Energy that is


The energy that you have, is who you are.

What you concentrate on, reflects your own energy.

It’s said that you are made of the five people that you have the most association with.

There is no difference in energy between people, just how they decide to experience that energy.

The only way to change the pattern of our reactions to those energies, is to be in the moment; and bring a different focus to that moment.

Even if our immediate reaction is from habit, we need to acknowledge that there probably is a better way.

Everybody can do better, when we are focusing on everybody. And not a closed body. To actively set aside memory/reaction, honour it as an experience and choose to create a new change.

Energy will flow, and there are no limits between anything.

What is being created today?

Flash Fiction : Umbrellas Up, Mattress Falling


Flash Fiction : Umbrellas Up, Mattresses Falling
Today’s flash fiction piece comes from a writing exercise care of CM Mayo’s daily writing exercises.

The opening line is how the exercise starts starts. Write out at least 5 minutes of the story. At the time I was looking for a new bed and the challenge just grabbed me at the time. I copped out explaining the whole environment by using my Everyman character Talon Nova. He’s a wanderer, musician, bard without an audience, occasional survivor.

This story has been guest edited by Jennifer Hudock. You can find her stuff at


If you like it, tell someone. If you don’t like it, tell someone. Leave comments, and if you want to guest edit my next offering of flash fiction, drop me an email.

I’m still here,
Pearce

“Ideas Rule The World” by Serge Kahili King


You are the source of your experience because your decisions about life color your thoughts, your imagination, your emotions, and your actions. And all these serve like a magnet for associated events, circumstances, and people, attracting you to them and them to you. There’s an awful lot of life out there in the world. The part of it that you experience is a result of your opinions about it.

One Year and One Day – Grief


It’s been one year, and today is one day since you’ve left us.

There is still relief that you don’t have to be in pain, a pain that the cancers stretched out over a decade. Over a decade, and unfortunately that monster of cancer has erased the memories of the good days, a weight that pulls the bad days in front of our eyes. And these reminders for us to enjoy this, this here and now. Thinking of death does bring appreciation to all the small things, the large things, and all things.

And this grief does not let us have immediate relief. I’ve read that it’s just love that doesn’t have a place for it to go to. Agree and disagree, we can still love the memories of you, the stories you’ve become, and the few moments when your spirit is here – the veil is thin this time of year.

And thank the Creator and Universe and the Goddess, the local lands, and all that is – that it is a veil and not a concrete impenetrable wall. These shrouded veils let us breathe, when you cannot.

Grief and Joy are a process, filled with tiny earthquakes and too many epiphanies for our spirit to handle.

And I’m reminded again, at this time of year, when I make my annual artistic sabbatical to travel to that emerald city, Seattle – There needs to be space, you cannot have nothing, without having something. Every light casts shadow.

Grief and joy are not mutually exclusive.

Grief and suffering hollow out deep spaces that are aching to be to filled with joy, and you are called upon to respond authentically and creatively.

You are not well served to sprint through grief.

You are not well served to sprint past joy.

(Such a good read, one day I may write as well as Lillith Grey.)

Sadness needs to let go to make room for Happiness which will fade and be filled with Sadness needs to let go…

While loved ones dream of you being just out of reach, I need to make plans to do the next thing. Just one step forward, holding and building that what supports me best, honoring what has passed, and try to do everything with appreciation and love. It’s what my spirit needs, it’s the best that I can do.

The hardest part is that everything Changes.

 

I’m still here,

Pearce Kilgour

On Doing Better


If there is anything that I have learned, is that the more I work on myself, the better my craft(s) are getting.

From what I’ve witnessed, those people in the Burlesque community who do best, and get better at their craft, are genuine and 100% honest with themselves.

I have to take the advice I give, and to help myself with that same advice, and be aware of the impact/ripples in my communities of my actions. And always act with the true intention of leaving things better than I’ve found them.

I have not been the best at this, for everyone, and I do need to work on doing better, at doing better.

It’s the doing which makes the intention become reality.

I’m aware and sorry for the bad that I may have caused, the unintentional was never intentional. And a good thing is learning that, and to be better with better Vibrations/actions for everyone. I thank you all, for carrying the enormous weights of Love and Fear, in just my general presence or thoughts or memories. Much love in all its flavors. My hope there is an opportunity and better environment for future forgiveness and healing, and sharing of both good and bad, in a professional and personal environments.

Also, you read this in my voice.
But trust me on the sunscreen.

My Very First Performance Poem — Mighty Mike McGee’s Web Presents


In the summer of 1998, my friend, Geoff Trenchard, newly dear to me, got his first car. The first thing he did was probably buy something with which to get high. Then he went to an open mic in downtown San José and got hooked on poetry, written and spoken. From page to the stage. […]

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