Lay Dees

So the cosmos have aligned this past week in such a way that it has been unlimited girl time non-stop. First I met this nature sprite on a boat We have not seperated since - she's my new bestie. Then this button bear came over from Montreal, bringing a ball of sunshine Though if we had been as relaxed as she is in this picture I would feel a little more bouncy at this point. This woman can shop. We were in Beacons Closet for 4 hours on Saturday. I thought I was going to collapse. To be fair though, the place is thrift vintage paradise. It's kind of impossible not to go bonkers. I can have patience for those that don't live here. There are certain things that just need to be done. Like find 90s hip hop R'n'B Dancehall and dance like it's 99' every single night. My friends Johnny and Sugar joke that Beacons Closet is better than any bar or club for meeting cute girls, so their theory was that if they just filled up their flasks and hung out there that they would have better "luck". That explains why Sugar was with us for the entire four hours. Not because of shopping stamina. I just got a call from this badass. He phoned to tell me he thinks I'm a dork. In a nice way. It's so easy to fall in love with a guy that reminds me of my brother. Honestly. My greatest loves have naturally emmulated qualites that mirror my Bro and my Pops. Shout out to my sis Katie, knowhumsayin? I miss Barry. I can announce it because no matter what I say or do B loves me for who I am. He thinks everything I do is cute or dorky or quirky or belongs in a Lemony Snicket movie. He is one of those people who instantly got me and that is so special and so rare and it makes me ache abit. Overall I am just thankful. I have some amazing people in my corner and that's a big blessing.

Lapdance

There are these overweight hip hop producer/guys on parole/ dudes that live in my building. They mention "lapdance" about every 10 minutes if i EVER hang out or have a drink with them, it's LAPDANCE, give us a LAPDANCE. My phone rang late last night or should I say early this morning, needless to say i didn't answer, and the message this morning was "Hey Sarah, it's STATIK, come down here and give us..." (wait for it..) "a lapdance." Uggh. puke! Reflecting on the whole proposition gives me the willies! I mean, seriously folks, are we living in a cave? I don't even go down there into that basement anymore, it literally is a cavernous abyss. At first i was stoked when he showed me the studio, i thought we would be able to work on some music, i mean, clearly, that would cross my mind. Then i came to the staunch realization that i would rather make music with a mouse tap dancing on a tin can beside a garbage heap then have to put up with hearing the word LAPDANCE over and over again. My main goal is to work with people who I have a good feeling from, and we are able to communicate,and you know, collaborate in a healthy way. I did an awesome photo shoot last week and met a producer who has already started working on tunes for an EP that we will record starting next week. It shouldn't be too much to ask that courtesy and kindness be a pre requisite to any working relationship. I mean, I expect for my time, he will not only work hard on our songs, but also give me a LAPDANCE, without my having to ask. It's all I can think about really, like clockwork, when is this guy going to give me a LAPDANCE? and will my honey boo soon stop being so busy and make some more time to come over here and give me a LAPDANCE, LAPDANCE, LAPDANCE? Oh would you look at the time! i gotta bounce. LAPDANCE!

Landscapes

The lanscape of the mind is so important. What's the view? Is the garden being tended? Is it a highway scenario, concrete jungle, or green pastures? I love watching movies with landscapes - Lord of the Rings for example. I just find them so relaxing and soothing. The weather in NYC has been for the past week humid and misty with rain at night. On the news they said there was a fight in the beauty salon and maybe it was because "of all these bad hair days we've been having." It's silver misting out there. Which is why what's happening in the mind is so important. it is really so crucial to watch what we think and say because we create the landscape of what is happening in our daily lives by virtue of our script writing capabilities. Now more than ever. One of the little girls I babysit was diagnosed with Swine Flu. I saw that one coming! The Dad was googling it, finding out who had it, stressing about it, vocalising his worry, discussing the gravity of it. All I said was "It's just a regular flu that has been blown out of proportion." She's better now. The brother and sister were also fine. I just watched it all go down and refused to participate in becoming a point of attraction. All those hokey cliches like "If life gives you lemons, make lemonade!" Is where I'm at. When people ask me why I'm smiling, I don't usually answer, but I think to myself, it's because I have chosen to cherish every moment of my life, because I have chosen to be in graditude. Behind my smile is a serious tone. I'm serious about choosing joy, because crisis is imminent and this time of carefree freedom could perhaps be short. So I embrace the ambiguity of the moment with a lilt in my gait. Yes, a spring in my step. SHALAMAR is also helping tremendously. Make every night, A NIGHT TO REMEMBER!

New York Minute

I realise that it has been an insanely long time since I've updated. I keep getting older and high school girls stay the same age. - L-I-V-I-N man. Went to CANADA and had a blast with the friends and family - one of the major highlights being Katie's surprise show up fly in from Vancouver. Wow. we bonded like it was 2003. We were joined at the fingertippy top from start to finish and I can't begin to tell you what a gift this was - I am elated, grateful, stoked and honored. and still a little hungover.( Kid, kid.) We had some major laughs and were on the same page. Katie drove Mom's honda around and we practically lived in that car. Willaru was visiting from PERU, giving teachings and essentially just amping up the energy all around in an amazing way. My previous language student, Aya, from Japan, who also happens to be clairvoyant and can see my guides and angels rolled into town for two days and linked up with us all the put the icing on the cake. She shared tremendous insight about each of us and assisted in the shift and healing that took place between Katie and I. Talk about DIVINE TIMING. I had some sweet bonding time with Drew as well who I haven't bro'd down with in about a year. The whole trip was a gift of love and light refreshing and motivating me to take the next steps and let the world know that it's ON! I came back to the city and had this nice package waiting for me in the wings. Sweet! Found a great new roomate just in the nick of time too - 5 day crunch time styles. Ran into a good friend I haven't seen and made some serious peace to add wind to the flight. Let it go and let it flow is what the masters would say and that's what I've been doing, watching it all work out in beautiful ways better than perhaps I had imagined. Had a wierd crazy guy send me some hate mail because I didn't choose him for the apartment, and I will go so far as to say that even that is part of the gift - an opportunity to send love to a lost soul while realising how blessed and protected I truly am. Just chilling out, keeping it nice and mellow and watching love come my way in an unexpected way. Cool! Ok, that's enough mush for us all to marinate in for one day - I promise my next post will be a hilarious story that I've been bustling to tell you - and you wont grow a FATHER TIME BEARD by the time I post it. It will be pronto yo! Wiracocha Players.

Blues Fest

Ok - wow. First just let me say that if I knew how to do anything in the realm of blogland - k, ok, I know how to do some things - but if I knew how to post links to other peoples blogs this is the first one I'd send you to http://raidthafridge.blogspot.com/
Nicola Jane Youngs - never fails to amuse me and leave me in a state of natural marvel. also I'd send you to my sister Katies http://www.fanglifegem.blogspot.com/ because she's a stunner and there are sure to be a couple of shots of her up there and it makes me feel pretty awesome to say that we're related - like - hyper related - we're sisters Guy, so get in line. Spring is here and that is a great feeling. I've been drinking more water than anything else and doing Yoga which is also a god feeling. typo not to be fixed what what. Reading, going to bed early - and when up having backyard brooklyn jam sessions that give me perma grin and make me feel like I'm in a barn in Almonte. That's an owl from the town of Almonte. Truly. Katie and our family used to live off higway 5 on the Indian River. There was a waterfall running through right on our land. I was nearbye a couple of summers ago and wanted to pop by to vist but got too choked up - that place is ferngully - A place that belongs to no one, and needed to be passed on. On a side note, I watched that movie when I was 14, on acid, and it changed my entire perspective of life the world and the universe, also perhaps playing a great part in the reason why people call me a "hippie". I had also watched a Janet Jackson video on acid once and it disturbed me to no end with it's overt sexuality - I thought it was a joke - it was frightening, called "Do you want this". The answer is no. and for the record, I don't do acid anymore, but saw no real reason that I should hide it from you. In July, the Blues Fest comes to Ottawa - an outdoor music festival that should honestly just be called Fest, since it has 4 main stages and a number of smaller stages, and so many bands and musicians play that it can't just be classified as Blues. Last year I saw Lucinda Williams, Donna Summer, Snoop Dog, Widespread Panic, The Wailers - to name a few. People get these wristbands - that are fairly easy to "share" and "swap". Outside, balmy weather in the valley full of lakes and greeness, kicking it with all our friend. PARADISE PARADE. My peeps that are still back in Ottawa - hey, and even ones that dont live there anymore - are already speculating over the line up and getting passes. so far Arcade Fire (who I went to High School with) and Mary J (who I sang during HS) are confirmed. I just know it's going to be nuts. Gonna get my seester out here to the Nyc for a week bfor roadtripping down there. Thinking our good gal Maggie will drive, and perhaps we can get her on one of the stages to rock a few of her songs. A friend of a friends Dad books all the artists, and this friend of a friend shares the same September 13th birthday as I, so, being a "hippie" I figured we'd send over her "Kit" and it'd be a shoe in. It's looking like next year at this point though since it's all booked up. Leavin you with Maggie and Johnny, the lovely singers above that warm my heart and call the light from my soul - yeah yeah! Peace Out yall - happy springing from the hip hop hippie.

Slacker

I've been really slacking on the posts since the home net connection is feeble or i've been travelling. I just got back from Paris! Flew home First Class, in the first seat in the middle row. Once I figured out how to maneuver the high tech chair it was essentially paradise. The flighties hooked me up with one of those tv's so I could watch whatever, kept the delicious sauv a flowin' and basicially pampered me with appetizers, meals and a sundae "go on, have some fudge...and some nuts..go on" > I watched 'Burn after Reading' and LAUGHED MY HEAD OFF hooollllyyy moly that's one funny movie. Dude. and I was in the most comfy chair getting waited on by these so nice 1st class people. They're called flight attendants. I would have stayed on that plane another 5 hours - easy. I was in Economy on the way to Paris and I was ready to snap. The seat was big enough for a cabbage patch doll It was a little tricky. I had three blankets - one over my head, one over my middle, and one to cover the legs. pretty ridonkulous. I am glad to be back in Brooklyn. To sleep in my own bed. Paris is incredible though. It's everything people say it is - maybe more. It's such an old, antique city, with epic views and picture perfect moments.

Of a Lifetime

Dreams are for those who sleep. Says a song. though I was thinking that this would be the blog of a lifetime, a once in a blue moon winning lottery ticket. kismet. serendipity. a fluke. a four leafer. pandoras box. the greaat beyond, bed bath AND beyond. atraiyu. chinese new year. money in a little red enevelope, a shiny one, fabricd for the lions mouth. The truth is plain to seem, seeing as it seems. "depart not from the path which fate has you assigned" says a fortune cookie, on the desk of my Dad in his makeshift office, I insisted I gave it to him, he says how could he not keep it after finding it. true story. cut copy. future sex love sounds. smashed disco balls, self storage the picture, the logo - self storage indeed. cold is the sun. will they meet again one day. far away soc lose, soc lose.
turks and caicos, wild as a turkey, roses like a gypsy in the wind. he surfed.