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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.

plant yourself strong

desert 172 - Estacion Wadley, Mexico

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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Mic Test #2 – Tidied Up Shitty First Draft :)

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Just watched the Thrive: What On Earth Will It Take documentary.
2hours+12minutes of my Life.
and Now
free-writing
about
Who I Am and Why I Am Here.

Hmmm…lets start with where we are:
(provide a background for the rest of these 20 minutes)

Puerto Vallarta, Jalisco.
9.14.2014, 10.08pm
The night hurricane Odile touches land in the Baja area. Category 4 Hurricane…a beautiful swirl of water and rain washing down the jaws of the whale. (We are in Mexico. The 14th biggest “country” in the World…on the map the shape of it looks like a whale. To me anyway.)

No rain here…we are protected in the cove of this coast…Bahia de Banderas. Bay of the Flags. (an interesting story here)

I didn’t realize I am standing on sacred Ground!!!

Who Am I and Why Am I Here?

I am Momma Goddess.
*Hot*

Who is at the center of my torus?

(Antibiotic break…for nasal polyps, so the doctor says)

My daughter sleeps.
(I don’t like this voice…)

Hello. Its nice to be here again!
(I think I’m already at 10minutes…)

Geewhiz! Free-writing, without even reading while I write, editing, or looking back….just typing down the dictation of The Moment…not easy! 🙂

Sigh…
Its starting to drizzle. I wonder how close we will be to Odille’s eyes…I guess we only get the whippings of her tail.

Please don’t rain tomorrow! I’m finally getting my 60-minute Cupocity massage at Victoria Spa!
I deserve this, don’t I?
A little bit of loving, in the hands of another.
So does Every body else in the World too!
Thrive…
Lets!

10.22pm
23…
5 more minutes.

Ananta sleeps…while I dream (debate?) about going to Cancun…to visit more Sacred Sites. Present Her to the Temple.
Meet up with Blood and Soul Sisters.
Re-connect. Re-charge.
In celebration of my 32nd.

Why not right? 😉
Navigate The System…
Work It, Girl!