Such Vivid Dream

I entered Mary Grace's home in order to help her organize her things in order to prepare her for moving. The house was filled with all sorts of nick-nacks, and a few people seemed to be perusing her items as if it was a thrift/costume store. Unfortunately I waited to long to write down this dream and thus have forgotten all the slight details - Damn it! However, I soon walked up the steps and entered a large room with sky lights. A few feet away a tribe was performing a tribal dance with adorning garbs of every brilliant shade of color from the sun rhythmically playing various instruments and twirling and stamping staffs and spears. Mary Grace saw my ebullient expression, looked to me with a warm smile, and asked it I would like to have the costumes. With a gleam in my eyes I said I would be honored, as a grim spread across my face and my shoulders hit my ears. What would I do with all these costumes and props? I believe I decided that I would share them with my festie friends, we would choreograph a dance together, and share it with out dearest festival community.
How fabulous now is that experience!

Asheville - Day of the Dead

An amazing experience to be had in Asheville - I am entirely lucky to have fallen in such a right place at the right moment, being graced with such warm company. We arranged to have a group of new and old friends to have lunch at Kristen's work who was having a Day of the Dead celebration, held in the courtyard of the restaurant. Liz and I were the first to arrive, sitting down to enjoy their specialty drink which was in someway a mix of Mojito and Mint Julip.

I was able to eat and celebrate this gracious day with new friends I had met the previous night, as well as a good friend Nick who happened to be traveling through Ashville as well, along with old friends from Memphis. What a perfect night with my friends - the Day of the Dead commences the day after Halloween and is a day to not morn the dead, but rather to celebrate their spirits and invite them to join us in our feted gathering.

In addition to eating some delicious vegetarian food, there were slips of paper and pens with which each person was able to write a letter to a spirit. The paper was then placed into paper boats that hung in several places around the terrace. The boats of letters were then to be delivered to the deceased by sending them down the river.

We were also invited as guests of this occult celebration to write an invitation to the spirit on a doily and choose a sugar skull and candle. Each person was then asked to bring the items to the alter, place the skull on top of the invitation and light a candle - giving it our sincerest and warmest blessing.

This moment brought tears to my eyes as I honored my dearest friend Tommy - how grateful I am to have had his presence and influence in my life. To have his spirit with me at this celebration was redoubtable as I was surrounded by loving friends and a glowing city. The warmth I felt during such a dark celebration was oddly of the most welcoming, warm, and freaky that I have experienced.

Thank you Asheville for such an adventure.

Halloween

Thank you Schtompa!

To Ioana

"A few sketches here and there are getting filled by color and texture, some tears and dust here and there, but mostly sparkles and feathers…We don’t know what the painting will look like at the end. Something tells me it will be beautiful, but most of all it will be our painting. "

As you had mentioned earlier - the picture is never going to be complete - I've always felt that if one has reached a point of satisfaction, you have also reached a point of stagnation. In many ways its a balance of being voracious when we look to the future WHILE finding fulfillment in the now. So in this sense, I believe that your picture is already beautiful and unique and will continue to change and be.

I also completely empathize with you - it is so difficult to believe that weekend after weekend after weekend I have fallen into beautiful spaces full of beautiful people - each connection adding just a little bit more to my knowledge about the world and about myself. I can't express to you how fortunate we truly are.

Love as always,
Leslie

Why do I pretend that I'm not a good lover or that I'm not a good cook - I am well capable of doing both. Stop being shy about it - let the light shine.

The Revolution will not be Televised - Zach

Dear Zach and Yo-Yo

O Hai, Zach and Yo-Yo!

I appreciate your intuition to seek me out at PDF and scoop me up - I never thought that after only a weekend such a relationship would fostered – a few words to describe…

As I may have mentioned, I used to have serious issues with *j e a l o u s y* Within my first few weeks of being consciously introspective, I quickly came to recognize that feelings of jealousy were frequent and excessive – jealous of other’s success, happiness, intellect, confidence, sexuality – everything that would be defined in social interactions. Since that last September, I was fortunate enough to have a series of experiences and revelations that led me to my current glowing head space. Among many conclusions, I came to recognize that my jealousy was the primary inhibitor to personal development and ultimately self-love. While I indubitably conversed with these individuals, gaining knowledge of any perspective at hand, a piece of my mind expressed undertones of resentment. These undertones prevented me from actively taking the next step in becoming my ideal self. I concluded:

**While recognizing that some are further along their paths than others, my path is unique and progressive with unrelenting hope that I will foster self-love. Squash feelings of jealousy and resentment and cherish these interactions, allowing them to effectuate inspiration and motivation**

That being said…the moment I stepped in my car to return home, my mind degenerated back to green and my insecurities resurfaced as I slid back to square one. With guidance from Osho, I did not fight my jealousy but rather mediated on it and I quickly remembered what I had taught myself these past few months – turning intimidation into motivation. I remain confident that I’m on my right course and with your company I am excited to challenge myself. While many aspects of this knowledge are merely theoretical, I can make this potential energy kinetic. While I have a terrific resume and GPA for Social Research, I have one month to achieve a fantastic GRE score to add to the list. I also plan to apply to some more outstanding Social Research schools that are out-of-state such as Austin or Chicago, taking on extra costs at my own expense - the primary goal being to find the best challenging program for me.

It’s all too much fun and I hope to share again with you soon.

Love as always,

Leslie