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April 10, 2008, 4:15 amWhere has the time gone?
....returning to the homestead all too soon!
So much to relay, but in a 4 day (heart yantra cycle, more introspective)
much love and coming exuberance,
lakshmesheFebruary 23, 2008, 9:41 pm
Update Two Hi all!
This has been an intense week of paradigm shifting. Underlying
the purification processes of Ekadasi (pranayama) and fasting are blissful
feelings of harmony, inside and outside. What comes up as pride,
false modesty, greed, depression, violence in thought and action is witnessed
and released into the fire of strong determination. Cleaning the gutters of the
mind!
Yoga is a journey of purification-harnessing of our mental powers to achieve this end;
we then witness the potentials of our being unfold with greater ease as
we consciously direct energy into evolutionary unfolding, rather
than squandering it through unawareness, lethargy, negative habits and ignorance.
A few things that we've been playing with: Savitri breathing and Swadhyaya (self-study) in the
4 directions. These are not disturbing practises (like Ekadasi), and so can be
practised by everyone! The Savitri breathing is calming for the mind, energizing
for the nervous system (as we increase prana- extra electrons found on oxygen
molecules) and combined with Swadhyaya (Self-study) in the 4 directions, is a relaxing
method of evolutionary learning.
Each of the 4 directions has it's own thought stream...as i've discovered for myself,
this is very true! East, the rising sun, brings with it the future, what is coming
in life, a great place for affirmations. South holds thoughts of our relationships,
how they flow or not, what needs to be clarified within them. To the West, the setting
sun, we go in, seeing ourself, and how we view ourself. In the North is the realm
of ideas and concepts. Also home to the Akashic records (lately know as the A-field
to Western research).
Savitri: Using a complete breath (abdominal, mid and upper), breath in for a count of 8,
hold (relax your shoulders!) for a count of 4, exhale for a count of 8 (start the exhale
from the abdomen, then mid then upper release), hold the exhale for 4. Begin again!
IF this is too much, try 6-3-6-3, or work up to 16-8-16-8 etc. Don't force the holdings.
Do at least 9 rounds in each direction, then record the thoughts (first ones) that arise.
We have started a 21 day course of Dhandal (yogic muscle building technique)
and core strengthening work...hello conscious double leg lifts and pushups! You should see
me trying to get up from prone to Chaturanga (where you hover off the ground on your hands and
toes). Tres funny. grunt grunt! mooooooooooo!
Lots of love,
moomooFebruary 15, 2008, 8:14 pmHi all!
So i've been here for almost a month in Thailand. It's amazing how
quickly humans adapt to new environments and form routines! All
the "inconveniences" (a hard bed, mosquito's, the heat etc) have
vanished into a very enjoyable routine of up at 4am for meditation, hatha,
pranayama, sound work (toning, chanting) and discussion until 4pm, where we are off,
to do our own practises, reading and for some, socializing!
We are doing a very intense pranayama practise called Ekadasi Kriya.
It stirs up the nervous system and restores the electrical flow to
various areas that have been blocked throughout our lives. We are on
day 5 of this 11 day practise; I feel like i've been blended on the
inside and have had some very big releases.
Not a day goes by without gratitude for this experience, living
in a spiritual community of practising yogi/ni's. We are having
amazing openings, on many different levels. My understanding of the yogic
chakra system, it's purpose and practise, deepens daily, even minute to
minute!
For fun, a few of us hunted down a coconut. Not a green one (which
you get milk from), but a hard old dried up one. Then we used the
"coconut opener", which is more like a spear in the ground than
a can opener, to take off the hard shell. We were then confronted
with a hard cocoNUT, Which we promptly broke with a hammer and
had a delicious (not sweet, like the packaged stuff!) coconut party.
It takes 2 canadians and a brit approximately 20 minutes to open a
coconut. The thai's found us amusing, to say the least.
Things that are circulating: Nelson BC comes up a lot! Music comes up a lot too. The various
intervals and their healing/resonant properties. love for family and
a desire to share these practises comes up pretty much daily!
The hatha classes are very inspirational, as we all learn and unlearn.
Proper alignment is a focus right now, as are many "kundalini" practises (that's
how i was introduced to them in vancouver-but now i know them as a
type of pranayama, breath work).
Tonight we are having an ecstatic dance session then a sound journey
in the amazing sound dome. The other day we were sufi spinning, which
is (as some may know) my favorite thing ever! Next week I will be
doing a brown rice cleanse, as my body is asking for even more release
(which is amazing, considering how clean i've been eating and all the breathing).
It should help with flexiblity too.
The brown rice diet is just brown rice for 10 days, chewed very well and
water only when thirsty (so as not to overload the kidneys). Rice is very purifying
for the blood and approximately 1/10 of the blood is cleaned each day on the diet,
so that's why 10 days! It will be inner-resting to observe all the food cravings
that come up, thai food is especially delicious to my senses!
Lots of love, moomooFebruary 2, 2008, 7:53 pm
Thailand "Farang" Typecasting Disclaimer: The following is all in good fun. All of these types
are based on individuals I've met, but not strictly. (i.e. none of these are YOU) They don't come close to showing the full person, as typecasts are the surface structures of the beautiful spirit that lives in us all.
That being said, let the fun begin!
Mr/Ms Encyclopedia of Health and Wellbeing
Spends a very conspicuous 10 minutes blessing his meal.
Will explain in detail why they eat or don't eat anything,
complete with a full explaination of the aruveydic system,
nadi's and recommendations for your particular health type.
Heaven forbid you contradict their wealth of information
with your own personal experience to the contrary, for then
they will unleash a torrent of explainations and rationalizations
proving that their theory is, in fact, 100% correct.
Go wallow in your palm-oil saturated coconut curry, my dear,
you may well feel LESS healthy after talking with this fellow!
Ms/Mr Otherworldly
Won't shake your hand, is from the Pleiades (but grew up
in New York) and will give you a big hug if you get close enough.
Ms/Mr Namaste
Queen of the day, this one loves to be in command. She won't
hesistate to tell you exactly how many hours of pranayama she
did this morning, and how great it makes her feel! You will always be wrong around this one, as this gives her a chance to ever-so-sweetly chastise you. Never mind the fact that she orchestrated the event to begin with! She can be found giving the advice, "Surrender" to the road-weary, while repeating her favorite stories to anyone worth impressing. A true spiritual narcissist, this one is to be pitied and loved, not strangled.
Ms/Mr Kowabunga
While all the above types are prone to have multiple tattoo's
and piercings, Mr. Kowabunga is the king. Nary a square inch
belies his original state of grace. Despite the long dread's,
you will have ample time to investigate his mythical artwork, as
Mr. Kowabunga rarely wears a shirt, or shoes for that matter!
With a booming voice, Mr. Kowabunga is the royalty of good times and mystery, dissapearing for days at a time, only to reappear
with larger earholes and new inkings.
Mr Beach/ Ms Beachette
If male, this fellow has a shaved head, manditory. If female,
she will not be caught dead in anything but a bikini, anywhere, anytime. This type usually keep to themselves and frequent the lovliest beaches in any given area. They are prone to smoking, drinking and sleeping late.They are relatively harmless, unless you steal their suntan oil. So don't. Even if it seems like it may be fun.
Ms/Mr New Paradigm
I fall into this category. (it's only fair, since i'm making fun
of all my new companions)
Horrified at the mosquito's and unrelenting sunshine, this poor
dear is constantly sweating under her long sleeved shirt and pants. Slightly confused as to what she's gotten herself into, she can be found sipping chilled coconut drinks and typing on her laptop. If by chance she takes a motorbike ride and survives, you may not see her for days as she recovers from the fright of her life! Wandering around humming to herself, this one needs afternoon naps and can be lured almost anywhere by pineapples and coconuts.January 15, 2008, 12:36 pmJanuary 15, 2008, 12:33 pmInterview with David Swenson
In one sentence, what did you realize about the meaning of life?
DS: That there's a big difference between doing yoga and simply making an asana out of yourself.
January 13, 2008, 5:50 pm
Top Reads/Re-Reads of the Month:
FICTION
Slapstick (Kurt Vonnegut)
To Kill A Mockingbird (Harper Lee)
Flowers for Algernon (David Keyes)
NONFICTION
Kundalini Yoga for the West (Sivananda Radha)
Using Your Expresso Machine (unknown author)
MUSIC
Best of Badfinger (Compilation)
Revolver (Beatles)
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.January 9, 2008, 2:19 pmThe Yoga Journey So Far
About 8 years ago, I went to Vancouver Film School (Acting for Film and Television). There I was able to exorcise and exercise many suppressed aspects of my psyche which, previously, had created conflicts, depression, weight gain and massive amounts of misery.
It was the power of expression that freed me to follow my inner promptings more than any inculcated socialization (be a doctor, etc). At VFS, the musical nature of my joy awakened and began orchestrating the course of my life.
It was there, too, that I met Amanda Hiebert. She requires a book to herself, but I will try in a few sentences to describe this dynamic, creative non-conformist.
A born artist, Amanda chooses theatre, film, poetry and music as outlets for her creative power. We embarked upon a fitness program together, very successfully, and inspired many others at VFS to do the same.
While we never attended a class together, Amanda informed me, rather mysteriously, of this thing called Bikram's yoga. At Bikram's, she claimed, you would laugh and cry, sweat and tone while experiencing mental and emotional catharsis. Well, that was definitely my trip at the time, and so began an ongoing relationship with the series of asana's performed in a hot room known as Bikram's Yoga.
It was all true. I practised diligently for the first 4 years, going at least 5 times a week. Not only did I gain physical flexibility, mental and emotional benefits matched or exceeded the outward changes. An inner reliance, confidence and determination grew. I began to wonder what else there was to this Yoga thing. Bikram's seemed just a drop in a vast ocean of lore, techniques, teachers and teachings. What is Yoga?
It took several years of reading, everything I could get my hands on: Ken Wilbur, Ram Das, Sivananda Radha, Osho, Chogyam Trumpa, Pema Chodron, Donna Farhi, Georg Feuerstein, Gabrielle Roth, Paramahansa Yogananda, Patanjali, Iyengar, Daisetz Teitaro Suzuki, Rumi, Hafiz, Ma Deva Padma, and many more, to develop my intellectual understanding of Yoga, God and Nature (not that they are separate).
Changing at a very rapid pace, musically, psychologically, spiritually, emotionally, I outgrew relationships, jobs, habits and developed new habits of introspection, silence, meditation and self-inquiry. The seed of dhamma sprouted and Vipassana meditation entered my life. I began to explore Ashtanga Yoga. I decided to immerse myself in the study and practise of yoga for 4 months at Pyramid Yoga in Koh Phangan, Thailand. I leave next week!
Yoga is not an intellectual game nor is it a series of acrobatics. As a word, it encompasses the following: a state of being, a spectrum of techniques for the attainment of this state, a vast tradition of spiritual research. One must practise yoga to exist in yoga, it seems, despite the paradox that the unitary state IS, despite the conscious appearance of separation.
in joy, in light, in love,
moomooJanuary 4, 2008, 9:24 amVipassana
Silent sitting breathing, sensations arise and pass away, arise and pass away.
Reactions to the pain, reactions to the bliss. Still sitting, still breathing.
In this way the mind is mastered, it's deep habit pattern of craving/aversion slowly, bit by bit, dissolved.
A monastic life cleans from the inside out.
Who can lie who does not speak?
Who can kill who does not eat?
Who has time for wrong action with a schedule that begins at 4am and ends at 930pm?
On this base of purity, we explore the full range of mind and matter.
12 days later, we are glad! This has been torturous, this disciplined life of growing awareness, momement by moment. The field has been so full of debris, the weather so miserable!
Now back in the city. Was that a dream? Those 12 days, what have they brought me? Is my mind equanamous? Am I able to keep a balanced mind despite the painful or blissful sensations that arise now, just as they did then?
Yes and No. More practise. More gratitute for such a profound teaching, such a profound technique used in service to the art of living.
.December 12, 2007, 1:40 pm
Re-Reading List:
1) Gandhi's AutoBiography
2) Mystical Aspects of Hatha Yoga (Sivananda Radha)
Music List:
Goes on forever, recently invested in a Zen Creative MP3 player that has an incredible 30G
-Sarah Slean
-David Gates
-Portishead
-McCartney-RAM
-Chant
-Karen Carpenter
-Julie London
-New favorite song: Wes Montgomery's Mr. Walker
!November 24, 2007, 7:48 pmLast goodbyes?
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.November 2, 2007, 4:48 pm
October 31, 2007, 1:55 pm
pics from the skytrain (after the cafe deux soleils show)
an old pic of roch and meshe
we are filming a video of our live performance, will be up next week!
-meshe
October 29, 2007, 11:55 pm
October 27, 2007, 12:55 pm
Now I Walk In Beauty Performed by Hearth.
Hearth (Harmonic Sisterhood) is
Anna Kemble ( www.annakemble.com )
Elaine Ryan ( Listen)
Meshe!
Now I Walk In Beauty
October 26, 2007, 4:16 pmMeaning
What "i" wants to know-
WHO cares about meaning?
this is not a rhetorical question.
it is the tool of a jyana yogi(ni)
self-inquiry
,
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.October 26, 2007, 4:05 pm
October 26, 2007, 6:58 am
no crow radio: full moon podcast
or stream it!
no crow radio: full moon stream
-Babooshka (roch gallo)
-Waiting for the Miracle (leonard cohen)
-In Light In Performance Poem (meshe)
-Lucky Are We (meshe)
-Moondrops Inteview (roch and meshe)
-Nardis (miles davis)
-Another Tear for you (meshe)
-Secret Portals Inteview (roch and meshe)
-Interstellar Communications (roch)
-The Game (roch gallo)
October 25, 2007, 6:32 pmTonight Coverville is featuring a Moon Circus version of Leonard Cohen's, Waiting for the Miracle.
FULL MOON PODCAST TOMORROW!
October 21, 2007, 6:50 pmOctober 12, 2007, 4:14 pm
Abhyasa (Practise) Replenished! Connected! Invigorated!
all from an intense hatha yoga class.
to know this spring of mindbodyheart
i passed through the winter of a poorly disciplined home practise;
the support of a teacher and community of practitioners (sangha) cannot be underestimated; they are the water and earth to our flowering.
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.October 12, 2007, 4:06 pm
Portal
there is a magic
portal
poems
shimmer there
lucid on the
mirrormind
with rhyme but no reason
thoughtripples
disturb the surface
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.October 12, 2007, 4:02 pmPratyahara
October 11, 2007, 9:51 pm
Project Ions he is not me
-at this level of reality-
nor is he
an extension of my identify
as he is not me,
nor do i need him to be,
all is complete
perfectly
without necessity that he be me
for he is not me!
and i do not want him to be!
to honor the flowerings
that we be...
no, he is not me
nor i him, he, his or any other wiz!
for every i that arise's IS what it is.
which is
that he is not me
at this level of reality
(duality! - the only place "we" can be- )
in this cosmic soup,
karmic loup de loop,
he is not me!
he is not me!
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.October 7, 2007, 4:59 pm
As many of you know, i'm going to Thailand in February for yoga training. This trip has been long planned and is much anticipated!
Due to some requests for a "blog" of the journey, along with my own predilection for storytelling, i'm going to start the story now.
Introduction to Pyramid Yoga (www.pyramidyoga.com)
Stephanie Pintar: a true free-spirited, loving, open-hearted woman-child. A dancer, lover of life and fountain of hugs whose name and visual image evoke rushes of joy in me. This is a person who collects heart shaped rocks, digs for amethysts and ends every conversation with, " and lots of love to 'ya!".
When Stephie informed me that pyramidyoga was a great place to get trained in the art and science of yoga, there was little need for further research into the subject, so confident am I in her intuitive guidance!
Of course, the pyramid yoga site, with it's weath of information, broad spectrum of yoga studies, focus on sound, unbelievably affordable tuition and unsurpassed location, did little to hinder the growing conviction, "Hi ho, hi ho! It's off to Pyramid Yoga I go!"
To be continued....(with video, coming in Febrary)
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.September 30, 2007, 4:38 pm
hi little poem
in the quickening heat
words come out all too fast
i know i know
...but earthworms come out
when rain fills their burrows
and so too words creep out
meet the mist
and move on
"keep moving" gautama the buddha said.
i know i know
September 30, 2007, 3:20 pmKrishnamurti Quote on Beauty
=== JKrishnamurti.org - Daily Quote ===
Peace is not the outcome of reason
Peace is not the outcome of reason; and yet, as you will see if you observe them,
the organized religions are caught up in this pursuit of peace through the mind.
Real peace is as creative and as pure as war is destructive; and, to find that
peace, one must understand beauty. That is why it is important, while we are very
young, to have beauty about us: the beauty of buildings that have proper
proportions, the beauty of cleanliness, of quiet talk among the elders. In
understanding what beauty is, we shall know love, for the understanding of beauty is
the peace of the heart.
Life Ahead - 163
September 29, 2007, 8:39 pm
Trying this out....
Click below to make a paypal donation to support Moon Circus's work! Any amount.
Thanks!
September 29, 2007, 3:40 pm
Here's a few new things:
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A new version of If A Cherry Tree
Click to listen
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A Spoken-word poem with music based on the poem In Light In
Performance Poem: Intro to Perennial Philosophy
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a newer mix (but by no means definiative) of Another Tear for You
Another Tear For You
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and a little musical video clip!
******************September 25, 2007, 6:34 pm
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does spirit practise?
play seems a better fit
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.September 25, 2007, 6:32 pmTonglen*
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.
all that is me
shines out
as eyes breathe in the sorrow
of the world
,
,
*tonglen: spirit practise
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.September 25, 2007, 2:54 pm
www.coverville.com
The Cover Song Podcast
They are streaming a few Moon Circus tunes from the upcoming "Under the Covers"
September 23, 2007, 2:24 am
TLC not BLT!
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.September 14, 2007, 8:10 pm
a new moondrop!
If I Had A Cherry Tree
,
,
actually, two. this one just came out...
Life, Death,Ego, Creativity
September 8, 2007, 11:15 am
hi friends!
long time no write!
right. to the point:
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A:new additions to the bio on
Michelle Dumond Website - SCROLL DOWN
-breakdown of all the different projects blooming!
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B: New Moondrops in the making: some demo's
DIRECT STREAM OF ANOTHER TEAR
DIRECT STREAM OF PRIDE
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C: NO CROW RADIO's FIRST PODCAST!
Coming for the next full moon
*Fuzzy Studio: new recordings
* Spoken word Poetry
* Songs from Nova Scotia Sister Reunion
* The Moondrops: news about Moon Circus' next release.
* Under the Covers: news about Eh?'s next release.
* Secret Portals: sound inner-resting? It is.
***********************************************************************************September 5, 2007, 9:47 pm
"singing is a nice thing to do."
-Elaine Ryan
August 22, 2007, 7:56 am
i am love speaking
anything i say
i lose
for i am the process of becoming
clothed in the language of the world
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.August 6, 2007, 5:33 pm
Yoga
A Philosophy, a Science and an Art.
If you look after the root of the tree,
the fragrance and flowering will come by itself.
If you look after the body,
the fragrance of the mind and spirit will come of itself.
B K S Iyengar
August 2, 2007, 6:29 am
Nova Scotia Sister Reunion overheard
(on life)
....I have absolutely no inner strife. I don't know what my problem is.
(on camping)
....I don't need to see the fireflies, I have a VCR that blinks at home.
(on wine in the backcountry)
...we need a versatlle wine...something that goes equally well with a tuna casserole or a can of Chunky soup.
(on popsicles)
...what is this? Pink Marker Flavour?
(on maps and driving)
...this is ridiculous....we just spent 25 minutes in a 5 minute town!
Pictures coming soon!July 23, 2007, 8:51 pm
i the bubbling to whom can i bring these shattered pieces
on what altar can i place
fragments of a shell
that no longer fits?
a magic cooking is going on
i the bubbling
when all is spinning confusion
a galaxy becoming
whose eyes stand at the edge of time
directing swirling mayhem?
deep! deeper! the depths
call
there the pearl
beyond this shell's passing shadows
and quickening joys
.
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.July 19, 2007, 8:36 am
An Inspiring Woman
who won the Nobel Peace Prize. For 30 years she has mobilized women to plant trees in Africa, and so much more.July 18, 2007, 8:02 pm
.Toronto.
! alive !
unfamiliar energies
sharpen senses
.family.
!joy!
!old patterns!
!new growth!
!laughs ! tears!
July 15, 2007, 8:54 pmJuly 15, 2007, 3:55 pm
Psi Games
from the Noetic Institute, a nonprofit organization exploring the frontiers of consciousness.
July 14, 2007, 9:08 pm
John Mack
Excerpt from website:
The mission of the John E. Mack Institute is to explore the frontiers of human experience, to serve the transformation of individual consciousness, and to further the evolution of the paradigms by which we understand human identity.
The Institute is named in recognition of Dr John Mack, Pulitzer Prize winning author and Professor of Psychiatry at the Harvard Medical School.
July 6, 2007, 3:29 pm
Youthink Magazine Interview Questions
How did Moon Circus get started?
Moon Circus, the name arose from a poem:
Moon circus
circles earth
circles us
After recording "The Me Shell" we (Roch and I) started to perform with Quinn, our cellist and a drummer, Danny. I had been performing under my name, Michelle Dumond, up until that point, but felt that it would be nice to have a band, with a new name, new instruments (the cello) and talented fellow circus fleas, lions and monkeys.
Could you describe the dynamic with the group – with two different
people driving the band creatively?
It's really nice to share lead vocals, as well I love to sing and play Roch's songs. Roch and I are very harmonious musically, we combine synergistically to create something beyond our individual reach. I'm waiting for Quinn to start singing and writing pop songs, and for Danhy to burst forth in song from behind the drums. Until then, though, Roch and I contribute the songs, some of which allow for improvisation for all of us musicians.
Could you tell me a bit about the new album that´s coming up?
Is there a connective thread in the album?
Our new album is coming out in December, "Under the Covers". It is our Moon Circus take on many classic songs; George Harrison's "I Me Mine", Leonard Cohen's "Waiting for the Miracle" which we do gypsy-style and more. The connective thread is that they are covers! We are putting some original songs on the album too, hence "Under the Covers".
Could you tell me a bit about the other albums and how you´ve changed
between albums?
On my first album, "Into Orbit", I was learning how to play, sing, write and record (I self-produced, wrote and recorded the album in 2005). If you listen to the songs, you can hear the musical growth and evolution. On the second album, "The Me Shell", Roch and I had met and begun to musically evolve, exponentially, in my case! This second album was co-produced, with both of us contributing and in some cases co-writing the songs. I love this album because it symbolizes for me the birth of youme, and Moon Circus.
What are your favourite songs on the album?
My favorite song is "Skeye", Roch loves the production on "Show Me", I believe Quinn's favorite is "Sandra" .
What accomplishment are you the proudest of?
Ah! I love seeing how I've progressed musically, the ease of playing piano, guitar and singing now as compared to 5 years ago.
What is your motivation for being in music?
Music is the greatest expression of humanity, the highest form of vibrational alignment with the cosmos, ourselves and each other. It brings me joy, peace, release, comfort. It is my deepest passion.
Describe your musical influences.
Ever-changing! Right now: Yo-yo Ma (I'm learning the cello!), Django Reinhart (gypsy guitar), Stephane Grapelli (gypsy violin), Nina Simone's authentic soulful musical expression, cross-cultural chant music, the way the people's of the world have communed with all that is through sound across time is very sacred and inspiring.
Describe the songwriting process. What´s the story behind the songs?
Songs just fall out! I do the groundwork by knowing my instruments (voice included) and spending time at them. Other than that, the sparks of inspiration can be the simplest thing, a man drinking beer on a bus and a talk with a friend (brought forth Humanity), the death of a friend (brought forth Au Revoir), being sick on Christmas (the song Sick on Christmas!)
I saw some of the poetry on the website. How does your writing of
poetry make its way into or influence your music?
I actually feel that songs lead me to poems, as a song lyric is a poetic form. Lately, more poems have been coming out, but also some poemsongs, which I've posted on the website (www.mooncircus.ca ) as the Moon Drops.
Describe your style – musically, writing-wise, etc.
Style of Music: File under Journey, Lead by meshe's dark, sparkling voice and driven by a madly playful rhythm section, dancing cello's coax a melancholy piano into a wild romp through gypsy, folk, pop, rock, classical and jazz lands.
Taken straight from our website promo!
What´s your favourite part of being in a band – performing or writing
or recording? Why?
Ah again! I love it all, I really do. I especially love playing as a band and recording, both of which have an element of freshness, bringing something utterly new into the world.
What is up next for you?
Where do you think Moon Circus will be in five years?
I see a musical, playing much more cello, more songs, more shows, different audiences!
Youthink Feature Question: What is your hidden talent?
* it's hidden*
this talent
for seeing what is unseeable
and pulling
what wasn't
into
being
.
!July 2, 2007, 5:40 pm
Find out about BC's waters and what's HAPPENING!
TAKE BACK THE POWER
June 28, 2007, 10:27 am
what is mine?
What is mind?
What is mined in mind?
Rubies and diamonds
watermelon tourmaline
amethysts
soft green calcite
deep well springs
nourished well being
plump and pumping
legs in cold water
sea of me
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;June 27, 2007, 12:13 am
!many blessings!
the light of a thousand suns dances
in our hearts!
the peace of many meadows
whispers through us!
we love ourselves as perfect
receptacles of infinite spirit
as whole vessels
with which the Cakemaker
drinks time
.
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.June 25, 2007, 10:26 pm
Downtown Vancouver
downtown vancouver
passing inventory
Prada - Cell Phones -
Man on the Street
-a vortex of need-
the lifejuice of 10 children
would barely irrigate
the desert in his eyes
mom and i
bought him a meal
last year
the girls behind the counter
were worried
he'd come back and ask for the money
- ants - potted plants-
and always the low hum
of cars by the ocean
*
June 24, 2007, 9:40 pm
Untitled ribbons of light
fall from a luminous skeye
radiating all it lands upon and touches
but the soul engulfed with sadness and grief
does not see the wondrous brilliance
that infinity has produced
and thus
eternally sleeps
hidden away
in a cloud of unknowing
-roch gallo
June 24, 2007, 10:44 am
Tides
Dream symbols
use those words
those words are keys, love!
Press them into locked up heart doors
let the wild seabird out with a great cry
and continue whirling
ever
tied
like a kite
to the divine spark plug
of all pulsing life
June 23, 2007, 10:28 am
journey within journey within
words the footpath
in a pathless land
a jungle veritable
Slash! Cut! Burn! Destroy!
--Words are not separate from feeling--
use that key, keyholder !
.
...
.
floating free without a me
a wave of poem splashes out
and slides back bubbling to the sea
directionality applied
in retrospect
.
.
.
June 20, 2007, 10:56 pm
Plasticked P
somewhere the link must be broken
plastics produced
plastics consumed
RRR
reduced
reused
recycled
Plastics can exist peacefully with humanity
why the war?
on produce? -grapes and apples even
mushrooms and spinach
Plasticked.
Plastickered.
nothing escapes....
the terror of toilet paper
roll upon roll
Plasticked.
Plastickered.
plastickery doodles
for sale at every 5 and dime
plastic flags, lighters, keychains.
a whole store for bottled lifeliquid
(have you seen the ads? - pure life! they say. )
row upon row
Plasticked.
Plastickered.
Coffins seal the dead.
Prolonging.
Virtually Indestructible caskets.
As close to eternity as a passing person
a drop of humanity
can get.
Plasticked.
Plastickered.
June 17, 2007, 5:17 pm
Chakra's and Art In the Garden Picture
June 15, 2007, 1:43 pm
what dream is this?
on the skytrain to an audition
-hip young mom, retail store-
the mountains maintain their silent vigil
the trees too laugh at speedy ways
allthough all is relative
in ternity
.
.
.
there...so much external beauty
the inner light shines brightly in a few
others...a broken diffuse glow
.
.
.
reflections reflections
of our beauty full Self
in fine form
infinite forms
float flit flower foam freely
from ?
in ternity
.
.
.June 15, 2007, 1:10 pm
what to do?
in a pool of stillness
underneath the question
the well being
reflects
a
n
s
w
e
r
s
a
n
s
w
e
r
s
a
n
s
w
e
r
s
June 8, 2007, 11:41 pm
a life that has made possible
the exquisite joy of music
the miraculous vast expanses of rustling green peace
that sustain our human forms
when that passing shadow
red or blue
covers you
when a convincing passing dream
evokes a scream
what is important?
to a tree
to you and me
it's the same
!
in the bare essentials of life
water
air
laughter
we come together
whole
full
.
.
lucky are.we to be
here on earth we art and
earth's art art we!
June 6, 2007, 11:49 pmlonging
all the universe
conspires
to birth a feeling
in us lovers
intense separation
when
we again
become the
skeye
how sweetly
ring the laughing
stars!
June 5, 2007, 10:03 pmMeditation
thought!
o endless bubbling fountain!
a burbbling brook...
this morning full of refuse
this night
so sparkling clear eyes see
through to
ground
.
.
.
May 29, 2007, 1:03 pmHi friends.
A good friend sent me this petition about global warming.
I signed, you can too.
Enjoy the sunny day
Bruce
____________________________________________________
Dear fellow earth-inhabitant,
It's time. In just 10 days, the leaders of the G8 and the five other most polluting countries in the world meet in Germany. These 13 men and women will decide the fate of the world's climate. The stakes couldn't be higher.
Over 100,000 of us joined to put the climate crisis at the top of the agenda for this summit -- and we won. We learned that global public opinion has power. But as the US and others dig in, we need an outcry like never before. For this meeting to produce not just hot air but real action, we need to deliver the largest climate petition in history by June 6th. So add your voice today:
CLICK HERE
PS: Between them, the G8+5 countries at this summit produce over 70% of global warming emissions. More background at
www.avaaz.orgMay 25, 2007, 9:01 pm
it will fade
it will fade
as all does with that passage
of time so ubiquitous
none escape
*
or like a bubble
re-emerge
10 years down the road
full of bittersweet
May 25, 2007, 8:58 pmMoon Drops Special Page
LISTEN TO THE MOON DROPS
all the little poemsongs that have been coming out of our home studio compiled onto one page...
May 19, 2007, 1:28 pmMuffin's Theme and Ezzie's Response
A little rainy morning recording from Fuzzy Studio's.
One of the moondrops (short poemsongs that have been coming out).
Muffin's Theme (and Ezzie's Response)
Credits
Rhythm Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals: Meshe
Narration, Lead Guitar, Harmonies: Roch
Meows: Mostly Ezzie, sometimes Muffin
May 9, 2007, 10:55 pmIntention
today i will be a still sea
rochs will sink and rest
a mysterious wind will play
upon the heartstrings
and
all is well
being unfolds
May 8, 2007, 10:09 amPeriod of Time
time bleeds from those marked woman
moon time
real time
a felt time that can't be bought or sold or
otherwise commodified
although some
fill landfills with bloody income
the sanitization
of a clockworld
that doesn't know full moon howling
or feel the pulling of the tides
May 6, 2007, 4:37 pmYOGA
my being is the
divine's play
all that I am
decorates reality
May 6, 2007, 4:34 pmbiking to banyan books at 830pm with roch
between the crescent moon dripping
nectar and wax and
.................................................................. freedom found me on a bicycle
suncrackdawn
May 6, 2007, 3:16 pmheart wheels
sometimes i feel abandoned
sometimes i feel elated
sometimes i feel like a feeling ferris wheel
spinning round forever
April 22, 2007, 4:03 pmIn Light In Framework in poetic form (for those who missed the performance)
it is a mystery
that we each appear to be
a separate entity
while truly
we are
ONE
the saints and sages of all the ages say
beyond time and space there is a way
the Tao, the Void
unending bliss, hare krishna consciousness
moksha, kensho, zikr, shabd
satori love nibbana god ess
words just point to the divine
which is beyond the realm of eyes, me, mine...d
embodied by humankind
yet transcendant to the human race
a fully living loving grace
acknowledged throughout time and space
by those who've shed their shells of me
merging individuality into eternity
to know directly what this is
we follow spirit............... practices,
can not guarantee
that we'll transcend our shells of me.
for who is it who'd like to be
exactly what it is are we
part and parcel of this mystery?
anyway, questions for a rainy day
I know you're here to see a play,
for all life's a stage, and today i play the sage!
as we begin
to dance and sing
tuning in with everything (ding ding ding)
the spirit forms of humankind...
tuning universal mind
letting selfness sense unwind
(show begins)
April 18, 2007, 4:26 pmDream in a Dreamer in a Dream
A little song that came out this morning
listen with headphones for best results
Dream in a Dreamer in a Dream
Credits:
Piano/Vocals: Meshe
Background Ambience: Roch (eating an egg), Muffin meowing,
mysterious phone call with perfect timing
April 15, 2007, 4:10 pmsmells like incense
dropping ego-sense
la voila
!
Innocence!
innersense
April 12, 2007, 7:46 pmIn Light In- latest mix
new mix of In Light In!
In Light In
Credits:
Percussion/Guitars/Vocals/Keyboards: Meshe
Cello: Quinn Brander
Bass: Roch Gallo
April 6, 2007, 10:54 amSorin's Theme : Frozen Woman on the Shores of English Bay
This is two sound poems combined, the first is to be sung while walking in the rain, roch's voice is simulating a remark made by sorin, our wonderful apartment caretaker. This blends into the second, a cello piece (that's me playing, i take full responsibility!), my first cello "composition" (besides writing parts for other songs).
In Joy!
Sorin's Theme 2
and
Sorin's Theme 1
Credits:
vocals/cello/piano: meshe
narration/bass/guitars: roch
April 5, 2007, 3:27 pmClearly
We are clear at the core
Light channelers
like glass stirring sticks
The Cakemaker's tool
to mix the pancake batter
-this material existance-
covered in it, are we, sticky stuff, this world.
April 4, 2007, 3:27 pm
Depression, flat affect may accompany spiritual growth as goals shift from material to spiritual. (care less about getting on the radio and more about how AM a radio).April 4, 2007, 3:25 pmCrazy Wisdom
3 women approached
love
all battlescarred -
" love!", they petitioned, "Hear our cries!"
Love responded thus:
"Have you practised?" felt the first whose cries had been the loudest.
Smiling she awoke.
"When you practised, where was your mind?" sensed the second,
And she fell still.
"Not a word?" heard the third.
"I have practised ever mined full of Love, the battles never stopped, so i figured I must be well on my way to your house!"
And she died in ecstatic union.
THE END
?
March 24, 2007, 9:52 amCycles
oh fellow well being!
i am overfull again!
and flow-ering
who knows
the troubles of a
dry well
better
than
another
well being
searching in the dark
for the mysterious source
it found me looking for itself
**************
the summer breezes
and winter freezes
spring and fall
in perfect time
for things to grow
in this cosmic flow
*March 24, 2007, 8:50 amMarch 23, 2007, 9:42 amthe flying fuzzies
March 19, 2007, 2:46 pmFuzzy Studio
March 19, 2007, 1:45 pmQuiet ? Quiry
don't be too quick
to form conclusions
or to lock consciousness
the never-ending ebb and flow
of being
now a flower
now a dog
now a star
now a bog
into the narrow confines
of a human lifespan
what begins when?
what ends when?
who says?
a quiet quiery
who knows
?
perhaps that is the sweetest place
to rest
inside
a
question
mark
.
**********
love-what pulls poems
-red wet wings beating-
live from hearts
***
a heart full of maybe's
leaves no room
for
n
o
w
.March 19, 2007, 1:40 pmwhat is the soul?
what is the soul?
different philosophies
theories of thought
like lattices
hold it
shimmering
in their word webs
it seeps from words
everywhere and nowhere
nothing and everthing
a great mystery
a great silence
all things good noble beautiful
eyesee woven in her
temporary changing coat
sometimes i don't understand
her choice of garments
but perhaps she responds
to seasons
i have yet to blossom into
winds i have yet to feel
to her i defer
trusting
that as birds sing
rain or shine
there is a reason for everything
and stepping back into being
her
who is
me
?
?
March 19, 2007, 3:02 amwrite knowing
god writes
us
in the same way
-thunderbolts crackling from-
f i n g e r t i p s
rose-scented words
arise
near your right Ear (right here)
write
now
.
.
.March 18, 2007, 7:27 pmStones by Camille Dumond (poem in progress)
mistakes feel like stones.
a pebble in your shoe
or stones that bury you
a cairn of stones
mistakes can be
*
stones thrown that pierce
*
stones swallowed that choke
*
stones carved that remember
***
i'll be a mason then
these stones the foundation
stepping stones
March 18, 2007, 7:11 pmThe Chairmaker's Chair by Camille Dumond
I fell in love with the chairmaker when I discovered his chair.
I saw it at the back of the cluttered workshop and held my breath.
This chair!
Two dark willow saplings rising up the back
slender, beaver chewed.
I remembered the chaimaker by the river.
running his hands over rough, wet bark.
the slatted maple seat, shot though with scars and earthy stains.
no glossy straight grain conformity
NO!
not this chair.
I touched insect tracings, peeling bark
felt storm heat rain.
This chair was like birdsong.
This chair was a lovesong.March 8, 2007, 12:57 pm
LINK TO LUCID FORGE INTERVIEW
an ethereal being is about to flow out of Vancouver and you could be the first to find out about her. Michelle Dumond is one of those music gems that gets discovered by some record producer. She is a correlating image of great Canadian female artists, strong and interesting vocals, multi-talented musician, and unique but compelling lyrics. Dumond can laugh at herself and fill her well-orchestrated songs with whimsy. So on a cold winter's day in January, Dumond sat down and told me all about her musical inspirations and endeavors. Her debut collection, THE ME SHELL is a storyteller's songbook, and just like that ethereal being she is, we have discovered a pearl inside the shell.
-Kindah Mardam Bey , Lucid Forge Interview
March 3, 2007, 4:54 amsaham
human love
hum and love
spins like the moon
in that dancing tune
dive in love
divine love's
harder to see
for she is me
saham
March 3, 2007, 4:40 am
a poem a day
until its
all
poetry
.
.
.
until
all i's see's beauty
seeds
beauty
overflowing
.
.
.
this poem is shaped like a flower
smell it?
March 2, 2007, 9:52 pm
March 2, 2007, 2:12 pmFrozen
waking this am
frozen like the landscape
feelings quickening
rapids under the ice
seagulls harmonizing
fractured heartstrings
the breath boat
inching forward
towards open
sea
.
,
,
March 2, 2007, 2:06 pmWholed
hands and hearts that hold
whole things
while a hand is
limited in space time
not so the heart
capable of infinite expansion
of
upholding
the
entire
spinning
universe
my heart wraps around
the unknown
holding the future
gratefull
for each and every spark
that warms that embrace
for not all things are easy to love
to wholed
in
still
side
,
,
.
the heart holds
beating futures
wild caged animals those
.
seedsbeneaththesnow
,
March 1, 2007, 9:54 pmwholes
love-wholed my heart
with a thousand reassurances
so that when doubt creeps
into the garden
the strength of experience
will banish shadows
tell me now
before the shining mountain
of our future love
it's magnificent possibility still
uncondensed light
that you see it too
?
February 26, 2007, 9:52 amWater Jumps for Joy
when a penny
falls into
the well
being
springs
to life
>> .
>> .
>> .
>> .
>> .
>> .
still waters await
>> .
>> .
>> .
copper relief
>> .
>> .
>> .
>>
hurry
!
February 23, 2007, 3:18 pmUS
only do i suffer
when i suffer
the thought of not enough
so wordless and still becomes i
for hello's and goodbye's
as two silences become one
or being one become two- full of enough
of these precious winking slices of time
seeds there planted
so that when i sit alone
love
you flower in me
.
.
.February 21, 2007, 8:58 pm
----
humbled am i before this world of feeling
that colours mind's eye glasses half full roses everywhere
----
February 21, 2007, 7:29 pmartist eyes
drawn from the well- a long drink
filling mouth and eyes
and pockets with stars
weaving you into the night skeye
so that when it rains drops
of you will
splatter
on my uptilted face
eyes and hands
enough to fill the red chamber
enough to float
this loveboat
.
.
.
February 19, 2007, 9:09 pm
Rock paintings by Camille Dumond *twin extraordinare*
February 14, 2007, 3:43 pm
instead of cutting a rose
and offering it's death as a token of love
let me lead you to a land
where nothing but roses exist
and leaving you there
we
dissapear
if "we"again
arise
our i's
imprinted with petals
and appear the words
> will you be mine?
the answer comes
as the smell
of roses
.
.
.
February 12, 2007, 5:58 amgreen eyes
without shame or shyness
moss grows
close to it's love
life
more vibrant from
such interaction
! living green grace !
! has grown me !
i will spread and grow lush
in this spring rain
soft feet will dance lightly
on my face and hands
lovers too will make their bed
upon my cushioned chest
and their cries (all is well) echo across time (all is well)
condensing in another tomorrow
(all is well)
February 3, 2007, 8:48 pmFebruary 3, 2007, 1:56 pm
The Key
these words
are condensed feeling
hidden to all
except
the
key holder
and here is the key
love
here
is the key
February 2, 2007, 4:10 pm
In Light In (a new song) has been selected as the song for the COPE Power of Song contest.
Their aim is to halt the privitization of BC waters, our natural resources! We will be performing the song on Feb 17th at 1230 noon, at the Library Square downtown Vancouver.
January 30, 2007, 11:49 pm
instead of bodies
wrapped and rolling
worlds in our words
coil and slither
the salt in the sea
these shells of me
serpentine seaweed twining
caw caw
we lie matted on the shore
our greeness spent
sun
offerings
.
.
.
January 30, 2007, 11:35 pmLove! Speak of Love!
but not all at once
tell me slowly
in bits and pieces
so i can watch
worlds forming
on your soft
pink tounge
and
perhaps catch
a glimpse
of heaven-
until then
my wings are folded
tucked and waiting.
January 30, 2007, 11:34 pm
Heart Blossom
'how quickly
it dawns
little precurser
just a smile
and away
on the ferry
the age-old
newness
of what
wasn't there
and now is
so much a part
of my heart
that i miss you!
when i forget
that what's to
miss?
this
heart blossom
thrives
under my nose
so i can always
smell
our spring
.
.January 27, 2007, 1:36 pm
god
goddess
beyond feminine and masculine
beyond any polarity
the energy that moves within and without
the energy that propelled these words into being
the source of being
justement
i am an expression of the divine
a flowering of life force
and so, my friend, are you
and is all that is
and yet what games the one
plays as the many!
when i questions why
i dissapears
resting
in
quiet
quiry
and if i reappears
riding the breath boat
so it is
so i am
!
January 26, 2007, 12:11 amGod ran dirty movies through me last night.
I asked, "Why do you keep playing these shows?"
to which He replied, "Why don't you change the channel?"
"But you have the remote!" I cried.
"Here", said He.
January 24, 2007, 11:35 pmJanuary 24, 2007, 9:55 amMist Sea
the mist rises
on the water
and my heart rushes to the keyboard
headlong into song
all for you, love
*
how did you get tied into the H the 2 and the O ?
*
and if men could be witches
a witch you'd be
for seem's you've be whiched
my heart from me
*
but no, love clouds...
that which be me t
be which is me s
* o i
the mists rise m
on the water l l
higher now. ...a
January 24, 2007, 7:37 am
what's this confusion
but swirling energy
and still
will
i
be
in-joy-in
the fullness
this love boat
will right itself
or
drift to the bottom
of the sea
a sunken treasure
a song for history
January 20, 2007, 4:35 pm
SEXUALITY
enjoying sex pleasures
knowing full the fruit
from whence such
juice
falls
...
and what it begets
...
whole caravans
move
through us
in
this way
we cross the desert
in great style
minding
we share
the
water
flasks
.
.
.January 20, 2007, 4:06 pmThe Poem No One Gets
the shortest lovesong in the world
(with 1 exception)
*
*
who am i to be looking at things?
the smell of roses.
*
i am poetry
!
January 20, 2007, 4:05 pmremember this one?
ANGER
like a match, popcorn or an artist
take the raw materials of life
transform
POP
!
om shanti shanti shanti
January 18, 2007, 10:41 pm
static cling
keeps pulling words
and streams
of something felt but not seen
out of me
so like an iron filing
my whole being
is
tuned
to
the
great
mystery
of attraction
sparks fly
between
the poles
of
you and
i
die
i
die
January 16, 2007, 5:38 pmTrue Beauty Never Fades
the crushed leaf calls
she's not mute
though ground to dust
beneath a boot
for within the crunch
the wise may hear
the echoing refrain,
"my spring has come and now
has gone, but i tell you true,
to this sacred koan
my heart parades
"true beauty never fades!"
and many are her wrinkles
though once there were but few
her hand
once strong and lean
and tanned
motions, "hither you!"
she leans up close
her voice is bright
and merry is her tune
"I've lived life well amidst mistakes
as learning so requires
and hit or miss
we try again...
while in between
love's serenades
we gather strength
with all that stirs heart fires,
holding fast remembrance that
true beauty never fades!"
January 16, 2007, 4:42 pmARTISTS
like flames artists transform raw materials, experience,
into beauty
lighting the world
for miles around
depending
on the potency
of their
love
we all know, however,
that it takes just
one spark
to cause
a
bushfire
!
January 15, 2007, 4:51 pm
you've been chasing me in that dream world
the other one
just beside
the one where we walked
under the moon's watchfull
eye
this morning waking
aching
from that sweetness
the dreams blend
swirling sun day
and you
the cherry
on top
.
January 14, 2007, 5:19 pmMovies
what would a movie be worth
if our hands could not
surruptitiously touch
buttering
our appetites
amidst the
fluttering lights
?
January 13, 2007, 8:40 pmJanuary 13, 2007, 5:17 pmReflections on Forgiveness
what is forgiveness?
an open-ness, a state of being.
accepting of what is, which already is!
non-clinging to what arises
being present with emotions that come up
being that space in which emotions arise
doesn't mentally focusing on the words "i forgive" keep the i and me in mind?
and actually contribute to hardening a "me" into place. one who has been trespassed- if there is an "i" who forgives, then there is an "i" dentity that can be battered, bruised still!
Such is the duality of mind, that clinging to one side of an equation amplifies the other.
January 13, 2007, 1:46 amAnger
doesn´t go for the
flowing words
but lingers on k´s and low gutturals
it rides on volume
like popcorn or a match
and then look!
Transformed.
angry for every time I said yes and meant no
for every time I played nice
for every little fire kept inside
Angry! Angry! Angry!
POP
!
January 12, 2007, 10:29 pmHeat
and thus moves the heart winds
longing without a reason is
a hole without its peg
and all night the poetry moves
through me
riding the energy of lust
craving
i want him
in my arms
wrapped around me
so have i confused love with sexuality then?
or is that but one form love takes
when cavorting as our bodies
which so perfectly fit
one to the other
and more than one peg has this desire
your body calls me too
and moreso the package of you
for not all bodies attract or arouse
such fires
but when coupled with a sweet laugh
a sparkling eye
some key inside has fit the lock!
mind and body are turning
blowning open to a room
of startling vistas
and thus moves the heart winds
January 12, 2007, 9:24 pmbeyond the shell
sweet one, have you abandoned me to the night?
as it is, then,
and so shall i abandon me
to dreams
beyond the shell
January 12, 2007, 5:59 pminspired by a symphony quinn is writing (in response to a poem he wrote with the same idea)
water descends from vast space
murmering pearls in thunderous relief
music rises from within
to meet the pitter patter
and all is harmony
January 12, 2007, 1:15 amcraving
shaking memories
out from the folds of experience
-head thrown back, laughing-
-warm tounges-
-hearts beating-
and if eyes cannot milk
enough light from these tenuous images
the carton marked "imagination"
never dwindles
and so
i pour myself
a
glass
of you
.January 7, 2007, 3:39 pm!Pomogranite!
.
red juices
perfume the air
oh deep wounding!
like a pomegranite,
i open
beneath you
revealing
secret heart seeds...
row upon divinely ordered row
piled within
red juices perfume the air
and dribble down a chin.
*January 6, 2007, 12:05 am*
love?
although
it often shines in the known
it's origin is unknown
the most noble of all quests
the questioning of love
ah!
ah!
ah!
infinite question!
which love am i?
that of the flame for the moth
or the moth for the flame?
that last- love unrequited- held fast by a window of pain-
is just desire unfulfilled
though we call it love
in our mistaken longing
like the flame whose very essence
transforms all it kisses
accepting liquid sun
shall i be
for love is me
and i burn
for thee
*
January 1, 2007, 4:50 pmtrees and oceans
plastic bottles-
pointless wrapping of the ocean!
and who will remember all these words
printed on the bodies of tree's?
my heart bleeds
for our needs
are endlessly mistaken
for wants
tree free paper:
http://www.rainforestweb.org/Rainforest_Protection/Wood_Alternatives/Tree-Free_Paper/
January 1, 2007, 3:37 pmDoorways
our level of discomfort with silence
with mystery
is quantifiable, o scientists!
it is measured
at the doorway
by the number of times
and vehemence with which
we repeat the same words of reassurance
that a future meeting will occur
that a meteorite will not fall
crushing our illusion
of control
before 10am next tuesday!
January 1, 2007, 3:25 pmReflections on Patanjali Yoga Sutra's
inward and outward
practise and detatchment
the path of evolution and the path of involution
yama/niyama/asana/pranayama and concentration/meditation
wholness within the sphere of dualistic perception
December 29, 2006, 7:27 pmUncensored
christmas is for turkeys what the holocaust is for humanity except it ain't the (literal) turkeys doing the dirty work.
same goes for pigs and easter.
cows and chickens get it most of the year.
Re-association with reality
bacon slab
pig pink
oink
sizzle
December 29, 2006, 3:45 pmPerforming under the Band Name...
Ami- this individuated bit of life
December 26, 2006, 11:45 pma song clippit
IN LIGHT IN AUDIO STREAM SONG IDEAS
truth love and beauty are just words
to the birds
but they sing them for free!
(take back the power, cos it's ours to discern where the water will flow..-this lyric is for the www.publicpowerbc.ca website)
Open up the window
and
in light in
in light in
in lightenin'
in light comes in
in light in in!
December 26, 2006, 8:05 pmmetaphysical discussions on spiritual practises
an analogy comes to mind. pancakes yet again.
we hear of delicious pancakes.
we are told, you too can taste a delicous pancake!
here is the recipe.
do we believe?
is faith not required to mix and stir and follow instructions that soon, out of flour, butter and love will emerge, chrysalis-like, the golden pancake of our dreams?
only the pancake in the sky can take more than one lifetime to mix up. and the stove of our burning intention and desires can be unplugged at any time by the great pancake maker from beyond!
ok
enough.
December 25, 2006, 7:55 pmLucky Are We
lyrics to a new song, you can hear this live in Feb!
Lucky are we, to be
a love like ours
is a love
of the stars
from the stars
to the stars!
Lucky are we to be a friend
who knows?
when we'll go...
so lucky are we, just to be...
Does luck touch just a fortunate few?
Depends on your point of view, oh
lucky are you?
Lucky are we to be
on earth you see...
here we are
and here art we
lucky to be!
Does luck touch just a fortunate few?
Depends on your point of view, oh
lucky are we, lucky are you? lucky are we!
Lucky Are We Demo- no drums
December 25, 2006, 7:41 pmDecember 22, 2006, 12:38 am
one day
i accidentally
ran out of thoughts
and like a blanket had been lifted
from it's stranglehold on my head
my ears touched the wind-
eye tasted the sound
as naught before
and naught again
spinning globe!
who cares for
paychecks and paper towers?
not i's that see!
or ears that hear the screaming of the trees
that day whispered in the breeze.
December 21, 2006, 5:13 pm
love?
quite simply the reason
anyone with any reason
lives!
to love!
December 17, 2006, 6:30 pm
how happy when everything becomes important. full of potential meaning. in these moments, what I want to be is located here and now, not some ideal of wonderfulness held in a pickle jar always out of reach. crossroad signs read:
loving
wise
peacefull
honest
playfull
spontaneous
and others, hidden in shadows. When traveling those roads night has fallen.
December 16, 2006, 11:08 am
songs
Nardis (Miles Davis)
Lullaby of Birdland (George Shearing)
Smooth Operator (Sade)
Dream of Peace (Elaine Ryan)
Lazy River (Hoagy Carmichael)
ELO-various
albums
Yo-yo Ma Brazil CD
Benedictine Monks
Japanese traditional
Ravi Shankar
December 16, 2006, 8:54 amGita
.
.
uptilt mind
like an overfull purse
on the table falls
! a gold watch !
and other
things
.
.
.December 1, 2006, 9:17 amegoic tricks
a me
that
needs
fixing
mixing
contemplixing
keeps
the
me
in
mind
November 12, 2006, 1:50 pmOld picture
November 11, 2006, 7:01 pm
HEAR is: no crow radio remember september
* no crow radio inspired by rumi- the rooster of lust, crow of ownership, duck of no time and peacock of wanting to be famous, slay those nonsense birds! Dive into, intune! in time, truth blossoms forth from the ear that hears, we art here on earth, and earth's art art we!
________________
.
.
.November 10, 2006, 9:54 am
Songs: Paul Simon (American Tune: ...and I dreamt I was flying)
Gilbert O'Sullivan (Alone Again, Naturally)
me (Lucky Are We...a new one)
Music: Rosenberg Trio
Anything by Michel Legrant
Sweet Honey in the Rock
Deva Premal
November 8, 2006, 8:33 amThe eye that sees
the I
that sees
a part
will
seem
apart
FROM
the eye
that sees
.
.November 7, 2006, 12:15 pmDigital Downloads of the Me Shell Available!
October 30, 2006, 10:27 pm
Our harmonic sisterhood of wonderful women will be singing at the Lantern Festival at the Rowing Club on November 10th, doors at 6:30pm.
Based on the St. Martin's Lantern Festival, usually held in Southern Germany, this life commerates the Patron Saint of the Poor. This will be the 4th year of its existance, and we are celebrating back in the Vancouver Rowing Club in Stanley Park. Limited tickets & refreshments available. Hot cider, German Bratwurst, and other goodies will be available for sale! A variety of entertainers plan on coming!
http://lanternfestival.europeaninhomeservices.com/lostlagoon.html
October 26, 2006, 1:54 pmWurled worlds- a word play
Which inner voice paints dream pictures?
which interprets them?
a passing host?
the holy ghost?
---
to-get-her
hymn
hearald
---
Divine light lives in one
who learns from each dive into
the experiencial sea
---
worlds within worlds within worlds
we travel
sense rivers flow
feeding mind flowers
___
October 14, 2006, 5:25 pmRight Understanding
I behind the I
moves all...ways
October 14, 2006, 5:12 pmRe: mind, mined mine
Shine! O spiritual
apple of mine
!eIe!
and navi(gate gate, paragate, parasamgate bodhi svaha)
the me me me sea
October 9, 2006, 3:51 pm
though dressed
in the body of a woman
i be
a man exists,
a woman
.
.
.
and me!
October 7, 2006, 4:46 pmTwinkle twinkle
The spark that lights
us
unites us
October 7, 2006, 3:12 pmRequired
Space and time
to
be
crawl
wiggle
fly
creep
October 7, 2006, 3:10 pm
to take another's
time or space
cannot be done
for
who owns
time or space?
not
O
N
E
!
September 30, 2006, 2:40 pm
The Me Shell (new album) is being mastered!
September 26, 2006, 9:27 pmMined full
The heart will always
win
over
the mind
dressed in pink as she is
AH!
Mined full of heart are we!
September 23, 2006, 2:47 pmBe wich is
Ride the breath boat
is a key
dropped by golden company
Surfing tides
that ebb and
flow-er
arising frOm and flowing tOmb
o
that which be me
be which is me
September 23, 2006, 2:42 pmIshvara Pranidhana (self-surrender, Niyama)
September 23, 2006, 2:39 pmlettre a dieu
Oh ami!
Ohm am I !
August 16, 2006, 11:31 amMe Shells
Calling all the shells of me
to open up unto the sea
to cast forth pearls for all to see
what lies inside of you
of me
June 25, 2006, 11:38 amThe squirrel
works away
all summer
and
all winter
he and his friends
smell out
their
nutty
efforts
*June 11, 2006, 1:26 pmThe Storm
Friendships, Liferafts and Loveboats
float
amongst swirling currents of thought
all aboard await
a still tranquil sea
to rise to deck to
sit
reflecting
SUN
.
.
.June 4, 2006, 10:36 amDive in
the pain of this world
cut meshe deep
deep enough
to want to end
with my own hand
those perceptions
that
drew
and constantly
re-draws
meshe
from the
inner
well
being
.
.
.May 25, 2006, 10:46 amTears
Musical
love
drippings-
watery poems
of the
open - I´d
open - here´d
heart
.
.
.May 24, 2006, 10:44 amFasting
food everyday
stops
eating is effortless discipline
pleasure cOmes
frOm
form in food
no bitter taste
lingers
when the senses are clear
to perceive
the source
Of
eating itself
.
.
.May 21, 2006, 3:34 pmKrishnamurti
Challenge : Response
where : = memory
.
.
.May 17, 2006, 11:53 pm
moon circus
moon circles
circles us
circles
earth
.
.
.May 14, 2006, 5:47 pmDung
What is the smell of Love?
Dung to a tree
You to me
.
.
.
May 14, 2006, 5:23 pmAM EQUATIONS
Morning + Poems = joy3 = joy * joy * joy !
Au Revoir, la nuit, Salam Alaikum Soul-eil, light and laughter!
______________
Birds and Lovers
Birds and Lovers
Rustle at dawn
Cats Purrfection, -(we're all a little different we're all a little the same)
Spirit Sounds Us
like the wind in the leaves
.
.
.
May 14, 2006, 5:04 pmPersonal Philo i Sophie
All pours
Fr OM
.
.
.
and
returns
T OM b
.
.
.May 14, 2006, 4:52 pmThis Eye Sees
with a can i open er
up!
Worlds
words
.
.
we all come from the same
man-u-fact-u-ring plant
which grows wild everywhere
our aroma fills the skEye
when we blossom
...May 14, 2006, 4:34 pmHUMAN
Human
You
Be
Hum
and
you
BEAutY
!
!
!May 14, 2006, 12:53 pmOm
OM
OMOM
O! Mom!
love you mommy
.
.
.May 7, 2006, 4:29 pmExpansively BecOming
the Beeholder eye's the day
draped all around
-
earthtone garments
woven with light
filaments
-
and
finds
it we i
expansively
becoming
.
.May 6, 2006, 6:59 pmmoon-be-am
the whole moon
spins
no fragment, she
yet one apart could say
she's
always
feeling
the sun
on some part
while
some other part
freezes
shifting shadow
plays-
Oh! glory!
moonbeams are
sun
ray's!
.
.
.May 6, 2006, 5:54 pmWash
words
can
be
healing
rivers
flowing
through
the
mind's gutters
.
.
.May 6, 2006, 5:31 pmNu Kuaa
Appreciation is in Order
3 cheers
form
frOm
.
.
.
.
.
.May 4, 2006, 9:34 pmhe who walks around naked
k now's
there is only
one
to whom
we are all
free
male's
.
.
.April 29, 2006, 6:40 pmTickle
Slay the Nag
who would
criticize
cherry blossoms
...
but first give her a good
TICKLE!
!
!April 16, 2006, 5:29 pm10 Petals
earth spins
night falls
cherry blossoms
*
we made love
until the sun's rays
lit the cherry blossoms,
and well after...
*
Under the bus shelter
Under the sky
Cherry blossoms lie.
As above, so below.
The cherry blossoms know.
*
the sun births
all that lives
inside of cherry blossoms
*
to hear spring
one needs
cherry blossoms
*
pink
belongs
to cherry blossoms
*
He walked
under an umbrella
to protect himself
from falling cherry blossoms
*
by the water
we talked
of parting
and cherry blossoms
*
we held each other
like a stem
on which
two cherry blossoms
linger
*
"Up again!
another spring!"
the Cherry blossoms
dance and sing.
*April 12, 2006, 10:43 pmindivisible
all the i's are working together
no di-Vision
one for all
and
all for
om
.April 10, 2006, 10:02 pmIn case you didn't know: All songs from Into Orbit are available at Apple ITunes, Napster, Rhapsody, and a variety of other digital musical services. Go to Apple ITunes first!
.Michelle Dumond: Into Orbit EP
And a hidden treat:
The Changes: A song in the process of changing: Demo Version
THE CHANGES
Credits:
Cello-Quinn Brander
Vocals/Guitars/Piano/Percussion- Meshe
Bass-Roch Gallo
April 8, 2006, 4:36 pmDancing
thank you's! You're welcome's!
-the social pagentry that
lubricates the moistest parts
of this ocean.
Centuries of ritualized
dancing
move our lips.
Limping
marionettes
we are
without
awareness
that
illumines
the strings
.April 4, 2006, 1:00 amcommunion
remember the 4 birds? (duck of not enough, peacock of wanting to be famous, rooster of lust, crow of ownership)
they guide me now
in ways that bring light and joy
so much light and joy
as only dropping the unreal
and holding
no-thing
close to my warm body
can
together we weave light into each other
together we illumine each other
together our flame
burns the illusion
of
separation
me from you
you from me
and it's
we
we
we
all the way hOMe. (as the little piggy says)
truth hurts when we're holding the unreal lens over our I's...
like a barbed metal arrow that circumvented
all shields to the heart
each spike attatching to some delicate part
we catch our breath with wretched soreness on the pull out.
What created
this glorious bleeding map to where
heart
IS
?
The root cause of all Things
to whom the heart sings.April 2, 2006, 7:50 pmL'ANGUISH
O cursed/blessed language that limits as it allows!
To embrace dichotomy with words that themselves slice reality,
warriors train lifetimes
leaving headless corpses- heart and head separated by wincing pen- and bloodless i's
S P R A W L I N G
with organized glee across battlefield P'AGEs.
The grail's pleasures can inspire such wholeiness
-these religions wars
of the
kNO W here-
where waking, aching we re-cognize and recognize
OurSelf reflected
so clearly there/here
like blood on snow-
no where to go
.April 1, 2006, 6:32 pm?
reflections
reflections everywhere
the more i's look
them or eye's aware
?March 25, 2006, 7:13 pmOm
an our that has no them
a me without a you
right without ever
being left
in the
wrong
in
this
sweet endless song
where All's
dancing in time,
and Time- that endless longing-
grows wilder
night and day
as All
springs and falls
springs and falls
springs and falls
.
.
.
.March 25, 2006, 6:29 pmDignity
Dignity is the
cherry tree
blooming
where she finds herself
never minding
if her street is
east or west side
casting forth
beauty
religiously
-i say that because it happens unfailingly -
but also for the surrender it implies
faith rooted deep
nursing frOM...
her own body
then returning the favor
the holy wheel
fullly spun
when she
nurses our body
with sweet
pink petal milk
.
.March 21, 2006, 5:14 pmGuidance
i'm feeling
like a mouse
in a
scientific experiment
i just
kNOW
there's a sweet piece of cheese
around the next
corner
.
.
.March 16, 2006, 12:31 amDerrick Silver
There's some stacks of love
i've's been meaning to
throw
at D= RRing de rick,
better duck
here they
c
o
m
e
!March 16, 2006, 12:27 am\\\\\\....//////
.
.
.
beauty
shits
everywhere
especially
in
poems
.
.
.
\./
she kNOW's what
flowers
need
most
.March 11, 2006, 4:02 pmSwimming
All this talk of being
GROUNDED.
What would a
whale do
with a
string
tied to his
t
a
i
l
?
.
.March 11, 2006, 3:55 pmNot Now
i am
hesitant
to say,
to
" I don't know"
something
for what is it the
Omnipoetic
being
masquerading
as
NoW?
or not
KNOW?
.
.March 11, 2006, 3:47 pm
Ga
You Just
kNOWtice
Y
Perfection
.
.March 11, 2006, 3:16 pm
All BecaME
Besame mucho
.
.March 11, 2006, 3:15 pmAbloom
the Universe is throwing abundance
watch out
it may
take
out
an
iMarch 10, 2006, 11:22 amSweet Gravity
Around the Living Heart
cats, babies, friends
and other satellites
T W I R L
Orbiting the Sun of love's care
A nurturing warmth
that draws
All
into
Her
arms
.March 9, 2006, 6:37 pm
Earth
heart
hear
art
.March 6, 2006, 8:33 amShaking Himself out of Nothing
This earth is an olive
in a martini
shaken
by the Master Bartender
practising his art: form.
Every cup overflows
spilling onto the
Immaculate dancefloor
but most of us are
too drunk
to notice
or
too busy
dancing with the stars
to care.
.
.March 6, 2006, 8:33 amHoly Litter
Knowing we´re
mined full
of inner ore
Oh yes,
Now-ing, we´re
Mindful
Of the Inner Roar
we bound through this
earthly jungle
scattering pearls
and other
holy litter.
.March 6, 2006, 8:32 amAngel´s Resume
-Singing
-Dancing
-Laugh Specialist
-Playing Heaven´s Doorbells
-Planetball
-Flower Arranging
-Poetry
.
.March 6, 2006, 8:32 amThere&acu
