Your words have POWER. Use them wisely.

3 Nov

Your words have POWER. Use them wisely.

On Being Productive

3 Nov

(Via Mixologi) 

Love what you do. If you don’t love it, you’re gonna fail.

But even if you do love it, you’ll have a few days like these.  We all have those un-productive days.  Those days like today, when I’m playing the game where the ground is made of lava and I’m going to die if I get off the couch.   Those days when I don’t want to even look at a word document, hear the word “publish,” or make the phone call I should have made yesterday.  Those days when ‘hardly working’ sounds like a better option than ‘working hard.’

When you don’t have a traditional 9-5 and own your time, you have the freedom to choose how to spend it; which is also the problem.  Things that should be done today get pushed to the bottom of the to-do list because you can do them tomorrow, next week, or whenever you feel like it – Whichever comes first. So how do we get anything done?

You and I need inspiration.  We need to revisit why you’ve made the conscious decision to do what we’re doing and remind ourselves why we love our craft.  Unproductive days like these are simply necessary steps we all must take.  Your body, your brain, and your soul must rest.  Resting may seem counter-intuitive when you’re used to plowing through your checklist, but the other option is stress. While some people thrive on stress, it is still the number one factor for physical and mental illness.

So take the day off, and don’t give yourself a hard time about it. Enjoy the sunshine and eat some ice cream. Embrace your need for a time-out but do not let non-productivity become a habit.  Stay focused, stay inspired, and ask your team for help where you need it.

One of the things the late Steve Jobs constantly reinforced is that you should love what you do.  If you don’t have fun doing it, you will give up.  So for all of you who, like me, are sitting on the couch bullshitting on the internet when you should be doing something else,  press play and remember why we fell in love with living the dream in the first place.

romANTIc

27 Oct

It’s amazing what can happen when you have an open mind and a genuine will to attract good people into your life.   Because that’s exactly what happens.  Good people walk into your life, or go speed dating with you, in my case.  I was having a conversation with my oldest friend in the world one day about love, bullshit, and all the hurt in my heart and she challenged me to keep my mind and heart open at a time I wanted to resurrect my walls.  So, that’s exactly what I did.  I made a conscious effort to keep myself open to experiencing life as if my heart and soul had a thousand do-over buttons.   And then the most amazing thing happened.  That very night, I met someone who has since changed the course of my life completely.

I met an amazing soul who has shown me what it’s like to really feel things, and through the process of leaving myself open to embrace all experiences, I’ve been LIVING.  I absolutely needed a soul like this to shake my ass awake.  Someone who allowed me to feel and pinpoint and recognize every change in my being, and every emotion in my heart. I made a connection that made me emote feelings that I’d stashed away in the depths of my being.  Someone who was able to evoke emotions out of me that I forgot I had and to really be comfortable with being vulnerable and sharing my feelings without fear of being judged.

Although I feel as if I’m candid with my experiences, I know I tend to say things very matter-of-factly.  No emotions, events happen to me and I don’t feel one way or another.  But this experience with this specific person has taught me one thing, its that nothing happens to me.

Everything happens FOR me.  

WHAT?!  The revelation has been like finding Jesus. (Pun intended)

Although my initial reaction was to start something romantically, this experience has been anything but.  It’s actually been so very anti-romatic and pro-spiritual.  It hasn’t been about sharing bodies but about sharing energy and knowledge. And I cannot be anymore grateful and appreciative. I’m somewhere in between Young, Wild, and Free and Eat, Pray, Love right now it’s kind of ridiculous, but I am more than excited to explore this within myself.

A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.

A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master…”
― Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love

Snapshots from Occupy Oakland

26 Oct

via Mixologi

Last night, the world tuned in to watch the events at the Occupy Movement in Oakland.  Below are pictures of the night and a few comments that were shared about the situation.  These speak for themselves.  What are your thoughts?

“(Mayor Jean Quan)’s decision (or non decision) to put this into OPD’s hands has resulted in raids against the people that are neither democratic, civil or just. I’m glad the world is watching…America has blood on its hands and money in its pockets. But are tonight’s events going to be extreme enough to illustrate how the people behind the Occupy movement and the rest of the 99 percent really feel? Unfortunately, I don’t think so.” – Rachel T.

“It still sounds like a war zone outside. Imagine children in Palestine, Iraq, and Afghanistan who no other sound…war. Tonight is not enough. People are going to have to get REALLY uncomfortable to do more than march. It will have to be systematic change, one that erupts and alters our entire foundation in which this country was created on. A change with a 99% thought out strategy….we are just not here. But at least folks are up moving…that is a start.” – Angelica S.

“We all know the bill of rights and the declaration of independence
was created to be a pretty bow to mask the truth. we have no freedom of speech and although we were created equal we are unequal by the power of the government. The protests are bringing awareness and God bless them for standing up for what they believe in and taking the abuse to expose as much hatred those in power really have.” – Tasia Marie

“How are we supposed to respect police at all times when they often don’t show the same respect in return? Not liking what I’m seeing in terms of police force today at the Occupy Oakland and San Francisco movements. ‘In some cases non-violence requires more militancy than violence.’ Cesar Chavez” – Neale C.

Robert James wrote ‘However, the rich in this country pay more taxes than everyone else, combined.‘ This is true. But you ignore the fact that taxes on the rich today during the current economic crisis and lost decade hover around 30%, during the 1990′s they were at 35%, during the 1970s they were at 60%, and during the golden economic years of the American 1950′s and 1960′s the rich had a tax rate of 90%! Correlation undeniable, causation debatable, but people bitchin’ about taxing the rich now suffer from amnesia or ignorance.” – Morgan K.

Photo Credits: Steven Wheeler

Wandering Souls

24 Oct

…Is how I would describe my friends and I at the moment.

I am lucky enough to be surrounded by motivated people who, although are part of the 99 percent, have taken it into their hands to create a difference in their own lives.   My friends are becoming entrepreneurs left and right, opening clothing stores, skin studios and barber shops.  My friends are quitting their jobs, voluntarily.  My friends are moving to romantic countries, just because.  My friends are no longer letting someone else dictate the course of their lives.  My friends are pursuing their dreams and in turn, empowering other people to do so.  I don’t know exactly where the shift occurred, but the shift towards forward thinking has caused the earth to shake under my feet, and my soul along with it.

We are wandering souls.  We are explorers of  what is unknown to us,  and believers of our ability.  Most importantly, we are still dreamers. And we are happy.

Not everyone who wanders is lost.

31 RAX is on ScoutMob!

24 Oct

You’ve all seen my homegirl Steph’s new store, 31 RAX!  Well, she’s teamed up with ScoutMob and have released a ridiculous deal today!  50% OFF!!!  What?!?!?!  GET THE DEAL HERE and come see me at 31 RAX today!

From Dusk to Dawn

23 Oct

The City | The Town

It’s the little things.

 

Total Catastrophe

22 Oct

Total Catastrophe

I got this photo from Abi the other day and it just so happened to come on a day of complete catastrophe. Sometimes your friends inspire, even when they don’t mean to. Sometimes, your friends know exactly what to say, even when they’re not saying anything. Burn that shit to the ground, then rely only on the things you build. Happy Weekend, Folks!

on love and bullshit.

17 Oct

Originally written 051209.  Reposted by request for a friend of mine.  Thank you for continuing to support my movement. 

in an earlier post i said that sometimes, love just isnt enough to keep two people together. and today i got to thinking about WHY.

sometimes the bullshit gets in the way.

have u ever noticed how people act differently given different situations? granted, i know u dont act the same in front of your mom at home as you do with ur girls on any given night out or even with your significant other on a date. but the essence of you.. the core of you should stay the same right?

so why is it that everything you love about someone seems to get thrown out the window as soon as shit hits the fan? the same person who said she would always be there for you is all of a sudden no where near you and runnin her mouth puttin ur bizness on blast. the same person who promised that he aint the kinda guy to fuck around is at the club tryna holla at your fucking cousin. the quiet, reserved girl you fell in love with morphs into the abnoxious chick at denny’s at 2 am who can’t handle her liquor. the “got-my-shit-straight-swagga-right-brown-skin” guy who swept you off your feet turns into someone you dont even recognize. and you can’t even understand why.

i see it like this..

when you’re waist deep in a relationship with someone, you do a lot of compromise. which is of course how it should be — back and forth, meet in the middle, give some take some kinda deal so long as the both of you are moving forward and together. but of course some people lose themselves in the process. some people give too much or take too much or get too comfortable with always having their way.

but you love them anyways. and you look past the flaws, and the selfishness and the pride and you WORK. you work at making it right, you work at making it better, you work at making your relationship work. and then one day you decide to do something for yourself, rather than for her. you decide you want some alone time, rather than a day of nothing with him. and then the switch goes off.

small changes in your thinking translate into big changes in the dynamic of your relationship. more “me” time might be misconstrued as “fuck, she doesnt love me anymore, she’s fuckin around.” saying “no” more often is viewed as “he no longer wants to do this for me, is he falling out of love with me?” the other party starts to feel… rejected. and thats not a feeling that usually coincides with love.

a healthy, equal relationship is a system of checks and balances. you call each other out on ur bullshit. you keep each other in check. but not all relationships are healthy or equal.. and so the rejected party gets desperate. they push their boundaries more… start becoming someone else entirely, picking fights, screaming for attention — all for YOU to prove your love… which in turn does the complete opposite and just pushes you away.

you remember how she was with you. you remember how he cooked you breakfast in the mornings, or how she put notes in your lunch, or how the two of you used to just talk for hours on end about nothing. you see this person that you still LOVE.. become someone you start to hate and it breaks your heart inside. because you know she’s better than that. you know he really isnt like that… but actions speak louder than words and trying to breathe with a broken heart is just too much to bare.

so you decide you’re better off as friends. you try and be normal but you dont even know what the fuck normal is. normal is morning sex and breakfast in bed but “friends” dont do that. normal is holding hands down the street on the way to dinner but now you dont know what to do with yourself and its too awkward to even look in the eye let alone give a hug hello. normal is being head over heels, shout at the mountain tops, crazy jealous, have you all to herself in love. and sometimes she just dont know how to be any different.

sometimes the love gets in the way.

so then WHAT THE FUCK?! its a catch 22, it doesnt work with you’re lovers and it doesnt work when you’re friends. what do you do now and where do you go from here? and i really have no answer for you….this is one of those rhetorical questions that will never have a wrong or a right.

i just hope one day it wont make sense to me when my best friend tells me she wants him to leave but she doesnt. that i wont get it when i hear a friend tell me he hates his ex but yet he’s still giving her morning sex and breakfast in bed (and lets her use his car and says “how high” when she says “jump” but lets not even go there.)

sometimes, love just isnt enough.  sometimes, its just love…. and bullshit.

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The Furious Force of Rhymes

15 Oct

via Mixologi

Last night after the Falling Whistles Campaign at The Summit SF, I walked the 4 blocks over to the Roxie Theater and caught an independent film “about Hip-Hop”… or so I thought. The film brought me full circle from the Bronx, NY in the 1970′s – the birthplace of Hip Hop – across 6 other countries which include Germany, France, Senegal and Palestine and their use of Hip Hop and Rap as a unifying language.

There were no semi-naked pretty girls in this film.  There were no diamond studded pinky rings or bravados to match.  In fact, I did not see a Beamer, Benz or Bentley in this film. There was not one whisper of the word swag. Not one. Instead, I caught glimpses of the projects in Berlin, and the East German Skinhead rappers who live there.  What I saw were African women embody feminism in their rhymes.  I heard Les Nubians speak on how Hip Hop is not dead; not in their work and not on the streets of France.  Not in the still racially segregated streets of Berlin, not in the poverty lined streets of Senegal, and absolutely not in the terrifying streets of the Gaza strip.

Hip Hop is still alive and very relevant to a generation who seemingly has lost sight of what real hip hop is all about:  the message.  It is the voice for people who feel as if they do not have one, and they are all loud and clear about one thing – being heard.  The film is provocative and political and absolutely intriguing from beginning to end.   I thought I was watching a film about hip hop.  What I got instead was a film about people who use music to confront the issues they’re facing, and an earful of amazing original music.

What struck me as the most fascinating were the artists documented from Palestine and Israel.  The Palestinian/Israeli conflict provided a blank canvas for artists who are actually in conflict with each other, whereas the other featured artists were conflicted with the government and the state, here were two cultures of people who are at war, yet rapping together about the same situations.  What?!  It speaks to the whole complexity of the situation, and the ability of music to fundamentally unify those who were born to hate each other.

If I had to pick one thing from the movie to take with me, it’s probably the image of Busy Bee bustin’ rhymes like he never lost a step.  He’s had a long time to become jaded.  He’s had a long time to watch hip hop evolve from a movement that spoke to him to a commercial sell out, and yet there he was behind a steering wheel, rhyming.  Somehow through it all, he has remained very passionate about hip hop.  It’s absolutely worth watching.

If you’d like to catch The Furious Force of Rhymes, there are two more showings in the Bay Area:  Monday 10/17 at Shattuck in Berkeley, and Thursday 10/20 back at The Roxie.  Tickets are available here.

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