shut up christine


Tuesday, December 25, 2007
      ( 1:06 AM ) shut up christine  
Merry Christmas!
this year's Christmas present is a bedtime story:

the story of stuff.

its the thought that counts, right? or rather, the thinking

also,
CPs in a pod reunited!!

thanks Brian for planning it! thanks Pri for the pic :)
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Saturday, December 22, 2007
      ( 2:14 AM ) shut up christine  
last night in an empty Stater Bros parking lot, a friend talked me through a pretty large question along the lines of what-am-i-going-to-do-with-my-life

and people, we figured it out.
once more for emphasis: WE FIGURED.IT.OUT.

omg we figured it out.

its not glamorous and there's no crazy adventure involved.
it could possibly involve a cubicle and perhaps data entry or some variation of monkey work.

what i really want
like
, really, REALLY want to do
is not something i'll get paid for

but i can get a day job that covers the bills and after work i can do the things i really love, things like brainstorming beautiful things in a Stater Bros parking lot at 1am on a Thursday night, with semi-gloss paint splattered on my sweatshirt and under my fingernails.

today this poem crossed my path and i almost fell down
you need to read it and you will see what i mean
and then you can print it out and tuck it into your wallet for reference.

The Invitation

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.


It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon...
I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us
to be careful
to be realistic
to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
Yes.”

It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.

-Oriah Mountain Dreamer

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Tuesday, December 18, 2007
      ( 2:47 PM ) shut up christine  
end of the year thoughts

barn's burnt down
now I can see the moon
-Masahide

i'm leaving for sri lanka in 8 days


this will be the first time in 21 years that i will not get to run home with my sister from my neighbor's house at 11:55pm on New Year's Eve to wake up my dad

its kind of a big deal.

i cannot believe a year is only 365 short days!

in 2007, I...
- got my first "real" job and hated it
- worked less than 161 days
- spent 100 days abroad
- was an art teacher in india
- became vegetarian. kinda
- did a lot of thinking
- spent a lot of time at the santa ana jail
- changed my priorities
- and fell in love! again and again and again. 100 everyday

defining realization in 2007:
- i am surrounded by people who make my life beautiful.
i could write a novel about this one thing. and i will. wait for it

resolutions for 2008:
- be on time!
- go within. that statement is so opaque but i know exactly what it means and what it requires of me and i'm kind of scared to face myself and even more scared of what could possibly happen as a result, like i know shit is bound to change and i don't think i am completely ready to let go but i know this is something I HAVE to do for myself.
vague much? ha

if 2007 is any indication of what's to come
2008 is going to be bananas

p.s. merry christmas
p.p.s. happy new year
p.p.p.s. see you in February
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Sunday, December 16, 2007
      ( 1:58 PM ) shut up christine  
1,500 plus CPDRC inmates of the Cebu Provincial Detention and Rehabilitation Center, Cebu, Philippines.........

LOVE it

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Friday, December 14, 2007
      ( 10:45 AM ) shut up christine  
wow.. i almost cried.
karmatube's featured video of the week:

Cell Phone Salesman Sings His Heart Out
He was an unlikely opera singer: by day Paul Potts sold cell phones in South Wales and confessed that summoning self-confidence was "always difficult." But Paul persevered. "My dream is to spend my life doing what I was born to do," he said simply. Watch him defy expectations on a June 2007 episode of "Britain's Got Talent" --and in the course earn a standing ovation from an audience of over two thousand.

http://www.karmatube.org/videos.php?id=166
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Monday, December 10, 2007
      ( 3:42 AM ) shut up christine  
i just came back from a weekend trip to houston.

i have a friend who pushes me harder than anyone i know.
and sometimes it sucks.
because there are times when i convince myself no.NO.no.just no.this is impossible, it cannot be done.

and he, without even knowing what i'm thinking, will totally prove me wrong.
then i'm like, shit! now i have no excuse.

i can't go back to being ignorant.
now it's my responsibility, to humanity (no pressure)
and i am forced to become better than what i am, whether i want to or not.
its like this quote:
Man's mind, once stretched by a new idea, never regains its original dimension.

i told him this weekend that it scares me when he expects these great things from me
because i know eventually i will let him down.

and he said its okay...let me down.

that's the whole story, i don't know why but i needed to type it out.


anyway, i got the email below from thu-trang and i thought it was nicely said:


"I am not afraid of anything anymore"
I believe my friend Rachel has this tattooed on the small of her back after she got divorced and came out as a lesbian. Fear is something we all grapple with and are paralyzed by in this or that situation, in few or in many. We know it when we stop breathing but continue living anyway. We realize it when we reset our hearts and consciously try to breathe rythmically again, as I do when I'm driving in a hurry somewhere amidst a crapload of traffic. I would like to think that this life is an exercise in losing fear much like losing the training wheels on our bike. Fear in a way has helped us to avoid accidents, to prevent loss of limb, loss of life. But as we get older, and wiser, we realized that we've nothing to really fear. Fear takes up room in ourselves where peace and calm should be. I hope that you all will do or think something each day to vanquish small and big fears, fears of small and big things. I think we're so much more beautiful when we're fearless. Alluringly, even brazenly fearless.

Check out this picture to see how others in far corners of the world go to face and conquer face. Amazing. http://photoblog.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/11/28/485435.aspx "Japanese yamabushi, mountain ascetics, hang from cliffs to overcome fear, during their spring austerity training in the Kumano mountain range of western Japan, April 28, 2007. Yamabushi are practitioners of Shugendo, an ancient Japanese nature religion which incorporates original mountain worship of Japan with Tantric Buddhism and Taoism."

Love everything more to fear oneself less.
Looking forward, peace,
Thu-Trang
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Wednesday, December 05, 2007
      ( 11:57 PM ) shut up christine  
100 everyday.


I blame you for all of this...


Love,
Tim


This started as a game, and now both of us are collapsing....


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Tuesday, December 04, 2007
      ( 6:22 PM ) shut up christine  



what if the rest of your life
was the best of your life?

-postcard on loralei's desk
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