Chicka Boom

Ever wake up to a kitchen filled with broken dishware and busted out window panes? (Well, maybe you have.) It is not recommended, but it is the stuff from which great stories can be told. More about that later. In this blog I write about my experiences and relationships. I write about love and forgiveness and how to wake up to divinity. I write about the precious interactions I have with humans, energies, spirits and food. In May of 2009 I had an enlightening experience on Flight 1113, sitting in seat 11A somewhere over Texas with the man in seat 11B. With my hand hovering over his outstretched palm I was awakened to the knowledge that all there really is, is love & bliss and that I have always been connected to God/Creation/Source, and not separate at all. I was me and then I was so much more! That's my reality. We are love. Everything else we make up for educational and entertainment purposes. Learn something and get the bowl of popcorn. Sometime after "landing," the body knowledge & experience of an all pervasive Divine loving energy dissipated, and I became a human being again. That state of effortless bliss, that utter state of effervescent happiness, that knowledge that we are love, and God is love and we are part of it all, THAT state, was going to take an effort or strategy to recreate. I'm opting for an effortless strategy. Love is. This is what this Blog is all about. Love. Life. God, and all of the names for god, without the little book. It is a collection of personal essays, thoughts, whims, ideas and amusements, from the perspective of a tail-end of the Baby Boom White Chick. In truth, all there really is, is love & bliss. Let's get the popcorn popping anyway, because the show must go on.