MAGIC moments

They're everywhere.
If you stop long enough,
listen with your whole be-ing
and wait
~patiently~
they come...
First, like a trickle of water
dripping out of the faucet.
Then, as a steady stream
of synchronicity.
Next thing you know,
you're pleasantly bathing
in the brilliant pool
of alchemy.

Diving into this body requires a certain
refusal, however.
A denial of what you have been told
is "right" - those must do's and gotta have's.
A rejection of the subliminal messaging
that you have been bombarded by since birth.
An awareness that "truth" is relative and that
those who usually speak it are either crucified,
children, or drunk.

MAGIC is in this moment, n-o-w.
You just have to open yourself up
once again
to its quiet stirring
to its faint pulse
and to its animal magnetism.
Sometimes, you even need to be
broken open.
The monotony and repetition of this
of civilization as we know it
dulls us
it lulls us into a
laconic apathy.
Fight
fight
with all your might
there is a reason
why
the heart is the size of a fist!

"So If You Want It, Come and Get It - for crying out loud...

The love that I was giving you
was never in doubt
Let go of your heart
let go of you head
and feel it now....
Babylon."

These decade-old lyrics, sang by Brit David Gray, now serenade my open ears
as I quietly sit in an Ocean Beach establishment. Immediately, my body, mind and spirit is swept away back to a time now relegated to that fictional realm called memory.

With my mane of thick, brown curls infested with lice, I awoke on my 25th birthday in a sprawling bed in an upper-crust town home in Vienna, Austria. I had spent the night before waxing poetically - over education and politics - with my Austrian friends and their well-to-do parents. I marveled at the luxurious state of my life, even as my six-months spent working the international school camp circuit left me scratching my head in embarrassment. Months before, while living and working in a chalet on a mountain slope in Anzere, Switzerland, my English roommate had introduced me to Gray's White Ladder album. And, there I was, on the dawn of my 25th with the catchy prose playing out like a broken record in my traveler's bed and body. That refrain "Let go of your heart, let go of your mind" arose from deep within the pits of my subconscious - serenading me into consciousness.

I don't know what any of it "means."
These days, I am simply just trying to listen
and respond.
Nonetheless, I still don't "know" what I'm doing - any of it.
And, maybe, that is the beauty of it all...

One thing that I do know, however, is that Todo Mundo has a refrain about "Babylon" in one of their songs. Santiago Orozco and his band of wandering Gypsies will be rocking today's Ocean Beach Farmer's Market.
Come check it out and join us on a street side dance floor with ambling views of a rollicking Pacific. We'll be looking for you...