me laugh.  An individual at work, upon disclosing my desire to live in a trailer an busker throughout North America, stated, “I am jealous of the fact that you’d do that Kaeli.”  I asked him why he was jealous.  He than said, “…because you wouldn’t worry about your social status, or what other people would say. I couldn’t do that.”

His statement made me think, a lot.  I never saw it that way… I never thought of WHY people DIDN’T live out of trailers and travel the world.  It just seemed like such a simple free idea.  We are so caught up with who we think we want to be because somebody else told us so.  Thus we all develop these simi-split personalities, covering up who we really want to be, even from ourselves.  This what I’d like to coin, the Black and White Swan syndrom.

Whelll…. I believe I am on the verge of merge.  Merging my inner black and white swans that is.

I am venturing down to Costa Rica come Tuesday for a total Spiritual, Emotional, Mental, & Physical makeover!

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I am guided by motivation to transform within every opportunity for which I manifest. I release my creativity and accept death to be reborn.

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I will learn remember how to fly.

Stay tuned, and frosty (of course)….  Do you think they’ll let me cross the boarded back home with some extra sunny-rays?

Till I return from the “The Little Amazon by the Ocean”…. have your self the sweetest of dreams… lesson filled nightmares… and lucid moon walks… may limitless light of chaos manifest into your reality…. And may we all recall how to dream up our realities!

P.S.  Check this out… WAH!  http://www.dreamcatcher.net/intergalacticgirl/

Ahaha… Have to share:

My mother is chatting on the phone and I over hear this one sided conversation, “Yeah, I hear that there is a new strain of the flu out there… H1N2 or something? It’s starting to sound like Microsoft, version 2, 3…”

Vista Virus anyone?

Oooh boy. She is such a clever, funny gal!

1. Voice/Sound Parties Musical Healing
2. Contently Silent Gatherings
3. Spoon-bending
4. Edible Cosmetic Circles
5. Mystical Lectures
6. House ‘Cleaning’ Swap (energetic & physical)
7. Philosopher Cafe
8. Moon Manifestations…

Also,  remember the Mitzvah philosophy… bettering other business for the betterment of oneself.

AND:

Witch Bulbs!!!

Let us all follow the 100th monkey down the yellow brick rabbit hole…

New Life GOALS:

1. To have 6000 goals…
2. To attend Burning Man 2011
3. To stand within a freshly designed cropcircle
4. To become a pure raw food-ist with magnificent food combining talents
5. To acquire a 13′ trailor and make that my permanent humble abode.
6. To purchase a mini jeep like car/truck thing which is AMAZING on fuel/per mile
7. To become financially independent of this monetary system
8. To stand on my head for an impressive period of time
9. To visit the Blue Apples
10. To establish a successful creation business, obtaining financial stability from artistic talent
11. To perform poetry, music, and art in major/minor cities and natural landscapes across the glorious globe (accepting tips or gifts if so rewarded)
12. To perfect silk screening skills; placing geometric patterns and crop circle shapes on all things possible
13. To travel to and sleep near Mt. Adams and Shasta
14. To travel down the west coast
15. To live in & around San Fransisco for a little while (in my mobile home of course… haha!)
16. To live on some Hawaii Islands…
17. To see a Honey Bee Swarm (from a safe distance of course)
18. To finish my future 4 self book for me-self on my 30th birthday…
19. To acquire a Mini Korg Piano, a converter/generator and a Rollar panel strong enough to power the piano, amp & mic. Basically to become a Sun-Man-Band!
20. To be vibrantly happy… ALWAYS & Forever. (starting yesterday)
21. To visit the land of the Monarch Butterfly’s
22. To inspire a fully flexible body… Gumby Kaeli… and to impliment magno-stretch tactics throughout the day & nuit!
23. To find my long lost soul brothers & sisters and realize they were always there all along
24. To experience Hot Air Balloons in action
25. To Hang Glide (maybe over the grand canyon)
26. To complete a Vipassana mind meld for 10+ days (No speaking, no eating, hardly moving)
27. To have long hair for a long time
28. To have dreadlocks
29. To shave my own head
30. To mix my own astral projection poetry soundtrack (1hr 30min long)
31. To play football in a mud field during a rain storm
32. Dmt, Peyote, ajaˈwaska, the heroic dose.
33. To attain enlightenment (again) (muhehehe)….reference goals #25, 23, 22, 21 and 20
34. To have breakfast with Rob Breszny
35. To dance infront of Xavier Rudd
36. To Gang Gang Dance again and again
37. To marry myself with self ceremony
38. To perform in a theatrical presentation of  ‘Waiting for Godot‘
39. To paint a gigantic rainbow explosion mural in Niagara Falls
40. To paint ‘The Human Race’ mural somewhere…
41. To facepaint for fun & funds
42. To spend an entire day on a nude beach
43. To experience surfing
44. To meet another Kaeli
45. To scuba-dive
46. To swim with dolphins
47. To witness the Green Flash of the Sun
48. To listen to some wild Howler Monkeys do what they do best (and if inspired, join right in on the action)
49. To attend a Starhawk activity
50. To eat wild sundried seaweed
51. To find some crow feathers
52. To meet a wild saw whet owl
53. To spend 24hrs on a park bench to see with eyes unclouded by fear
54. To visit the Church of Satan in San Fransisco… curiosity transcended the cat…
55. To hug a living red-wood.
56. To shimmy up a coconut tree… (and find a coconut surprise of course)
57. To watch a Condor soar
58. To continuously realize that I vote with my dollar.
59. To experience a Monolith or two…
60. To find myself an un-experienced quartz crystal to bond with
61. To watch a heard of wild horses
62. To love life so deeply that I faint (again) (in a safe environment of course)
63. To experience an elephant in a peaceful, connected, loving way for both of us
64. To visit as many places as my little heart desires and the syncronistic void inspires
65. To give and receive unconditional love from complete strangers (who really aren’t complete strangers of course) … Permanent random acts of kindness!!
66. To implement project ‘Fantastic’.  Whenever somebody asks ‘how are you?’ I shall now reply ‘FANTASTIC! And you?’. No matter what the circumstance.

Stay tuned for other goals now through 6000…hhahaha

(Lesson 2 – The Foundational Law – David ‘Avocado’ Wolfe)
“As ye sow, so shall ye reap” Galatians 6:7

Those seeds planted must return to us their kind – in abundance. This law knows no exception. The Law of Production does not bend for anyone.

The profound truth is: one thing does lead to another.

Excellent food choices lead to more excellent food choices. Excellent habits create a fertile ground for more excellent habits. Excellent decisions lead to more excellent decisions.

If you sow that which is beneficial to all, you will receive that which is beneficial to you. If you sow compassion for all animals, you receive the compassion of all animals.
If you sow beautiful living, you will receive a beautiful life. We have the choice as to what vibrations we send out into the cosmos.

Once the seeds are planted they sprout and grow into realities. They produce after their on kind and, with concentration and emotion, spread prolifically.

In The Dispersion Of Seeds, Henry David Thoreau wrote: “Though I do not believe that a plant will spring up where no seed has been, I have great faith in a seed. Convince me that you have a seed there, and I am prepared to expect wonders.”

Seeds are karmic substances; they have a potential, a destiny. “The seed is the word of God” (Luuke 8:11). If you wish to reap a different destiny in any area of your life in the future, you need to plant new, different seeds today. Seeds grow into plants, and plants grow fruits, and the fruits spread more seeds.

The most fertile soil in the world is found in the human mind. No matter what one desires, it is not until the idea-seeds are planted n the garden-mind with nurturing emotion that they will come forth. To get a high quality of change, we must choose the highest quality seeds and provide them with an abundance if carefully selected nutrients. Those idea-seeds tended with the greatest emotion will grow fastest and most abundant, perhaps even crowding out or overcoming weaker seeds. Strong emotion gives nourishment to thought seeds. Strong emotion sets seeds into vibration.

When you have an emotional thought, whether that thought is positive or negative, it will begin to materialize in your life. That is why it is so important to keep your mind focused with emotion on the things you desire, and off the things you fear. When the emotional desire for a thing is so intense that it illuminates every fiber of your being, then it shall be fulfilled.

As long as one nurtures the seeds of joy, achievement and destiny, these things shall follow in abundance; however, if the poisonous prickly weeds of doubt and fear are allowed to take possession of the garden, they too shall follow. Poisonous prickly weeds grown in the garden-mind lead to negativity, hopelessness, inferiority complexes and mental illness.

Growth, maturity, and reproduction are patterns in Nature. Planting demonstrates how things produce after their kind – it is the law of production in action. Use this knowledge now to begin cultivating with your garden-mind the seeds of exceptional health.

– This is a clip-ette from ‘THE SUNFOOD DIET’ David Wolfe –

Yum. I love life. Love me.

GOT A HIDDEN TALENT?

Are you the next Van Gogh? A Mozart-in-waiting? Try the Potentialist Predictor and discover your hidden skills.

That was a clip-ette from an ad on Facebook for which I just had the peasure of perusing! hahahhhaha….Those crazy 1940-50′s movies were all over the hover cars and ‘noodle strainer hat’ space suits for their 21st century time spins, but they forgot to predict the Potentialist Predictor!!

How’s my wordy world doing?  I miss you.  I miss the feeling of having my rainbow flow of creativity drizzle from my heart onto this very intergalacitc web canvas.  I was inter-net less for the last few moons.  But I’m back with a vengence! Striving to tackle down this very cyber sector.

To be frank, I have been rather disinterested in all things technical as of late.  I’ve gotten me-self a fine financial flow going these days.  Manifesting the mula has been my primary priority.  Unfortunately when I get in ‘work for money’ mode, I saccrifice my ‘creative’ brain time.  All’s well though.  I have completed a shift of brain wave.  Instead of repeating old thought patterns like, ‘gawsh, I could be doing something so much more productive with my time!’ or ‘I don’t even like money, why am I spending time for it?’ and deswitcher-ized my brain to pump out slogans like, ‘I love every friggen minute of my existence’ and ‘Holy Banana’s everyone I meet, no matter what circumstance, is an angel in disguise… giving me riddles to unlock the kingdom doors’.

Thus, I have successfully merged lucid dreaming with lucid reality.

However, I have also learned to keep my all time happ-eezz to an all time cool.  During the summer solstice I got sooo high that, inevitably, a soo low followed.  SO:  A nice humm happy vibe is my new strive.

Furthermore, there hast (aside: I don’t know when or where I started to use hast… but I just hast to! haha-st!) been a few new opportunities on the rise!    The LifeDrawing course offered at Niagara College was looking for modles for their art class, offering a competetive wage for such an amazing meditative experience.  I shall be starting that soon enough.  While I was there, I went to the washroom a few times (yes tI am building this up to a point).  To my dismay, the Niagara College Art Bathroom… was PLAIN!!!!  Whhhhuuuuugghhhh???  All these funky brains in one spot and nobody took the time to T.L.C. the washroom?  Whilst peeing I grabbed my mini sharpie which hang-eth from my key chain for (convinience purposes only) and kaeli-calligraph-ied the stall with the following:

‘Images in the mirror are far more beautiful than they appear’

The following statement has been a renegade art project I took on for some time now.  I’ve been posting stickers on every bathroom mirror across the continent.  But this time I signed it with ‘intergalacticgirl.com’ … I have not a clue why!?!  I usually try to rid my egotistical connection to such projects… but I almost felt the need to want to connect to the people that enjoyed the mini-art-piece.  Low and behold I get an email today from someone from the Niagara College Newspaper who found my website and wants to interview me.  Not gonna lie, I was a little intimidated at first.  The fact that a dear wonderful soul friend of mine got arrested for painting ‘be exellent to eachother’ on the sidewalk this summer…led me to think thoughts like, ‘maybe this is the security of niagara college trying to crack down on vandalism in the school bathroom stalls… haha’  or something of sorts.  Anyways, it is all so funny how it worked out.

My fellow radient roomie and I were discussing such things today.  We were specifically discussing 2012 and ‘The Change’ to come.  I believe that only ourselves can create this change.  And that is why I shant be afraid to spill my love everywhere, whether it is on the internet, on a side walk or sharpie-ed unto a bathroom stall wall (with or without ego-tism) … It is not vandalism… It is art. It is love. It is a masterpiece. A gift for the soul. It is how our souls communicate with us.

Those old-time movie makers were right!  We need not a Potentialist Predictor in the 21st century.  Everyone already HAS potential, we just have to put de-switcher-ize our minds from fear to love, as Bill Hicks proudly promoted.  Get crackin. Ask questions, and buy a mini sharpie so you can be ready to leave your soul a message wherever you travel!

Anyways, fun times had by all.  My eyes are getting droopy and I still have loads of photo’s to upload.  I got’z some good ones to share!! Ahh life.

Stay frosty my furry friends,

k.

P.S.  I have been dreaming of the San Francisco winds. Tasting them throughout the day actually.  I must be the number one travel promoter in Niagara for that fantasmic city!

Beta

Alpha

Gamma

Theta

Delta

K-Complex

Aside:  Isn’t it funny that all of the ‘sororities‘ are named after ‘brain waves’.

Anyways, onto my dream wave…..  whhhooosh.

Another aside:  I have been drawing on blissfull experiences throughout my life as a meditation practice, as of late.  I keep reverting back to when Sun Shan and I (Rainbow Kae) were lying on the beach in Folly, South Carolina.  The sun was shining, and the weather was sweet…. the ocean waves dancing at our feet.    (HAHA, oh Marley!)  And every once and awhile a nice big wave would flow right over our bodies as we giggled with absolute purity!!

OK.  Moving forward to my dream.  I have not really had many profound dreams in a while and then WHAM!  A little full moon solstice magic and a sprinkle of extra life business, equals holy Theta Waves batman!

It started off with a friend/coworker that I haven’t seen since living/working/being in Toronto.  We will name him J for secret identity’s sake.  J and I were located on the top floor of what seemed to be a San Francisco triple decker house… but right on the beach… the Pacific ocean waves were lapping at the shore and we were just chatting and watching the sun glide across the sky.   Then all of a sudden a HUGE WAVE which got bigger and bigger until it was as tall as the house came rushing at us.   It picked up the house and moved it sooo far in land.  We were both freaking out because the house was still in tact and the wave did not really have any effect other than ‘moving us’ to a different ‘location’.    Then we were talking about what just happened for a few minutes and then notice that ANOTHER wave was making it’s way…  At this time I started to feel a little nervous, but suspected that the same ‘outcome’ would occur.  Sure enough the wave just re-located the house farther into North America.   Then lots of family and friends joined in on the dream journey.   I noticed that when someone spoke negatively, or made fearful/untrue statements, they would be swept away by the ocean…  It was almost traumatic to see friends and family dragged away, but it helped me realize that the terrible nature of the wave would become real if one let it.  Otherwise, if you just flowed with it, it would just ‘relocate’ you as the ocean changed.   (hahahaha… yess… this WAS a dream I just had…. Fantastic eh??).  The pacific ocean waves carried us (and the house) across North America to the Atlantic…. then the Pacific waves receded, but the Atlantic waved picked up and started pushing us all the way back.  Not many friends and family were left by this time.

Then all of a sudden we became brave enough to venture out of the house because the torment of finding a spot to grab and hold onto became too redundant.  All of the survivors started to swim with the waves.  At this time I noticed that when in a positive, fearless mind, my body would either go right through the wave with no effect… or the wind riding the wave would pick me up out of the water and move me over the wave back to calm water.  Yet again I watched many drown… it was a nightmarish kind of dream…. However, greatly symbolic.  Wow.

Once all the waves died down and the land was barren… we found ourselves in a robot battlefield.   These gigantic robocop meets transformer beings started to throw bombs at each other to see/feel/experience how the disturbed air ‘waves’ of the bomb would effect us (the ocean wave survivors).   Everyone of the Ocean Wave survivors started to scream and yell at these robots.  Asking them to STOP throwing these bombs for play because we wanted to rest.  We were tired of being thrown around… tired of having to ‘relocate’ with these waves.

Also, I forgot to mention a neat fact about the ocean waves.  I noticed that when I would observe the water waves in action, if filled with calm loving thoughts, the thoughts would actually ‘call’ the wave into life… the wave was ALIVE and wanting to be experienced…. to touch the ‘bodies’ of us.

hahaa… how cool eh?  Anyways, I am super super busy… making up for lost time in the work department.  I work doubles today and tomorrow and then I’ll catch a wave rest on Sunday.

Stay tuned fellow surfers….

Sincerly,

K-Complex.

SOURCE:  http://intergalacticgirl.com/?p=635

What a perfect journey!  What a perfect life…

After driving for 8 hours, exchanging love and light with words and inner wisdom, Shannon and I finally started to listen to music.  The vibrating notes accelerated our InterGalactic Car adventure; we opted out of the rent-a-car, saving money and giving the little white putt putt a highway drive to remember!  In no time at all we were entering South Carolina.  All jokes aside, we were greeted with truckers honking their horns and smiling… random cars blowing kisses… big white smiles… and unlimited happy ‘vibes’.   We were excited and, like a tie-dye rainbow, I saw our aura’s expand all around PuttPutt (who has finally found her name: Ophelia, after the hurricane a few years back) causing a positive attraction ripple affect… we found shining happy people all around!

Our first destination was a fruit stand off Folly Rd…  And what did we find other than fruit you ask? HAPPY PEOPLE!!!  They were SOO nice… and when they found out we were from Canada they couldn’t believe it! hahha….  I love it… naturally nice (even though we have an accent) they were just honest to goodness!

Watermelon, Peaches, Plums oh my!  We were off to Folly Beach, block five….!

Sun Shannon and I were so excited by this time that I swear we were bouncing in and out of the Zero Point energy field… going where no quantum physicist has explained before! Gaahahah…  Then we were welcomed with the open waves of the ocean.

Laughing, singing and smiling on the beach for 5 hours can lead to a nice rouge skin tint… but we didn’t care… we were content!  We did not find Will at the beach (a friend and future SC tour guide extraordinaire), so we opted to find the organic grocery mart, Earth Fare, to pick up some delish’ greens for dinner!

Upon entering this earthly store, healthy looking shoppers aside, I could NOT believe the feeling… the love of health… the fresh, beautiful fruit!  ORGANIC!  EVERYTHING!  And this place was HUGE!!!  Like a super healthy grocery store… and it was FILLED with happy shoppers!  Aaaaahhhh….  We were delighted to say the least.  I should have gotten a video of the experience…  With our leafy greens and bright white smiles, we decided to find Will’s house…

The little white putt putt did it!!  She drove us all the way to Folly Beach!  I knew everything would be fine, just like I knew Hurricane Earl was going to treat us with wonderful weather.

As we arrived at destination Wills House, it started to sink in… We were IN SOUTH CAROLINA!!!  Ahhaa…  Shannon and I promised to be present in EVERY moment, because we knew that before long, we would be hoppin’ back in the car and heading home.  Anyways, at Wills house we enjoyed some wonderful laughs and stories and excitement for the days to come.  We ate a wonderful salad that Chef Shan made, and talked until it was time to see Tobabe Krew at the Pour House (later learning that it was also the Pour House’s birthday!)  Haha…  We danced for 5 hours straight that night… Woh.  So many happy people… so many FUNKY beats!

Dirty Feet Love da Beat.  Synchronicities GALORE!

Finally, after 16 hrs of driving, 5 hours of beaching, and 5 hours of dancing, we found ourselves resting our heads.  I slept on the most comfortable couch EVAR!!! Haha… It was great to sleeeep.

Then fresh fruit smoothies started the birthday morning!  I have officially completed 24 sun spins and look forward to 24 plus more!

We packed Wills truck for our camping adventure and headed out to a ‘secret location’.  Upon arrival at this mysterious place, I was filled with some fantastically bizarre feelings.  It was called the ‘Angel Oak’… apparently one of the oldest living organism east of the Mississippi River. Shannon and I stood at the outer perimeter of the tree for several minutes… I was so filled with love and gratitude that I could hardly move forward.  But as I wandered around the beautiful creature, the feeling grew out of control… I am sure you can see why.

After leaving a beautiful offering to the tree, we were off to the boat! (I haven’t been on a boat since I was 10 or so… so this was going to be AWESOME!!). We stopped off at Whole Foods (another amazing Organic Store) to gather our fresh dinner for our beach adventure.

After packing the boat we jumped in the marsh like river… I just couldn’t get used to the idea that every place we’d swam had SALT water… ahhaa… Fun Fun Fun!   Then we got to sun bathe on the boat… and let the wind dry our hair!  After 5 or so minutes, making our way to the ocean, I saw a dolphin!!!   And after boating around, we found a pod of about 15-20 dolphins… they were right in front of the boat. Best Birthday to Date! Ahhh…  Dolphins, Beautiful Birds, Funky Fish, Wild Sea Shells… What could possibly be next?

We headed to this cool little island which we would camp on that night.  It was party boat central! There even were these two ladies selling burrito’s on their jet ski’s!

As the sun started to set, all the other boats headed home, we unloaded our tents and other goodies….  We found a path through the island to the other side… however, it was riddled with spiky cacti (self removal of cacti spikes in our legs was an intense experience) and clouds of hungry mosquitoes!   The mosquitoes’ decided to invite themselves to the birthday dinner… That was ok though, we covered ourselves as best we could and enjoyed our swiss chard dill lentil wraps!  Yummmmmmmy.  Then I got to open the most beautiful present… a photo montage… a love story… a life story… a memory capsule…  It came with a beautiful necklace (Peruvian turquoise) and a cluster of amethyst.  Birthday Beauty!   Then we went for a nightly shark tooth hunt… We didn’t find any sharks teeth, but it certainly helped divert the billions of mosquitoes from a skin feast. Then sleep.

That morning the sun whispered in my ear, ‘I’m about to rise’… and rise I did.  Then Shannon skipped along and we welcomed the ocean waves with a morning swim.  The dolphin’s were in the distance, joining us with the sunrise.  After awhile, a crazy helicopter flew from beyond the ocean… taunting our sun kissed bodies….  lower and lower… I was a little worried…  then it flew off and sprayed the entire island with chemicals.  Woh.

After that shocking event, we skipped along merrily to find some sharks teeth and glorious shells! Manifestations!

Then we packed up our tents, sharp teeth, & shelled goodies… then headed for the boat!

After surfing the waves for a while, Shannon and I had our first PLUFF MUD experience! But no matter how many words I could possibly string together… nothing would come close to explaining those magnificent moments.

After washing off the PLUFF MUD, we headed home to find some bicycles for a Charleston SC adventure.  It was so interesting biking through such a historic city.  I felt as if I was travelling through the 1800’s and 2010 simultaneously.  The history.  The freedom. The suppression.  The beauty. The ugliness. The completeness of it all.  It was wonderful.  We found ourselves a beautiful restaurant to enjoy a delightful dinner, and then we continued to wonder about the city, filling our eyes with stupendous structures and pleasant plant life.

To close out the evening, we made our way back to Folly Beach to watch the sunset. Tired and full of memory, we headed home. It was our last sleep in South Carolina, and wonderful it was.  Our entire journey was filled with fluffy clouds and blue skies, lovely weather and breezy winds.  We did not have time to learn the way of wave surfing, but we were so grateful for EVERYTHING we experienced.

I awoke early to make food for the long ride home.  We planned to stop off in Asheville before heading home; so Shannon and I packed up after our morning smoothie.  I was a little hesitant because Ophelia the Putt Putt was making some odd noises, but in my heart I knew she’d pull through.  Four hours later, after leaving Charleston, we arrived in Asheville.  It reminded me of San Francisco minus the rolling hills.  We stopped off at the Laughing Seed to eat our lunch/dinner and then walked around for a bit. It was a funky city, but we noticed that the general overly happy positive vibration of everyone was not the same as the friendly Folly Beach folk we were used to.

Then we headed home, discussing, reflecting, and receiving guidance.  It was such an amazing ‘aligning’ trip.  Speaking of aligning, apparently on my birthday (September 4^th) Jupiter and Uranus were in sync.  Shannon and I were in sync.  Life is Beautifully in sync!

10 hours later with minimal sleep we arrived home.  It was 8am and we were FULL of energy.  I had to work at 3pm that day and I just couldn’t find rest!  We discovered that one of our shells had a ‘stow away’ inside.  It was a little hermit crab.  Luckily, we found him a home at a local pet store where he was greeted with lots of new friends.

Then I had to work.  Ease back into life as I know it.  To be honest, it has been hard.  Living freely with the sun, waves and air… then going back to bills, cold and unhappy people…  Weird.

None the less, living, growing and manifesting the future.  The future of the perma-smiles and perma-vacation!  AND FRESH FRUIT ALL THE TIME!!!

With love light and life… this is Kaeli Signing off!  Have yourself a delightful evening!

To view the video montage of our South Carolina adventure, visit:

In reality, the diseases caused by poverty (such as transmittable diseases, malnutrition, diarrhea, parasites, etc.) are much easier to control than the diseases of civilization (such as cancer, cardiovascular diseases, and various types of sclerosis).  —- Survival into the 21st Century by Viktoras Kulvinskas

Isn’t that just so very brilliant?  So very well put?

I just completed a 21 day water fast.  I have had ‘water fast’ on my to-do list for a rather long time now… and viola, before I know it  21 days FLY by and there is a watermelon right infront of me waiting to be ingested.

It was such an amazing experience for every aspect of my life.  Returing to ‘normal’ life has been the biggest of challenges though.  So many people I have been encountering say ‘woh, you are glowing… what did you do?’ and when I tell them, they just don’t know what to say.  The most common response is ‘I could never do that…’.  But really, ANYBODY can… EVERYBODY SHOULD!  :-)

The quote I posted at the beginning of this entry was found in the middle of my fast.  When I read it for the first time I had to peel my jaw off the ground.  It reflected every internal feeling I was having throughout the entire ‘healing’ aspect of the Lyme Disease (or whatever we want to call it).

After successfully completing such an amazing internal healing journey, and then jumping right back into life as I know it helps to expose the want and greed … & the lack o’ need!

On Friday I had the pleasure of attending a concert in Toronto (David Grey, and Ray Lamontange)…

…While at this concert, watching everyone consume alchohol, sodium and refined sugar… and then having to sit in the little plastic seats… not really being able to move and flow with the river of musical notes hitting my body….  It really hit me.  The future hit me… the past hit me… the very present moment… the choices I have to make… they all hit me!

Anyways… I think I lost the flow of this entry while trying to find a Ray & David vid to share…  I am sure you get my drift… and if you don’t… you will soon.

I send love and light to everything and everywhere all at once!

:-D!

Here are some shoot shots of my PA Detox adventure avec mon petit putt putt and the underwater cam cam!

En-joy de vivre!

Ahh.  I really feel great.

The best part about feeling not so great… is waiting for that moment when you realize that you finally feel great again!  Yay.  I am at the best part once more….

And you know what makes that best part even better???

This:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EzgABxxKDj8

Here is an intesting fact…  When I listen to music… I tend to over listen… although to me it is certainly not over listening.   When I find something I like…. I just can’t stop listening to it…. and ‘Bill Hick’s – The Moon is Smiling‘ falls into one of the most listened to YouTube vids, for me.  In fact, it says that there are about 4000 views… I bet I represent at least 1000 of those!!! hahahhahahah  ….  Within the last 2 days I have re-listened to it another bajillion times!!!

Ok.  That is all I feel the need to share for now…  The moon, my pillow, and the astral dancing worlds are calling…. but stay tuned cause this little online blog/zlog/shmog is in for a BIG update soon!

K.2the.smiling

So, for the past week (today is our official anniversary)  I have been experiencing some very intense migraines/back pain/ and lymphatic swelling.   It has significantly gotten worse throughout the week… and today the Migraines made their way back from last Wednesday night.   I consulted with Yoda,  A Philosopher, A Healer, A Vita Woman, The Tribe of Children of Sorts, The Labyrinth, The Astral Worlds, My Higher Self…. and still Confuzzled I am!   I even resorted to going to the emergency at the hospital (baaaad idea)…  I left after three hours with tears in my eyes and no such relief.

What a SICK place! Everybody there was unhealthy, overweight and over worked!  As soon as I left I started to feel much better.

Anyways… I am trying to piece the puzzle back together.  I practically slept 80% of my week days away.   I suppose that I need to slooooowww right down in order to get the clock tickin’ again.  But sheesh!

Yesterday, upon connecting with Yoda… we concluded that quit work I shall!!   My spirit does not deserve to be over worked like it has been.  And worry money not!  Everything will be A.O.K!

While having a dream late afternoon *during a migraine* this is what my subconscious spoke of:

I found myself Sitting on a beach with all of my lovely consious compassionate friends.  We were enjoying a potluck, music peaceful party jam of sorts.  All of a sudden these huge (almost steiroid deformed) humans arrived.  They were dressed in dark cloakish things.  There were so many of them they surrounded the beach.  Like an army, they started to infultrate and arrest everybody.  We didn’t really move.  Some guy finally makes his way over to my dear friend Byrd (we will call her for the sake of privacy).   Scary guy scans Byrds face with some machine and says, ‘Byrd Free, we have every right to be interrogating you for we see that you have a lot of debt.  Then they start carrying us off one by one.

They start to ‘suck information from our heads with these machines.  As they ‘downloaded’ the information from my head (which felt awfully like the gigantic debilitating headache I was having at the actual time) I realized that what they were looking for wasn’t there.  All that they found was love, care, compassion and comfort for all… and love!  I didn’t seem to mind that they ‘stole’ this information from us.  I knew it would grow back in all of us, and it would ‘infect’ their tribe with all things wonderful.

Yay.

I also had a dream that I was searching for the pee-room!  hahaha I had to go pee in my dream!!!  I don’t know if I ever had one of those before!!  Of course I would have a pee dream!

Weeird.

Ok… well to close out this wonderful little wordy-ness I leave you with some additions to the family!   I was visiting Hey Gettysburg in Gettysburg when most of these photo’s were taken…  Enjoy Mes Amis!

xoxoxo

Stay Frosty.

K.2the.KoolCat!

(Biglerville Fire Flies)

Muah!

My beautiful Rainbow roomie has this tiny little book of daily thoughts and affirmations right beside the toilet. I pick it up every once and awhile to see what the day says…

Today’s was great, about releasing ‘blocked energy’ which resonates with me so much it is astonishing…
This is what today says:
July 2nd
Blocked energy can be released
Creative power has to filter through our beliefs, attitudes, emotions, and habits. The more negative and constricted our beliefs and patterns are, the more they block the creative energy. Most people hope that by ignoring negativity, it will go away, but the reverse is actually true. Through recognizing, acknowledging, and experiencing it, the blocked energy can be released. You are then free to replace it with positive beliefs and attitudes.
Through recognizing and acknowledging my blocks, I release and clear them.

And tomorrow reads…
(aside: oh Kaeli of tomorrow do this lesson today!)

July 3
A clearing process
Here is a basic clearing process that you can use to clear out negative beliefs in order to attain a goal. First, state your goal in the form of an affirmation. Second, write “The reasons i can’t have what i want are:” and then start listing every thought that comes into your head. Third, decide which of the negative statements have the most power over you, and make a mark by those. Write an affirmation to counteract each one. Meditate on these affirmations every day along with your original goal.
‘I am now clearing my negative beliefs’.

I like it. It will be a challenge!

Stay tuned,
k.2the.reflection

It is funny.
Working.
and Being.
Together.
Sometimes it takes so much energy Being at work.

I came across Eden Ahbez the other day.
Amazing.

I look forward to the never ending days of working on Being.

A bright and beautiful breathing being!

Check out this tubular portrait that my little roomie Jade made:

Kaeli

Eating;

Jade

Drawing.

Love it.

I feel so peculiar today.  Almost as if I am detoxing my brain from over working.   I have felt this way before, in fact, anytime that I feel under the weather it happens to be when I over do myself.  Overwork. Over analyze. Over indulge. Over Look. Over Come.  Release!

I crave to play guitar… piano… paint… write… but it feels like a mental mountain to climb in order to get there…

Weird. haha…

I am glad to be alive though!  The things that are happening are so perfect; it is beyond perfect!

Ok well I am going to go and pick up my Uke and strum a little.  Then maybe watch a little drunvalo…. and then dream of Pennsylvania! Muah ah haaa!

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`I am a being of Heaven and Earth,
of thunder and lightning,
of rain and wind,
of the galaxies,
of the suns and the stars
and the void through which they travel.`

Eden Ahbez

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…and we all kick the bucket in the end, my friends…

:-)

You know, saying ‘kick the bucket’ makes the whole idea that much more jovial.

You know what else is jovial?  Having fun at work.

Today at my favorite place to work ( Mide Bistro ),  I conducted my very own (and first) open mic jam.  Low and behold this fella comes a’ wonderin’ in and breaks out his violin to accompany me during my ‘Ground Control to Major Tom’ cover, as well as ‘Can’t Hold Out- Elmore James’ (a 12 bar blues special)… ehehe… Love it!  And then, my other serving job calls me in…  I can’t even try to lie to somebody, and the truth is not widly accepted when people are in a pinch.  Anyways to make a long story short I just got off work.   Heh, playing guitar all day and then serving lots o’ people = KaeliZombie.     This KaeliZombie was bringing food to the table and ssssawooop slipped on the floor (and with ninja quickness, regained her footing… however, the BBQ chicken burger and fries FLEW across the restaurant…

AAAAAAAAAHahHAHAHA…. Soo funny.  One of the other servers started to cry laugh… and then that started the

whole thing… I love it when people laugh!  And I was so tired that I couldn’t stop.   It was so funny…

I’ll draw you a picture… As tired as I might think I am… I needed to draw and scan the picture… Funny enough it only took 5min to compose!  Sometimes I really enjoy technology!

Whell… what else is new in the land of Kaeli?  I moved in with a wonderful bunch of rainbow beings!  Ahh… today we played music the whole morning practically… the kids are so cute… I’ll get a family photo soon enough…

Anyways,  I think I am off to dream land now…  Although I have been finding it difficult to actually recall my dreams during waking state… holy heck have they been busy!  Not to mention, I have discovered that I have a knackt for remote viewing… especially during the late afternoon while trying to take a refresher siesta!

Also, I wanted to add more phab foto’s to the photo graphic collection….

Enjoy mon amis!

Of course I could be editing video, cleaning,  or being more task productive… but honestly, this kind of fun keeps me going!

C’est Fini!

Muax.

K.

http://www.superherosupplies.com/

Ahaha….