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Dirty Dancing

Sweeping I can take…but mopping?
Ugh!
Its just not my favorite thing to do. 😦

Its no big secret…I EXTREMELY DISLIKE mopping. (versus hate..its too strong a word)
I even got one of those squishy buckets so you don’t have to wring the dirty water out with your hands…but it doesn’t really change how I feel about it. :S

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the squisher of the squishy bucket

I’m not sure why. It may just be a general aversion to doing housework (ha!), but at the end of the day (week?), since nobody else will do any of it, then I do.
(I may be lazy, but I like living nicely too you know. 🙂 )

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little things i have to up around the house ❤

professional friend suggested to think of mopping as my Meditation…the same way you look at all the work you do in an ashram, she said.
Smarty pants that bi-atch of mine! She knows I have a thing for Making Everything Sacred. ❤

So have I meditated this week yet?
Not with the mop, I haven‘t. :S

I’ve written a bit (with a pen and paper). Moved the body too. (more of both is needed)
But I am yet to do a dirty dance number with the mop. 😦

Ooh!
Now that’s more inspiring…
Bring out the incense sitcks!

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when everything’s clean, life is serene

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What School?

A fellow blogger was intrigued by the idea of Soul School when I mentioned it on the previous post. Indeed…it does seem like something that could be found in Neutopia.

You know that saying “It takes a Village to raise a Child“?
Well, it is one of the basic tenets of SS. Because for the school, its collaborators and the children to thrive, active participation of The Whole Village is required.
Community is key.

So, what IS Soul School?

In a nutshell…It Is an EVOLutionary Educational Center for Children from Pre-School to Prepa Age.

The Idea of Soul School first came to me when Ananta was still a baby, but my Soul started to whisper it into my consciousness well before she was conceived.

Early in my University days, I was drawn to the idea of practicing Yoga. I never did take any classes until after I got my engineering degree (took me 6 years!), and even then I didn’t enroll in that Ashtanga class until a year or two into my stay-cation in Mexico (I went on vacation, and have not returned since). This was when I had a job and the moolah to actually pay for a class. 😀 But not long after, I quit slaving away for “The Man” and went in search of The Woman I Am. ❤

For a year, I became a Rainbow-Making Tree-Hugger slash Compost-Mixer. Somewhere around that time I told my co-workers I was going to a 4-day prayer ceremony…and didn’t return till 2 months later. 😀

vista hermosa

Backpacking to Tenochtitlan, camping behind the pyramids,
losing all my stuff, finding a bunch of feathers as compensation;
walking up and down mountains,
dreaming with my Spirit guides,
singing in the desert,
finding my Medicine…
they were The Most Magical Days of my life.

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As fate would have it, I returned to the city, close to the sea. From here, I walk into a New World & Being, as those across the wild Pacific hold vigil for my dreams. The Land of my Birth awaits my return…

Soul School.

We learn in a circle, from the ground UP, under trees or thatched roofs…palapa, they call them here…kubo, back home. (not in chairs, lined up in rows, with the teacher standing)

We learn to Work The Land, Hunt, Build, Beautify, Meditate, Appreciate;

Re-Create Time,
Commune with the Stars,
Feed to the Fire, Flow with the Waters,
Honor
the Sacred Air We Share.

We learn to Read the Sky,
Count our Blessings,
Experiment with Possibility,
Speak our Truth.

Here,
We tend to the Temple, our Bodies
Listen to the Voices of the Mind
Open The Heart
Free The Spirit.

Here,
We School the Soul.

We’re Championing the Star Children.

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Life’s Current Settings

Amorcita Ananta,

It’s 1.24am.
You are sleeping of course, and a dream about Felipe Calderon, Mexico’s previous president, giving a speech about the True Function of Government, woke me.
We are in Mexico (Puerto Vallarta, where you were born), and yesterday the country celebrated 204 years of independence from Spanish rule. (Whether Mexicans and the rest of the modern world are truly free is another story.)

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Its funny…I write to you now in English, because my brain thinks in this language (even if I was born in the Philippines, another ex-Spanish colony), but your brain currently speaks in Spanish, the Mexican kind.

You’re learning a lot in school, growing faster than I could have ever imagined possible, but you like it…school, I mean…for the moment anyway. 🙂

My Dream though, is to educate you myself, as did my Mama, your Abuelita, until I entered first grade at 6 years old. But The Dream is to create Soul School…a Progressive + Evolutionary Learning Center for (Star) Children. I was to build it for you…alas! I am no where near! But dont worry! Since the curriculum will be based on Yogic principles, I’ve almost completed my Teacher Training requirements, and already specialized in Kids Yoga. We’re getting there, Baby!

I’ve come to realize however, that while the world needs for us all to wake up and act ASAP, it doesn’t mean it all has to be realized NOW. You are young and you are my priority (after Spirit, and my Self), not a class of God-lings, much less a whole school of you.

In the meantime, Life revolves around morning rituals (Alone Time before you wake, then slowly transitioning your Body+Mind from Dream Time to Waking Life), breakfast + prepping for the rest of the day, kindergarten then daycare for you/work at Mexico Fun for me, reuniting in the late afternoon, shower + dinner together, evening rituals (brushing teeth, story-telling, praying then lullabies/mantras), and some time after you sleep…writing. Whether it’s for the completion of the new book (Evolutionary Erotica compilation), the blog (this one, or the other one), or simply chronicling dreams in my journal…it’s part of life.

2.23am. The computer is still scanning and is at 9%. I’m “writing” this on to my phone. Funny how when I was a kid writing actually meant using your hand (right or left), a pen/cil and paper…but now tapping your fingers on a small screen is considered writing too.

Things change, Love. Beings Evolve…always, in all ways. Remember that, and Be Conscious about It. I love you.

Hasta El Infinito,
Mami ❤

#writing 101

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Imagination Nation

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Being a Mom to a soon-to-be official kindergartner (1 week to go…gasp!), I exercise my imagination a lot. Not so much in the way it is described here…although, to apply it in this manner has also proven to be…healing. 🙂

What is meditation, but a little bit of imagination in action?

What is healing, but a little bit of loving with all of your Heart, Mind and Soul?

Here is the original picture used for the lovely message shared by the Humanity’s Team via their Daily Inspirational Message project. (You can subscribe to it through this link.)

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Taken in Chamela, Mexico, back in 2007 (April 7th).

Walking down memory lane is Medicine…but so is continuing to write the story of one that never actually ended in the first place.

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#dppc

 

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First-time Parent to a Kinder-going Kid

So the other day I found out that enrollment for first-time kindergartners was last week…
Woops!
( First-time parent to a kinder-going kid…BIG FAIL. :S )

Of course I kicked myself for a couple of hours that day, even lashing out on my mom when she asked “how could you forget?“ (Sorry Ma! And yeah, good question…how?!?!) Heaven knows I begged all the angels’ for their help as I moved around my work schedule the next day so I could talk the directress into accepting Ananta…but eventually I forgot about the whole fiasco as I played around with my Spiritual Mandala. ❤

 

At some point that evening I remembered what happened…and had to laugh out loud (literally) when I logged on to FB and first saw this photo on my feed:

 

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I loved the humor and timing of it all, but the message from the Universe was loud and clear…CHILL. TRUST. ITS ALL GO(O)D.

 

The next day (which I later learned was the last of the school year), I dressed up as respectably as possible for the summer heat, and marched over to Jardin de Niños Tenochtitlan. Despite it being public, I always had a good feeling about the place because of its name, and also because it is a small pre-school (1 class per batch) and its super close to home (2 streets over). My other option was a Montessori school 4 streets over, but the schedule would’ve been too long for lil’A’s first year in official kinder + they have elementary in the same building…potentially intimidating for a shy child like mine. For a number of other reasons it was my first choice, so to say I REALLY wanted Ananta to go there is just about right.

 

Lo and behold…the directress was VERY accommodating. She even said that if I had not come she would have called or emailed me! (Really? A public servant would do that? Faith in good government slightly restored.) AND, all I had to do was fill up a form and that was it!
Holy shit, I wanted to cry!
Thank you Mama-God! Thank you Angels! Thank you Universe!

 

Trust.
BIG lesson for me right now.
You are Exactly where You have To Be in the timeline of your Life…no need to rush, or push so hard for results, or beat yourself up for “screwing up”…there is no such thing because that’s when the lessons are best learned…when they came from your mistakes.

 

Soon enough, Ananta will be learning a whole bunch of things in school…but who is to say it will just be from what the teacher says?
I pray that she learns more from Life than just from the books.
I pray that her teachers, myself included, have much patience, integrity and courage…she is, after all, still learning mostly by example and imitation.

She is not the only one that is going to have to do a little bit of growing in the next few months…

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4 years in

4 days ago, 4 years of Motherhood.
❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
Ananta Malaya…how you’ve grown!!!!

I still remember the day you were born…I always will.
A week past your estimated “due date” (as if you were some kind of scientific paper to be submitted, or a book to be returned), I was still very much pregnant!
But you knew better. In your own time, you came. You were out in 3 pushes…we made a good team!
I reckon the excitement of having watched your first movie with your Papi & I (Avatar) prodded you to come out…you are growing up to be quite the movie-buff just like him!


On your first year of life we celebrated you on the banks of the Nogalito River. A lovely Priestess honored us by officiating your water ceremony. You…our bouncing Buddha-baby, that same day baptized, were surrounded by a Circle of Love and Blessings from me – your Mami, Papi, your beloved family, and godparents. (The after-party was at your padrino Edgar’s pool.)


Year 2 came by quickly…no longer a baby for bidding the bottle and diaper goodbye, and yet, you were still barely a young child! This time we had lunch, cake and some pool-time in a cafe called Co-Exist. Indeed, as we opened our Hearts and Home to another, we learned how to that year.

At 3, once again just you & I, the world changed as words came pouring in. You could already speak your name, recognize 3 tongues, and you delighted in knowing what everything was. You had your first piñata party at day-care (with candy giveaways to match…so much sugar, oh my!), and just you and I…we swam with a dolphin and played at the (water)park.

This year you turned 4.

Four
The most basic measure of the natural cycles of time; the defining structure of any natural construct.

You are now complete within yourself, defining your own reality through fantasy and play. You now bring your creative visions into existence by defining the form in which they are to be constructed. Eg: This is how the game goes – the meerkat (whom you lovingly Zorrito, when it is really a suricata) is best friends with the cow (whose name is Vaquita, of course); or in this story, the kitten hatches from an egg and isn’t born from the Mommy-Cat.

My gentle, Little Warrior…you are growing up to be bolder day by day! You can discern between choices now, and have certain preferences sometimes different than mine! How lovely it is to see! (At this point, it still is…)

This year, as you decided to go to the waterfall instead of the pirate-boat party I originally planned for (good timing though, because it was cloudy and you had a cough)…I am continually amazed at how things turn out much better than I could have ever imagined them to be if I just follow your lead.

We went to Palo Maria this time around. Walking with a master-teacher of mine from long before you were born, I thanked the Gods once again by honoring your days in the Waters that bring Life.


Hold my hand now, Little One!
   Flesh from my flesh,
      Spirit from the Heavens
   My Living Prayer and Dream…
Lead us back to the garden from which you sprang.


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Everyday is a Holi-day

One thing I love about Mexico is that there is always a reason to party/have a long weekend/laze around.J

I started writing this on Cinco de Mayo. From what I gather, in the US it is celebrated quite massively (big parties, barbeques/carne asadas etc). Some people even think its Mexico‘s Independence Day (it’s not)…I’m not entirely sure as I never lived this Gringo-American way of celebrating this day myself, but here in Mexico, 5 de Mayo is simply the day the Mexicans kicked the French in the ass.
Another one that just passed was Labor Day, celebrated almost all over the world on May 1st. This year it fell on a Thursday (Silio, last day of the Mayan week), but instead they moved the non-working/no-school day to Friday (Dali, first day of the Mayan week). And then there was Saturday (Seli) and Sunday (Gamma), plus 5 de Mayo…so it may have actually been a mega-long weekend and I didn’t even realize it! :S Oh the joys of not using the Gregorian calendar!J
Anyway, my favourite of these last couple of celebratory days was April 30th, el Día Del Niño– Children’s Day. This is another tradition I didn’t grow up with myself, because while in the Philippines everyday there is also a fiesta somewherein its 7,109 islands, we don’t necessarily have Araw ng Kabataan. (We probably should though…)
As a Mom, it was so heart-warming to see and experience Día Del Niño celebrated! On this ONE DAY out of the whole year, The Children are so warmly recognized and acknowledged for Who They Are by all the grown-ups around them. Suddenly, everybody else aside from their parents makes it known to them that we are celebrating their loving and happy Child-prEssence Here, Now. It doesn’t matter if they spilled milk on the newly laundered sheets, or that they wrote their name on the mural wall (or tried to, anyway)…
On this day, they know that the whole world loves and accepts them Just The Way They Are. No need for correction, direction, or instruction. Just their smile is enough.
Ananta was so surprised to have been greeted by one of the cabbies that wait in line at the park’s taxi stand!My heart melted when she looked up to me afterwards, and with her eyes saying “he greeted me, Mom!”
Yes, Love. Today I am not the only one that sees You.
My wish is for everyone that crosses your path to always see the Love from your smile and Light from your eyes, and may you always live in that place of fantasy and dreams, love and wonder, simplicity and contentment.
Every day should be Children’s Day. There would be so much more joy and laughter in the world if it was.
Every day should be Earth Day too (April 22nd). There would be so much more Peace and Prosperity in The World if it was.
My wish is for Every One on Earth to always remember that this planet is a Living Being (her name is Gaia).
May you, Mama Earth, always be magical and mysterious, nurturing and knowing, evolving and wise.

Ananta.
Gaia.

You mean the world to me.


Tenth Moon: Planetary Moon of Manifestation (April 4-May 1)
Totem animal: Dog

How do I perfect what I do?

1. Keep on doing what you’re doing
2. Honor your Home
3. Spend Time wisely
4. Be Free
5. Make Time for You
6. Gather your strength and inspiration, then create
7. Rest
8. Party! J
9. Be flexible
10. Get excited about plans for the future
11. BE happy, DO what you want/need to/can, HAVE Faith+fun
12. Revel in the Mystery
13. Knock all problems out
14. Reach out
15. Endings mean the possibility of a New Beginning – Good Friday
16. Remember that you are Love, and you are loved
17. Blaze it and praise it – 4.20 + Easter Sunday
18. Hold your ground
19. Always be aware that you are part of Something Bigger – Earth Day (April 22nd)
20. Be open to suggestions/be open to change
21. Be brave
22. Make it beautiful
23. Make it happen
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25. Do nothing, feel everything
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27. Celebrate the Child Inside – Mexico’s Día del Niño (April 30th)
28. Work it – Labor Day (May 1st)