tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290740342011-04-21T17:47:12.858-07:00What's going on in my world is all over my head... literally. Explore the human condition through the messages I create on my shaved head.glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.comBlogger2341100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-60094480126053229462009-02-25T00:48:00.001-08:002009-02-25T00:48:38.869-08:00

1. The roundest knight at King Arthur's table was Sir Cumference. He acquired his size from too much pi.2. I thought I saw an eye doctor on an Alaskan island, but it turned out to be an optical Aleutian.3. She was only a whiskey maker, but he loved her still.4. A rubber band pistol was confiscated from algebra class because it was a weapon of math disruption.5. The butcher backed into the meat

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This may boggle your mind -- see if you can outsmart your foot. 1. Without anyone watching you (as they might think you are a nutcase!) And while sitting at your desk in front of your computer, lift your right foot off the floor and make clockwise circles.2. Now, while doing this, draw the number '6' in the air with your right hand. Your foot will likely change direction.

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The Window Through Which We Look A young couple moves into a new meighborhood. The next morning while they are eating breakfast, the young woman sees her neighbor hanging the wash outside. "That laundry is not very clean", she said. "She doesn't know how to wash correctly. Perhaps she needs better laundry soap." Her husband looked on, but remained silent. Every time her neighbor would hand

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"You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take

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"Our repertoire of words for calling people names is often larger than our vocabulary of words that allow us to clearly describe our emotional states. I went through 21 years of American schools and can't recall anyone in all that time ever asking me how I felt. Feelings were simply not considered important. What was valued was "the right way to think" -- as defined by those who held positions of

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People keep asking me what music I dance to and enjoy, so I'm going to start making Play Lists and iMix's people can pick up for themselves. Here's one with a bit of Hip Hop, R&B and some electronic music to dance to.

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I'm starting to understand what it must have been like for my parents when they started diatribes that began with, "when I was your age..." because the changing times now seem to be even quicker than it was when they were my (current) age (39). Through my formative years, I saw the advent of push button phones, home computers, answer machines, cable TV, microwaves, walk mans, disc mans, video

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From 1558 until 1829, Roman Catholics in England werenot permitted to practice their faith openly. Someoneduring that era wrote this carol as a catechism song for young Catholics.It has two levels of meaning: the surface meaning plus a hidden meaning known only to members of their church. Eachelement in the carol has a code word for a religious realitywhich the children could remember. -The

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Flip Mino Camcorder with Personalized Design - Available only at www.theflip.com. Check out this unique Flip Mino design. The Flip Mino camcorder combines remarkable video quality in a pocket-sized package. Now personalizable - create yoursView >>

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Flip Mino Camcorder with Personalized Design - Available only at www.theflip.com. Check out this unique Flip Mino design. The Flip Mino camcorder combines remarkable video quality in a pocket-sized package. Now personalizable - create yoursView >>

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Nearly 9 years ago I was lucky enough to stumble upon poi. Nearly 7 years ago I was driven enough to establish Temple of Poi. 4 years ago I was serendipitously granted the first of a series of opportunities to bring poi fire dancing to a credible stage, namely, Union Square. This was a donation of our time and money to be a part of the San Francisco Food Bank's (SFFB) Canned Food Drive. Each year

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$5.50 per case SmartPower Smart Energy Drinks - by the palletWe are the manufacturers of SmartPower Smart Energy Drink - The best FEELING energy drink on the planet. SmartPower has special ingredients that change the way your brain processes caffeine, enhancing the positive effects (Energy, Good Feelings, Clarity) while virtually eliminating the negative ones (The Jitters and the Crash. Smart

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This is the first in a series of student video profile pieces I've been working on about some of my boot camp students. Enjoy this piece on Jeff Starr...

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what a privilege, honor, pleasure to share the gift of playing this extraordinary game designed to create deeper, more authentic relating. last night when i connected with Decker, Mark and Bryan it was a beautiful thing to feel myself pulled back into the Truth of the game -- knowing the safety of the space, the commitment to Truth, the depth of love. Being seen. Seeing. Loving. I'm honored to

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"When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you, yield to him, though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And when he speaks to you believe in him, though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste to the garden. For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for

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For what reason was I so focused on what I thought I would lose if I/we didn't "do it a certain way" rather than focused on what I/we have and what it makes possible?

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caption: "I keep thinking we should include something in the Constitution in case the people elect a fucking moron."

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how do we transcend our current level of development and evolve in a way that is most wholesome for the most number of people while ALSO including all the elements of tradition that help define who we are?

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With all the turmoil in the market today and the collapse of Lehman Bros and acquisition of Merrill Lynch by Bank of America this might be some good advice. For all of you with any money left, be aware of the next expected mergers so that you can get in on the ground floor and make some big bucks. Watch for these consolidations in later this year: 1.) Hale Business Systems, Mary Kay Cosmetics,

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Montana CowboyA Montana cowboy was overseeing his herd in a remote mountainous pasture when suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced out of a dust cloud towards him. The driver, a young man in a Brioni suit, Gucci shoes, Ray Ban sunglasses and YSL tie, leans out the window and asks the cowboy, "If I tell you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, will you give me a calf?"The cowboy

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Psychologist Jonathan Haidt studies the five moral values that form the basis of our political choices, whether we're left, right or center. In this eye-opening talk, he pinpoints the moral values that liberals and conservatives tend to honor most. And he challenges all of us to step outside of our moral Matrix and pledge to work toward a more civil, productive political process. (Recorded

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I saw a friend in the hospital yesterday who went to the emergency room around noon and was in ICU for a good portion of the afternoon. It brought up some things for me about life and death. I have noticed that I'm most comfortable with my own death -- witnessing the loss of another... Egads, that just is much rougher for me. I have come the point in my life and literally had moments walking down

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Watch this highly informative video that traced the cause of our current crisis that had its roots planted 12 years ago. There's lots of text so you might need to press pause a few times! :)

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A few weeks ago, I was in some conflict with my beautiful partner and I was really frustrated. To make myself feel better, I said, “I guess this is what partnership is about — dealing with your partner when they aren’t who you think they are/wish they were/want them to be.” I was full of impatience and frustration, feeling “at odds” with the situation and the partnership.This week, as we worked

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A Prayer for YouI'm happy to announce that this a perfect moment. It's a perfect moment for many reasons, but especially because I have been inspired to say gigantic prayer for all of you. I've been roused to unleash a divinely greedy, apocalyptically healing prayer for each and every one of you -- even those of you who don't believe in the power of prayer.And so I am starting to pray right now

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The Tibetan word for confidence is ziji. Zi means "shine" or "glitter", and ji means "splendor”, or "dignity", and sometimes also has the sense of "monolithic". So ziji expresses shining out, rejoicing while remaining dignified.

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If you've been struggling with finding your fluidity, we have the answer for you! Check out the new article outlining 5 must have techniques you can use to add more flow to your practice - 5 Tips for Improving Your (Poi Fire Dancing) Flow

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Never dyed it darker before. This was an interesting suggestion on Atreyu's part and I'm glad I went black. I then added the fuschia to soften it up a bit.

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10 concerns about Obama is an interesting little piece...

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Economic Left/Right: 3.12Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -4.51i'm fascinated that about 2 years ago the economic line was more like -2.5 or something in there, so i've had more movement in the direction of neo liberalism. Interesting. If you haven't done so, you too can take the Political Compass Test.

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Fascinating look at the spectrum of politics offered in the 2008 US Primaries.

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Friends, Family, Fans and :As you probably know, my love Atreyu and I got handfasted (a 1 year and aday commitment) on Beltane (May 1, 2008). The ceremony was attended by thefour witnesses and us, so only 6 were present. At it, we read stuff, signedstuff, agreed to stuff, laughed, cried, got tied up, took pictures and theneveryone left. For those who are curious, follow the attached link to a 45

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Rules of the game:- Choose a singer/band/group- Answer using ONLY titles of songs by that singer/band/group- Tag 10 more people I don't feel like tagging people.Artist:Billy Joel1. Are you male or female?"She's always a woman to me..."2. Describe yourself."Shameless" "Modern Woman"3. How do people feel when they're around you?"I Go To Extremes"4. Describe your previous relationships."A Matter of

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I found this piece really interesting: Help, I'm a Hollywood Republican...

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I am Unable to find affirmation nor denial of the validity of the letter in Snopes.com. It is, however, a perspective worth noting, even if there is only some truth in it. The author of this email is purported to be Dr. Emanuel Tanay, a well known and well respected psychiatrist. A German's View on Islam A man, whose family was German aristocracy prior to World War II, owned a number of large

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The average age of the military man is 19 years. He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who , under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father's, but he has never collected

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Do not think of your faults, still less of others' faults; look for what isgood and strong, and try to imitate it. Your faults will drop off, like deadleaves, when their time comes.~ John Ruskin ~It really resonated with me because I've been going through changes thathave been working exactly like that -- focusing on improving the best in me.And in the process, the less than best aspects of

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To all you fabulous friends, fans, students and general supporters, I have a request:If you have 4 minutes, can you please go to:http://www.sfbg.com/bob/2008/Go to page 3 and vote for"Temple of Poi"Under "4. Best Dance Studio"And, if you feel extra inspired and have an extra few minutes, your voice can be heard on page 8 where you can write a blurb about Temple of Poi or GlitterGirl. Thanks for

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i sent an email to a friend of mine today who was feeling somewhat challenged by confronting death through supporting a friend who recently transitioned due to breast cancer. it reminded me of this experience i had a few weeks ago on the AIDS ride...when i was on the AIDS ride i had this moment of really letting go of my life and surrendering into the inevitability of my eventual death. If it is

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I think part of what makes joy so tremendous is often theovercoming of obstacles -- the human spirit in triumph. For me,the Aids ride being complete and the joy of the experiencewouldn't be so profound if i hadn't gone through so much struggleand adversity to get there. my thought is that the struggle itself (often the pain) oftendefines the context/character of the joy through the

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Most of my life i have been at the front of the pack in everything i do. what a radically different experience to be at the end of the pack... perhaps the 20th rider to the end. pulling into the VA center in LA i screamed with joy like i never have before... high fives to riders as i passed them and they congratulated me... tears of joy, relief, pride... pain... release... so much emotion. i did

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at 65 miles, todays ride seems... in a surprising shift in perspective, short. i am, however, struggling to get out of bed again because we have to be out even earlier today as everything closes earlier. once again, the caboose is chasing me. i'm struggling at the beginning of the ride... the first 4 miles i'm sluggish, at best. i move along, doing my best... and then suddenly i catch up to a

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Liz is sick, i'm not feeling too well and getting out of bed simply seems impossible. i send Liz off -- since she is sick and will SAG out for the day -- telling her i will deal with the tent and everything. I try to fall back to sleep, but really, after tossing and turning, can't manage it. I slowly work my way out of the tent... stretching, putting in my ipod, and deal with my resistance to

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Me, my amazing tent mate Liz, and some wonderful friends we shared time withon the ride. :)

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Undoubtedly, this is the easiest day of the ride from the perspective of duration. at 42.5 miles, the route closes at 3 (unlike most other days when it closes at 7) and ends in Lompoc where people can take the bus into town. on this day, everyone is encouraged to wear red so that when the switch backs get hit about half way through the ride, the riders dotting the edge of the road look like the

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after getting rubbed out on day two and taped up on day 3 and riding 42 miles the day before, i thought i'd be okay today. but not so much. after about 4 miles of very shallow up hill, my left quad was in agony. beyond belief. on a pain scale it was probably a solid 8 on a scale of 1 to 10, so i found myself on the side of the road crying in pain, waiting for the sweep vehicle to come by and pick

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Today started out strong. i became a bicyclist in the first leg of the day, for the first time really feeling the cadence of the pedals and understanding a rhythm. i passed a lot of people on the ride to the first rest stop and rode out really strong. it felt good after two days of riding so little. the first 8 miles was great. but alas, the next leg was the actual quad buster... a long steep

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leg feels betterish. With only 43 miles total on my bike I'm ready to try the infamous quadbusters hill. Up early, out just after 7. We shall see. Today I want to make rest stop 3 where jim and frank and franks mom are. It is only 31 miles out but after the 1000 foot assent...

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jeremey and I drop into deep conversation and I finally feel a sense of belonging in thisassive moving city. Intense. We go to dinner and I take my first mead with friends. I meet other friends of his and hear Moks story - hit by a car ilona a training ride two weeks earner. What?!? And you walked away? And your here?See Boston. Hugs. Announcements. Stories. Tears. How we are making a difference.

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Jeremey and I drop into deep conversation and I finally feel a sense of belonging in thisassive moving city. Intense. We go to dinner and I take my first mead with friends. I meet other friends of his and hear Moks story - hit by a car ilona a training ride two weeks earner. What?!? And you walked away? And your here?See Boston. Hugs. Announcements. Stories. Tears. How we are making a difference.

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left quad a mess; so tight after only 20 miles of relatively easy. Sweep to rest stop 1 where medical says to stop for the day, that my IT bandis screwed up. I guess they figures I didnt know the difference between my quad and IT band. They SAG (support and gear) (the folks that take u back to camp not the sweep people who take u to the next rest area) me first to lunch. My second encounter

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11 hours of sleep in the cold, wet outdoors really helped! Condensation inside and out of our tent. Wet wet wet. Water dripping on me in the middle of the night. And waking feeling so much better, stronger in mind and body. Getting ready in camp, reminded at the pain I felt when the crowd boo'd at opening ceremonies for when the talked about even repulicans riding: how is that judgement any

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first, no Internet in camp, so glad for my iPhone and this will be brief to save battery.Biggest hill I could imagine. I am not sure I have hiked something that steep going on 92 to highway 1... Walked a lot of the hill; first water stop 30 minutes before close; next stop leaving only 2 minutes before close; next stop I pull in after clocking my second longest ride to date at about 31 miles. My

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at least i slept last night. and, i'm still fighting some cold... sweating in my sleep and waking up to visit the toilet a lot. I hope that's all just a good sign! at least i feel strong... so glad this is starting.

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...lots of lines... wrist bands... tags... and unfortunate inefficiencies that really triggered me! LOL. a very receptive staff, open to feedback on how to improve. grateful for that. getting home to finish packing... up most of the night sick last night. my body knows the change is coming. so coming. upon me. 2.5 hours of sleep. want to be in bed by 6 pm tonight so i can get up early... have to

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Liz and I had such a great conversation today. i know it will be really great to have her as my tent mate. I'm glad to have someone so positive that i can relate to. it felt good to know my nightmare won't come true!

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Mom sent me the coolest email today. i cried when i read it -- spontaneously bursting into tears because in all my 39 years, i have never felt so supported by my Mom as i did in that moment. Her email was so beautiful, including all the things you'd want your mom to say to you, especially the perfect reminders of exactly what i needed to read: Just a note to wish you well on your AIDS/

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Boston gave me some great support this morning. I'm glad he's also doing the ride. And, it was great to see Decker today. more reflection from someone who has known me for 7.5 years, having seen me through some of the most massive of changes i've made in my life... my name change, leaving my corporate job... and, as i told him about my new perspective and my willingness to be picked up and almost

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-13824009534890268792008-05-25T19:15:00.000-07:002008-06-17T17:05:34.076-07:00

I first found the Burning Man community through my old tribe, the Illuminaughty. I went to a party last night where i got to spend a lot of time with that group of people. it was interesting. i felt at home. it was good to see so many of my friends.. especially Dom who has known me 10 years -- longer than anyone in California. i think about the dozens of people i know and it was interesting to

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-11338988527738492652008-05-24T18:45:00.000-07:002008-06-17T17:04:20.361-07:00

and did a short ride. 3 miles. at least i was on the bike.

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Jim is the person who told me about the ride first -- he had to take time off from the Temple to go on the Ride. His partner Frankie's birthday was this weekend. I got to speak to Frankie today and it was really interesting to hear how certain he is i can do the ride. He was so supportive. i love that about him.

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-6035342167678574072008-05-23T22:23:00.000-07:002008-06-17T17:06:07.468-07:00

resistance. wow. i spent the day crying, avoiding picking up the bike. at some point though, i relaxed into the experience and changed my perspective. instead of wanting to ride a certain amount, i decided the entire exploration was really about being with and in my body, giving myself 1 full week of time to simply focus on being on an exploration with total strangers and no computer to rely on

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-44770200414667096942008-05-19T10:09:00.000-07:002008-06-17T17:00:56.428-07:00

glad i have a tune up on tuesday and the brakes being installed!

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-974137870793133602008-05-18T21:27:00.000-07:002008-06-17T16:58:28.862-07:00

3:30 am. can't sleep. watch a movie. still can't sleep. 5:45, i decide to go for a ride. Bay to Breakers is today... No problem, i can ride past the mess of traffic and ride around it. I'm geared up with my warmest stuff... 53 degrees outside and foggy and overcast. a typical pre-sunrise moment in SF to be sure. Yippie! i get on the bike and whoo hoo! i feel good. i'm so glad i'm riding. maybe

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-47871043538218797712008-05-18T20:36:00.000-07:002008-06-17T16:59:45.532-07:00

Yes! i'm using the bike as a commute vehicle again. To Sioux's place and back, with a little extra. wow! i put in 13 miles again today. that wasn't much work at all. :)

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-37929595238986888412008-05-17T20:12:00.000-07:002008-06-17T16:57:13.748-07:00

...still avoiding the bike...

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-23278239009983844592008-05-16T10:30:00.000-07:002008-06-17T16:53:24.775-07:00

I don't want to get on the bike. I need to, i know... i simply don't want to.

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-52117159585183980572008-05-14T23:22:00.000-07:002008-06-17T16:54:49.594-07:00

Sadly, the commuting represents my 3rd longest ride to date... but the good news is i put on 13.4 miles doing my things around town. wow! today was the first day i did a night ride -- back from the Temple to my home after helping Kendra light fire for the first time. The accomplishment is profound though -- i actually achieved my goal of using my bike for commuting. it was hard to get through the

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-62185143357477390272008-05-12T16:16:00.000-07:002008-06-17T16:55:11.277-07:00

It's okay. i just need to get on the bike. Today is a 23.4 mile ride through the presidio and golden gate park. it wasn't so bad really... not nearly so bad as the 58 miles i did the other day...

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-265015924065138262008-05-10T21:54:00.000-07:002008-06-17T16:55:42.930-07:00

Mikey is leaving today. I'm up early, Mike and Atreyu went out dancing last night so they are both lagging since they came home at 4:30 am and we're supposed to leave for the airport at 6:45. Realizing i was risking missing the ride, i decided to catch the BART from SF to the east bay rather than have Atreyu drop me off on his way back from dropping Mike at the airport. Not the way i wanted to

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-47148289189265348402008-05-09T17:27:00.000-07:002008-07-15T17:37:38.099-07:00

When I first conceived of doing this ride, apart from the obvious community service aspects, it was for the following reasons on a personal level: get in shape, dramatically changing the shape of my body change my relationship to my body get comfortable on a bike so i could use it as a transportation vehicle in SF that was in September when i got back from japan. cross training began. I was

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-62764235360364137272008-05-09T11:51:00.000-07:002008-06-17T16:48:00.682-07:00

on or about the 9th of may, i realized i had to reach my financial goals by the 16th of may if i didn't want to have to stand in line during orientation. with $770 to raise, the question became, how dedicated to this was I? I realized immediately i was not willing to fund it all out of my own pocket, so i needed to raise money. In just a few short days, friends and family alike poured support

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-82028297009214273272008-05-09T05:17:00.001-07:002008-06-17T16:46:23.599-07:00

I had a horrible dream that i couldn't find a tent mate... then i got stuck with a stranger. the stranger had an air mattress that they used, full queen size thing. it filled most of the tent. so there i was in the tent squished on my side between the air mattress and the side of the tent... then i woke up in a cold sweat. geez... is this going to be my fate? I need to find a tent mate...

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-49759736519347068872008-05-08T03:32:00.000-07:002008-06-17T16:29:45.276-07:00

when i first conceived of doing this ride, apart from the obvious community service aspects, it was for the following reasons on a personal level: * get in shape, dramatically changing the shape of my body * change my relationship to my body * get comfortable on a bike so i could use it as a transportation vehicle in SFthat was in September when i got back from japan. cross training

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-81717094498109536902008-05-04T07:06:00.000-07:002008-07-21T11:28:53.182-07:00

I got handfasted on Thursday. Wow! What an amazing experience. My amazing partner, Atreyu, and I wrote a 20 page covenant outlining what we are creating for ourselves and with each other. These are pictures from Fire Drums taken by a wonderfully sensitive photographer and flow artist there.

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-69505974242037913022008-05-04T06:08:00.000-07:002008-07-15T17:00:19.908-07:00

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I was surprised to read all these benefits to drinking tea today in a greatlittle marketing pamphlet from octavia tea (octaviatea.com) -- so I thoughtI'd share in case it was useful to others. The brochure claims,"According to Scientific Studies, a daily cup of tea:- Reduces physical signs of aging (time magazine)- Slow age-related decline in brain function (american journal of clinicalnutrition)

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-69118271727805485112008-03-04T15:00:00.000-08:002008-03-04T15:08:10.648-08:00

A dear friend who is also on a weight loss journey wrote this to me today: "I feel very supported hearing my experiences and feelings echoed. Makes me feel like I'm not an island."I wrote this in response... I rather enjoyed it and thought it might be inspirational for everyone on their journey of growth. I was sharing to help you see that while you are an island -- it is your journey and yours

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-6909937854560461352008-02-22T10:15:00.001-08:002008-02-22T11:03:24.556-08:00

Please support my body transformation while I ride to end AIDS.When I was 22 years old, I graduated from college. I was a fairly miserable person at the time -- I hated my life, my family and most of all, myself. As I came home from a shopping excursion to buy clothes to wear for interviews for my new ventures into corporate America, I discovered just how big I was. I was directed by a very

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-33956289645416708322008-01-23T02:16:00.001-08:002008-01-23T02:17:24.325-08:00

December 11, as part of the San Francisco Food Bank's Canned Food Drive!

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-76259026249202641842008-01-23T02:13:00.001-08:002008-01-23T02:15:48.637-08:00

So here I am looking in the mirror. I imagine it is somewhat like waking up from plastic surgery. The face I¹ve known my whole adult life is disappearing before my eyes.Since July, I've lost nearly 40 pounds and it is starting to show up in my face... Or rather, starting to not show up in my face.It was one thing when I looked in the mirror and didn't recognize my body --- I mean, that's weird

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-77093332043898819132007-12-31T16:13:00.000-08:002007-12-31T16:16:19.934-08:00

Question:How do you boost your expectations with Vitamin Joy so that you are guided to the Highest Vistas imaginable?Glitter. I have often thought of the dark part of the experience of life like a piece of black construction paper. Imagine if you will you are looking at the paper and all you see is a vast blackness. You inspect the paper, you look it over and then you tip it just the right way

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-26901281958232109692007-12-31T16:10:00.001-08:002007-12-31T16:12:54.232-08:00

A friend sent this on an email list I'm on -- it is a meditation to help stay in the center:You are the owner/heir to your own karma. Your outcome depends on your actions and not my wishes. No matter how I might wish things to be otherwise, things are as they are. Although I wish only the best for you, I also know that your happiness and unhappiness depends upon your actions, not my wishes for

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-40163991748357350272007-12-23T16:09:00.000-08:002007-12-31T16:09:42.153-08:00

May the best of last year be the worst of this yearand may we all say this to,bear witness to it being soand consciously co-create it with each other...in truth, as a tribe, every moment... of every lifetime we experience in this dimension...and all others... for all time... always.

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Looking back in time, humans organized themselves toward a common purpose ofsurvival using a hierarchical model sometimes known as tribes. There was aleader (a chief for example), a healer, a warrior, a cook -- every one hadtheir place. Because of the technological stage of development, the tribe had noopportunity to move toward a vision that was beyond survival. As technologyadvance, survival

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The other day I found myself triggered by a friend's choice to, from my perspective, fart their ideas into my space. I put it that way because it is both humorous and, from where I sit, accurate. Farts often occur without consciousness -- simply happening, kind of like when we know something or think we know something about what is going on and we just blurt it out. From my perspective, my friend

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-46502943100371064822007-09-07T09:30:00.000-07:002007-11-01T02:01:40.513-07:00

The night Audree, Sean and I went out to film in July required us to synch up our iPods. We didn't want to drag a boom box around with all the fire gear as well as the camera gear, so instead, we shared the same playlist on our iPods so we could have some shared reality as I was spinning without disrupting the rest of the world.Of course, then you have to sync up the ipods. Well, we started

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-34525625788953435932007-09-06T01:50:00.000-07:002007-11-01T01:54:02.095-07:00

Since we didn't head north into the path of the typhoon, we decided we'd go visit Arashiyama, Kyoto again and film some poi dancing. Check out this silk flag poi dancing set by GlitterGirl (and order your own set of flags if you're so inspired!)

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Sean arrived. More sushi. Freshly imported wine with Spencer. Making plans. Oh, and finding out about a Typhoon. A typhoon? What? Didn't I get enough rain on Monday night? (see "warm summer rain" entry)Hmmm... What to do. The typhoon is heading directly for the area where the festival is. Maybe we should wait a day and go up on Friday instead...

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A friend just got back from her 10 day sit and was finding herself in a place of disappointment over how she hasn't been sitting as much and how it was harder than the first. I found myself noticing the perfection of the experience, and sent this her way:How perfect your experience it. It is the very example of how you can choose equanimity in each moment. It is the perfect example of it all,

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-80695559158619058982007-09-04T09:22:00.000-07:002007-10-28T20:16:54.235-07:00

After escaping the love hotel and accompanying Spencer on his research adventure at the travel agent, we headed toward Kyoto, stopping to watch Transformers in English with Japanese subtitles. It was interesting to see the movie again (the third time, actually) in a foreign country. There is a line in the movie, which if you've seen a preview you've already seen, about the autobots being really

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-6693495581004912382007-09-04T09:18:00.000-07:002007-10-28T20:14:40.908-07:00

As cool as the love hotel is, the most limiting aspect of it is the fact that once you check in, you can't leave the room unless you are checking out. This meant that when Spencer had to get up and go for class, I had to go with him... To late to figure that out, he missed class, we slept in, and then were late getting out of the room.Of course, the Love Hotel is designed for you to have a "rest"

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-29474449056477923592007-09-04T09:16:00.001-07:002007-10-18T11:42:15.487-07:00

In Japan, I've been told the children live with their parents until they marry. This could mean that at 35 you'd still be shacked up with Mom and Pop. Let's say you have a partner and you want some private alone time. What do you do then? Love Hotels. How cool. They are themed hotels that only allow male/female couples -- not two men, not two women and not you alone. Have a fantasy about Sailor

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-50940674871376057302007-09-04T09:13:00.000-07:002007-10-28T20:12:33.007-07:00

After braving the rain, we decided to go to a club. We arrived at the Grand Café (?) which is more like a large bar lounge with a small dance area than a club. The 500 Yen cover charge included a drink ticket each, which, really, is quite a deal considering you could easily pay that alone for the drink. I stuck to water and let Spencer grab my ticket with his while we hung out. Shortly after

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-56736280635026907452007-09-04T02:16:00.000-07:002007-10-28T20:14:24.189-07:00

i have been saying su me ma sen -- or trying to.it helps.i had a cool multicultural experience with that.it means excuse me/pardon me for putting you out -- that sort of thing.i was in the bookstore yesterday and this girl and i almost bumped into each other.at the exact same time, she said, "I'm sorry" and i said, "Su me mi sen" -- it was a cool moment

glittergirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02296634425866959071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29074034.post-58212394373108671252007-09-03T22:07:00.000-07:002007-10-19T02:33:43.063-07:00

Last month when Hunter and I had a gig out in Discovery Bay (see entry for "Fire Dancers Stuck in the fire") and were enjoying the warm summer evening air, we got to talking with Audree (who was our safety for the night) about how our experience on the east coast was so different weather wise. In San Francisco, you rarely experience a warm summer night because the warm air from the Central Valley

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