Project Reflections
| Date | Place | Reflections |
| Jan 14 | Chinese Druming | The energy, the change, the reverberation of sound in a collective copilation of learning. Working together to awaken the Dragon...what a lucky and wonderful experience. |
| jan 20 | Web Page Working | It is interesting to learn and to play with techonolgy, recognizing the influence of it which is extremely deep and at the same time to not take so seriously to investigate it..i dont know but it almost feels like the more i learn about it the less bounded or trapped i feel by it. |
| Saturday 21 | Chinese Druming | Song: |
| Friday 3 | Tai Ji and more | Song: I am just one live/ one piece of earth/ I look up to the sky today/ I am so small I laughed my oversized head// I am just one breath// A wave of air/ I look down to my grave/ Ageless journey the way// I am just one live/ made by night and day/ a nest of change.../ in the love/ in the love I make// |
| Thursday 6 | Waldorf Volunteer | So, this reflection had been written before, but for some unknown reason it got erased.....It was a simple story that moved me and tought me a lot. I was on the playground with a kid, and we had been moving across the little pebbled ground. I found a star (a plastic shaped one) and gave it to him. He immediatly grabbed it and placed it as its stelar fuel and he placed himself as the commet of an intergallatic trip. For me it was awesome to see this amazing vivification through playing, this relationship in which he was directed by the object and was also the director. Hard to describe, feel clumsy with words anyway. So later he established a similar relationship with the branch of a tree. Then he came to me again and we were hangin out and I asked him, where is your star? and he was like i lost it, and then asked where did you find it? and I said here (pointing at the pebbled ground) and he said then all of this are stars!! and it just left me blank yet profound...what this caused is so much...when I wrote this a couple of weeks ago I talked about how it made me feel the potential for comunicating with the life that everything has and by now it has also taugh me to let go and not hold on to any kind of realization or beuty or amazement. |
Song: I am victim of my own fears/ I have chosen to mis-use them so I can always get "caught in between"/ Always so self-tangled in my head/ Paralizing speckles of dust in my breathe/ starving my heart/ chocking/ puting fake edges to my self/ So I can be sharp enough for my own skin/ So I can bleed/I can bleed/ I can bleed// And now I feel my veins/ I embrace/ They can contain my wounds and shadows/ and I can feel/ I can feel/ I can heal/ I can heal |
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| Castaneda | The conditions of a solitary bird are five; The first, that it flies to the highest point; the second, that it does not suffer for company, not even of its own kind; the third, that it aims its beak to the skies; the fourth, that it does not have a definitive color; the fifth, that it sings very sofly. -San Juan de la Cruz, Dichos de Luz y Amor |
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| Synergy | Seing Starhawk produced an event within me that activated information and experiences that were very alert but not in use. It was like a common ground, and understanding ground where so much met and made a curve of strings coming togheter and keep moving. Listening to her was like listening an embodiment of an inner voice depurated from an aiming self-validating mono-dialogue. It was allowing explanations thoughts and feelings I had had or come across in my envirmonment recognize each other, some for the first time some ancient friends, but all acknowledging the matrix of interconections that transmit electricity for flowing and conecting. Then we danced and the forces wihtin without withus....all of us became aware of the basic presence of us of what allows us to be here and the force in interacting and being through these. | |
