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Prayer for You
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New You, 2002
New Names, New Moods, New Year -- New YOU?Compiled by newsletter editor Gitchee Gumee Hellacious, salubrious, incandescent greetings this week from Dreamweaver, Sleekcat, CEO of My Life, Rowdy Gusto, ArdhaNarishwara, Miracle-Player, Sister Queen Teacher of Jubilance and Serenity, Pounce Velásquez, Damlu, My Frozen Piña Colada, ShaktiHeart Dakini, Goal Thwacker, Bound Lotus, Baby Whisperer, Restrained Chaos, Danky, Peace Warrior Shaman Guru, Phoenix Nectar, Little Step, Psycho Sexual Super Clown, Neon Heretic, Cuticle Craftsman, Nosebleed Booger Picnic, Strong White Woman, Rowan Arwen, Barbie Nostradamus, Joy Monger, the President of the Garish Simplicity Society, Grand Mistress of the Flabby Lovers , Bliss Mutator, Llamas Pajamas in the Bahamas, Astonished Log , Taanta, Smooching Wild Woman, Shadowed Heart, Sweet Wild Fire, Hopewater, Waterfall Licker, and a thousand other as-yet un-re-named wûnder-folks. Let two thousand and two rename you! Rob recently touted NEW MOOD MADNESS, asking for you to nurture some exciting new emotions in replacement of anger, jealous, fear, and those other unhappy head-knockers. We asked our newsletter readership to offer some of their own. KE resolves it this way: "I would like to nurture three ripe new moods: Grounded Expansiveness, Healing Madness and Artful Intimacy. I have been struggling to integrate two very different identities. As an adult adoptee I have two personas: an artificial self and a forbidden self. With the new moods activated it is my mission to allow a core self to come together. It is truly my destiny as an Aries to become the butterfly in 2002. What better way to become a beautiful creature than by becoming so grounded that I own my own self, that I make peace with my primal wound, and that ultimately my love for art and music brings me passionate confidence?" Indeed! DEBORAH colors in her world by exclaiming that her "HOPEFUL CHALLENGES for 2002 are as follows: My Rutting Abstinence will process into Pervasive Ecstasy! My Faithful Skepticism or Skeptical Faith, either way, will broaden and deepen into a Trustful Universe. My Kiltered Tao will aim for Aligned Aspirations. My Polite Insanity in regards to my career and home life will matriculate into Chaotic Bliss. And I shall release my Self-Destructive Fear and jump into Whole-Hearted, One Shot at Life, Ain't Gonna Waste It, Grateful and Counting My Blessings, JOYFUL EXUBERANCE!" And EMORY proposes a new meme for 2002: "'Intellectual interpersonal orgasm.' This happens when your conversation [with another person] becomes so intense that nothing else matters, except the conversation. The two of you are so in-tune, so intellectually bonded, that the sensation is almost like making love; for that moment and time, not even your physical shell matters. It is like that person is in you and you are in that person; you are one because you understand each other so completely." SUE heats up the New Year with a stern nod to cultivating, "mindful warmth. By that I mean I'll try to stay mindful and conscious of maintaining a warm attitude to people, a warm tone of voice, a genuine patience and compassion for everyone I come into contact with, and here's the kicker -- EVEN when they're being irritating or exasperating (or pushing the buttons that make me receive them as if they're being irritating or exasperating). I think I'll just limit my focus to trying to master the one mood, although I'm sure the year will bring many." While RON relaxes into a vow of maintaining, "Casual Perfectionism (so I can get the job done right the first time); Diligent Indifference (to help me cope with the inevitable setbacks on the path to success); and Serene Debauchery (in the hope that if I spend less time looking for the opportunity to cut loose, said opportunity will present itself to me with much greater frequency). Keeping up the Sweaty Meditations I started a few months ago when I began doing yoga will no doubt help me reach those states of mind." And BIRDINFLIGHT crows, "I hereby pledge to remain as flagrantly flamboyant as ever I was, to continue to dance my old dances and learn new ones; to learn new songs and belt them out with all the spirit of Mahalia Jackson; to continue being my red-headed self regardless of approaching age or bitchy comments from those who choose to go gray; to design clothes and make them myself without regard to what 'a woman my age should wear'; to surprise my friends with kisses on their neck when they least expect them; to wear my lavender velvet Chinese shoes to church sometimes; and to LIVE!" "You've heard of the Moody Blues, blue moods, blue moons, blue skies, and blue water," reasons JT. "My moods for the year 2002 will be rich, filled with all the earthy, pithy, gutsy soul I can put into each and every minute. I expect parallel moods, parallel universes, worlds travelling alongside worlds, and to be in all worlds at all times. No more of this linear, one-day-at-a- time stuff. I want seven days at one time, and enough time left over for a couple more thrown in. I want more degrees than I can count, and to be illiterate and sweet street smart. I want to live underground and on top of the world simultaneously. I want to sing with angels and romp with devils all at the same time I am standing talking to a perfectly average person, or walking the dog, or exercising at the gym. I intend to play in the garden, swim at night under a moonlit sky, travel through the stars, learn how to bend spoons and travel through space on my mind. I want more money than will fill a swimming pool, and to dive through all that money whenever I wish, and to live like there was never any money on earth. I want to trade beads, dig in the dirt, swing from a vine with a monkey in my arms, and type to you on my computer, sending dreams, ambitions and goals through cyberspace as I fly through the air onto the next vine." THERESE plans to find "a way to capitalize on my PMS -- PROSPEROUS PMS. It will no longer control me. I will take control of the overactive emotions and underactive energy levels and transform them to work for the good! I will no longer cry because the Tupperware is missing and wish that life would just end! I will stand tall, take a walk, have a good cry (because a good cry is so much better than a bad, cranky, tantrum cry) and breathe a sigh of relief that this is just a moment in time that represents the burdens and beauty of being a woman." |
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