Progressive Enlightenment

wooded forest of my waking dreamshade my reality with your care free smileanchored within your...

Wed, 30 May 2012 20:10:01 -0700

wooded forest of my waking dream

shade my reality with your care free smile

anchored within your Presence i am father sun’s dial

telling time in a different way:

replacing seconds for colors as your sounds be the hour

glass becomes sand within this land’s cape

words of your native tongue lick the wounds of my soul

below the surface lay roots nourished by your nectar

growing toward your Light the trees rise above the dense, dark moss covered floor

moving into this shadow

i am fully out doors

speak to me old Redwood Treei hear your wisdom through the whisper’s breezeashes twirl in the...

Wed, 23 May 2012 18:50:00 -0700

speak to me old Redwood Tree

i hear your wisdom through the whisper’s breeze

ashes twirl in the face of dusk

as ants are marching to the beat of Trust

hummingbird halos underneath your gentle power

moments pass and become the hour

i’m traveling far sitting by your side

i haven’t left, yet i arrive

together we move around the Sun

as i realize that both day and night are One.

TRANCEZENDANCE returns this SATURDAY @ the Hub The BEAUTIFUL thing about ART and MUSIC is how open...

Thu, 17 Nov 2011 18:49:00 -0800

TRANCEZENDANCE returns this SATURDAY @ the Hub

The BEAUTIFUL thing about ART and MUSIC is how open it remains to interpretation. Often times certain songs will evoke a specific FEELING and corresponding understanding for me depending on where I am in my life when I hear it. Tiesto’s song “FEEL IT IN MY BONES” and the music video for it do an amazing job expressing something subtle, yet readily tangible, that I know I AM CONNECTED to, but find hard to articulate in a comprehensible way… THANK GOD FOR ART!

For me, THE ESSENCE of this music video is what I am continually tuning into with TranceZenDance. Tiesto shows this INFINITE, VIBRATIONAL MATRIX OF PULSATION AND RHYTHM and how the interplay between sound and silence CREATES AND DISSOLVES this particular reality. He masterfully designs an experience of what he wants to communicate in a VISUAL, AUDITORY AND KINESTHETIC way.

Each time we gather for TranceZenDance, this is how we are creating together. It’s A LIVE, UNIQUE, LIVING, BREATHING, EVOLVING, AND LOVING EXPERIENCE; a reality arising from the silence of the eternal matrix, taking form and being experienced and then dissolving back into the FORMLESS.

The potential of what we create together in this space is unlimited and it’s all a part of our CREATIVE COSMIC PLAY. I hope you will be able to join us this Saturday and add your own unique contribution to the show. I encourage you to be excited about how you choose to express yourself: BRING COSTUMES, MASKS, ACCESSORIES, LIGHTS and anything else you can imagine as a way to sign your own SOUL SIGNATURE onto our collective TranceZenDance canvas.

Lastly, I want to let you know that this month we are adding MORE SOUND (buying another powered speaker this week) and MORE GLOW (to turn our movement into a live visualizer) and I am also very honored to have our resident GONG MASTER AARON GOLDBERG back once again offering his gift of sound. Oh and if you have a moment, check out Tiesto’s video in HD: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GQQhibVx5eE

There is more information on the event below, and if you have any questions please send me an e-mail.

LOVE,
SCOTT

When: Saturday: November 19th, December 10th. 8pm-11pm.
Where: the Hub, 2001 S. Barrington Ave Suite 150 (Free Parking in Garage)
Cost: $20 Suggested Donation
Contact: scottishihara@gmail.com

*There will be loud electronic dance music, dim lighting and visual stimulation for a majority of this event. Please dress comfortably, be prepared to dance your heArt out and bring any lights, glowsticks or accessories that will help you express yourSelf more fully.

The intention for this event is to collectively transcend our ordinary experience of reality and connect to a deeper feeling of being alive. One of the oldest and purest ways to do this is to come together and celebrate Life, and I have created this Evening of TranceZenDance to serve as a modern ritualistic dance party.

With the help of music and movement, we are able to get out of our minds and access the feeling of Life by dropping into our hearts and bodies, letting all the pressure, anxiety, and stress that can accumulate through our day to day experience dissolve and disappear.

DJ Ish is providing high energy dance music to support this celebration of Life. During the middle of the party, we will lay down and utilize a powerful breathing technique to clear out any residual energetic or emotional clutter that is keeping us from fully accessing our inherent potential as humans to feel free, connected and loved.

After elevating ourselves higher with the help of our breath, we will get back on our feet, keep dancing and explore new levels of joy, freedom and inspiration. At the end of the night we will come back down to the floor for a period of deep rest and relaxation, being bathed by the healing vibrations of crystal sonic bowls.

TranceZenDance was a blast this past Saturday. It was the biggest turnout to date and the energy in...

Thu, 20 Oct 2011 15:23:46 -0700

TranceZenDance was a blast this past Saturday. It was the biggest turnout to date and the energy in the room was above and beyond anything I’ve experienced up to this point. It’s amazing to see how this creation is continuing to evolve. Each month is different from the rest and is special in its own way.Our upgraded sound system added more depth and a bigger thump.

The group as a whole was moving and expressing at an entirely new level. One of the most exciting moments in the night was having the pleasure of collaborating with Aaron Goldberg for the end of the night sound bath savasana. Aaron was working his magic on his planetary gongs as I added the resonant flavor of our crystal bowls. I am already feeling the incoming expansion of next month’s event on November 19th. I hope to see many of the same faces and more new ones at the next TranceZenDance. In the meantime I will be at the Hub tomorrow night for Aaron’s newly established monthly Gong Bath.

Oh and for anyone interested in the sound of TranceZenDance, I recorded the opening set of the night and uploaded it here to be streamed: http://soundcloud.com/trancezendance.

Peace,
Ish

updating my system

Fri, 14 Oct 2011 12:16:22 -0700

Alas, I have been absent from my usual writing post. I am continuing to learn how anything that is alive requires energy to continue growing, and as the creation gets bigger, it demands more energy than before. As I continue putting my energy into fostering the growth of myself, of the Hub and of TranceZenDance, I am also becoming more aware of the limitations of my time and energy. I only have so much to utilize in any given day.

As my life gets busier, I have to constantly reevaluate what my priorities are because if I try to ride on what has become my routine, the system soon becomes outdated and inefficient. So as I am giving myself an update, I have refocused my commitment to writing weekly. I realize how much I value the opportunity to practice expressing myself through different mediums on a consistent basis. It really helps to maintain an open pathway for the flow of my own Life to move through me.

-Ish

a poker hand?

Thu, 22 Sep 2011 18:55:19 -0700

round and round we go
doing circles on this big round vehicle
never ending with no beginning
time being relative
disappearing down a rabbit’s hole
resurfacing a million light years ago
what’s the difference any how?
now was now is now will be now
thoughts dissolving in my brain
like metropolis tainted sulfuric rain
crystal eyez
see beyond afar
within and much more anear
tiny hairs inside my ears like
to hear what’s here so I
grow them out without a doubt
braided all through this eery canal
jaded stones and sticks
breaking ossicle bones and throwing fits
madder hats served on silver platters
queen of hearts throbbing on my bladder
constipated inspiration creating pressured can service
out, out damn Scott
will these bottled up pathways ne’er be clean?
suicidal kings knifing temples
taunting one armed Jack
is a royal war fair
in love and peace?
oh what a heavenly retreat
white flags flying high on Angels’ crests
surrender your self
EGO becomes a P.O.W.
Shattered glass houses
turn to sand
it’s just one play
within this game
cue applause
what a hand

the Gift

Thu, 08 Sep 2011 20:09:17 -0700

Diving into the depths of my Self-
Expression is the key to opening doors that
I am seeking beyond measure
What has already found me
Spiraling up through the 3rd eye of a perfect storm
Entering the sounds of silence as
Clouds dissolve revealing
A simple radiance
Infinite within its own right
Left now, wide open with
Tears dropping from the heavens
Above and within me
There is no thing in which all is
Apparent and the sun
Together as one
Both shine without borders or
Walls corrupting in a sense
In a way it’s all meant to be
Broken up to pour down
the truth of the matter which
In another dimension this
Fragmentation proves to me false
Perspective influencing perception
Creates a reality of choice
How to live
How to die
How often to ask the question
¿Why?
Am I actually here?
Answers come in
Unexpected ways
Expand and open
All is in order after all
To receive is the key that
I mentioned before
Awaken to presence like
It’s Christmas morning
a Gift
a Gift
a Gift

Reflections of the Hub Immersion and Beyond

Fri, 02 Sep 2011 15:47:00 -0700

Stepping into the Hub is like stepping onto an escalator. Even without physically moving my body, I am clearly being moved from one level to the next; and when I do start physically moving my body, an even greater amount of movement is happening overall.

It can be disorienting to move in this way. Stepping back onto solid ground after being on an escalator or elevator can feel nauseating. It’s that feeling like some part of me got left behind, like my stomach at the top of a roller coaster drop, and my logical brain is still grasping to identify with who I thought I was before the old part of myself got left at the start of the trip.

It can be a tad unnerving, but I did make the choice to buy the ticket and take this ride, and how fortunate I am to own this freedom to choose, this freedom to move. And hey I’m clearly not in this alone, I look around and my whole team is here with me. I’m still on my own journey, though I am supported every step along the way.

Hey, this is great. Two. Four. Six. Eight. Who do I appreciate? One. the WE. my TEAM. Sure, the roller coaster can be scary at times and create a scream, but then I realize it’s all only a dream anyway, and at the end of the day I can laugh or cry all the way Home.

I am happy here.
I am sad here.
I am scared here.
I am mad here.
I am inspired here.
I am alone here.
I am together here.
I am loved here.
I am Love here.

I am moving through all of these and more here in any of these given moments.

I am welcome here, in the Hub of my own heart.

I am Home here

And

Now.

Heart of the Sun

Thu, 18 Aug 2011 21:33:06 -0700

The following is inspired by the sunset, full moon, dance party, sound bath that we threw in Topanga Canyon last Sunday overlooking the ocean. I DJ’d, danced and had a lot of fun. More to come soon…

We’ve been dancing before the beginning of time
And now we return to a pulsation moving us as it all ways has
Inspiration leads beyond our thoughts
And we realize that we’ve never actually strayed from this path we’re on
You and I have worn the same uniform all along
Forgetting division for a sum of the parts
The answer is it’s impossible 4 me 2 be, without you
In joy, this dance is forever present
The sun sets before my eyes as the moon rises
While dawn is breaking for you
Still reflections of your shining light
Guide me through the dark of night
As we move together as 1
I find what I never knew I was searching 4
And disappear into the heart of the sun

-Ish

I know this silence - been here before…I’m walking...

Mon, 15 Aug 2011 11:27:39 -0700

I know this silence - been here before…
I’m walking blinded through your door
This is a sense of things to come
This innocence
Oh, Oh…

Breath in this moment - it’s come and gone
Further and faster through your soul
Open your eyes, embrace the dawn
Open your mind
Oh, oh…

Release yourself - it’s a big sky
Reveal yourself, it’s a big sky
We love, we live, we take, we give
Release yourself - it’s a big sky

Breathe in this moment

Breathe in this moment

Breathe in this moment

Breathe in this moment

A Pealing to the Pearl

Thu, 04 Aug 2011 16:05:00 -0700

My friend and contemporary Dacks (whom I mentioned in Connecting Consciousness) recently wrote to me from Vietnam. Before he left, we were discussing Ken Kesey, the Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, Herman Hesse and how he had been bringing “down a lot of barriers/open[ing] doors to different perceptions” as he prepared for his own “Journey to the East.” Dacks told me he was intending his trip to Southeast Asia to continue cleansing his “Doors of Perception” as Huxley, Morrison and William Blake all experienced in their own way.

Ah yes, welcome to my world. Through my daily practices, I have committed to consciously (and unconsciously) unwinding my rigid perspective of reality, experiencing it unravel like a loose thread of an ugly Christmas sweater as it gets caught on a branch of the pine tree…on the one hand I’m disgruntled that my Red-Nosed-Rudolph-the-Reindeer sweater vest that I’ve had since I was 4 years old is being slowly reduced to incomprehensible threads, but on the other hand I have this subtle, yet comforting feeling that a new, softer, warmer, more versatile and custom made cashmere sweater is simultaneously being woven from the ashes, so to speak.

So Dacks is traveling while he has the summer off from his job as a high school math teacher at Frances Perkins Academy in Brooklyn and from his Master’s program. (On another side note, I was also considering enrolling in a Master’s program before I found myself enrolled in a different kind of post-graduate study at the Universe City of the Hub). In Dacks’ e-missive on Monday he relayed to me this story:

“I met a dutch dude at a party…someone threw on some Gui boratto [a DJ and producer that Dacks and I both really like] and I cheered, only to be received moments later by this same person who said ‘ye man this is me, I put this on, you like Gui?’… we talked for a bit and he described to me this saying they have in Holland about the onion… how people who know what’s going on (in this context w/ respect to good electronic music) are at the center of the onion - the heart, while others who attempt to be a part of it (futilely) are on the outskirts, the surface layers”

I got a lot from this story. It really sums up what I have been actively doing at the Hub through yoga, breathwork, meditation, movement and all the other transformative practices housed here…peeling back the layers— physical, mental and emotional— so I can realize the pearl that exists as a seed at the core of my own heart. The seed contains all of the intelligence necessary to sustain and recreate Life. I am learning that these practices and teachings aren’t so much concerned with the understanding of intellectual or philosophical information or “finding answers.” More-so they are tools of the learning process that aid in peeling back the dense layers “protecting” the intelligence laying dormant within. As that intelligence starts to radiate outward and break through the surface, it can connect to the core of other beings it comes into contact with, forming a bond that I like to call teamwork.

In the case with Dacks and the Dutchman above, they were able to relate and connect through the language of good electronic dance music, but more importantly I take it as a sign that they have both peeled back enough of their own layers and developed a connection to their own Hearts, that they were open enough for an interaction like that to manifest, resulting in mutual respect, understanding and the realization that they are on the same “team” in life on some level.

A year ago I rode a converted school bus Craigslist rideshare to Burning Man at the end of August, half of the 19 people being from LA and the other half from the rest of the world: Australia, England, France, Ireland and Israel to be exact. Back to the brilliance of traveling: especially in this fashion, providing the opportunity to make connections I would have otherwise never made, all helping to peel back more layers and leaving me more available for the connection of community and teamwork.

Jimbo was the on the bus: a rad, traveling surfer from Australia. He reminds me of one of the characters from Endless Summer, but with a bit more sophistication. Before setting out on his travels, he earned a degree studying human ecology and sustainability. From his postgrad studies in travel, he holds the wisdom of an elder that comes across in his modest retelling of any of his numerous adventures from all parts of the globe. We definitely formed a strong bond during our time at Burning Man, and he ended up staying with us in LA three times after the festival when he had layovers between his South American and Australian flights. When staying here, Jimbo took full advantage of the Hub, already keenly aware of the benefits of yoga on his lifestyle and his surfing. Before he left in April, I gave him a copy of one of my books from my yoga teacher training and a few weeks later he told me he had been reading and rereading the book and even beginning to teach some of his fellow travelers what he knew as they backpacked along through South America.

I get how much Jimbo is connected to his core, to his heart, as his desire has led him to enroll in the Jay Co School of Yoga Fall Teacher Training starting in September (my alma mata). He is going to live at our house for those 4 months while studying with Jay and doing work exchange here at the studio. I now see how our core internal intelligence aided in building this connection, and forming the strong bond that has now created the opportunity for him to live in LA and study at the Hub. Traveling is definitely a great way to peel back those layers, eh Dacks?

I am realizing how there are many different ways to peel away the layers and connect to one’s heart. It is definitely a journey though, and not always a sunny walk in the park. It takes discipline, desire, commitment and hard work to forge the path. As Dacks wrote to me “indeed, habits are layered, calloused, deep - something we aren’t aware of as we build them, but once we gain insight or alter perspective they become all too clear as distorted… shit man, it’s heavy stuff to peel back those layers…” Dacks you speak my language and are definitely on my team!

Cheers,

Ish

dance my heart, dance today in ecstasy

Thu, 28 Jul 2011 15:28:09 -0700

“DANCE, my heart! dance to-day with joy.

The strains of love fill the days and the nights with music, and the world is listening to its melodies: Mad with joy, life and death dance to the rhythm of this music. The hills and the sea and the earth dance. The world of man dances in laughter and tears.

Why put on the robe of the monk, and live aloof from the world in lonely pride?

Behold! my heart dances in the delight of a hundred arts;”

~ Kabir, “One Hundred Poems”

This poem by Kabir really sums up the feeling of last Saturday’s Evening of TranceZenDance. I couldn’t be more pleased with how the night turned out. Thanks to everyone who came and participated in the co-creation of the experience. It’s become clear that each celebration is its own living, breathing, moving expression of commUnity. I am very excited for the next movement on September 10th. Until then, don’t stop dancing.

-Ish

one scott and a pair of docks

Thu, 21 Jul 2011 22:06:20 -0700

There is a feeling of freedom that exists beyond the contrived confines of my inadequate vocabulary.

There is an elusive search to find something that I intimately know on some level, which level that is…I’m not really sure.

There is an essence on the tip of my tongue that I am aware of to some degree, yet can’t quite put my finger on. I know I know that taste, but no I couldn’t name it for the life of me.

I have a strong sense that I am seeking something that cannot be found in the way my mind thinks it can.

It’s sort of like a dog chasing its own tail, or like a human searching tirelessly for the pair of glasses resting on his own head. Well maybe it’s not like that, but it could be.

Maybe Earth is chasing it’s own tail and that’s why it’s spinning so fast. I’m really trying to understand the gravity of this situation.

It’s a serious secret so simple that there’s no way it could seriously be a secret.

I want to let it all go without letting go. Why do I care so much to know what is knowable?

You see, as soon as I drop the thought, I totally remember… until the next time I forget.

I guess just allow me to accept the paradox and enjoy what is and what is not.

I am Scott. I am not Scott. My words make sense. My words don’t make cents. I no knowthing eye know everything. Ow I just reread that and it hurt my mind, sorry you just had to reread it too.

Swimming upwind. Winding myself up. Time to unwind again. I have to be so smart to understand this stupid English language.

Expand. Contract. Inhale. Exhale. Sound. Silence. I am somewhere in between I am lost and I am found.

So now what?

Now. That’s what.

I think? therefore I am or I am therefore I think.

Okay that’s simply and seriously enough. I am going to move now. It’s easier to get out of my mind through dance than it is trying to use my mind to get out of my mind. If you wish to join the dance, we’ll be @ the Hub transcending out of our minds from 8pm-11pm this Saturday the 23rd at An Evening of TranceZenDance.

Lots of peace, one love, no thoughts. sincerely 1 scott and a giant pair of docks.

Oh yeah and 1 post script: to everyone who has given me feedback about my writing/blog, I really appreciate your support. To anyone who hasn’t given me feedback about my writing/blog but is reading this right now, I appreciate you just as much for spending your time and energy receiving my random and not so random expressions.

Shower.Meditation

Fri, 15 Jul 2011 12:37:16 -0700

I took a shower the other day. I take a shower on most days. Things I do frequently, I develop a routine for. How many years have I been taking a shower in the exact same way? Minor details change, but the pattern remains virtually the same. The brands of shampoos and soaps gradually shift over time, but my habit remains. Wash my left leg first, then my right. Left arm. Right arm. Stomach, chest, neck, back, face. Sometimes I get really creative and shampoo my hair first, other times I do it at the end.

I have this routine down so well, I can do it with my eyes closed, and then the shampoo doesn’t even burn my eyes! AND my auto-pilot shower feature frees me up to get lots of good THINKING in. I am free to THINK about all of that STUFF I need to do. There is so much to do that hasn’t been done. Oh man and do I get some GREAT ideas in the shower, REVOLUTIONARY! I will change the world these THOUGHTS!!

Pause.

Past = Memory.
Future = Fantasy.
What about NOW?

What is going on right NOW?

I don’t know because I am busy thinking about what happened yesterday and simultaneously organizing the top 100 things I need to DO at some point in the future.

Back to the shower: meditation.

Okay, challenge myself to step outside of my routine. I am staying as present as possible through the entire shower. I am feeling every drop of water as it hits my skin. I am simultaneously experiencing the feeling of a thousand water droplets sliding over my naked body. Yes I am naked. I am naked every day. Under my clothes.

I am paying close attention as I wash my body. Rather than scrubbing like a jackhammer, quick and fast to get the job done, I am mindfully washing myself as I would a new born baby.

Why don’t I always treat myself with the loving care that I would with an infant?

Oh wait, I am thinking again…but that’s okay; no need to judge myself because I slipped away from the present moment. Simply return to feeling what I am doing right now: I am allowing the cascading liquid to remind me of the feeling of the water that inhabits every cell of my body…70% right?

I AM.

Softening. Feeling. Cleansing. Experiencing. Purifying. Loving. Breathing. Living. Being.

My shower meditation is free.

My shower meditation is freeing. I am grateful for hot water so my shower meditation is not freezing.

I am remembering my inherent freedom. It’s amazing. Maybe I’ll try this again tomorrow.

Maybe there won’t be a tomorrow.

Better stay focused on right now.

a Point of View

Thu, 07 Jul 2011 15:19:00 -0700

So here I am, wondering. I wonder what I am actually doing right now. I ask myself, “Where and how and when did I decide that I have everything figured out?” Well maybe not everything, but I have a pretty good grasp on what is real, about what constitutes my reality. Or do I?

When did the mundane become mundane for me? Have I lost my imagination? I can’t even remember what it felt like to Imagine; to truly Imagine and believe there is a possibility for my imagination to be true.

Who sold me the idea of being a “grown up” in this so called “real world?” Do I really desire the life that I am choosing to lead? Could it actually be possible to love every moment of my life, including every minute that I spend at work? ….always planning for the future, and too busy working toward these future plans to really wonder about anything else.

I hate when a scratched CD skips and plays the same portion of music over and over and over again and again and again and now my alarm clock is waking me up with this same old boring loop. It’s like a humester on a treadwheel. Is this really it?

Where are these words coming from anyway? Inner monologue? Inner dialogue? How many voices speak thoughts in my mind? Which thoughts actually belong to me? Do I always identify the thought voices in my head as ME?

Whose voice am I hearing in my head right now? Is this me speaking? Am I asking myself these questions?

Am I still reading Scott’s blog or am I just wrapped up in my own inner dialogue again? The inner voice playing these words in my head right now as I read this sentence doesn’t sound like Scott’s voice, it sounds more like my own thought voice!

And this whole time I was under the impression that I was reading about Scott but I’ve actually been reading about myself. What kind of whacked out game is this, and why do I keep reading deeper into this illusion??

If I fell so easily into this mind trip of having Scott’s words end up in my head sounding like my own thought voice, how often in my day to day experience could someone else’s words, ideas, judgements, beliefs, and advertisements be masquerading all over my thought space partying at the expense of my energy and self determination?

Hmmm I’ll be sure to think twice about the next thought that pops into my head.

a newclear waste of time

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 16:08:00 -0700

how can i raise my vibration higher and higher
and allow inspiration to flow through me?
not holding on to any thing
but letting Life move me
move through me
no gripping or attachment
solid fluidity, what does it mean?
what does it matter?
what is matter?
all I want is 2b Energy
no agenda. no desire for recognition
i just want to be me.
how can i feel free to be in my truest manner?
my own unique expression pouring forth in a circle of fifths
from the depths of my Soul
unconscious uncovered and rediscovered
without judgement, without criticism
with surprise at how wonder full it is
to be alive.
immense amounts of gratitude
flooding over the rusty gates of my heArt.
freedom to soften and feel. removing the peel
no need to hesitate and protect
i am as i am no thing more no thing less
unrestricted motion of energy moves
the pen as my eyes follow behind
the rhythm being created from
beyond the reaches of my mind’s
choke hold. let me go, let me go
let me flow. i gift myself
permission to embark on this
mISHon impossible
words are only words
and it’s absurd seeking
to find or share Truth through
abstract representations of what
may only be experienced in the most
present of no tension
all senses beyond measure
i can cuz i am
do i discern or discriminate?
no i do not. i can’t
stop. won’t stop. don’t
think once nor twice about what to write
or how it will be received
first i must receive my Self
above all else, escape my
thoughts chasing other thoughts
it’s a rodeo in here.
purple clouds and scary clowns.
what’s really going on behind the scenes of this reality dream
i scream ice cream eye scream
in rhyme in rime in rhyme
of thyme of time of thyme
seasonings change
spaced out
spaced in
unravel and unwind
wind chimes
sound in my right ear
must take left action
must take flight
must move beyond this site
where is my vision?
what is my vision?
see ear
sound bite
headphony
telephony
cacophony
abalone grip on my Life force
dive deeper to release the pressure
implosion at the bottom of the ocean
abstract attention grabbing
sherry drinking charlie sheen charades
stunner shades and fruit punch gatorade
AB AB AB
rhyme
schemed
chaos
order the
steamed shrimp and
radio
active
fISH
receive, transmit. no 86 that
we just ran out of my mind and
we are out of auto-tune
how about the white gold from my australian treasure chess
write a check, mate
wait, what does it all mean?
no thing
but i just spent so much TIME
too late
game over
ashes, ashes we all fall
UP

Robot Scott

Thu, 23 Jun 2011 15:42:57 -0700

Some times I’m like a robot.

Robot Scott gets good grades and pleases those who ration praise.

He is smart and logical and moves through the systematic box in aMAZEing fashion.

But something isn’t right. Look at my left foot. Is the air deflating out of my Brand new Nike shoe?

Nope. Nike Air check.

Swoooooooooosh.

Okay, but some thing still smells off… is the cheese rotting?

Well if it is, then why am I running in circles chasing this elusive rotting cheese?

And what do I do when this cheddar no longer fuels my race?
And what is there outside of all these walls anyway?

Question. Question. Question.

Answer? Answer? Answer?

I think I feel like the Tin Man. But the Tin Man couldn’t feel, so I guess I just think like the Tin Man.

Think. Think. Think.

Tin Man needed a heart.

I have one. What does it do? Science class told me it pumps my blood and I definitely got an A in that class.

Something is missing. I am missing something. I’m feeling annoyed. I’m feeling frustrated. I’m feeling mad.

Wait! Wait!! Wait!!!

I’m FEELING. I’m FEELING!!

I forgot the FEELING of my pulsing heart! It’s electric!! Science class didn’t teach me about the FEELING.

NOW I remember it’s been HERE the WHOLE time!

I’ll never forget this revelation…

OH MY GOD! That new cheeseburger up there on that electric billboard looks delicious AND it’s only $3.99!!!

Dancing Through Life

Thu, 16 Jun 2011 17:25:08 -0700

Dance when you’re broken open.

Dance when you’ve torn the bandage off.

Dance in the middle of fighting.

Dance in your blood.

Dance when you’re perfectly free.

Struck, the dancer hears a tambourine inside her,

like a wave that crests into foam at the very top,

Begins.

Maybe you don’t hear that tambourine,

or the tree leaves clapping time.

Close the ears on your head,

that listen mostly to lies and cynical jokes.

There are other things to see, and hear.

Music. Dance.

A brilliant city inside your soul!

—Rumi

Join me in celebration on Saturday for An Evening of TranceZenDance from 8pm-11pm @ the Hub.

It’s going to be an amazing night of music, movement, breath and community. I hope you can make it!

Love,

Scott

the rEVOLution will not BE televised

Thu, 09 Jun 2011 17:51:00 -0700

If you argue, debate, disagree, criticize, dislike, denounce or focus any other energy into the past paradigm, you support its existence; you are using your breath and Life force to feed the flames of the very wild fire you wish to be extinguished. Engaging with unconsciousness only creates more unconsciousness.

The Now paradigm is gaining momentum. Fuel it with your awareness, breath, love, action and movement. Be yourself to your utmost potential. Cultivate inspiration and lead by example.

“Be the change you wish to see in the world” - Ghandi

Embody the joy of being ALIVE and let it radiate from your heart, rippling infinitely far out through the space-time continuum, touching everyone and everything along the Way.

“Utopia must spring in the private bosom before it can flower in civic virtue, inner reforms leading naturally to outer ones. A man who has reformed himself will reform thousands” - Paramahansa Yogananda

Remember that you are a player on the Universal Team with a unique position that no one else can fill.

Be ready for the ball

It’s coming your way

NOW.

Birth Days

Thu, 02 Jun 2011 18:10:00 -0700

My birth day is coming up on June 11th. My unborn nephew’s birth day is also coming up…my brother and his wife Kristen are expecting Lucas to be born between June 10th and June 12th. It’s an exciting time full of reminders to celebrate this gift of Life, not only on my birthday, not only on Lucas’ birthday, but every single day. We already did it, we are ALIVE! Why aren’t we celebrating more!?

“To be born is to become totally vulnerable and open, to
abandon all security
in exchange for life.
We must not fear to be born anew in every moment.

Babies are high all the time.
They assume nothing; they draw no lines.
They are completely open to pain and joy.

Babies see things as they really are.

Children are high a lot of the time.
They are more open than adults, make fewer assumptions, allow
more things to happen to them.
They seem to have infinite energy.

But do not think adults are fallen angels!
It is not possible to fall from grace.
Adults have access to infinite energy; they can free themselves
from assumptions.
They can be as high as they choose.
but they cannot escape responsibility.
And if you don’t embrace your responsibility
——-love it as you love yourself——-
you will never get high.
You will never enjoy free energy flow.”

-Paul Williams via Das Energi

I am hosting my birthday party a week late at the Hub on June 18th and invite you to join the celebration of Life as we tap into the infinite flow of energy during an Evening of TranceZenDance from 8pm-11pm.