anado

Some of you may know that there is a Silent Observer that rides this blog…this Observer has left one comment in the last two years.  However, this Observer is an integral part of this whole Groove Thing that we have going here and I want to present an award to yes….Him.  His name is Richard Groove…you probably read about him in the New York Times….This Huichol beaded creature is for Richard…My gift to him…we boughtt the beadless aztec dog a few years ago in La Manzanilla…I had Lil' Max (The Huichol Maestro) bead it and it is quite cosmic in the grooviest sense of the word…similar to Richard Groove and his deeply Silent and Luminous Way….Richard Groove!  My Husband!

…I find the same old struggles and I still work on them.  The joys are still to be found and celebrated.  I am going up North on Wednesday to join Richard in San Francisco…that is good.  It is the hot season here in Mexico, so the cool ocean breezes (try hurricane force winds at the top of Castro Street) will be a welcome change.  I got to thinking today why I never visit my sisters in Oklahoma.  Am I selfish?  I realize that I just don't want to go there.  The remains of my early life there still fester in a sense.  One of my sisters said that she did not believe a thing that I say.  Do I need that?  Her world is colored by Fox News and the fact that she has never left the United States.  Do I owe them something?  The past is best served in my healing of my roots and not to swim in waters that threaten and conjure the legacy of pain that we learned as children…Somewhere deep inside I honor the love between us.  Maybe one day they will come visit me here in Mexico…I send them love from the center where we all evolved.  May all beings be free of suffering…may all beings be at peace…may all beings know their True Nature…

…yesterday.  Is rebellious the correct term?  Lazy and stuck?  Whatever it was…I did absolutely no work…I just vegged and watched 10 installments of "The Wire Season 2"…I felt guilty and submerged in a lethargic milieu of constant sighing and energy drain…So…today…I am back at it.  Reassigned to the Groove…letting it go and promising not to get Season Three of The Wire.  I even put on a Che tee-shirt and posed in a confused state for the photo.  I do recommend The Wire for some really good writing…so this Paisley Cowboy wishes Good Tidings to all!

…to get that cash flow coming your way!  I got one of those chain emails today telling me if I sent this to twelve people…then I will get real rich.  So my idea is to post it on this blog and not cause all this electronic get rich data to fill our air with hopes and wishes.  The hopes and wishes are what gets us in trouble…I propose that we just open up those channels and let the Universe continue to support our separate journeys in this Mystery…as I heard Bhagwan say:  "Life is not a problem to be solved but a Mystery to be lived"…I know that I have quoted this before…but I will continue to remind myself of this great Mystery…this glorious road called Life!!!!

…despite all the best intentions, I have been eating way too much over the last three days.  I was invited to three different meals…and I ait way way way too much….It is the dessert that gets me.  I feel bloated and tired…so…I will just be eating grapefruit during the day today….I am writing this to tell myself to get back on track…get real, Anado…I am what I eat…and right now I am tired and wish to wake up…When reading what I have written so far, I realize that I am pulling the "Woe is Me" card…so I need to shuffle the cards and get on with it.  I include a photo of a recent piece that I designed and hung in the Living Room.  This all came to fore to get some bones out of my studio which were taking up a bit too much room…I send love to all…..

…well, I did meet Richard on the Internet.  I get business through my website.  I get to post this blog.  I get to add my photos to Flickr.  I have spent way too much time on Facebook.  I realize the immense garbage on some of the News sites….I dig Skype 'cuz I get to see Richard when he is up North.  All in all…the internet serves me.  But I do realize the emptiness of constant email, Facebook, and Flickr checking…it is such a fleeting whisper of the void that passes through me and feeds me like a mind numbing drug…so….what to do?  It is a bit of a thread to the out world…a thread is all…the elaborate tapestry of a goddess fueled real life and the texture of the creative act that ultimately enfolds me.  So I thank the people at Apple for providing this magic tool and I bow down to the Universe for the life thread that keeps me movin' and groovin',,,,,