words. thoughts. & various particulars.

TM in schools. something refreshing. sigh. 

http://layogamagazine.com/content/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=66&Itemid=34

this is worth the lengthy read.

the new world….scary, predicted and too close to home.

http://www.informationclearinghouse.info/article20278.htm

day seven and still thwarting chaos. and in that chaos is subtle, divine clarity and calm. so all is well! i believe that nothing is really that big of a deal. so we deal with it. and roll.

my summer travel plans and spiritual pilgrimage obviously have plans of their own. i am in flow with it. it looks as if monday i’ll be heading east now. that is if none of my ideas manifest into housing. partly things are more “difficult” this time because i refuse to live as most fairfielders and visitors do- in shambles. and as i’ve done here in the past. house hopping, couch surfing and the like.

which brings me to my other concerns. why are all the houses here dilapidated? why are people so apparently downtrodden? people put up with an awful lot of shit just so they can “stay in fairfield.”

i refuse to live out of my car. we did that already. like five years ago. i’ve worn patchwork. i’ve spanged on the side of the road. i’ve begged for a roof and shower before. so over it. if things can’t be comfortable (and i don’t just mean freshies and bowl of hot food) than it simply won’t work. thank you very much.

the standards are higher these days. and rightfully so. i am deserving. and this jupiter period is helping me to set the computer programming for long term hard-drive success. so a week in the dome it is i guess. isn’t time inconsequential anyway?……too bad. sigh. there are such sweet moments here. and i really wanted to be here for guru purnima and my birthday…..

but there have been some magical intellectual experiences to document. i now have validation that my intuition is more right on than i realized prior. my beingness is quite on point. and the truest expression of this is, the sweetness of Self that i’ve felt in relative existence (houston and the like) is exactly the same here in fairfield and in the dome. same experiences inside meditation and outside of meditation. it appears that it doesn’t really matter where i am these days. i’m tapped in. i’ve arrived. and now i know it. being continues to be seamless. refreshing really….

well ketu has brought his fuckery about the place. ketu + cancer + ninth house= instability in housing. may include animals (mainly dogs) and changes to relationships (sorry a & j.) shukra being conjunct with ketu currently and all. add fairfield to the mix, and there really shouldn’t be any surprises about any of it. ha!

raja has not taken well to andrea and is actually making her quite nervous. i am realizing i have been preemptive about his socialization. he obviously needs more rehabilitation than i thought necessary. so here we go again. finding housing in fairfield that happens to be dog friendly. but not one dog this time, two…. or my ass is back in houston this weekend. sait la vie. one must be flexible, musn’t one? ahhh the ketu fuckery. i can only imagine when ketu maha dasha hits + sati sat + 2012….should i be nervous? or very enlightened by then? 

well, i guarantee if it weren’t dogs screwing up my life, it’d damn well be something else….. roll with it i say. i guess i should be laughing at myself. when did i ever think plans actually worked out like you planned them? oh, right, thanks rahu. they don’t. i’m just glad i actually do have a home. even if it is 2,000 miles away…..

today has felt a bit like slogging through the mire. rounding catching up with me? or just the heat of summer? one can always place some harmless blame on fairfield itself eh? sure, no harm there. i figure i may be writing off some of my intensities while i’m here. an attempt to keep me sane or something….

so i’m enjoying myself. one can do anything for a month can’t one? yes. one can. i can do fairfield for a month mos def. sometimes i get an itch to want to stay. then it passes. thankfully the relative has been treating me quite well lately. so i have no excuses or need to stay at this point. and am certainly not needing to run away from anything. (finally!) rather refreshing really.

currently life has felt quite seamless in fact. super fluid. i wonder if that will last avec le rounding. or will my inner muck get stirred and shaken? i had a moment yesterday. “what is this annoying and familiar head space that just attacked me? oh god! is this depression?” then it passed. whew. duck and dodge. today it was a moment of boredom. oh yes, just the fairfield compression mixed with a little meditation and a pinch of unstressing. frankly it would be impossible not to have a moment or two of it. have you ever been here? of course my last few days of “rounding” have mostly been deep, unadulterated sleep. cleaning house, right? sure.

then of course there’s the whole “familiar faces popping out of the woodwork” scenario. my worlds keep collapsing. (there must be an adyantya abhava joke in there somewhere.) why is this so bizarro? their dramas have continued this last year. would i expect anything less? who needs television. just kick it on your porch for awhile and listen with amusement. ah the fairfield soap opera some call life. what’s more bizarro perhaps is the dome. same oddities. same noises. same distasteful sights. are people miserable or do they just look the part? its impossible to tell truths in this environment. ahh kali yug? or?

i must however quit looking at my jyotish books. it is starting to drive me crazy. i get to a certain point with it where it is just sheer mind fuckery. enough! everything is divine and unfolding gracefully. and of course i have much more to say that i would not dare write on a mediocre blog for all to see. but love matters do exist as much as i deny it…

thank god for lululemon. i never realized how just a simple pair of velocity crops and a deep v tank could make life more bareable, more exciting and of course draw multiple stares….is it the way i match my blacks? undeniable style? or maybe even the pink streak in my hair? give ‘em something to look at i say. jah bless it.

tomorrow is day four….

www.swatijr8.esty.com

yes, my friends, crucial roots will be live and in-house for the next few weeks as i am indeed in the vicinity. in the area. in the sphere….with my two wolves at my heels…. perhaps you’ll see us skankin’ the streets, dancin’ to the internal beats. watch it though! i’m likely to become emo from too much meditation. (but do be so kind as to give a holla anyhow.) big ups to all my friends- old and new. the familiar faces, smiles and hugs are oh so refreshing.

during this week’s show, i will pull from some of the first crucial roots playlists that there ever were. oooh- how exciting.

**my breddah will be making exodus to the Mother Land again this tuesday…blessings Ahmed. sending love and vibez to you and family en le Ethiopia. selam! this one’s for you….

kruu lp 100.1 fm

audio stream at www.kruufm.com 

crucial roots: every sunday 12-1:00pm

practically an admittance that the terrorist attacks of year’s prior were useful to various political agendas. McCain’s advisor makes a useful and unfortunate slip o’ the verbage. McCain might just be more naive than we thought. but he certainly continues to dissuade the media from accusing him of the obvious wishy washy politician that he is.

http://www.truthout.org/article/aide-terror-attacks-big-advantage-mccain

the elections went as predicted. mugabe re-elected. zimbabwe’s turmoil continues. “fair,” non-violent elections, apparently impossible. 

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/25439940

this just in from russel simmons, fellow jivamukti-ite and transcendental meditator as well as the ever notorious Def Jam genius. word, russel. yuh works keep gettin’ better and better. and you got a nasty adho mukha svanasana indeed!

russell’s diamonds