Wednesday, April 20, 2011

4/20

Good Evening!

Tonight was an interesting night (as usual). I am finally home in my bedroom. I decided to play some brain stimulating music in my background.
Because I respect you, I will try not to hide all the things I naturally would want to.
I have a strange excitement in my heart, I feel good and blue all in the same breathe. I mean, the idea of what's gonna happen in the future looms everywhere I go. It can be exasperating, but I feel a lot better than I did before...

My mood/mind has turned. I have turned off that annoying music and now I need to recede back into my shell.
I have thoughts to think.

The night was beautiful in New York the perfect mixture of cool mist and a warm front.
I love you,

Peace!

Oh yes! what would this blog be without a shoutout to 4/2o!
Happy International Plant Lovers Day

                                                                  

Thursday, April 7, 2011

interesting short thoughts of the night (april 7th 2011)

it takes work to create and maintain your own fruitation of a comfortable place to live.

Unobserved chaotic living leads to deeper dissatisfaction aka known as unwritten depression.

i am into self help because i believe so strongly in the human being.

the more time i spend alive, the more i know.

when i see people, i see minds at work, processing their enviorment and reacting as such.
i dont judge them.

Friday, April 1, 2011

"Broken column"

goodnite moon
goodnite sun.
goodnite body
goodnite strangers.
goodnite heartache
goodnight strength.
I am on my way,
drifting away.
I am in your lungs
I am in my lungs.
goodnite love
goodnite hate.
its time to take a break.
ive been drinking wine
and its late.
goodnite my soul
I understand that this is life.
                                                                   F. Kahlo


I wrote this first as an ode to the interesting and delicate night I had. This picture fit.( My favorite artist)
The words just seemed to attach itself to the title and art. (at least for me)
Love

Thursday, March 31, 2011

VIVA LA FASHION!!!!!

Some things that I would love to own!


I am not a Shoe Fetish chick but if i was then i probably would be..but thats no excuse!!
(Designer) A LA FEMME


*EArWINGs*
I do have an Earring fetish and I will own these.
Badu's line of jewerly* we are waiting for it!
(Funktional art Jewerly)




and Finally!
(call me old school) but i love a great corset!
Here are three designs by Vivian Westwood!
 
When I get married dress me in a traditional indian gown, but when I Die put me in this Queen of Sheba dress (middle) by Vivienne Westwood!

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

The True Self

    
 My new area of interest is Abandonment.
                                            

Childhood abandonment as I have discovered is one of the most incredible traumas that can happen to a human being. This trauma is induced by a variety of household situations and conditions. The many forms of abandonment causes many different neural chain reactions in the life of a child. These chain reactions grow continuously into adulthood. Abandonment isn't just an absentee parent but also can include abusive situations, a work-a-holic parent, a parent with an addiction, lack of affection and attention, divorce, death, neglect, meanness and/or an angry parent etc. The list goes on and on.
A child in order to adapt to his or her situation must repress the pain of abandonment, and hide the shame he/she feels. This shame is caused by the abandonment itself, a child instinctively feels that his/her personality or being, is responsible for the lack of love in the house.
Contempt is the third layer in which a child finally discovers "my parent/s are not perfect, yet I still want to please them".
These layers create an identity for us. This identity is false in nature because it is based on the pain of the ASC (abandonment, shame, contempt). This false identity is not to be made public, it is instead covered by our outer appearance of being OK,cool popular, shy, angry, nonchalant or whatever personality best fits our needs and desires.
Along with these two identities comes the need for external stimulation, anything that will distract the mind from the internal issues that continue to grow.
Many of us even develop the ability to shy away from help or the idea of needing help.
We feel that whatever is going on with us on our  "off"days will eventually go away or can be dealt with by distraction.
This is how many addictions and depression are formed.
Addiction to external stimuli to distract from internal pain.

Addictions can range from :food, sex, relationships, gambling, work, alcohol, school, exercise, music, church, drugs, being alone, etc!

We base our entire lives on ASC and our personalities mold around the issues creating a false self internally and externally.
Alas!
All is not lost.
Positivity, acknowledgement of the issues, losing all judgment (for self and  others), compassion for self , and self observance can start the process of answering your life's questions.

The questioning of existence and pain will no longer be answered by an internally wounded child. These questions will now be brought forth by a loved and healed human being.

I am currently in the beginning stages of my healing process. My journey to my true self is something that I am enchanted with. My show is over, I no longer need to seek the approval and love of others. I can forgive my parents (in particular my father) for anything they didn't have the ability to provide me with. I have lost interest in having a romantic relationship for the sake of comfort and acceptance. A relationship based on two whole people, who love themselves and have no interest in sucking the life force of one another now sounds much more appealing to me. I am excited to get to know the Collette who hasnt had a chance to spread her wings yet.
Free from low self-esteem, depression, codependency, partying, drugs, addiction to love, etc.

I would love to thank Don Carter for providing the info for which this blog is based in his Iceberg Theory!
http://www.internet-of-the-mind.com/index.html

And thanks Don for being so kind and responsive as to encourage my healing process!

Love you all!


Thanks for reading!

Thursday, March 3, 2011

flashbak

"I was with Felipe, in the back of an interesting mans truck, he was driving along a southern road in Charlotte to my new, temporary place. It was a warm afternoon and the truck was nice. Felipe and I pulled out a pack of cigarettes and began to smoke and smile. It was so pleasant, exciting. not knowing what was around the corner. Being complete from loneliness and misunderstanding, comforted by a new friend. I felt good.
This man was interesting, I swear that petite, feisty, hispanic man in the front was his lover, but shit, who knows.This man was fierce and he had 3 boy sons. He spoke his mind, he did a little bit of partying drugs, and always seemed to have a hustle. Not to mention, he had big thick long ropes of dreads for hair. He was clean.
He said.. 'look at y'all stupid kids! don't know what to do with ya damn selves and ya think smoking cigarettes is so damn cool! y'all are stupid! you need to just grab ya balls! or ya privates! and chill the hell out! you are alive! ...wasting all that energy into a damn cigarette!' ... it was crazy cuz, i understood him.
I still enjoy cigarettes (from time to time, an adult pleasure i call them), but i know that addiction is something I don't want. They really fuck ya body up.
Anyways, I had an interesting 3 weeks after that, slightly homeless, never jobless, but getting to know myself.
Lonely times I wouldn't change for the world."

Monday, February 28, 2011

What does being homeless feel like?




Is it a concept, a state of mind, or a physical state of being?

Why does society choose to step over the sick, or choose to drop change into an empty coffee cup?

Do we as survivors in this world hold a responsibility  for those who haven't been successful in providing for themselves?

How precious is the quality of the life we are living?

Some of us are homeless although we have a key and a lock, while others have no place to shower but encompass the warmness any good home can provide ( in the center of our chest.)

lock and key.

jobless

hopeless

covered in dreams

drenched in sweat

dying because of lack of prayer

hungry because of lack of food.

tired because of lack of strength.

We are all sand in the same hourglass, falling at different times,
but falling nonetheless

when will we see we all look at the world from one eye

we just determine how we interpret what we see.

its ok.. go ahead feed the birds.
Smell the roses.
Feed the homeless.
Feed the souless
They are one in the same.