Like Me - Poem

I can’t say that I loved you

Can only say I cared

You didn’t know that I’m the type

It’s best to come prepared

So if I say I miss you
And that I want you back

I’m telling you all sorts of lies

‘Cause you’re not what I lack

It’s always been about me

I’m sure you’ll roll your eyes

But all I did was play a part

The master of disguise

The truth of what you did

Was let me act it out

And we were just the characters

I’m sure you’ve found that out

It comes down to my heart

I want to know me best

I’m sorry that I’ve been misread

You’re just like all the rest

But this is what I want

A cycle on repeat

Of getting you to fall for me

And underneath the sheets

It’s not that I’m a bitch

Or evil in my ways

But I’m a growing artist

Our love is just the stage

Now you will find it hard

To love again, I know

But you will get another girl

And try to let this go

She’ll love and appease you

And she will make you see

That even though she’ll please you

There’s no one else like me

How To Prepare Mate With a French Press

Hey guys!  

Glad to be back on my little bloggy.  Some of you may know that I have started a new journey with Yerba Mate.  As my friend, Dave (from Circle Of Drink), has beautifully put it: 

{{Mate is an herb from South America consumed for thousands of years by the indigenous Guarani Tribe.  Cherished for its ability to both stimulate and sooth the body, Mate is like no other plant on Earth.  With high levels of antioxidants and vitamins, it's the healthiest drink in the world.  Mate brings people together and strengthens bonds.}}

I went into trying Mate with an open mind.  I didn't want to make it up if I would feel a positive energy from it.  I planned to let it be what it was.  My first cup totally rocked my world as a felt this balanced energy of feeling stimulated, energetic, but also very focused and calm.  It was a beautiful experience.  So I'm totally all about it.  It is traditionally served in a gourd with a Bombilla straw but here is an easy way to prepare it with a french press!  Check it --

Step One:

Turn on some Bowie (or any awesome music of your choice ;P) 

Step Two:

Make sure you have everything you need ready - 
french press, mate, thermos, mug

Step Three:

Fill a kettle with FILTERED water (no tap, please), place on stove, turn on high.  

DO NOT BRING TO BOIL!  When the water begins to make tiny little bubbles on the bottom, turn off the heat.  It is done! You do not want to burn the Mate.

Step Four:  

Scoop 4-5 heaping spoonfuls of Mate into French Press

Step Five:

Fill French Press with ROOM TEMP water about 1-2 inches.  

Step Six:

Gently press Mate down into the water with a spoon and let it sit for one minute! 

Step Seven:

After a minute of sitting, fill the French Press with your hot water to about an inch from the top.  Once again press Mate down into the water with a spoon and let steep for 4-5 minutes.

Step Eight:

After the Mate is done steeping, place the lid/filter on top of the French Press and very slowly begin pressing it down into your water/Mate mix until it is completely sifted.  Take your time! 

Step Nine:

Drink dat glorious liquid love.  And -- enjoy.  As I believe life has one mission and one rule and that is to simply enjoy it. I think that's the basis for living, and with Mate, each sip brings you closer.
(Pour any left over Mate into your thermos so you can keep enjoying it hot!)

X O X O 

If you are interested in purchasing Mate and joining the circle, check out my friend, Dave, at
www.circleofdrink.com

What If? - Journal Entry

What if everything was alright?
What if everything was more than alright; it was fantastic?
And what if everything was going exactly as I planned?
And what if everything was going beyond anything I have planned?
And what if my life is fulfilled?
What if I am complete yet growing?
What if unconditional love is shown to me always?
And what if I loved it all just as is?
And me as is?
But sometimes I have to wonder
if I'd be alright
with everything being alright.

Alright With Me - Poem

I’ve done a lot of things

Just trying to get free

And freedom where I’ve found

Is where I live and breathe

Like whispers in the wind

That blow between the trees

I’ve fucked it up sometimes

But that’s alright with me

And let me tell you now

That peaches in the cream

Don’t always taste the way

You think, or how it seems

But even in the dark

The moon will shine a beam

Reminding me that life

Is quite alright with me

There’s lots that you can do

And plenty you can be

We’re worth much more than gold

I think that you’d agree

So even when you’re low

And sinking in the sea

I love you just the same

You’re still alright with me

Gliding

I was somewhere flying mighty high

Was gliding past the middle line

A green-eyed boy sat next to me

As angels sang, “You will be free”

He grinned, observing me asleep

And knew I’d passed out from a weep

Exhausted, I was hardly strong

The lad heard my faint holy song

And I was spent from thinking through

Of what was false and what was true

A shaking, rattling lined my bones

My tired hands clung to my poems

Was it to end?  Was I to die?

Or was I blessed to fly so high?

Was doubtful of which way I’d turn

But deep down I knew I would learn

That love is fierce; the spirit wild

And I was just a freedom child

That rode the wings of pilot cars

On Earth amongst the endless stars

Would not give up but give my all

So fucking stark yet such a ball

At finding what I really was

And seeing what life really does

It took me, made a mess inside

When I fled home and tried to hide

But I could not escape my fate

Of passing through the mortal gate

Into the hands of time and space

Within the minds of human race

And coming to a point of love

While I was traveling up above

“Dear Mama, I am almost home
‘Cause baby girl is quite alone.”

That morning I had packed my things

I sound the bell and let it ring

‘Cause nowhere I would rather be

Than in the arms of family

Retraced my steps and let it go

Continued forth into unknowns

My time in youth, I came to learn

That wonder makes my ego burn

And where it is my truth resides

Is all in me and lives inside 

We're Eternity

Don’t the moon just turn you on?
I hang from windows all night long

And even if I’m right or wrong

I dance in dreams; the fear is gone

And in my fantasies, it’s true
That all that I will ever do

Is summon love from me to you
Like hazes drifting on the moon

Now breathe the air and let it out

Although your mind may live in doubt

Don’t hold within your silent shout

‘Cause this is what it’s all about

About the time to let it go

We’re putting on the greatest show

Of life, and love, and this I know

That we will wilt and we will grow

So you are you and I am me

Like waves that churn within the sea

Don’t figure out, just let it be

And know that we’re eternity 

Embrace The Beast

When I’m down and all alone
I start to think that I am done

But really it’s the heart of me

That’s screaming out, “I’ve just begun”

‘Cause even though I am convinced

That all of this is but a dream

I’m still affected by the way

It’s playing out, or so it seems

I can’t deny the way it rubs

Against the fibers of my mind

At times when I am in the space

Of love exuded from mankind

Now really all the fear in me

Of thinking none of this makes sense

Is me in past and future thoughts

And not within the present tense

So baby, if you’re feeling blue

And scared of what your story means

Just take that moment by yourself

Don’t push away, embrace the beast