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Friday, August 30, 2013

Drop Dead Syria-US lies... Seriously?!

As our country unravels and the seams of our collective fabric diminish,
I wonder what it would take for me to unplug myself from this matrix.
Unplug, defragment, and repopulate my temple (and the space between our temples)
With forces for peace and dreams manifested.  Not a warrior squandered on some political battlefield.
What has happened in the past is all pointing to exactly this moment in time, and to demonize the past dampers the power of our future.  The past is not something you run from it is part of you.

 Our imaginations are controlled by ancient and beautiful symbols that have been corrupted and have spoiled the work ethics of the very foundations on which our country stands...
So Where Do We Stand?  Liberty has become something that we all scratch our heads at and wonder... "well what happened to that?"

For all the newly appointed Purple Hearts that are growing rapidly in this country don't know what to do with their bleeding love.  And it is this surge of violet radiation that burns like the sun, hurts like sheer hell, and holds the keys to leadership.  The red party disagrees with the blue party and neither see eye to eye.  Violet must be gently Fierce and ready to Pierce those uninitiated hearts and prepare them for the battle of our souls.

Who owns this country?  Who owns the land?  Is it ours, and yours?  Or is it theirs and them?
I'm willing to bet that everything you do you do for someone you love, or you battle with the addictions from an uneven deal, but in your hearts there is more.  Lately, it seems like this door is closing in on reality, and forcing everyone to wake up.  But sadness overcomes us.  We feel guilty for not doing something before.   We grapple with these huge power forces all around us and feel insignificant.  We become suicidal.  We lash out in pain.  We get lost in our own subconscious and push repeat because we are creatures of habit, space, and comfort.

Why are Americans having trouble sleeping at night?  It's probably all the souls and the blood on our hands.  We are desperate for peace, but we stay in our homes for fear of the unknown.

Hold fast, and instead of riding the waves, let's start making some of our own.

If you care to share the things that make you want to be even (different from revenge--getting even is super fair.) please posts your thoughts and feelings, or email me at a.r.portia922@gmail.com

With grace and poise,
Portia

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Cassadee Pope Takes Over the Papacy!

Attention Vatican City, THE VATICAN:
We Have elected a new Pope and her name is Cassadee!  Enjoy @:-)

http://www.rollingstone.com/movies/videos/cassadee-pope-pulls-away-from-pack-on-the-voice-20121218

http://www.newsday.com/entertainment/music/backstage-pass-1.811987/the-voice-finale-it-s-all-cassadee-pope-1.4347228

 http://www.billboard.com/column/viralvideos/cassadee-pope-before-the-voice-watch-her-1008054522.story#/column/viralvideos/cassadee-pope-before-the-voice-watch-her-1008054522.story

http://hollywoodlife.com/2012/12/18/cassadee-pope-the-voice-will-win-season-3/


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Monday, October 8, 2012

Push Pause?

Can everyone just stop spinning around for one second, and breathe?

I wonder what would happen if the whole world took one collective breath.  Would storms annihilate war on society's group ex-hale?  If we blinked; can we re-twinkle the light of peace and serenity to just appreciate being alive?  Would everyone just hug themselves instead of reaching for a gun of "freedoom" blasting our their counterparts?

Can we drop our judgements of each other, blaming one side or the other, and truly make the grass greener on this new side of the glass door?  Can society own it's shadow, dance with its details and exhilarate on the common basis of mutual ecstasy?

Can someone please speak in a presidential debate about the things that we actually talk about in our garages and sidewalks?  Why is everyone a price tag?  Since when was it okay to treat humans like dollar bills, and how can that be changed to at least see the real value instead of the fake veneer sliding through smarmy teeth of media moguls and aristocrats?

I've had it.  Can we all please sit down with each other and recreate our America?  ...Our Global Politics ... and our Media...

I feel like I need to gather up all the yonis in the country to help me figure this out.


Saturday, July 7, 2012

I see you, Baby

My intention was to illuminate that as teachers working under a broken system, they are not given their full capacities to teach the things they want to, and unconsciously students pick up on these things and perhaps act out or react in ways that aren't necessarily proactive, but actually degenerating.
I agree, that as Americans, we suffer from a system that was designed to fail at the very beginning.  I think our Fore-Father's tried their best, but even they couldn't predict what was going to happen in the future.  Well, Now that the future is here, and keeps coming, there needs to be redesign of the way in which people interact with each other.  People need to be taught about Rebuilding, Redundancies, Redesign, Re-Using, and Re-development.  It's like we collectively, as a nation, desperately need a conscious group decision to Relax for a second, take a time to Rewind, note the things that have errors, and simply correct them.

Unfortunately, I feel that we all get to a certain point of inner and outer Rewinding, and some problems seem too grotesque or too confusing to deal with.  For instance, Occupy Wall Street does a great job illustrating that there is a malignancy in our American Body, but Society's Judgment perhaps is getting in the way of real dynamic change.  I think a great number of people are thinking "Just Take a Shower, you Dirty Hippies."  When in Reality, it's like there is a valid problem, even if people don't agree that it is being dealt with the proper way.

Which begs the question, "What is the Right way?"  On average, the Right Way is using our human capacity for collective Creation, not collective Destruction.  But how do you add to, when it seems like there needs to be so much subtraction?  In general, I think that criticism needs to be taken as a point of reference for change or discussion, rather than a personal blow to "the way things are".

People on Wall Street have just as much Stress trying to deal with the failing economy as your Local-Joe.  The point of balance of equilibrium is supposed to be our government, but it is obvious that our government is being run by money, instead of fair interchange of ideas.  One side points fingers to the other side, and vice-versa.  But they are neglecting the four fingers that point in towards themselves.

In general, I think America has greater needs at home on our own soil than we do in another country.
Why are we wasting away at war, when there is crime, rape, murder, suicide, stress, and medical conditions on our own soil?  We have to radically realign our priorities.



In other personal news,
 I've been functioning a lot better myself lately.  I am more clear-headed than I've ever been, and when my own inner turmoil bubbles up, I acknowledge where the turmoil is coming from and then I let it go or deal with it another way.

I've been practicing my qigong and breathing exercises which has been a huge help in navigating my own inner waters.  Thank God for Chinese Alternative Medicine, in conjunction with rational Western Therapy.  Huge steps forward, for me!  No more running around in a tight little circle!

I inherited an entire box filled with dreamy crystals and wire for which to make beautiful jewelries :-] (picture is bad quality of my first attempt)
And I started a painting.  Phoenix and I went to a poetry reading on Thursday, and both of us wrote poems and shared them with the group.  It felt really good to get some emotions off of my chest!

Take it Easy,
Portia

Saturday, June 30, 2012

Picking Up the Pieces

Trying again with the blog thing.  My last one was a bit too dark and doesn't really reflect me, as I am. (opens in a new window, if you're interested.)

My name, for the sake of internetz-world, and any number of people or robots that might come across the words flying across it, is Portia Confidential.  :-D  Safety is important to my Mom.


Who is Portia?  She is the goddess of Justice.  She carries the scales in her hands.  I personally identify with this symbolism very much so, because by birth I am a double libra, and I feel that I am trying to play in a world with an uneven field.  I'd like to make that field more even, if I can.  Uh, in the past my depression has caused me to lash out unfairly to the people I love the most.  I apologize, from the bottom of my heart, where I am continuing to work on that part of me that might have pushed any number of you away from me.  I am consciously attempting to become better, and not treat you unfairly, because you all deserve love.  Here is a cool nifty link to Portia here...(also opens in a new window....if you actually read this page, I'd Love to hear your thoughts.)