Random Ramblings by Kristen

September 23, 2007

Reconnect

Category: Journal. Posted by kristen at 7:02 pm.

How could emptiness feel so heavy

Weightlessness would be a welcomed treat

The rug’s been pulled out from under my feet

And nothing exists beneath.

To float or to soar

I could drown in my sorrow or find the courage to roar

The world is mine to create

Given the gift of this blank slate

So here I am naked and bare

Exposed to the world

With nothing but prayer

Oh God I realize that I have no control

And this lesson of yours is that I may let go

Of what no longer serves me

The identity I thought I was

Standing in the way of

My Consciousness

My daily choices of fear instead of faith

Brought this to my plate

Blindfolded I will trust

Baby step by baby step

Reminded each day

I must ask for help

And here I am no ground to stand

I’ll learn to walk with my hands

Painful at first I’ll gain enough strength

To balance myself and give rest to my feet.

Time to heal

To recollect

To Focus in

And Reconnect

Wind

Category: Journal. Posted by kristen at 6:38 pm.

Birds fly knowing that when they jump from their perch they will soar through the air.

They know and yet cannot see the wind will lift them as long as they lift their wings

No hesitation, how much confidence they have in something; invisible, untouchable, and yet has the strength to carry them across the skies.

Wind

Ungraspable and yet powerful enough to uproot the oldest of sturdy trees

Ripples in the water, magic of the rustling leaves, moves us, and caresses our skin, unseen itself but felt nonetheless.

How do we believe in her?

What is it that makes one entity more worthy than the next of our faith?

The Power of touch. She touches us and yet we cannot place our finger on her.

No way to bottle, package, distort, create, dissolve. She is.

How simple. How amazingly miraculous that we have no doubts, no fear of losing something we know will always be.

Wind.

Breathing in and exhaling the breath of life.

Strength to sail ships across the seas.

A gentle hand on the small of her back.

Leading, guiding, Aggressive or mild.

As gentle as a child

Or as fierce as a hurricane.

Pushing us to new horizons.

Wind is.

God.

September 7, 2007

The Ocean’s Horizon

Category: Uncategorized. Posted by kristen at 2:03 am.

The ocean reminds me while looking out upon her she seemingly appears endless, while simultaneously we know she bends and curves to form the sphere of our world; So when I look upon that horizon I realize that I must have faith that there is always light at the end of a tunnel, especially as we stand in the midst of darkness.

She comforts me. The sight, the sound, the wind; soothes my soul. Comfort is what is familiar. We are drawn to the familiar. The ocean contains 97% of all the water found on this planet, covers 71% of the Earth’s surface; human beings ourselves are made up of from 50-70% of water. Is it this primal makeup that soothes my soul?

The study of the crystallization of water molecules is very interesting. Dr. Masaru Emoto, a Japanese scientist did a fascinating study on how human thought and emotion influence the formation of these water molecules when crystallized.  If thought and emotion has such an effect on water and we and the Earth are water, it makes you wonder how much our thoughts and emotions dictate us.   Here’s a link:

http://www.masaru-emoto.net/

September 2, 2007

Sunday Service

Category: Uncategorized. Posted by kristen at 2:31 pm.

Light the candles
Burn the incense
Grind the coffee beans
Woke up without a memory
Slowly creeping back to me
Where I’ve been
The words I wrote are my alibi
Witnesses, entertainers, friends, accomplices
in the field of my insanity
A heavy load to bare
I just can’t bare to let go
Intensity of this restlessness
I tried to drown last night
in purple colors of wine
Drink
Swallow
Fades away
my Conciousness
I don’t want to think
I may wake up
with a memory
So I sit still
And conversation after conversation
So tired of talking, analyzing, scheming
To Only Feel is my only desire
My mind is numb
My heart is on fire
Can’t think anymore
Can only trust
Time for a conversation with God
If I’m quiet enough Silence will speak to me
If I can hear the whispers through the raging toxins screaming in my head
Surging through my body
I don’t want them there anymore
I will try to wash them out and away

Let go
No need to control, to lead, close your eyes,
Temporarily blinded
Faith comforts me
Trust doesn’t come easy
Painful
Writhing out of this past
Too tight, no longer fits, cutting off my circulation
Not allowing me to breathe
A snake shedding skin
Letting Go
Breathe
Dancing Away, back and forth, side to side
I wonder do snakes realize
what they leave behind?
I wonder how cloudy their vision becomes
Before they let go
Are they blind like me?

Emotions I’ve held on to for so long
The past does not define you
Guilt, Shame, Blame, Hurt, Sorrow
I’ve carried this long for myself and for others
became my
Security Blanket
I never saw it because it was wrapped around me like a cape
Confused I thought that cape was a part of me
But my head is peaking around
And as I untie these strings
I see these pieces of me
That have bound me down are
falling to the ground and
I Am Free
I Am Light
I Can Fly
Soar through the night sky
As I’ve always wished upon star
Now I sit upon the moon
Holding the star upon my shoulder, snuggled in my neck
Caressing her and whispering my dreams
Everything is as we believe it, see it, dream it, create it.
Dream. Ask. Live. Love.
Courageously.

August 30, 2007

Transformation

Category: Uncategorized. Posted by kristen at 3:34 pm.

Like a butterfly breaking free from a cacoon

The praying mantis came to visit last night

Whispering Stillness in the night

As he stood I stared

He prayed and therefore so did I

An omen to come

Message from heaven

Be still and pray

His hands clasped my memory

And before I convinced myself to sleep

I held a dream in my mind and whispered them in purple words

Upon the pages of a book

Falling pages tucked inside held tightly

in my sight

My life

Shifting

Transforming

The Best Is Yet To Come

I Surely Know it

I have Faith

In Good, In God,

In Dreams

Beyond a Reasonable, rationalized doubt

There must be more

Abundance

Rushing towards me at the speed of light

Seeds I’ve planted breaking the soil with their

Solid foundational roots

Flowers only bloom in time

How beautiful they will be

in the Spring

Faithful Blossoms

Breaking free of doubt, of pain, of perception

They simply and effortlessly Are

and I am

Here in the present

Alone and Alive

Living Loving Seeking

Faithfully

These bulbs will become

Masters of this soil

Reaching up to the sky

To Feel the Sunshine of Life

Swaying Peacefully in the wind

Transformed from seed to Flower

In time

In time

In time

July 16, 2007

Perceptions

Category: Uncategorized. Posted by kristen at 2:16 am.

Again, here I sit at my computer at 2am on technically a Monday morning regretting what it’s going to feel like when my alarm goes off at 7 in the morning. I guess its my last hoorah of the weekend. I’m feeling particularly thoughtful tonight. My thoughts and life are shape shifting before my eyes. It’s quite magical honestly. My perceptions are shifting. I’ve been on a very spiritual journey for the past year, probably two, but its definitely been a journey. I’ve been learning a lot about myself and doing a lot of internal work. As my life has completely reshaped itself in the form of location, relationships, career, just total rebuilding of my life, it’s been very invigorating, scary, challenging, creative, heart-wrenching, and magical all at the same time. All the external has helped me and is helping me not to define who I am so much, but more remind myself of my authentic identity. Some people lose themselves, some never really seem to ever find themselves. I think it would be a hell of a lot easier to just remain numb to the conquest, swimming in the shallow end so to speak.

In regards to perception it’s funny how at least for me, however open-minded I think I am, we all have our own unique perspective of the world, our beliefs. Sometimes we get so stuck in those perceptions that we forget that they are indeed subjective and consequently a very direct result of a string of circumstances accumulated that we call life and not necessarily fact. Our perceptions are tied in to our emotions and a big part of the experience of growing up as a child. Its a mix of culture, family, circumstance, environment. I’ve noticed recently that my perceptions of many different areas of my life are changing for the first time in my life; my long held perceptions about characteristics of major relationships in my life, going back to the very beginnings of it all; family. It’s quite a blessing actually. It’s allowed me to become aware of the link between my emotions and my choices I have made in my life. It has brought a lot of clarity to me. And its given me the opportunity to actively improve various perceptions that definitely need some improving.

For example, I have really become aware that I have been living a very external life. By that I mean my actions and choices have been driven by the desire to obtain results. Instead of my own hearts desires and truly listening and trusting myself, I’ve been living in order to please others, to make others comfortabe, to be seen as successful, so much so that the result of the others persons thoughts and emotions held more weight in my heart than my own, unconsciously of course. In that way I haven’t been living as authentically as I should have been. I guess I’ve let fear hold my authentic self back a little too much.

Then you get to the part where you decide to live your authentic life as your authentic self and then you realize that your authentic self doesn’t necessarily fit into your every day routine of your life. So where does your authentic self fit in? Its that quest for HOME for your authentic self.

Change is constant. Perceptions thankfully will evolve. Everyone is on their own journey at their own pace. There’s no need to force feed any one any belief or idea. Living your own truth is enough to set an example for others to live their own truth. Each journey is individually unique. Letting go and letting be and having faith are huge lessons for me. HUGE. Shed the old, the unnecessary, the thoughts and ideas that no longer serve me. Embrace the flow of abundance, the magic of creation, the excitement of a blank page. Perceive prosperity and hold gratitude in my heart for the magic that is unfolding every minute of every second of every day.

June 29, 2007

Soul Deep

Category: Uncategorized. Posted by kristen at 3:42 pm.

My love is soul deep

My Heart has no eyes

Indiscriminately chooses

When, where, how, to fall in love

Never knowing why

An everflowing mystery

Down this river of life

Or Do we choose in choosing our beliefs?

Why do we FALL in Love and

not RISE to Love?

To love and be loved

Unconditionally

Isn’t that what we all as one desire?

God is love and wants us to love and be loved.

Filled up to the core of our beings in so that if love were more

Than the wind blowing through the trees. 

The breeze that shakes the leaves.

If love is light it would shine through our pores.

Illuminating the world in vibrant colors,

warming our hearts, our minds, and our faces;

lifting the worry from our hearts

And the weight of the world from our shoulders.

Love is Breath.

The rise and fall of love.

The rise and fall of chest as we breathe in life and love.

Letting God flow through us

and illuminate our perception of life through faith, joy, and choice of thought.

December 14, 2006

6 degrees of separation

Category: Journal. Posted by kristen at 12:00 am.

My head and my body are telling me to go to bed right now, and yet I’m sitting here typing away. My mind is restless. So much to do and yet every day whizzes by with barely enough time to fit in 7 hours of sleep, it seems, when I really need nine. I’ve really always wanted to be one of those people that need 3 or 4 hours of sleep only, but if I did that, I would start hallucinating.

Much is going on. I’m in a new apartment with an old roommate and friend of mine, my two precious kitty cats Connie and Tiger, and her little Boston terrier, Luna. Moved in October and still going through the boxes. I’ve been busy beginning a new job, keeping busy with the corporate band and still working on my original music.

I’m really excited. This summer I met some great people. First off working with the corporate band I’ve met some awesome musicians and made some wonderful friends and connections. It really is about who you know and are connected to by affiliation. It’s funny, but I almost feel in the loop these days. I haven’t been gigging my original material as much as I would like, but I have been writing new material and going into the studio to finally have a product ready in 2007.

I have been working with Billy Gewin, writing, creating, and recording with him. I also met Markham White, whom I’ve been in the studio with recently. It’s funny because I found out that I had emailed Markham earlier in the summer when I moved back to Atlanta about recording. At the time he was in the process of moving his studio and so we lost touch. Well, I met Billy when I played a gig at the Virginia Highland Summerfest in June and Melissa Massey is a friend of Billy’s and played drums for me as well on that same gig. At the time I was involved in Karla Drenner’s campaign and met Ken Padrazza of David and SoVo and he mentioned Diane Durrett, for the first time to me. It seemed Diane’s name kept popping up for me all over the place after that. Then later in the summer I auditioned to be in a movie and got a role in “The Books of John”, a Gypsy Lar Productions independent film project. They are also friends of Diane Durrett and she is a part of the movie as well! Next thing I know, Melissa, whom I know through Billy, is playing for Diane Durrett, too now! So after I finish shooting one of my scenes, I go to Diane’s show at Fuzzy’s and say hello to Melissa and Diane and meet Markham White, Diane’s guitar player. I handed my card to Markham and told him that I was interested in recording and he recognized and remembered me from my previous contact. 6 degrees of separation; It was completely meant to be—just took a minute. I have a whole theory on this, but it is a completely individual blog for a time where my brain is much more active.

So Larry Smith, the writer and director of the movie I’m in asked if he could use one of my songs. I needed to re-record it so I got together with Markham and now I’m working on 3 songs with Markham and a couple more with Billy, always tossing out new ideas. I’m very, very excited.

I’ve been contemplating on this past year. What a year it has been! I feel good. I have a lot to be thankful for. Started my Christmas shopping yesterday; Gotta make this weekend a marathon shopping weekend. I would really like to paint the apartment this weekend. I need some vibrant colors in the house. Stephanie and I have decided to make this place the ultimate Girly-pad; paint the walls pink and purple, deck it out with fairies and butterflies. I think that will make it feel more like home when I am able to paint and add some color around me. I need that visual stimulation. Bathe me in color. Well, I have to be at work by 9 in the morning, so I better run to bed. Good Night. Happy Holiday Shopping!

July 31, 2006

Presidential requirements

Category: Journal. Posted by kristen at 12:00 am.

It has come to my attention that we definitely should up the standards and requirements for our presidency. The only requirements are the age requirement of above 35, the requirement of being a natural born citizen, and the requirement of residency in the US for 14 years. 14 years-that’s just random. Of all the constitutional amendments we could design, why don’t we raise our standards a bit and add some education requirements. These are very old school requirements here. The presidency is a job and the government is a corporation. The constitution is its HR manual. Most jobs have education requirements and also requirements that you have experience in the field in which you are applying. I don’t think the natural born citizen requirement would be acceptable based on our own discrimination policies which most companies employ, you know the “We do not discriminate on the basis of race, religion, nationality, gender, and hopefully sexual orientation if it’s a decent company. I just don’t want anyone being able to be the leader of the United States because they have money and social connections. Given, little Georgie did get a BS at Yale and a MBA at Harvard, but that’s all I know. In what I wonder? I just know that the majority of this country’s population doesn’t vote and we need some way to get better candidates into office. Instead of wasting taxpayer’s time and money let’s talk about some real issues instead of amending the Constitution to define marriage. I’m ready to talk about what really matters.

June 19, 2006

The weekend

Category: Journal. Posted by kristen at 12:00 am.

Happy belated Father’s Day to all Dad’s out there. I didn’t get a chance to go home and visit with my family this weekend:-(. I will hopefully make it up to Rome sometime this week. I was in Chicago Thursday through Sunday and came back yesterday in time for a wedding at the Aquarium. They have a ballroom at the aquarium with the Beluga whales. Very nice. I feel a bit sorry for the whales though. Even though they are treated well–ha, ha almost whale. Ok I’m an idiot. But you have to wonder what a difference it is for them living in the vast waters of the ocean in comparison to a huge fish tank. Yes they live in tons of water now, but it is nothing compared to the miles and miles of ocean they used to roam, and with people always staring and cameras flashing all day and the noise that they wouldn’t encounter in their natural habitat. Plus just the fact that they can’t be in the darkness of the waters if they want, or breathe fresh air, or have the sun shine down on them. The band had to be very careful about the noise level. I know one of the whales came from a place in Mexico where it was being housed under a roller coaster and almost died from the trauma of the noise and vibration. There is a difference. Music is therapeutic. I hope they enjoyed it!

On Saturday I had the wonderful opportunity of being in Chicago and performing at the Chicago HRC (Human Right’s Campaign) annual dinner gala. A thanks goes out to Chris Grace and Catharine Smith, the co-chairs who allowed me the opportunity to be there. I sang at the VIP reception. It was very nice. Lorna Luft performed at the main event. She is Judy Garland’s daughter-Liza’s half-sister. It made me want to do Broadway stuff again. I also got to meet and have my picture taken with cutie-patootie Nate Berkus-seemingly a favorite of Oprah, and I can understand why;-), and also Rent’s Anthony Rapp. I absolutely love Rent. I haven’t had the pleasure of seeing it on stage, but I absolutely love the movie.

I love going to these things and listening to what people have to say. I volunteered at the Atlanta dinner as well. These events inspire me to make a difference. You listen to testimonials, so to speak, and you learn about struggles that you might not have been aware of before. It’s amazing to me how many people don’t realize the every day struggles that some people go through. I was talking to my band-mates last night in a break, telling them about my gig on Saturday. They were like, “What’s Human Right’s campaign?” I told them it was an organization that fights for the civil rights and liberties of gay, lesbian, transgendered and bisexual people. One person said, “Is that really about civil rights?”
ABSOLUTELY.

I don’t want to be able to be fired from my job because of who I am. In 34 states a person can be fired from their job because of their sexual orientation. In 44 states people can be fired from your job because of your gender identity. Can we scream, DISCRIMINATION? Hell, even our own government is one of those companies that kicks you out if they find out you are gay, hence the “don’t ask don’t tell” policy. I am a bisexual individual. My last two partners have been women, but all of my other previous love interests were men. I don’t know who I’m going to fall in love with. In some states it is illegal for me to adopt a child, and because I will always identify myself as being bisexual (because this is who I am), even if I end up married to a guy someday, it will still be illegal. Other states are trying to push this issue on the ballot.

I’m personally just pissed about the politics of this administration. Why don’t we talk about what’s really going on: the war, the economy, the deficit, the disappearance of the middle class, healthcare, foreign policy, disaster response, the organization of our own government…….Yes, I think it is important for Equal Rights for all, and I do believe that gay people should have the same right to marry as others do. I just don’t want this issue being used as a distraction and a way to gather all the people who support this current administration,-the religious right wing, by-choosing an issue that they will be vehemently against so that they will forget all that in reality is really going on. After all they will be too busy rallying around this issue, so pertinent that it needs to be addressed by amending the Constitution of the United States. But in the end maybe Bush can boost his ratings from 35% to maybe, let’s say, 40%. Ah,the way to get your core followers back on your bandwagon. Whatever! Ok, a little vent and back to my point.

I want to be allowed into the hospital room of my partner if they are sick or dying. I want to be allowed to file joint taxes and receive the same benefits other married folks do, if I decide to make that decision to have a life-long partner. I want to be able to receive health care benefits for my entire family, and adoption, since I was a child adoption has always been an option in my mind; I just hope that option isn’t taken away. There are so many more things legally that could be taken away from me given the opportunity of someone to discriminate against me or any other GLBT. I just want the same rights and the same protection that everyone else has. Lots of people don’t realize because they don’t have to worry about it, or thankfully, an unfortunate circumstance hasn’t happened to them or someone they love to bring an issue to surface. Equality, rich or poor, black or white, gay or straight, crazy or sane is what it’s all about. Every individual on this planet deserves an equal opportunity, equal protection, equal rights, and to be treated and respected in a way that they, themselves, would like to be treated.

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