Showing posts with label new age. Show all posts
Showing posts with label new age. Show all posts

Monday, August 27, 2007

Your Stuck in my Head Song of the Day

This has been in my bookmarks for a bit now, but once again it is well worth sharing. The Norwegian Princess Märtha Louise is opening an alternative therapy center and is claiming to teach how to talks to angels. Just as she talks to angels. She says she's realized this since she was a child and her experience with horses taught her how to make contact. I blame my mom and grandparents for teaching me about such matters in a positive light, but because of that I believe things like angels are"forces that surround us and who are a resource and help in all aspects of our lives."
Of course in our society such claims are dismissed and ridiculed or, in the kindest of moments labeled as new age or fringe but even if she is "crazy" (or eccentric; she is royal) like some people claim I think she has a pretty legitimate reason, basically being pushed that far down the line of succession and out of the throne.
Of course when I read that article, and actually just read the headline, the Black Crowe's song "She Talks to Angels" immediately sprung into mind. I've always liked the song even though the lyrics are dark. Sometimes I just really like the thoughts of angels
I'm pretty sure the song is about, as are most songs, heroin or some other drug use, but the metaphor of talking to angels is such a really beautiful one to me. And maybe that is what heroin feels like, like you are actually close to heaven and its beings, which is very enticing (I've been looking for a reason to try heroin, get addicted then break it cold turkey)

She never mentions the word "addiction"
In certain company
Yeah she'll tell you she's an orphan
After you meet her family

She paints her eyes as black as night now
Pulls those shades down tight
Ooh yeah there's a smile when the pain comes
The pain's gonna make everything alright...

(chorus)

She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket
She wears a cross around her neck
The hair is from a little boy
And the cross is someone she has not met, not yet...

(chorus)

She don't know no lover
None that I ever seen
That, to her, don't mean nothing
But to me, it means
It means everything

She paints her eyes as black as night now
Pulls those shades down tight
She gives a smile when the pain comes
Ooh yeah the pain gonna make everything alright
Alright

(chorus):
Ooh yeah she talks to angels
They call her out by her name
Yeah she talks to angels
They call her out
ooh don't you know
they call her out
ooh
they call her out by her name

Here's the video circa 1991. And the song She Talks to Angels from their album Shake Your Moneymaker
So the Princess is probably a little off and the song is about drug use or cutting, and not a greater beauty and a higher consciousness
But isn't it nice to think so?
Black Crowes -She Talks To Angels (live) [mp3]

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Wednesday, August 8, 2007

The Happiest of Birthdays

I would be such a bad person and an even worse friend if I didn't tell my dearest Meyerhoff
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!
And in honor of Karen some stuff I found that will either be awesome, or not; we'll see.

Karen: People with this name tend to be a powerful force to all whose lives they touch. They are capable, charismatic leaders who often undertake large endeavors with great success. They value truth, justice, and discipline, and may be quick-tempered with those who do not. If they fail to develop their potential, they may become impractical and rigid. (source)

Meyerhoff- Origin: German. First found in Bavaria, where the name was anciently associated with the tribal conflicts of the area.
Spelling variations of this family name include: Mayerhoff, Mayerhoffer, Mayerhoffen, Mayerhofen, Meyerhofen and many more.
Some of the first settlers of this family name or some of its variants were: Hans Heinrich Meyerhoffer, who came to Georgia sometime between 1733 and 1783; Anna Meyerhoffer, who came to Carolina or Pennsylvania in 1743; Hans Ulrich Meyerhoffer, who settled in Carolina or Pennsylvania in 1743.

The Importance of today (besides the obvious reasons of course)

An August 8th birthday Horoscope:
You are likely to be on top of your game this year for the most part, and positive connections with others can be made rather easily. A comfortable level of personal popularity helps to keep conflict to a minimum. With the ability to handle your emotions successfully, there will be less stress on both your mind and body. Your self-confidence and positive attitude will reward you...The year ahead is strong for higher learning, travel, and broadening your horizons. Some feelings of blockages and frustrations that come from stop-and-go energy may be part of the picture. Avoid pushing yourself too hard or too fast in order to handle this energy most constructively. Sexuality and creativity are stimulating this year, although at times presenting challenges. All in all, there is nothing light or superficial about your romantic life this year, and you stand to improve this area of your life dramatically overall. Personal popularity is quite strong this year.

On the Banks of the Wabash. (you'll be) Back Home in Indiana you won't be all alone. May you have a (mp3) fire always at midnight



And may you never feel too old to rock n roll. Always be Young At Heart (mp3). Just remember there's no day but today

Don't let anyone change your philosphy,

It really is a wonderful world,

enjoy every minute kiddo. I love you!
(oh and hopefully tomorrow you'll get rid of your hangover by sleeping in.)

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Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Rainbows and Butterflies

I don't know where this came from but I'm random at times. I was just thinking about Butterflies. I guess there are obvious parallels to transsexuality and once I started getting serious about transitioning I grew to care about them more. And I liked them for their beauty and metaphors. During finals period when I was researching a paper and reading My Gender Workbook by Kate Bornstein and she had an anecdote about how sometimes when life is hard and you wish you could get through the transition quickly and painlessly but, she goes on with a similar story to this:

Once upon a time, a young girl was playing in her grandmother's garden when she noticed some butterfly cocoons getting ready to open. She watched the first butterfy trying to come out of its home. It struggled, and took a long time. By the time the butterfly got out, it was exhausted. It had to lay on the tree branch and rest awhile before it could take flight. The little girl felt so terrible for the little butterfly, who had to go through so much of a struggle just to get out of his little cocoon.
When the little girl saw the second cocoon getting ready to hatch, she didn't want it to go through what the first butterfly did. So she helped open the cocoon herself, and took the butterfly out. She laid him on the branch, and saved him from the struggle.
But the second little butterfly died, while the first little butterfly who had fought so hard took off into the sky.
Distraught, the little girl ran to her grandmother, crying. "What happened? Why did the second butterfly die?" she asked.
Her grandmother explained that butterflies have a liquid in the core of their body, and as they struggle to get out of the cocoon that liquid is pushed into the veins in the butterfly wings where it hardens and makes the wings strong. If the butterfly doesn't push and pull and fight to get out of the cocoon, his wings won't be strong enough to fly, and the butterfly dies.
"Without the struggle, there are no wings," Grandmother said as she stroked her grand-daughter's hair.. "Just like it will be with you, child. In life you will go through hard times. But it is the hard stuff, the struggle, that will help you grow, and help you learn to fly."
"But won't it hurt?" asked the little girl.
"Sometimes, things will hurt. Sometimes, things will be hard. But one day, it'll all be worth it. And you'll learn from all your struggles-- they'll teach you how to fly!"
When I first read that I was like "wow;" it just seemed so perfect, so poetic and inspirational...and it still is. I thought a butterfly, as cliche as it is, would be my totem. Then I found out that butterflies, for all their beauty and freedom, have on average about a two week life span. Which is not okay, especially because in my freaking out moments I remember some study where 50% of trans people die before 30. So though I still like butterflies and still plan on including it integrally in a tattoo I've decided my totem should be something more everlasting. So I think I'm going to stick with a phoenix as my guide. I mean they go through stuff too, its just far between and after they've lived for a while; seems a good enough price to pay. Now that I remember, I did have a phoenix on my high school class ring, so that may have already made it official.

And once again I don't know where this post came from, but whatevs.

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