Obviosity

So the main major obvious thing here is that I have not been very vigilant on the upkeep of this blog shiz. shlop on me. Not Flop, not shame, but shlop. Shlop away. "Sometimes I feel like such an asshole for the thoughts I think." Said Maggie, this morning, which made me laugh. Haven't we all felt that way? Any of us golden hearted few with self-reflection capabilities? Yeah. That's what I thought. Yo Katie, Clock in ALMONTE what whaaaat!!!!? Katie has said,"Sarah, if you can make it in Lima, Peru, you can make it anywhere!!" And I was like, ummm, Lima was a cakewalk for me. If I can make it in Almonte, Ontario, at JR'S family restaurant, and survive WING NIGHT - then yes, I CAN make it anywhere.

Dee Lite

A clue. An idea. What's a flower, before it's a flower? What does it look like, what does it do? Let me ask you this. What's your faaaaaaaavorite thing, ever, in the whole world? Better than ice cream, better than a sweet cool breeze through the window on the hottest of hot days? Better than beef jerky, better than finding a $50 in an old pair of jeans? Ok, ok, ok, better than... Let me shy away from being cryptic here. And now, a POEM:

breezes salty graze my cheek
silent rushes touch my skin
then someone kicks up the dust
I sneeze.

i bought a bunch of flowers
they were painted so they turned
the water blue
in the city they sell painted flowers
painted
they turn the water
blue

hopped on my bike
crossed the bridge
let my hair get wet in the rain
locked my bike
went in to dry off
the rain kept raining
tom waitsing the concrete

this was me
i was by myself
having an inner dialogue
i smiled

i said please and thank you

i hopped back on my bike

back across the bridge

a messenger propelled
by silent power
exhilerated finally
making it home

always zipping like a pixel of light

Congratulations

Why is CONGRATULATIONS a word I would like to at all costs avoid? I mean, what else can you say? I asked my Dad this on Sunday, and he said "Good on ya." "Way to go", "Good one". and I was like what, someone get's married and you say "Good for you." ???? So then he says to me "Why do you ask?" and I said, oh, it's just something I was thinking about today, trying to figure out, to which he says " holy geez..GET SOME REST!" To which I laughed people, oh, I laughed. I was TIRED! I had phoned him to wish him a Happy Thanksgiving. I could audibly hear him roll his eyes. "Oh, yeah, that's really.." right up your alley, eh Dad? Really rings your bell eh? Money cannot be eaten people. What the hieeeelll is with the huge WALL STREET bailout anyway right?? People in Detroit are standing on the Bruce Springsteen, John Cougar Mellencamp poor people line, and people with Ferraris get to eat an extra sandwhich for lunch. My rent is late - Hey WORLD BANK bail me out PLAYERS! Money cannot be eaten. But it can be spent! On a $300 dollar feather head piece that I dont even need! Oh yes it can! I totally need to find a reason, ie; make a reason, to wear this thing. It's been sitting on my dresser for two years collecting dust (granted, my feathers are a liiiitttle higher than this one) and it's pretty much just become a novelty piece. That and my 4 inch Zebra heels that make me look like a freaking STORK. 9'12 people. Should I wear them together? Tall Thalia, check please, TAXI! My Dad has been under a little bit of pressure, taking on the world courts for the genocide of the First Nations people. He's also hearing stories about Residential school horrors that are totally taking their toll on him due to the horrifyingly depressing nature and pain that they bring up being that my Dad is perhaps overly empathetic. Pass the salt! Because of these things, I let it slide when I noticed him not really listening to me or paying full attention to our conversation. (I got you Katie. we good sister) I was like "Hey Pops, what are you watching the game or something?" "No. just clicking through." I thought he meant clicking through what I was saying..then I was like HEY! YOU'RE CLICKING THROUGH THE CHANNELS! NOT through what I'm saying. YOU ARE WATCHING TV!!!! HEY!Let's wrap this up like a donair then! Roll it out like a bowling ball! I'm stoked that despite the pressure he is under I can make him chuckle. I mean, don't even get me started, once he starts laughing my Dad style jokes just start flowing 'til he's doubled over with laughter and nearly coughs up a lung.Hey Katie - making Sean, Forde or Dad laugh - What's better? Honestly? The sense of supreme satisfaction it brings. High Rolling Dawg, Big Pimping Player. Why does Snoop Dog use an Umbrella?? FO' DRIZZLE. Only he totally didn't get that one to which I say FLOP!

Father. Time. Beard.

I know that this is how long your beard is by now.
I have been SUCH a slacker. It's that time of year! Scampering like a squirrel? Writing more freehand then tip tap typing away as well. If my computer machine was a tiny little mac baby instead of a giant toshiba beast I would probably carry it with me and update more often. Let's not rest on such mechanical matters, true? We have bigger fish to fry! Such as: It's Autumn in NEW YORK. Honestly, the most beautiful time of year to be here. The leaves are changing, the sky is crisp.It makes me want to listen to orchestral jazz while walking down the street, going to see a play or the opera. Even just sitting outside the Met at night. Looking and listening. It's the romance aspect of my love affair with this city. I was making dinner for the kids on Sunday, in their Park Ave. Apartment, with picture windows overlooking the city. The family was out, except for Owen the 4 year old, who was working on art projects on the table in front of me. We had some lyrical jazz playing and I was joking with him in an Italian accent " Eh, Owen, why you nat a clean up a da mess, den you maka lifa so easy for me ah!?" He would laugh so hard. The food smelled good, the night sky was sparkling, and we were straight chillen. I took a moment to be like "Wow, there is not way that I can 'status update' this feeling." The combination of the city, the kitchen, the music, the love from sweet little Owen. Feeling cosy and at home, in a city I've always wanted to live with a four year old I didn't know just over a year ago. It's actually not a miracle at all, it's just so funny how the simple, natural things can feel so miraculous the moment we recognise them.

Taco Time

Well, someone informed me that my friend and I had our picture posted on a sight called "street boner" (i know.)The caption was "If your wondering what look to go with tonight, how about the smartest, funnest, healthiest people on the planet?" and the rating of Kittens out of 10 was 10 out of 10 Kittens. I smiled pretty big and was stoked. and then I read the pedestrian comments, and they were something like "pink pants needs to eat a burger, or five, and I'm so over her 'middle aged man' hair" "glasses looks like an asian man and who does pinky think she is with her ugly stick legs" it went on and on..shocking me at first, but then I laughed pretty hard later on at the "middle aged man" hair comment since when I brush my hair back like that, my Dad, who looks like Michael Douglas, loves it.. also, why fight nature? My hair does that naturally. I was always teased for being skinny, I guess it still gets peoples goat. Not everyone who is slim has an eating disorder, and not everyone who is slim loves themselves or feels confident. really though, what get's people who leave comments like that IS the confidence. I don't think a secure person would take the time to stir up the pot. I was teased really badly when I was young - I didn't even realise there was a "problem" until I wore my Dad's shorts to school one day (baggy clothes were "in") and everyone started pointing and laughing. That was when I was 9. Now that I'm 30, I don't let it bother me as much. Those who believe, don't know, and those who know....don't need to believe. We all pass judgement in little ways on the day to day, it's natural and it's human. To go the extra step and be venemous, however, is too easy. It doesn't take any extra dosage of wit to say something scathing and sarcastic. It does take an innovative mind to say something positive and constructive, to be funny without harming others. My Dad would say "It takes time to build a bridge; you need a vision, a blueprint, a crew, building materials. It takes only a few seconds to burn a bridge - all you need is a match."

SUMMERTIME

Summer is now in full effect. I have expanded my horizons passed the Lower East Side and East Village - I actually went out in BUSHWICK the other night which was like a christmas miracle. The people in Brooklyn are so chill, stylish and fun. everyone has a bike. My bike was still not fixed so saturday I had the most *r o m a n t i c* double ride ever. I sat on the handle bars. It was a steamy summer evening. I felt like I was 16 in Springfield, Ohio. Last night over at Maggies, our new friend Debbie from California came over. I was like "Hey Ladies! Let's make manifestation collages!" ie. make a collage of everything we are feeling and thinking to attract what we desire. Debbie pops out with "I have my manifestation book with me, I carry it everywhere" Basically, she writes at the top of the page "HOW I FOUND THE PERFECT APARTMENT" and then list 20 ways that it could come about - from the most absurd and outlandish (my cousin moves in next to a widow who has no family in NY and gives him an apartment which he passes on to me) to the more basic (my friend moves to LA and leaves me her keys). This girl has manifested FREE AIRLINE TICKETS. She said to herself "I love travelling too much to have to pay for airline tickets." So she made a manifestation list. Virgin airlines has a system that allows you to add a 'buddy' that is not related (most airlines it has to be a spouse or relative) Debbie did make up for a woman from Virgin and thelady said "I already have someone, but I have friends that don't!" Long story short, she met with the girls friend, some dude, and is now his buddy. She flies for free! Every now and then, they meet for dinner, or chat on the phone, but that's it. It came from the manifestation list. The point is to get the imagination and energy rolling out in all different directions, so that the universe opens up the options and various ways that something may be available to you. OUr feelings and desires create the current of the river. That's what 'get out of your own way' means. Feel, project, and let the UNIVERSE DELIVER. Expect the unexpected.

Parts

I have been a free bird for the month of July. Visitors have been coming in rotation from Montreal. My bike's back tire needs to be replaced, but while it was rolling it was paradise - love love love crusing the city on wheels. It's amazing how just a little physical activity can make ALL the difference in the world. Since the tire has been out of order my bike misses me and I miss it. I'm dog/cat sitting for my friend Maggie right now, who's visiting her man in Georgia. Walking Kafka feels pretty amazing - a lovely female strolling down the block with a wolf look alike in the inner city can never be a bad ting. I feel like some kind of goddess warrior that came to deliver a message to the people, and that's how people look at me. Kafka is such a good dog. When Maggie was in Costa Rica 3 years ago, he was a stray puppy who followed her around everywhere - so she took him to the vet, got him all his shots, and brought him back to NY. I'm staying at her place so that Kaf and the two cats, buttons and bigsby, don't get lonely. They love human company. Even though my house is not far, when I'm there and they're here I can feel them wondering where we are. Today is the most glorious sunny summer day. Totally flawless. I've started doing PARTS modeling - For Hands, Feet and Legs. I suppose I'm doing full modeling as well - only I joined an agency called PARTS as well, that is specifically for parts of course. It really tickles my funny bone. I'll be laughing all the way to the bank once I book one of the gigs. An advert like this one pays about $4grand. Not even kidding. Per finger. I had a casting yesterday for the 'shoe show' in August. I'll let you know how that pans out! I figure I'm a shoe in.. I've been getting hype on the HUNA and Ho'oponopono(the Hawaiian Code of Forgiveness) lately. My Dad introduced me to HO'OPONOPONO and I started looking into it a little deeper because I felt I needed to sprinkle more of it into my life. So I discovered it comes from HUNA


The Seven Principles of Huna


IKE -The world is what you think it is
KALA -There are no limits, everything is possible
MAKIA -Energy flows where attention goes
MANAWA -Now is the moment of power
ALOHA -To love is to be happy with
MANA -All power comes from within
PONO -Effectiveness is the measure of truth