Where are all the Michelangelos gone?
The Greek sculptures of glowing, exuberant, healthy men and women,
the blossoming and naivety of Renaissance paintings,
and the enchanting houses of fairy tales
that mother used to read to me as a child?
Think about it. You eat something, which separates into nutrients, and then chemical elements. Those go into your blood and cells and build your body. They become you. If they are mostly aluminum, you’ll be Wizard of Oz’s Tin Man 🙂 and if they are mostly oxygen, or carbon, you’ll be an organic person 🙂 . It’s quite easy to comprehend. In the same manner, if you eat acidic foods, you’ll get acid thoughts.
It is a custom for me to do some real deep house cleaning as the new year approaches. However, this is not the only time of the year when I clean my house :), in case you were wondering. I could well have chosen any other time for this laborious task, as you may say there’s no difference from today to tomorrow, however there is a reason why the calendars are the way they are, and that is to do with the energy in the stars/planets, and their various cycles. It’s the end of an energetic cycle, the beginning of another one, so a good time to clean.
What good it was
to give so much
for little?
Why did I have to come this far?
Foolish, oh so very foolish of me.
I threw myself into the grave,
headfirst, willingly.
For me, Singing has always been a deep task. Emotional as well as physical. The fulfillment one experiences while on a high when singing, is scaringly similar to what happens during the sexual act. One feels abundance, glory, a vessel that has been fulfilled thanks to the right vibrations (and what is the sound of voice, if not vibration?).
This is my way of love.
It has always been.
No conditions, no limits.
Eternal.
