shut up christine


Monday, May 28, 2012
      ( 1:42 PM ) shut up christine  
May I be safe from harm.
May I be happy just as I am.
May I be peaceful with whatever is happening.
May I be healthy and strong.
May I care for myself in this ever-changing world graciously, joyously.
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Thursday, May 24, 2012
      ( 2:48 PM ) shut up christine  
totally pointless video :)
run makoto run! 





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Thursday, May 17, 2012
      ( 7:36 PM ) shut up christine  
try to guess what's happening in these pictures


preparations for EKATVA are underway
i've said it many times before...
the time i spent with manav sadhna in india changed me in a huge way
there, a seed was planted in my head to consider nursing
it was my impetus for becoming vegetarian
i strengthened and solidified many of the beliefs i hold now
and i learned that my life is service

five years later
i see the path my life has taken
the people i've met and the things we've done
so much good has happened
and it all started with a seed

the los angeles show is in sixteen days
the kids are coming here

if you know me, i've talked and talked about my experience
but i have always wanted to show you...

now you have the opportunity to actually see what i mean

i hope you can come

Los Angeles  |  June 2, 2012  |  4-7pm
John Muir Middle School, 5929 S Vermont Ave, Los Angeles, CA 90044

Fullerton  |  June 3, 2012 |  4-6 pm
Campus Theater @ Fullerton College, 321 East Chapman Ave, Fullerton, CA92832

Tickets are $10, no one will be turned away for lack of funds

The kids are also performing in other cities: New Jersey, San Francisco, Houston, Austin, Atlanta, and the UK.  Info at ekatva.org

so what are the photos above depicting?
when guests come to a so cal show
we're going to stamp their hands when they enter
amy convinced me to hand carve these stamps
so i am hand carving 15 stamps yo
look at me trying to be all crafty

a lot of love and care is going into every little detail
we really, really hope you can make it
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Monday, May 07, 2012
      ( 12:05 PM ) shut up christine  
old seva letters

how are you feeling? has anyone else responded with their availability? 
looks like (hard)core is limited to about 3 people so my thoughts are

at the end of the day someone has to show up and do the work - which you already know. but as good as our intentions are, we can't force it if the bandwidth isn't there. i know that you, personally, are willing to take on a lot, and i know that you will handle it much better than i was able to...but to give you my most honest opinion - it will take so much more than the commitment of 3 people.  it's one thing to give a verbal agreement but when it gets down to it, who is coming to the meetings, and who is taking the time to reply to these emails.
 
i have the same questions for you: 
- can you let it go if it isn't the right time? (but then again, is there ever going to be a right time?)
- what are your reasons? sorry i keep asking you this question. sorry dude. i keep asking because its comforting knowing that you're coming from the right place, even though i'm not.  when its 4am and you're still awake i hope your reasons are strong enough to carry you but i'm not too worried about that..you're much stronger than me in that way, for sure. 

...
this was mostly to voice my own struggle with seva, and how difficult it is finding my place in it.
unlike most people who have an actual good reason for not being able to commit - like school, work, babies, or weddings, my reason is that my heart isn't in it anymore :(  and that hasn't been an easy thing for me to admit.  i'm torn between doing what is selfish for myself, and doing what is necessary.
if there are people who really want to see this go forward, i should push my feelings aside and support in whatever way i can, while trying to be as honest as possible, with them, and with myself.
i'm still trying to figure out what that means.  


i've been thinking about seva a lot.  regrets, maybe.
there are so many things i would have done differently if i could go back
i keep returning to one seemingly small incident
it was close to the end of the night
a few orders were waiting to be filled, we had run out of the beans that we used in one of the dishes
instead of opening up a new can, i said we were out of that menu item for the night
it was my call
i'm sorry i should have served you

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Saturday, May 05, 2012
      ( 9:12 PM ) shut up christine  
anyone else spend their free time reading their ex's thesis drafts?

i found an old file from 2005
during this time my relationship with the boyfriend had turned no bueno
he still wanted me to finish proofreading his graduate thesis
he sent me his 30 page paper in a blank email with only the subject heading: here

mentally i was like hells no i'm not editing your papers anymore 
of course i'm a chump and i did it anyway.  passive aggressively
here are some examples of my constructive criticism
(because, obviously, the best way to exact revenge on a philandering bf is to ruthlessly proofread his homework)

we never got back together.







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Wednesday, May 02, 2012
      ( 9:10 AM ) shut up christine  
oh shit

i just finished nursing school.
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Tuesday, May 01, 2012
      ( 3:39 PM ) shut up christine  

fears

long before i met makoto
i taught myself how to skateboard
hours spent carving up and down our street
from the cul de sac to the stop sign and back
the pavement there is smooth and even
i know that path with my eyes closed

the problem is
i can only skate where it's smooth
cracks scare me
so although i can be fast and fluid
i really can't go anywhere...
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