My own words, thankyou...

This morning, Angelina and I spent some quiet moments watching the sun rise, listening to the birds, watching clouds, sipping tea (and her hot cacao) etc...we reflected on a few things and then I asked her if she would try to sing the song she'd asked me to sing her the night before.
It was the 'sing a song of sixpence' nursery ryhme, and I asked her if she could repeat the words after me, so she could learn it and sing it to her auntie or the new baby...

I sang 'Sing a song of sixpence a pocket full of rye...', and then asked her to sing it back to me.

She slyly looked at me,...sideways, out the corner of her eyes and with a cheeky grin announced in a sing songy voice, "Zinga Zangah zooo zoo and packet full of POOOOOO". And then dissolved into her own merriment.


I decided not to try anymore 'repeat after me' things this morning.

We watched clouds again.

The new mantra for 2011 for Chinut

This is taken from Mystic Medusa's Thrive Guide for 2011...she's brill :)
As an Aquarian, Scorpio Rising...I just need as much hoodoo as I can functionally take in and utilise. Anyone got some spare memory banks for a brain?

Lack of Sleep and The Life of Brian

Seems only strange chorus like messages come through at the right time, with this latest installment floating in after a very sleepless, hallucinating night of weird thoughts, dreams, nightmares and what-have-u...
Finally after a day of 'catching up' with health, and feeling somewhat downright odd, I get to have a warm shower, and *wow* all by myself after, *wow* having dinner made for me too!! Sacre Bleu an' all that. I haven't been ill for ages and this kind of 'glandy' 'flu-ish' feeling is really not not not welcome...I have babies to look after and 'things to do' and generally, I don't want to be ill, and and and...(you see where my thoughts were hey?)
So I'm in a little pit of despondency and self-pity, under a very warm shower, and in floats...

'When you're chewing on life's gristle, don't give up, just give a whistle!
and soon you'll see things turn - out - for - the - BEeeeeeeeeessssssssssttt....
And...
Always look on the briiiiiight side of life...*whistle-whistle, whistle whistle whistle whistle*
Always look on the briiiiiight side of life... (and so on etc)

oh Monty Python...you so rock
:)

Manose, Deva and Miten at their Sydney concert 08

Lo there all. :)

I've been zenning out with Deva and my nag champa incense. It's been wonderful. Returning to the joy of 'Aud Guray' and the Saraswati song too, it's been so long since I heard them. If you've never experienced the peace of singing along Kirtan style with a chant in sanskrit, then you could be doing yourself a real treat by having a go at it.

Go to this link...

http://www.devapremalmiten.com/music/downloads.htm

and you can download some free music of Deva's and her husband Miten's

Nice hey?

Or if you just want to listen to a bit you can go to this link here...

http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=76976874

and just listen to a few of their songs on their Myspace page

I took Charlie to see Deva and Miten in 'concert' a week or so ago in Brisbane. My lovely friend Michelle got all the tickets organised and sorted out, and we were able to get seats near the front. Charlotte said the seats were not very comfortable, and I'd agree with her. I didn't enjoy the evening as much as last year because of the baby kicking SO much and me being a little 'soft hipped' and not wanting to sit for a long time. They kept on playing and playing and singing and singing all the way past 10:30pm. We were knackered but pleasantly so. :) It is a wonderful thing to be in the presence of people like Deva, Miten and Manose (the woodwind and percussion guy), as they just emanated a love of what they do. Calmly. Happily. Joyfully.

Deva Premal in Brisbane 17.01.07

That was just so full on, and wonderful, and uplifting, and quietning, and calming, and nourishing.

Deva Premal concerts are unlike anything ever experienced before.

From the end of the first little interlude she made it clear that we "don't have to, you know, clap.....after each mantra,........because sometimes, after the mantra ends,......you want to just sit and feel the mantra,................so I am like, giving you the night off....." :)

She's lovely. So slight, and strong, and humble and with just the most lovely lovely lovely resonant voice. To begin the concert she and her husband walked on stage unannounced, very quiet, very slowly and then bowed to the audience, hands in the prayer position, receiving the blessing and sending it back out to all of us. Then they just sat down and got their instruments together, spoke quietly to one another, and then she directs us that "we will start tonight with three Ohms".

If you've ever been in a chanting circle, done a toning meditation with others, or something similar (like belonging to a Welsh choir) you will understand the power that's in a resonant chant. Times that by hundreds of people in one auditorium and you have an idea of why I nearly exploded with JOY on the first Ohm. :))

Their accompanying flautist was great too. Very cute.

The concert went over time as it's their first one of the year and they were getting themselves together and they just went with the flow. It was great. Highlight of the night was the Gayatri Mantra which everyone wished was earlier in the night when our voices were stronger. Oh but it does not matter when really, it was always going to be 'the thing' of the concert for me.

Michelle dressed up so nicely that a complete stranger gave her a compliment. She had a black floor length skirt on with a blood red velvet corset...and her hair up in little Teutonic buns, like a mini Princess Leia. :) I was in linen pants and shirt that creased easily. I looked remarkably well matched to the rest of the audience. :) It had to happen sometime.....

Yep! I'm going 'a chanting'. Yay! :)
So happy I could BURST.
My lovely friend Michelle has come through yet again to be my companion on another spiritual excercise. What a girl. She's even booked the tickets on her card 'cause mine's maxed. What a friend. We've got tickets to see Deva Premal and her lovely husband play at City Hall in Brisbane on Wednesday the 17th.
I must just reiterate.....YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

Deva Premal walking on a beach in Maui.

"I luv chanting", that's my new mantra............ :)

I have been listening to Deva Premal for about a year or more now. Didn't know who I was listening to at first until I realised that I 'just LOVED that music', and made it my thing to find out who was singing this great stuff! My Holistic Feng Shui teacher always had it playing in the background at the courses I took.

One of my favourites, or the one I am most connecting with, at the moment is 'Chidananda'.
The lyric is 'Chidananda roopah, shivoham, shivoham'
which translated means ....
'I am eternal bliss, I am Shiva'

All of the lyric (which is quite long and extensive) is to do with accepting one's inherent divinity, by saying that you realise you are not the material self, but the true essence of you is......you, the eternal spirit-soul, the spark of the All.

I like that. :)

The other translations of the chants can be found at....

http://www.mitendevapremal.com/music/lyrics_chords.htm

They are playing at the Brisbane City Hall on the 14th I think. I know it will be sold out by now but if there is a chance that someone has a ticket, I'm there. Really. I'll even give you a lift home. :) !

Namaste, Om Shanti
xx

Happiness is a rice paper wall hanging

Happiness is a rice paper wall hanging. It's true.

I 're-did', 'feng-shuied', 'space-cleared' and otherwise re-arranged 'The Land of Spare-Oom' on Sunday. It was a beautiful thing. Once complete, I had floor space up the wahzoo, an tangible grasp on the contents of ALL shelves and drawers, a realisation that my husband has WAY too many long sleeved shirts, and that I am still hording shyte,...but on a magnitude that bears no resemblence to previous efforts during the years.
So I finished of the fait accompli with a rice paper wall hanging over the head of the bed. (it's got purple and gold butterflies whirling around leafy representations, truly gorgeous)

After the last vacuuming had been done, I sat there, staring out to my trees, searching the cloud clad sky for some stray clues to the meaning of life, and listened to Tori singing 'Crazy' to me. She is really so very lovely.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOk-la-homa!!!!.....and others...

"where the wind comes whistlin down the plains!"

Oh yeah, I'm back into the groove of life.

After Bohemian Rhapsody was defeated, or left voluntarily,.......... I'm no longer interested in dispute.....
I had a moment or two of a Guilbert and Sullivan revival, and wow, was it great or what!
(I can't believe I remember THAT much from the musical My Fair Lady)

And the Pirates of Penzance floated in and out quite often. ("what NEVER! No never!!)

Then, O Glory be, ...Oklahoma swooped in to take it's place with a rush of happiness I'm honest with being damn embarrassed about.

"there's a furry-little-surrey with-a- friiiiiiinge,...on the tooooooooooooooooooooop...."

Oh I'm smiling like Julie Andrews on top of a mountain. Give me an apron and an Austrian dictionary now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Don't let anyone tell you that working with flower essences doesn't work. It does take some courage though..........

Scaramooche! scaramooche! can-you-do-the-Fandango!!

"'sunderboltz an lightning! very very frightning! me!"

Ok so this is the new mind game I'm in now. bloody Freddie Mercury and Co with the most drama queen song. It's comforting and yet, somewhat feels like it is going to send me mad. Doing the washing, making the tea, writing serious documents, it doesn't seem to matter what I do, Bohemian Rhapsody has an IN anywhere for anything.
'So you think you can stop me and spit in my eyyyyyye!'

With the contention of the last month firmly IN my head, I am now on the tidal flow of it OUT. Seems like we're on a mental Spring Tide, and I am in the middle of the current.

"Galileo!! galileo! Gallileo fig-ar-o!"

And we go on some more.

'Be-el-ze-bub-has-a-devil-put-as-ide for meeee, for meeeee, for MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!'
Well if there is a devil put aside for me lets hope it's a nice devil. The sort that will attempt seduction before ripping out flesh.

So now, all that's left to do is the headbanging.
Dah na-nah na-nah na-nah na-na...........!!!!!!!!!! :)
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Sometimes, I get the feeling, that it's all in my head.

'Sunset'

This gorgeous blend of golden, tequila sunrise, lapis lazuli and honey is the song that I love the most right now from Kate Bush's new album 'Aerial'. Fab. fab. fab.

"Keep us close, to your heart! so if the sky, turns dark! we may live on, in, com-ets, and, stahhhhrrrrrrrrs!"

Oh if anyone ever could read my heart and write a song, that would be it. Luscious Kate. :)