Monday, June 16, 2008
Friday, June 13, 2008
SIMPLE DAYS
A few years ago I went back to Samoa to help my parents settle back in after living in Australia for 20 years. I thought it would be an awesome chance to get back to my roots and live the simple life...I lived in a little shack, ate the Samoan food, drove around on my dad's motorbike, tried to learn my language, got eaten alive by the mosquitoes and after 4 months of living it up island style decided to face reality...I'm a city girl! The 4 months felt like 4 years hahaha...but I will always have a heart for my beautiful homeland and I'm sooooo glad I went back and experienced what life in Samoa is like.
Monday, June 9, 2008
It's all about perspective
Just thought I'd post this because I went through a process where I was getting sick of everything ....I just needed to change my perspective....
SOULD OUT RECORDS
I'm on the board of directors for Sould Out Records, which is an independent record label that manages, publishes, records and markets artists who understand the influence they have through this music medium and are committed to being proper role models to todays generation.
Our artists are world class, they produce positive, controversial, honest, relevant music that challenges every level of society; be it politically, socially or culturally. The music produced is phenomenol and we seek artists that can appeal to the masses and entertain yes...but to also provoke, inspire and move people.
Music isn't just a medium for entertainment, it is a powerful medium for shaping, changing and cultivating society. The prevailing message that is being sent on the radio frequency is a depraived message of lust, greed and hate. The music that is shaping and demoralising the minds of our youth comes from uneducated, self seeking, label clones that are just marketing puppets for the major labels that are out there to exploit for the dollar.
Sould Out Records is taking a stand...we want a music revolution to tear down the system and rebuild it back to how music was originally intended. We want to build people with the music we produce.
Check out our myspace to see the current artists we're working with....remember the label Sould Out Records because we have a Big Vision and are sould out and ruthless about making that vision a reality. We have to be, because we got a massive vision that overpowers even our imagination and absolutely no money...where we lack in money we make up for in radical, unrelenting supernatural FAITH!
Get Ready!!
Latest update on our progress:
- Business case completed
- Director Jo in Europe with business case to network with industry heads while on tour with Spacifix
- Mark Lowndes: gigging up and down Qld Coast, supported BoyzII Men this week
- DeJaVu: launched themselves as group by also supporting Boyz II Men
- Working on BCI Album for release at the end of the year
- Artists all in development and marketing prep
- Networking: divine appointments
- Hussling eg. a new pair of sneakers for all our graphic design work...how good is that?
- Getting our artists work: calling, meeting, demanding our artists get booked
- Promoting: online, radio, print, word of mouth...your gonna hear about us!!
- Teaching: BCI music academy...activating creativity
- Investment prospectus in development: we've been sitting on $ the whole time....
- Activating Purpose
- Learning
- PRAYING HARD!
ICON CREATIVE SUMMIT 2008
To try to articulate this one event is quite difficult...but I'm going to try and do this amazing event justice by attempting.
Picture a platform where the vision and heartbeat is to activate and display untapped creativity in one place over a period of 3 days. A place where "pure"creativity is encouraged to be activated and expressed.
Icon Creative Summit is that place and for 3 days we're tapping into the creative realm to unleash creativity that has never been seen, heard or experienced before! Thats a bold statement in itself as creativity can be so subjective...what is considered art to one is junk to another. What is new? Isn't creativity recycled forms of expression expressing the same message but in different ways?
So how do we clearly define what is art? What is new? What is creative? I'm going to use Bob Marley as an example, his music was timeless and when you hear the music and lyrics it hits a chord in your spirit that supersedes time, space and understanding. Thats why people despite age, culture, religion or creed count this man as a musical icon...his music is a language that is understood universally. It connects with your heart and spirit in a positive way.
Icon Creative Summit attempts to select artists who have broken through into this realm of creativity and have tapped into something that is eternal.
We'll be showcasing music, fashion, dance, film, visual arts, performing arts and more!
Check this site: http://www.iconcreative.org/
In doing so we want the audience to be impacted, changed, inspired and left questioning...where does creativity come from?
The eternal me
O.k been spinning over and over Jeremiah 1:5. So God knew me before I was in my mother's womb, he sanctified me then ordained me a prophet to the Nations.
This has been blowing my mind since my Pastor started preaching on discovering the Eternal Me! So I am not my flesh, I am not what I look like in terms of my body or physique because I was known before that was even created. Also despite the weakness of flesh, time and space - God had already sanctified me and then ordained me to be prophet to the Nations.
I looked up the definitions of the 3 key words: knew, sanctified and ordained and all 3 words are pretty profound when you look at the depth of their meaning:
Knew - past tense of know:
To perceive directly, grasp in the mind with clarity and certainity
To regard as true beyond doubt
To have fixed in the mind
To be acquainted with
To discern the character or nature of
Sanctify:
To be set apart for sacred use; consecrate
To make Holy; purify
To give religious sanction to, as with an oath or vow
To make productive of holiness or spiritual blessing
Ordain:
To invest with ministerial or priestly authority; confer holy orders on
Am on a voyage of discovery to draw nearer to God and in so doing discover the Eternal Me...the me that God knows! The me, that is above the confines of flesh, time and space. Sometimes I get a glimpse of who that is and there is such an unsatisfaction with my current state because I know I am far from that person.
Thankfully I am in the right place and under the right spiritual leadership to find my true identity in God. I am already that, its just a matter of my mind, spirit and heart aligning to that which has already been known and created.
This has been blowing my mind since my Pastor started preaching on discovering the Eternal Me! So I am not my flesh, I am not what I look like in terms of my body or physique because I was known before that was even created. Also despite the weakness of flesh, time and space - God had already sanctified me and then ordained me to be prophet to the Nations.
I looked up the definitions of the 3 key words: knew, sanctified and ordained and all 3 words are pretty profound when you look at the depth of their meaning:
Knew - past tense of know:
To perceive directly, grasp in the mind with clarity and certainity
To regard as true beyond doubt
To have fixed in the mind
To be acquainted with
To discern the character or nature of
Sanctify:
To be set apart for sacred use; consecrate
To make Holy; purify
To give religious sanction to, as with an oath or vow
To make productive of holiness or spiritual blessing
Ordain:
To invest with ministerial or priestly authority; confer holy orders on
Am on a voyage of discovery to draw nearer to God and in so doing discover the Eternal Me...the me that God knows! The me, that is above the confines of flesh, time and space. Sometimes I get a glimpse of who that is and there is such an unsatisfaction with my current state because I know I am far from that person.
Thankfully I am in the right place and under the right spiritual leadership to find my true identity in God. I am already that, its just a matter of my mind, spirit and heart aligning to that which has already been known and created.
Friday, May 30, 2008
SHA CLACK CLACK
Another movie that captured my heart for poetry
SLAM 1998
Saul Williams is amazing and this poem is AMAZING
Brother to the night
This is from the movie Love Jones. I posted this because it brought back memories, this movie made me fall in love with poetry and possibility. It was a landmark movie for my 20's. Its a little bit naughty LOL but very smooth...which is pretty much how my 20's started...naughty and now on the right track, riding smooth.
I'll have to find a new movie to land mark this next decade in my life.
Saturday, March 1, 2008
TESTIMONY
TESTIFY
I woke up one day
and in shock and confusion
realized the world I lived in
Was just an illusion
A messenger called truth broke the mirror of deception
No longer offering me a false sense of protection
And with new sight
I gazed into my life,
And saw a vast sinking land
Built entirely on sand
Truth, took me by the hand
And led me back to my childhood
And there in that place, at that time
I would wake daily to a voice that sang into my heart and mind
A gentle voice that assured me I was loved
I asked my mother one day who this voice could possibly be
And she told me it was God and by his voice he would lead
I watched on as the years unfolded and I blocked out that voice
Having chosen the oppression (PAUSE) instead of the
Freedom of choice
You see I chose to ignore God and find my own way in life
At first I drank deep the sweet nectre of freedom and boldly set out on the rugged path of discovery.
But with time…..
Freedom fled leaving the bitter taste of oppression
that came from not knowing that deception feeds on aimless direction
I watched truth, swing the pendulum of time
And witnessed lie after lie build walls around my heart and mind
I looked out into the sandcastle world
and my vision was violated
By the media’s image of hate, cruelty and violence
Distortion had slowly seeped through
And I saw my paradigms get confused
This world told me Love was Lust
And no one is out there for you to trust
I watched on the tv
A woman’s self worth and virtue quickly discarded
As she is visually pimped out and portrayed as a harlot
No longer a Queen, mother, sister, wife or friend
She's been redefined as a bodily means to an end
And men, Kings, Fathers, brothers and sons
Have been stripped of their position
Self worth almost gone
Character and stature traded for illusions and lies
they chase the mirage until they are broke down, beat down and brought
to their knees,
Their spirits depleted, they forget to lead
A silent uproar escaped from my spirit having found no satisfaction
In the temporary pleasures of this world
I cried and cried God make me whole for no words of man console my soul...
And the still gentle voice of my childhood returned to me
And said:
Take heart now listen,
A new season, a new reality is awakening
Like the suns promise of dawn
Freedom's mother Truth has opened your eyes, your slumber has been long
That voice called out fly the Revolution flag, dance in rainbow colored praise
Sound the trumpet and let the angels parade
Let their wings beat and cause winds of change
You see, My child seeks truth in this world of decay
and yes my Love for her still remains
let us restore her back to the original intent
for her heart is grieved and she answered my call to repent
Abide in me to set you free is what he whispered...
In that moment my spirit like an ocean tide surged high and sighed and I knew in him I must reside.
Truth stripped the veil from my eyes
No longer will this lie loving, lie embracing, lie perpetuating world leave me cold
for the the blanket warmth of spoken truths
embrace my Heart, spirit and mind with
Eternal, life breathing, love flavored, power infused, wisdom and grace sublime.
His words cascade like jewels from the throne room of Heaven, my light divine and
Yes
In him
In Truth
I will abide!!
I woke up one day
and in shock and confusion
realized the world I lived in
Was just an illusion
A messenger called truth broke the mirror of deception
No longer offering me a false sense of protection
And with new sight
I gazed into my life,
And saw a vast sinking land
Built entirely on sand
Truth, took me by the hand
And led me back to my childhood
And there in that place, at that time
I would wake daily to a voice that sang into my heart and mind
A gentle voice that assured me I was loved
I asked my mother one day who this voice could possibly be
And she told me it was God and by his voice he would lead
I watched on as the years unfolded and I blocked out that voice
Having chosen the oppression (PAUSE) instead of the
Freedom of choice
You see I chose to ignore God and find my own way in life
At first I drank deep the sweet nectre of freedom and boldly set out on the rugged path of discovery.
But with time…..
Freedom fled leaving the bitter taste of oppression
that came from not knowing that deception feeds on aimless direction
I watched truth, swing the pendulum of time
And witnessed lie after lie build walls around my heart and mind
I looked out into the sandcastle world
and my vision was violated
By the media’s image of hate, cruelty and violence
Distortion had slowly seeped through
And I saw my paradigms get confused
This world told me Love was Lust
And no one is out there for you to trust
I watched on the tv
A woman’s self worth and virtue quickly discarded
As she is visually pimped out and portrayed as a harlot
No longer a Queen, mother, sister, wife or friend
She's been redefined as a bodily means to an end
And men, Kings, Fathers, brothers and sons
Have been stripped of their position
Self worth almost gone
Character and stature traded for illusions and lies
they chase the mirage until they are broke down, beat down and brought
to their knees,
Their spirits depleted, they forget to lead
A silent uproar escaped from my spirit having found no satisfaction
In the temporary pleasures of this world
I cried and cried God make me whole for no words of man console my soul...
And the still gentle voice of my childhood returned to me
And said:
Take heart now listen,
A new season, a new reality is awakening
Like the suns promise of dawn
Freedom's mother Truth has opened your eyes, your slumber has been long
That voice called out fly the Revolution flag, dance in rainbow colored praise
Sound the trumpet and let the angels parade
Let their wings beat and cause winds of change
You see, My child seeks truth in this world of decay
and yes my Love for her still remains
let us restore her back to the original intent
for her heart is grieved and she answered my call to repent
Abide in me to set you free is what he whispered...
In that moment my spirit like an ocean tide surged high and sighed and I knew in him I must reside.
Truth stripped the veil from my eyes
No longer will this lie loving, lie embracing, lie perpetuating world leave me cold
for the the blanket warmth of spoken truths
embrace my Heart, spirit and mind with
Eternal, life breathing, love flavored, power infused, wisdom and grace sublime.
His words cascade like jewels from the throne room of Heaven, my light divine and
Yes
In him
In Truth
I will abide!!
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
The faceless hero
This is for the faceless hero
The hidden life of the everyday soldier
The man who battles through an icy cold cubicle existence
Of a life in continual resistance
To the everyday person walking on streets of displacement
Carrying the weight of misplaced hate,
Misplaced fear,
Subjected to misplaced violence
and stripped of misplaced years
I marvel at those that turn down the ale of spite
but dine on fruits of kindness, Love and joy
Flying the flag of hope in a world devoid
I take delight in the rare breed that choose to see beauty in simplicity
and immune themselves from the Hate disease by
lifting their eyes to a higher plain and
to there they take flight
The warriors of Love that reject plots of revenge
and turn their cheek so the hate can end
I salute the lowly that sacrifice self gain
and step out consciously to teach others to Love again
Through all the struggle the everyday soldiar
Struggles on
Everyday
The hidden life of the everyday soldier
The man who battles through an icy cold cubicle existence
Of a life in continual resistance
To the everyday person walking on streets of displacement
Carrying the weight of misplaced hate,
Misplaced fear,
Subjected to misplaced violence
and stripped of misplaced years
I marvel at those that turn down the ale of spite
but dine on fruits of kindness, Love and joy
Flying the flag of hope in a world devoid
I take delight in the rare breed that choose to see beauty in simplicity
and immune themselves from the Hate disease by
lifting their eyes to a higher plain and
to there they take flight
The warriors of Love that reject plots of revenge
and turn their cheek so the hate can end
I salute the lowly that sacrifice self gain
and step out consciously to teach others to Love again
Through all the struggle the everyday soldiar
Struggles on
Everyday
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Living for others
Watched a doco the other day about a woman from Ghana who migrated to Germany. She's a trained computer technician but can only get a job in Germany as a toilet attendant..so basically monitors people going in and out of the toilets and cleans it periodically during the day.
This woman saves every penny she has to support an orphanage for urban, poverty stricken kids in Ghana. She goes into slum areas that she grew up in and selects kids she believes have the potential to excel in school and takes them to live in the orphanage which she supports. She pays for their board,schooling, food and books in the hope they will overcome their poverty and gives them the opportunity to pursue their dreams.
One girl she selected was doing so well in her studies she skipped a grade and is diligently studying in the hope of becoming a doctor. They took her back to the slum area to tell her parents the good news and they were just crying and crying and thanking the woman for doing what they could not. They said they couldn't give her much to show their thanks but asked if they could pray for her and ask God to bless her.
I was so amazed and inspired by this womans selflessness, if a toilet attendant can launch people into purpose imagine what a community of able people who have so much more to offer can do....hhhmmm the possiblities are endless.
This woman saves every penny she has to support an orphanage for urban, poverty stricken kids in Ghana. She goes into slum areas that she grew up in and selects kids she believes have the potential to excel in school and takes them to live in the orphanage which she supports. She pays for their board,schooling, food and books in the hope they will overcome their poverty and gives them the opportunity to pursue their dreams.
One girl she selected was doing so well in her studies she skipped a grade and is diligently studying in the hope of becoming a doctor. They took her back to the slum area to tell her parents the good news and they were just crying and crying and thanking the woman for doing what they could not. They said they couldn't give her much to show their thanks but asked if they could pray for her and ask God to bless her.
I was so amazed and inspired by this womans selflessness, if a toilet attendant can launch people into purpose imagine what a community of able people who have so much more to offer can do....hhhmmm the possiblities are endless.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Didn't write it but it is MEAN! Mean as in GOOD!
I'm apart of the fellowship of the unashamed
I have Holy Spirit Power, the die has been cast
I've stepped over the line, the decision has been made.
I am a disciple of Jesus
I won't look back, let up, slow down or back away
My past has been redeemed, my present
makes sense, my future secure.
I'm finished and done with low living, side walking, small planting,
smooth knees, colourles dreams, tainted vision, mundane talking,
cheap giving and dwarf dreams.
I no longer need pre-eminance, prosperity, position, promotion or popularity.
I don't have to be recognised
I don't have to be praised, regarded or rewarded
I live by faith, lean on his presence, walk by patience,
live by prayer, labor by power
My fate is set, my girt is fast,
My goal is heaven, my road is narrow
My way is rough, my companions few
My guide reliable and mission clear
I cannot be bought, compromosied, detoured,
lured away, turned back, deluded or delayed
I'll not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hestitate
in the presence of adversity, negotiate at the table of the enemy,
ponder at the pool of popularity or meander in the maze of mediocrity.
I won't give up, shut up, let up until I've stayed up,
stored up, prayed up, paid up and preached up
For the cause of Christ
I have Holy Spirit Power, the die has been cast
I've stepped over the line, the decision has been made.
I am a disciple of Jesus
I won't look back, let up, slow down or back away
My past has been redeemed, my present
makes sense, my future secure.
I'm finished and done with low living, side walking, small planting,
smooth knees, colourles dreams, tainted vision, mundane talking,
cheap giving and dwarf dreams.
I no longer need pre-eminance, prosperity, position, promotion or popularity.
I don't have to be recognised
I don't have to be praised, regarded or rewarded
I live by faith, lean on his presence, walk by patience,
live by prayer, labor by power
My fate is set, my girt is fast,
My goal is heaven, my road is narrow
My way is rough, my companions few
My guide reliable and mission clear
I cannot be bought, compromosied, detoured,
lured away, turned back, deluded or delayed
I'll not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hestitate
in the presence of adversity, negotiate at the table of the enemy,
ponder at the pool of popularity or meander in the maze of mediocrity.
I won't give up, shut up, let up until I've stayed up,
stored up, prayed up, paid up and preached up
For the cause of Christ
Work update
Got a phone call right after sending in my CV for the job and have an interview tomorrow...purpose train is running full steam ahead.
Got another offer for a Christian organisation too.
The right door will open up and stay open and wrong doors will close so not stressin.
Very expectant this year...I'm anticipating a crazy, buckwild, thrilling, gut wrenching and exuberant adventurous year!!! Bring it on!!
Got another offer for a Christian organisation too.
The right door will open up and stay open and wrong doors will close so not stressin.
Very expectant this year...I'm anticipating a crazy, buckwild, thrilling, gut wrenching and exuberant adventurous year!!! Bring it on!!
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Australia Day
Happy Australia day people!! I'm at work, lucky me!
Find out about the job tomorrow and have another marketing prospect...I'm getting on the purpose train and Loving it!
Working on another piece and also a platform, but won't talk before its been actioned. Stay tuned....
Find out about the job tomorrow and have another marketing prospect...I'm getting on the purpose train and Loving it!
Working on another piece and also a platform, but won't talk before its been actioned. Stay tuned....
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
New Year, hopefully new job
O.k my labors of love don't pay much...actually they pay nothing whatsoever, thats right ZERO. Have to say life as a bohemian quickly becomes over rated when you don't have the money to make it look cool...it quickly starts to look sad actually...and my current job is soul draining so I'm contemplating a new adventure.
I'm turning 30 this year so I figure hey, seeing as my life is almost over hahaha...why not pursue a career I love. I no longer want to be locked up in a cubicle labyrinth of nothing (the insurance company I work at)...I've applied for a marketing position for a Flight company and got a call back today and find out Monday whether I'll be going in for an interview.
Fingers, toes, hair, eyes CROSSED!
Labors of Love (my babies) will be thriving no doubt, but the marketing job will sustain me until the baby's big enough to walk and feed itself.
I'm turning 30 this year so I figure hey, seeing as my life is almost over hahaha...why not pursue a career I love. I no longer want to be locked up in a cubicle labyrinth of nothing (the insurance company I work at)...I've applied for a marketing position for a Flight company and got a call back today and find out Monday whether I'll be going in for an interview.
Fingers, toes, hair, eyes CROSSED!
Labors of Love (my babies) will be thriving no doubt, but the marketing job will sustain me until the baby's big enough to walk and feed itself.
I love this music clip
I love this clip, this was produced by will.i.am for the movie Freedom Writers
To do or not to do...
O.k this is my first official blog...started the year not doing what I usually do, which is make up a whole lot of resolutions for the sake of sounding like I have my life mapped out. Truth be told I do have aspirations for the year but I'm going to be flexible and not limit myself which is another way of saying....not sure? Trouble with having a love of creativity is that creativity seems to flow and move and can't stay in one place too long...so I'm always on some creative wave and before I finish one wave I'm off chasing a new whimsical reality.
If that makes sense??? I would call myself a promoter of all things pertaining to creativity...I want everybody to experience it and get the same buzz I get from it and ultimately know the source of it.
So what's creativity? For me its expression in truth! Whether it be art, film, music, poetry, playin roley poley down a hill or singing flat in the rain...if its expresses what you felt in that moment than its bein creative.
Labors of love this year include:
Icon Creative Summit - a festival dedicated to breaking the moulds in all things creative
Soul'd Out Records - a non conformist, against the grain music label
3 Tree's - Events management
Think thats enough to get me going for one year...will keep ya updated on my adventures
If that makes sense??? I would call myself a promoter of all things pertaining to creativity...I want everybody to experience it and get the same buzz I get from it and ultimately know the source of it.
So what's creativity? For me its expression in truth! Whether it be art, film, music, poetry, playin roley poley down a hill or singing flat in the rain...if its expresses what you felt in that moment than its bein creative.
Labors of love this year include:
Icon Creative Summit - a festival dedicated to breaking the moulds in all things creative
Soul'd Out Records - a non conformist, against the grain music label
3 Tree's - Events management
Think thats enough to get me going for one year...will keep ya updated on my adventures
Sunday, January 20, 2008
The word
The Word
I asked God for a proceeding word for my life
A word so saturated in truth that I would almost drown in the magnitude of its meaning
A word so deep and profound that it would lift me to the peak of Mount Zion
There, I would drink so deep of this freedom flavored wine that glows white sublime
and sit on the High Hill of Holiness spiritually intoxiated
From this word I would sail on winds of the spirit and penetrate the walls of the natural and be lifted high high high
Above all that is temporary, all that is here, all that is now
I yearned for a life word that would redefine, change and erase all the death words
fired at me through ignorance and scorn
A word that would strip away the shame of which I was born
You see I know that in the beginning was the word and that word was with God
So I called to him to betow that word on me
I knew words of man, words that were cruel
But he knew me before the beginning
And his words are true
So I sit on Mount Zion at the foot of a rock
Listening as a poet weaves a cloth of truth with words that pulsate, live and breathe with every syllable that escapes his lips
And as I receive this word, my spirit dances in a rainbow coloured breeze that sings
And caresses my ears with the sound of wind chimes and I watch as this poem flies
on Angel wings through time
Finding a resting place in me
To birth
A change
A truth
A deree
A destiny
A Life
I asked God for a proceeding word for my life
A word so saturated in truth that I would almost drown in the magnitude of its meaning
A word so deep and profound that it would lift me to the peak of Mount Zion
There, I would drink so deep of this freedom flavored wine that glows white sublime
and sit on the High Hill of Holiness spiritually intoxiated
From this word I would sail on winds of the spirit and penetrate the walls of the natural and be lifted high high high
Above all that is temporary, all that is here, all that is now
I yearned for a life word that would redefine, change and erase all the death words
fired at me through ignorance and scorn
A word that would strip away the shame of which I was born
You see I know that in the beginning was the word and that word was with God
So I called to him to betow that word on me
I knew words of man, words that were cruel
But he knew me before the beginning
And his words are true
So I sit on Mount Zion at the foot of a rock
Listening as a poet weaves a cloth of truth with words that pulsate, live and breathe with every syllable that escapes his lips
And as I receive this word, my spirit dances in a rainbow coloured breeze that sings
And caresses my ears with the sound of wind chimes and I watch as this poem flies
on Angel wings through time
Finding a resting place in me
To birth
A change
A truth
A deree
A destiny
A Life
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