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April 3, 2009 - Friday 
* To do without doing requires patience and trust in yourself, your vision, and your right to succeed.

* Patience can be tested and tested time and time again, for it is an important tool for peace and creation and is somehow easily forgotten.

* Separate fact from fiction using only your inner sensors of love and fear.
Realize: all that you know is mere brainwashing unless you learned it from first-hand experience.

* Nothing is as it appears and all is exactly as it seems. Take off your glasses.

* Move slowly with purpose and conviction and the others will catch up.

* You will be rewarded handsomely for the courage to be yourself

* TAKE RESPONSIBILITY

* Sometimes love means being FIRM! Do not be a doormat. Love yourself.

* Do not allow your burdens to become the burdens of others, for it may create a bond of drama, control, false need and manipulation.

* Alcohol stunts the ability to see and lowers electrical vibration. Marijuana brings the focus to the head and is good when you feel flighty but counter-productive when you are properly centered. Speed lowers vibration and draws others of lower vibration into your life; it is the opposite of spiritual evolution; de-evolution.

* Flowing water empowers. Land masses protect. Love cannot be penetrated.

* Communication with love and without fear is always heard correctly.

* Magic is the opposite of what we've been taught. Magic is the true pure reality and has been hidden by forms of illusion.

* Each and every 'thing' in this world is made up of pos/neg ions vibrating at different frequencies. These ions exist in a very pure form in the air that we breathe. You breathe the ions into your body, your body exchanges oxygen for carbon dioxide, a simple change in the organization of ions, a simple change in the vibration, and we exhale, thus creating the world, the ions, the vibration of the world around us. ~The vibration within creates the world in which you live~

* BREATHE WELL. BREATHE LOVE. BREATHE JOY. And now... exhale***-+-++--+***
November 10, 2008 - Monday 

I realized yesterday that I have been in short supply of giggles and general silliness for the last 2 months..... so... where to find the giggles....

Dancing for 4 hours straight to Hairyapes BMX... that makes me giggle.
The movie the Jerk.... TONS of giggles.
Riding on a Harley.... more like a squeal of delight.... definitely works for me.
Making fresh whipped cream for my coffee... delightful giggles.

What else?!? Ahh... fireflies..... we'll see them soon, n'est pas?

I wouldn't mind some jokes. They work pretty well. Send 'em this way and keep 'em coming! Mercie beaucoup!

And, if you can't seem to remember the last time you giggled like a kid, do yourself a favor. Make yourself a list of silly stuff and get to work. The sillies are what keep our hearts young and our bodies healthy and vibrant. Cartwheels in the park, anyone? How bout cake?

October 31, 2008 - Friday 

Solitude


I have come to the conclusion that solitude, through communion with the Self, the Universe, and the Mind, breeds 'insanity', or, in my view, the ultimate realm of individual/universal truth. The very few people I have encountered that have experienced a long period of solitude have a type of magic in their souls that can not be duplicated by any other means. They see through this 'reality' and can hear such subtleties as a pin drop within another's charade.

To achieve this inner truth, one is usually cast, through external influence, into the undesirable circumstance of absolute separation, for few human beings will intentionally create for themselves a situation of complete solitude.

In this solitude, the mind chatter rages. It screams. It begs. Then, finally, it retreats back into the mind's sanctuary of false fear, leaving the stage bare, purified; prepared for the voice of the soul.

This is the stage on which the mold of society's fear riddled reality is peeled away, layer by layer.
This is the stage on which the definition of society's fear riddled label of insanity is made real.
This is the stage on which the truth of the individual supersedes the falsities of the collective.
This is the stage on which true living may begin.


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the stage of the soul


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the magic that lies within individuality


"...the spirit of one individual can supersede and dismiss the entire clockworks of history."

Okay. I'm gonna give that to you one more time. Read it slowly and absorb it's implications.....

"...the spirit of one individual can supersede and dismiss the entire clockworks of history."

Who here doesn't see this as truth? Who here doesn't see their own purpose?!? Well, wake up! Turn off your TV and figure out who you are already! You just might be hiding the secret formula within that foolish head of yours. Figure it out.....

"Our individuality is all, all, that we have. There are those who barter it for security, those who repress it for what they believe is the betterment of the whole society, but blessed in the twinkle of the morning star is the one who nurtures it and rides it, in grace and love and wit, from peculiar station to peculiar station along life's bittersweet rout."

Quotes belong to Tom Robbins and can be found in his amazing book Jitterbug Perfume

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alexis' 2cents
perfection


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Perfection


It is not in the pursuit of perfection that we humans fail. It is in the inability to see that we ARE perfect exactly the way we are.

"I'm not perfect... so be it...." I have met many people who use this statement as an excuse to be rotten humans. The truth is, we are all perfect creations. We are as perfectly formed as the intricate details of a budding leaf. It is the idea of perfection that must be revisited.

Being perfect does not mean having a great body (who the heck told us being a tooth pick with a huge chest or a lean muscle machine was perfection? Why do we believe in the mainstream version of perfection?!?) nor does it mean maintaining a lasting relationship (some are presented in our lives to be no more than a brief stepping stone to our greater potential... wonderful at the time, possibly painful in the end, but always enlightening) or a lasting job (Eghads.... human perfection is not displayed by staying in a stifling situation... enduring unhappiness is not a sign of strength... it's a sign of hopelessness and disrespect for your spirit.)

I am not here to propose the definition of perfection. I only present my ideas on the subject.

I have an idea that perfection involves being completely at peace with the universe around you and with yourself. I have an idea it involves the ability to love unconditionally anyone and anything (INCLUDING YOURSELF.) I have an idea it may involve detachment from outcomes, turning desires into mere preferences and maintaining inner peace whether your desires play out or not (this requires the knowledge that you will be more than okay no matter what situations arise and the understanding that, no, you do not know what is best for yourself or for anyone else, so let go and just let it ride as it will.)

Life is a beautiful experiment. Play with it. Learn from it. Never allow yourself to live in a loop, repeating the same actions day in and day out, or you will miss the entire point of living. And, know that you were perfectly created in every detail for one reason alone.....to carryout your life's purpose. Trust this.

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Life's Unnecessary Struggle

October 24, 2008 - Friday 
It is a natural reaction for a person to respond with outrage and contempt to any idea that threatens his/her belief system. It is a terrible mistake to allow this initial reaction to inhibit the consideration of other ideas.

As I study the world around me, I am driven to discuss my findings with others. Above all else, I am aware that I don't know everything. At least, every time I hold on to something as fact, I later find… sometimes much later… that I had been struggling to defend an illusion all along. We all make mistakes in life. They are necessary. When we learn from our mistakes, we cease to repeat them through becoming stronger more effective humans. New ones will arise, of course; that's what keeps life interesting… But I digress….

Every person has had a life time of experiences to mold his/her unique point of view. What this means to us: In any given day, tens, hundred, thousands of life times worth of experience and knowledge are at our fingertips.

The life experience of our fellow humans is an incredible resource. It is a fast, easy way to discover new information about any topic we choose. That, in and of itself, should be a great motivator. The wealth of knowledge waiting to be obtained through open discussion, however, is hidden within the very act of the discussion itself. There is a factor involved in spontaneous open-minded debate that is very important and hugely overlooked:

The ability to calmly listen to other points of view and actually consider them requires higher level thinking, The act of visualizing an alternate idea from beginning to end and then giving merit to the trueness of said idea based on this consideration requires incredibly abstract thought. Many of us have become comfortable in our worlds and have slowly allowed our highest levels of abstract thought to lie dormant… muted by the hypnotic drone of our television. Through discussion, this level of thinking comes easily.

While honing an ability to think outside the confines of our personal experience is an incredible teacher, it is through the act of verbalizing our ideas that true knowledge comes. Explaining our truths to others requires great introspection. Before an idea can be verbalized, it must first be visualized with the mind and analyzed with completeness. The beauty of this process is that it requires that we check and re-check our own belief system. This could very well be the highest level of abstract thought possible. I have found that I actually teach myself through the act of organizing and compartmentalizing my thoughts aloud. More importantly, it is through this process that I am able to discover previously overlooked faults within my 'truths' and reasoning.

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(I need a break.... more to come later....)

October 19, 2008 - Sunday 
It begins with a recognition that something is just not right; society; the explanations given as to why the world is as it is and why we are to do the things we do; a recognition that those in power (government, church, schools) do not actually have the best interests of the people in their hearts when they create and enforce their laws; a recognition that the only force truly governing your thoughts, feelings, actions is You: your heart, your mind.

It begins with a simple recognition that leads to the rejection of old ways, soon replaced with curiosity and critical thinking. It begins with a recognition that leads to rejection, allowing for self rule, self education. You begin to experiment and are led to discover that universal truths about energy and love are the only factors our existence rests upon. Everything down to the smallest crumb is made up of love
and all else is ILLUSION.

This is how it will begin; the life of an awakened human being
October 17, 2008 - Friday 
I recently posted a blog entitled Distractions, but it was rather negative, so I removed it shortly after. Negativity is no way to share a message with others. So I have stepped away, gathered my thoughts, and came to the conclusion that, as is true for everything else that exists in this world, distractions may be both positive and negative.

It is important to recognize the need for positive distractions. A positive distraction is necessary any time you are finding yourself over thrown by the voice of your ego. If you are stressed from work, worried about a relationship, freaked out about money... any time you feel threatened and allow the voice of panic to supersede the voice of your heart, of your true spirit, it is time to step away and find a happy distraction. Go play disk golf, climb a tree, jump on a trampoline, eat cake in the park.... whatever you have to do to get completely out of your element and be happy like a child... go do it. Allow yourself to laugh out loud. For, when you allow yourself to be fully present, not caught up in ideas, but completely caught up in the moment, you will find a place within yourself where it all just makes sense. Every answer to every question exists in that place. Go find it.

As for negative distractions... this is the voice of panic that I mentioned earlier. If you ever notice your voice of panic creeping in, listen to it for just a moment... listen to it long enough to hear what it is saying. I guarantee to you that the subjects that are being dissected in every imaginable way by the panicked voice of ego within your head are the very things that are distracting you from your life's purpose. This is the nature of the voice. It challenges you to step away from your thoughts of 'reality' to evaluate your true understanding of what it is to be a human being. If you are stressed out about work, maybe your true self is begging you to evaluate whether or not this is what you really want to be doing with your time. The same goes for stress within a relationship. I'm not saying that you are to simply walk away from these things. I am merely suggesting that whatever is being mulled over by your mind chatter needs to be acknowledged and harmonized. As much as you might not want to see it, these are the things that are the most dangerous in our lives, to our journey. Anything that is bringing you stress and pain rather than joy is greatly impeding the forward movement of your growth. And, more often than not, the distractions are the very thoughts themselves. The way we process information can easily be our biggest obstacle. So, listen to this voice long enough to hear what it is saying, but not long enough to believe it to be true. Then, go find your positive distraction. Go laugh out loud, find your jolly place, and then ask yourself what you are supposed to do next. The answers are right there waiting to be heard.

October 13, 2008 - Monday 

I refuse to utter false words. Period. I am an open book because hiding the crap takes too much effort and causes cancer. The great gift of human consciousness is that we have a choice in all we do. If you want to live in your comfortable world of false pretenses, jaded walls, and ulcers, go for it. I am choosing to opt out of the whole cancer and ulcer scene, but do let me know how it works out for you.

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On another note... my dear blog readers... I get a lot of emails from you telling me how much you appreciate my writings. If you would, please post your ideas here on the page... you know... comments.... A great part of why I write this stuff is so that others don't feel alone on their journeys. If they hear from you as well, it will be all the more validating and, who knows, you might have some words of wisdom to shed light on what I've missed.

thanks, peace, love and light,
Alexis

November 4, 2007 - Sunday 
It's always changing. It's always beautiful. Even when it's scary.

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Being a spontaneous creature, drawn to magic like a child drawn to 'why', I often find myself the lone observer of the incredible. My early youth granted my ability to see that all of this..... all of it... is an illusion. The only thing that is real is your feeling about this moment; your love for this moment and for yourself. My early youth granted the freedom to see.... that I could die tomorrow. I could. And, my last breath better be magic. So, I have given my life over to the observation and admiration of the incredible. I am the observer of sunsets, of children licking ice cream from their pudgy arms, of butterflies and birds sending messages like morse code through the flapping of wings, of nervous couples wooing their first kiss....

I will begin my chronicle of random beauty.

November 3, 2007:
I am bored. I am broke. I live in a town where importance is measured by the price of your sunglasses and age of your manicure. I have neither and am grateful. I realize the opportunity granted to me by these conditions. Nature is a welcome friend in times of boredom and broke-ness.

It's 4pm and the sun is already getting sleepy, as it does in Arizona (I think if it just learned to throw less rays in a day it might hold up a lot longer than it does, but I digress.) Camel Back Mountain looks to be within arms reach from my apartment. I climb in my trusty Ford pickup and head toward the cool shade. I have discovered a cave and, after taking the last puff from my peace pipe, I gracefully scramble up, then down, then up the path toward my private grotto, hauling a bottle of water, a pack of cigarettes, a Tom Robbins book, a pad of paper, and a pen along the way.

Once safely sheltered inside the cool damp cave I find a few grooves in the wall, nestle myself into them, and am pleased by my ability to lie up the length of this stone wall and look out upon the grotto below. I allow my eyes to follow the ridges, the nooks, and crevices, imagining the tribes, the creatures, the stories that have inhabited this cool damp cave before me. The coolness of the rock has begun to seep into my skin and I notice the clouds are beginning to change; brilliant blue, electric pink, like banners of the gods proclaiming the beauty of change. A thought of gratitude enters my mind. I am grateful. My life has always been and will always be a string of moments like this. Moments like these.... these moments could make their way into a jail cell, should I ever find myself in such a predicament.

As if I had not experienced enough of Mother's beauty within that hour.... before this private thought of gratitude could reach completion..... my eyes were ripped from the sunset and thrust upon the wall above my head......  locked in horror by the sound of blood curdling screams growing louder and hungrier and more and more desperate until.... finally.....

A colony of nearly 200 bats funneled through one of my beloved crevices, 40 feet from where I lay up the length of the cool ancient wall. Their wings ripped through the silence, their hungry screams pierced my ears, a black ribbon of spontaneity flying through the air above my head, observed by my eyes, by my ears, by the goosebumps along my arms only, reminding me that... life... it's always changing... it's always beautiful... even when it's scary.............

I love bats.
April 4, 2007 - Wednesday 
A Sunset in California ~ A tour of I-10

The suns sets behind mountains and crashing waves.
The clouds mimic this brilliance while the smooth wet sand captures it's image in full
framed by the rising tide and a row of scattered sea shells.

The colors of Mother saturate my world for just a moment,
capture my being for just a moment,
remind me of what it is to live... for just a moment,

---before returning me to the make-believe world of deadlines, highways, and hotels.

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A sunset in New Mexico - a tour of I-10

Mountains surround me from every angle like hunters on the prowl
devouring my burdens and fear
until all that remains is Mother in all her glory.

There is no distinction between sky and land;
the crest of dirt sea... pulled by the current of smoke and air.
And, while this road may go on forever, it appears it will dead end
into an ocean of dichotomies,

fire and water co-existing
in the day's final harmony.

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A sunset in Arizona - a tour of I-10

I am convinced that the mountains here are for display purposes only; these brown, dirt mountains without water, trees, life. There are no small roads winding and weaving within them, no day spent exploring their mysteries. They have no mysteries. There is no life here outside of snakes, scorpions, and other creatures crawling out of decaying cacti to bite your ankles.
Still, the purpose of these mountains is not wasted; their purpose comes alive with the glowing embers of the setting sun. To sit upon a foothill in Phoenix and watch the sun's decent beneath the horizon of the gods...... their purpose shall not be wasted.
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A sunset in Florida - the chronicles of a solitary traveler


The sun is setting and the gulls scream to the sky, pleading for one hour more of this glorious day. The tide is higher than I remember and my thoughts briefly turn to the coolness in the air. Mother Nature, water/sky, hand in hand.
I search for a stick to make my mark in the wet sand, but can find none.

So, I sit..... listening to the water crushing the shore line, to children shrieking with pleasure as the cold water glides across their sandy toes, to lovers speaking softly as though nothing else can exist but this moment and....... I sit..... and I can not help but feel this aching......

I sit without so much as a stick here by my side. A sunset on Clearwater beach and not even my cold camera can share this with me.
So, the sun sets, the gulls remorsefully quiet their calls , the children's giggles fade away as the lovers drift into the night seeking solitude.... leaving me here without so much as a stick to leave my mark on this moment................... Alexis was here.........
January 4, 2007 - Thursday 
I have posted this blog on and off for the last couple of years. I post it because it contains ideas that I feel are important. I mean, even if you don't agree with me, at least I have inspired some thought on the subject. But then, I remove it. I read it and it sounds preachy. Who am I to say what's what? One of the few things I know for a fact is that I just don't know.... ya know? Regardless.... I feel we're all here to do our part to make the world a better place. If my muse has whispered these things in my ear, it's for a reason and I am not one to judge. All I ask is... please, at least think about this stuff... especially the blurb about children. If nothing else, please think about them.


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children...........evolution

Are you aware, I mean, really aware, of the fact that our children are the key to evolution? Do you realize that it is up to us to teach them, guide them, nurture them into beings greater than ourselves so that they teach, guide, and nurture their children into greater beings and on and on and on until... one day... human beings will actually evolve?

Why is it that so many people practically ignore their child while they are young, only to punish them for not behaving they way they should when they are older?

LISTEN TO YOUR CHILDREN!!!!!!!!!!! They usually know what they need better than we do. When your child is saying something... listen to them. Try with all your might to understand them. And love them with everything you've got. Teach them to love their self unconditionally, so that they may love others the same way. Teach them that they are perfect as they are, and that they are beautiful. Do not instill the shame and doubt in them that your parents instilled in you. (And, by the way, you are perfect as you are as well.) Teach them to see the world through the eyes of others, to understand other points of view, to be compasionate, to be able to think critically to make their own decisions about life, to be independant and only do what they feel is right. TEACH THEM TO LOVE AND TRUST THEIR FEELINGS. And, the greatest gift you can give your child is to teach them, guide them, and nurture them in a way that ensures that they will be able to teach, guide, and nurture themselves early in life.Independence!!!!!!! The best gift you can give.
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Life...........................

life..... blahblahblah.......you know, it's not supposed to be difficult. just close your eyes and open your heart and it will all fall into place. the problem with people today.. collectively... society.. is that we think too much before we react. when you tune out your truest feelings and only listen to your thoughts life becomes too difficult and very disapointing. be true to who you are. do anything that feels good and do nothing that feels bad. in this you will find your peace ... and in this... collectively... peace will be found. it's right here... just awaiting our invitation

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children~evolution
life

February 10, 2006 - Friday 

Current mood:  crazy
I was surfing the web today and came across some disturbing news. It seems that mysticism and schizophrenia are often related. I'm not quite sure what to make of this info... Beware... all who find themselves on a road of spiritual enlightenment..... you just might lose your damn mind.
Currently reading:
Anatomy of the Spirit : The Seven Stages of Power and Healing
By Caroline Myss
Release date: 24 September, 1996
January 1, 2006 - Sunday 
Is this where I'm supposed to say some thought provoking BULLSHIT?
January 1, 2006 - Sunday 
Such a waste of energy. Confusion and stagnation are it's only products.
January 1, 2006 - Sunday 
Your reality is an endless weave of the choices you've made. All that is required to live in a world of peace is the sheer will to do so.
January 1, 2006 - Sunday 
All I want in life is to learn... to continuously absorb as much information as possible. I want to live with shamans, learn ancient healing, live and breath strange customs from strange lands, study religion, learn to build things, learn to teach... I want to travel the world and learn as much as I possibly can before I die. I believe it is the purpose of this gift of life... to learn, understand, and love.

I have found myself wishing I had enough money to set all duties attached to 'reality' aside so that I could spend a month here, a month there, just learning... and I realized it was very unlikely. Then I thought, well, perhaps I could become an anthropologist.. get paid to learn about strange people and foreign lands.... and then I realized.... it was very unlikely.

My next thought is... where did we go wrong? Us... these strange mutants that have turned LIFE into being about how to pay next month's rent... how to pay off those credit cards.... buying things we'll never even truly own..... Why is it not possible for me to take a 'walkabout'? I can give all of my belongings away and just up and leave.. but no, not in this society.... first begin the questions... what will you do once you are back? How will you live? How will you survive?

Shit!!! All I want to do is learn, but, instead, I am a slave to nothingness. Tell me.... where did we go so wrong?

Currently reading:
Mutant Message Down Under
By Marlo Morgan
Release date: 02 August, 1995
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