Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Project Maya 2012

Dear Friends:

As you may know, I will be traveling to Tikal in Guatemala to for ceremonies surrounding the great transformation on 12/21/12. I've decided in lieu of bringing you all with me, I will deliver your wishes, hopes for the future, and any other musings you would like to put to paper as we contemplate where we are all headed! The week after I will be participating in a free clinic in Peten with local healers as part of Healer2Healer. If you'd like to read more about H2H.

My plan is to deliver and burn your letters in a magical spot near Peten or on New Year's eve, when I will be on the shores of Lake Atitlan. Will keep y'all posted.

So, I invite you to send letters: (must be received by Dec. 15, as I fly out early the 16th!)

Hope this excites and inspires you!
I look forward to your mail.

Lots of Love,
Su

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Thinking of the concept of a Souvenir

from M-W

French, literally, act of remembering, from Middle French, from (se) souvenir to remember, from Latin subvenire to come up, come to mind

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(a section I've never noticed before...but love!)
 "Rhymes with"

Agadir, atmosphere, auctioneer, balladeer, bandolier, bathysphere, bayadere, Bedfordshire, Bedivere, belvedere, bend one's ear, biosphere,...

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Garden Lights (Kate's)

My Next Tattoo

Inspired from this woman in a film I watched last night. Revolver with Jason S, my fantasy BF. Not the best film, but inspired by some thoughtful concepts. The tattoos on this woman are the sexiest and most feminine tattoos I've ever seen. I want some like these. Waves overtaking shoulders, capping sleeves with curved outlines. Gorgeous. Just have to find the right artist for the job. Concept and imagery. Got some thinking to do!

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Learning From My Mistakes

The end of the Rabbit year was extra volatile. I was told the Rabbit would struggle with the Dragon through Feb. 6, 2012, so who knows what is left in store. The main life changer was an event in my life, I hope never to have to repeat again. Let's roll back the clocks to mid Dec 2011. Just finishing exams and prepping for my first year comprehensives. I tend to act out a bit after finishing major exams. A bit of a rebellious streak from my teen years bubbles to the surface. Once I left a note on a motorcycle, for a man who I imagined owned my two favorite bikes that park in front of our school. I guess its the thrill of an immediate risk. Anyway, they never really amount to much. Like an instant burst of fireworks, then well back to reality. So, back to Dec 11. I met a young boy in the dog park. I normally don't care for chatting much, but he was persistent and seemingly interesting. I thought maybe even deep. Later I was to find out he is just perma-stoned and I took long delays or slowness as thoughtful-ness. ANYWAY, it was cute how it started, but the end was so hideous, its hard to remember anything redeeming about the experience. NOTE TO SELF. 27yr old boys are too young and inexperienced for what I need in a partner. And well, even though I respect tattooing as an art, this kid was not an artist. He turned out to be ultra conservative and down right ignorant with serious anger management issues. So, how many red flags had I ignored while living out this short-lived fantasy?
I've recently started therapy to try and understand my patterns. See if I am standing in my own way. It seems like there are many things this utterly horrible experience has brought to the fore...I have some deep childhood issues that may be influencing my decision making when it comes to men and highly emotional situations. I don't think it is healthy to respond to anger the way I do, but I'm realizing these are patterns that were set in childhood that were survival mechanisms. My therapist wants me to acknowledge the pain inside, the physical manifestations when I think about it, and breath into it. Begin to let it heal. This part of me who is afraid of anger, might be the first responder in these emotional confrontations. I tend to shut down. Not speak up for myself and take the abuse until it clams down. My chest gets tight just writing this. Apparently, I've been conditioned to ignore red flags, until its way beyond what is acceptable. My goal now is to learn to differentiate between my different tendencies, listen and heed my intuition, and heal my inner child. All so I can be the strong adult me that faces most of my daily challenges, even when things become heated and emotional.
My therapist asked me if I could fall asleep tonight and wake up with everything I wanted, what would that look like.
I took a moment and then said, I'd want to be happy in a supportive, fulfilling relationship, pursuing my goals. Maybe a family, but that would depend on who that unknown man is.
That's all. Health and happiness within a good relationship. And I am actively working on me in the meanwhile. Understanding myself better, so I can be the best healer, partner, and friend/family that I can be.
May the Black Water Dragon bring in new and promising beginnings!
I'm learning from my mistakes, taking action to do what I can to correct my end of things. I am humbled. I am also proving the depth and character of my strength to myself. The thing I would like to wake up to tomorrow is a stronger and less fearful me. What I fear is real, but the only way to protect myself is by being strong! Can't let this kid bully me anymore. So, on that note, I'm gonna dream about a protector, maybe in the form of energy or a physically manifested Jason Statham. Then tomorrow, embody that energy.
Thanks for reading along. Surely, the next romance will be better than this past one. Lived and learned. Next!

Sunday, January 1, 2012

The End & The Beginning

2011 bids farewell, as 2012 begins a new 

I found this quotation while processing one of piles.
Orson Wells:  "I believe a work is good to the degree that it expresses the artist who created it." (Also, attributed to François Truffaut.)

Whether a visual artist, filmmaker, writer or tattoo artist, I'd tend to agree with the statement. On that basis, I wonder how all my work would measure up?

Today marks the first day of the year. How did I spend it? 
I simply rested, watched movies and took Meta out to play. These days are rare, but necessary to balance out the days that are stressful during school. I reflected on how I spent the previous evening. Still ruminating on a troublesome feeling in my gut. Never a good sign. Do I really want to start off the year with an old mistake? Well, a couple weeks old... I'm gonna say no. 


What did I dream of last night? I dreamed of designing a space/home together with a partner. One who can help realize my ideas. A long liminal entrance hall. Step up with space for shoes below, level with the ground. Clean lines and a nice diffused light of frosted glass. Dark wood step and border. 


Maybe Marcus was just a holiday treat. Cute, but not really developed and mature enough to be the man who will build things with me. I definitely could have handled things better from the beginning, but taking chances for the sake of love is part of the deal. Not sure how this will end. Maybe with a final text. Days could pass or even too many minutes. Its all the same in text time. Then a possible street sighting, though I don't think we tend to be out at the same times. I'd like to do it better, but I may just need to let it go without making too much of it. Another bump on the head. For now, just the relief of having passed my first year comprehensives will carry me through the next days. Not a minor accomplishment!


What I'd like to do in 2012:
1. Go back to Beijing (April break)
2. Visit London (Summer break)
3. Meet someone suitable for starting "adult life"
4. Meditate daily
5. Hone in on my intuition
6. Start the process of actualization
7. Recover faster


2011 was about clearing dead space and getting back into the saddle in terms of finding love...baby steps. Though tattoo artist is more variety for the love resume, its not a story with much substance.


Onward and Upward!