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Flourless chocolate torte and chocolate covered strawberries! I made the torte for my mom and I (gluten free) with the left over chocolate from dipping the strawberries. I just made the recipe up, it had a lot of eggs in it, and yogurt, chocolate, vanilla, I cant remember what else. We ate all the strawberries, and I just made another batch for my mom to take to a work conference. Yum.
A couple cotton wash clothes and the hats from the looms, a big one and a little one. super cozy.
This weekend has been hilarious! Not only have we had an extreme faction of christians attempt to bamboozle the same people that make our society less tolerable, but we’ve had the fallout of completely ignorant people be completely wrong. The same people that have been voting against gay marriage, demanding welfare cuts, giving away tax dollars to corporations, and putting down teachers as incompetent now get to stew in their own creation. Guess what, the world isn’t going away tomorrow, there is no magic elevator to the heavens, and yer gonna have to be stuck with what you created. HILARIOUS! Now, that apply’s to every single one of us. No one of us is perfect or we’d have our own universe. Our own centrally themed existence that revolves around our specific person. For me, there is no RICARDOVERSE, for you, there is no SOMEBODYELSEVERSE. So we are all going to be wrong. The genius of these clowns who predicted THE END is that they were business savvy. Capitalists at heart. They bought billboards from coast to coast, they hired minions to spread the word, and convinced others to work for free because they were doing “GOD’S WORK.” Since we live in a society that has openly embraced free-capitalism, you know, the whole market regulates itself crap, then, what these Doom Predictors did was nothing short of North American Genius. The ability to provide a supply and demand. Simple economics. Here is my point. I can laugh at these clowns because they obviously had no idea about what is really happening, or I can blame the very systems that allow these clowns to exist. We are presented with decisions in our own life when we have to choose between the physical and the spiritual. It happens constantly. It’s part of Life’s jokes. I should take this job, but they want me to cut my hair. I should spend money on this artistic project, but my kids need to eat. Whether you are a mother or a father or a son or a daughter we are presented with these dilemmas between the physical and spiritual in our daily lives. So here are these clowns, who convince a bunch of people the world is ending and then reap in the donations that people are making (because they think life is ending on May 21st) and then ride off into the next day, spreading the next bit of religious propaganda. Which is OKAY! They have the right to do that as long as we are living in a society that embraces free market economy as the be all, end all, way to live. They are playing the game the way they were taught. No harm, no foul. Supply and demand, and if you are the one that created the demand…EVEN BETTER! Now, stay with me, cuz we’re gettin into the real deal Holyfield (no pun intended).
Love matters. It does. Don’t tell me you don’t care about Love cuz then I know yer lying. What? If you have enough resources Love doesn’t matter. Fuck you, yer lying. So let’s agree that Love matters. Let’s also agree that protection matters. Because Love matters you don’t want what you love, others and yerself included, screwed over by some clown who is only trying to create economic wealth for the one’s they Love. So if Love matters, and Protection matters where do we find our lines. We find our lines through our experiences. Through our parents, and friends, and the places we’ve lived, and the things we’ve done, and we say okay….I’ll Love this person because….and I’ll do this for this person because…and I’ll close myself off to this person because…and I’ll say that these things are necessary to protect us because…. and what we decide is born of our own experience….SO. If we walk in our SNOWFLAKE shoe’s…you know, shoes that can never be recreated because they are uniquely ours, then where we decide to lay down our LOVE/PROTECTION line is uniquely our own. So that means there are an infinite number of realities that are living in the same physical plane attempting to co-exist with one another. IT’S GOING TO BE HARD. I love my partner and it’s hard for us to co-exist sometimes, even if we do know that we Love each other, and we’re not responsible for separate nations. It would be important to remember the power of LOVE when we put forward our snowflake experiences as we learn how to LOVE and PROTECT at the same time.
So we find ways to create. We look to nature to guide us in what is our own authenticity. How to Love and how to protect, just like nature does. Robbie and I have found ourselves going through these exact questions. Coming to terms with out connection to humanity, through our connection with one another, through our understandings of ourselves personally. So when someone says the world is ending, and people believe it, and its okay because of the society we have created based on a free-market economy, are we then just a product of the world around us, or capable beings who can shape the world around us. Which brings us to the protests. Beautiful examples of people coming together, and governments killing people who come together. Different ideas about Love and Protection, but whoever is in power, and whoever has the most weapons wins? I don’t think it’s this simple, and if there was an answer to all of this then life would be dead. It would be a finite experience. So, based on my tiny little understanding of my tiny little existence I offer only this. There are an infinite number of data points. Whatever the thinker thinks the thinker proves (credit Robert Antoine Wilson for that nugget) and so we can go around trying to prove whatever we think, because if we’re “smart” enough it’s possible. There are an infinite number of data points to back up whatever you may think. Or, we can come at this life like children. With no preconceived notions, simply experiencing the moment as it presents itself. In this understanding there is genuine joy as you do it, genuine Love as you do it, genuine understanding as you stop trying to prove what you think, and understand what is simply in front of you. Don’t get me wrong, there are still gonna be a bunch of clowns out there, telling people the world is going to end, and killing protesters just to hang on to power, but real change will never happen until we begin to understand the authenticity of our own being. That can only happen when we are willing to accept the moment as we exist, however it comes, with the internal dialogue turned off and the willingness to experience turned up FULL VOLUME. You Just Love!
So we used to live on this beautiful community called Sumland. Its full of family, happy kids, sweet jungle huts, crazy pot lucks, animals, laughter, and awesome nature. So Zen is the youngest Sumlander, he just turned 1 a few weeks ago and we had a little party for him. All of the kids were hanging out and they all had these finger lights you can buy at the dollar kine so we took a few light painting pictures for Zens birthday.
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