tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53960570350116216402024-03-14T02:52:48.997+11:00Hoopaholica + BeyondExpanding the Hologrambunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.comBlogger54125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-90325462733025312562010-10-17T00:10:00.026+11:002010-10-17T01:38:21.607+11:00Spider Dreaming<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrK9EEw-mgMpenxraavZBClh45k06PmVDUcKWuGMBZ23_NHoJQAvLW4McMoTeizqDx0vXOEi4A2sh8j56ntR4nUp4xcuSbOGqOPs3ZT5RJWIJ3sSVcDjvy-VLBfLMVT7got_V0Pm64VUSv/s1600/spiderfull.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrK9EEw-mgMpenxraavZBClh45k06PmVDUcKWuGMBZ23_NHoJQAvLW4McMoTeizqDx0vXOEi4A2sh8j56ntR4nUp4xcuSbOGqOPs3ZT5RJWIJ3sSVcDjvy-VLBfLMVT7got_V0Pm64VUSv/s320/spiderfull.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528640465925740242" /></a><br />And the wheel turns... life goes on... we are all here to heal... and live... the love... that is this life. Greetings from Bali. I've been here for almost two weeks now, with another two to go. Somehow the prospect of leaving feels unfathomable as the power of the now is just so incredibly captivating and strong. The mountainous areas of Bali are a magnetic home for this galactivating spinner of the light as sourced from the dark that is the void and beyond. The 13th year of the 13 year cycle is about to come to a close as I approach my 38th cycle around the sun. Ah Yum, Hunab Ku, Evam Maya E Ma Ho! I came here to create and heal my heart only to discover that the wilderness of the imagination is the only place where the heart truly heals purely by higher navigation. It's an intense journey this one, bridging worlds with serpentine intent and the power of the mirror as a tool for alignment. Where to go from here? I have come to a full stop.<br /><br />Rewind two nights back lying in a dream circle re-entering the previous night's visions to inquire what else can I discover from the subconscious story? I am in a temple on a clifftop yet again. The walls are red, the light is warm and ambient, Kit is there spinning hoops all over, red ones especially and I am keen to capture her amazing beauty on video so run off to find my camera only become distracted and when i return the light has fallen and she needs to rush off for lunch but somehow i hold her and shoot the video as intended. Nick is there and we are all very happy. It's a blissful dream. As I re-enter I pick up a hoop and throw one to Nick - we all begin to spin and play and laugh having a great time. Then I am cleansed by water running over and through my body all my cells and organs are purified I am ready to lie down where i can feel the coldness of the ground and just relax. As i lie there straining to see further all of the muscles in my body and face surrender to the nothingness that they desire as I drop into the void it is black no more vision no more inquiry no more desire simply nothing. I fall further into the dream and become a snake lying on the ground. I am grounded and it feels good to move as one muscle slowly against the cold ground. I stand up and move within the temple walls to receive a visit from a guide who entered my dreams long ago, he has walked paths with me and given me gifts, a gentle old man who i adore. I am reminded of the serpents and spiders as my dream totems and press forward with the journey as i want to see more. He shows me the dream as The Dream itself as in this vision is precious and not something to inhibit with poor sleeping and waking life practices. I must remain clean to maintain the clarity of the vision which amplifies the creation that is.<br /><br />Fast forward to that night waking up in bed in extreme pain in my right ankle. I have no idea why, wondering if I had accidentally fallen into a ditch which is easy enough to do where I am although not something that one would forget so easily. I realise this is impossible and try to fall back to sleep, I will deal with it in the morning. I wake up and the pain intensifies as I realise I have been bitten by a spider which has injected poison into me making my ankle swollen and sore. Grandmother Spider, what is it that you wish for me to know from this? Right ankle points to the magnetic tone or spiritual intent. I am initiated into the Unknown through the Moon. I am warned to reconsider my allies. I have been warned similarly before under different circumstances. As I draw toward the magnetic tone I wonder if this requires my relinquishing of Spider as my ally - she is tricky to be sure but powerful and all creative. Perhaps I just need to be paying closer attention to who and what I let in. Thankfully the poison quickly left my body leaving wisdom as its only trace.<br /><br />As I journey further I slow down the pace and become more like the snake as i tune into the vibration of the land i am on. As the web spans outward my gaze falls inward to the only place that i truly know that which is my soul inhabiting this human experience. I am feeling out the territory, allowing time and space to sit and listen and watch. I am sensing my own inner territory in a completely new way. It wants space and air and liquid goodness. I give so much thanks to my beautiful soul family who visit me in my dreams both sleeping and waking reminding me that no matter how far we travel we are all still connected within this breathtaking web of creation. I bow before Grandmother Spider to show me the way and set my intention before I dream.bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-32947159908589544232010-09-04T18:29:00.047+10:002010-09-06T07:33:57.316+10:00Dreaming the Cosmic Hoop Spell<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4956421729/" title="Dreaming by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4144/4956421729_5a6f182d20.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="Dreaming" /></a><br /><br />When a dream is upon us it is difficult to do much else other than be in it. Unless there is an awareness within the dream that it is just that, a dream, in which case we can not only start to engage with it in more dynamic and conscious ways but we can also start to program it. Just like the hoop. When you first get your hoop on there's a whole lot of effort and focus on what you have to do to keep it going. But when you relax and release the mind a symbiotic relationship appears between the hoop and the body where one doesn't necessarily control the other but both show each other the way at which point the body develops the ability to channel. Tantric hooping? Bring it on. Then there's the <a href="http://www.lawoftime.org/">DreamSpell</a> - a 13 moon Mayan calendar cosmology that traces cycles of time drawing consciousness from the centre into multilayered spirals of perception about the self, life and waves of being. The story of creation becomes cosmic when wheels spin within wheels connecting galactic centres with our own, awakening a consciousness that allows co-creation of a dream which transcends the personal.<br /><br />This past March at the <a href="http://www.sacredcircularities.com/">Sacred Circularities</a> hoop retreat in Bali I discovered a whole new way of life on so many levels. The timing of the retreat fit in well with the end of my first 8 week teaching term of the year offering a space for personal practice. What that practice appeared as was quite different to what I had expected it to be. At the moment there are so many amazing hoop retreats being held around the world that there really is no shortage of divine destinations to beam into where you can seriously get your hoop on and learn as much as possible from a broad selection of rokstar hoopers in a concentrated boiling pot of hot hooping action which feels a lot like a home coming. Such retreats are worth reflecting on for their outstanding good times and pure brilliance - <a href="http://www.hoopcampretreats.com">Hoop Camp</a> in Santa Cruz, <a href="http://www.playahoop.com/">Harbin Hoop Retreat</a> in Northern California, the ongoing and epic <a href="http://www.hooppath.com/cms/">Hoop Path</a> journeys, <a href="https://sites.google.com/site/hoopconvergenceorg/">Hoop Convergence</a> in North Carolina, the <a href="http://www.ukhoopgathering.com/">UK Hoop Gathering</a>, <a href="http://spinmatsuri.com/">Spin Matsuri</a> in Japan, Australia's first ever <a href="http://www.jewelzahoopz.com/hoopy-happening/">Hoopy Happening</a> coming up in November of this year and a Hoop Dreaming visioned for 2012 in the Australian desert. The global hoop community is stepping up to the dream of expanding our hoop print as far and wide as possible. <a href="http://hoopingfamilytree.org/">The Hooping Family Tree Project</a> appeared recently online - WOW. So, leaving <a href="http://www.burningman.com/">Burning Man</a> aside which is a little easier to do when you don't live in California, it makes it quite the challenge to decide on where to sets one's sights when thinking about traveling in the hoop. Sacred Circularities struck me as yet another distinct dreaming of what it is to explore, expand and celebrate the hoop within community - it had a spiritual flavour to it which focused on the sacred using sound, geometry, yoga, energetics and essence as portals of discovery. Switched my galactic buttons on. It was also a little closer to home. I was sold.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4499960856/" title="ricefields2 by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4499960856_83a7ab190b.jpg" width="400" alt="ricefields2" /></a><br /><br />It wasn't until I was struck down by the tropical heat and humidity on the very first day of the retreat that I realised why I was there. Head spinning, heart pounding, stomach churning... I realised in shock that I had to stop. Not in a Hoop Camp sit out a workshop to make room for the many more later kinda way. In a sit down, don't move, put your hoops away for a significant moment or two until the space opens to take the hooping beyond the hoop. It was time for a different kind of practice. The journey continued to provide several more amazing demonstrations of Spirit in full force. Not least the news of a dear friend's departure from the third dimension. What it is to grieve outside of a circle of grief. Refreshing actually. A powerful and quick release from one's own deeply imbedded pain and suffering triggered by the passing of others. As we hooped and discussed and stretched and danced and played and rested for several more days a new layer of life's story presented itself to be listened to and heard. Interestingly, this story is about time.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4956421737/" title="Wheel by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/4956421737_a961b9499a.jpg" width="400" alt="Wheel" /></a><br /><br />Time is a concept and a tool that we use for what? To make, to create, to express, plan, nurture, worry, wonder... In the Mayan Dreamspell focus is shifted from the 12:60 paradigm of Time is Money to the <a href="http://www.lawoftime.org/lawoftime.html">13:20 Time is Art</a>. In one system you have the mechanical clocking in and out that supports an economy of finance and mental domination; in the other you have a resonance of numbers that tunes into the harmonics of nature which in turn supports an economy of well-being, encouraging and allowing the mind to expand. The Story of Creation reveals itself for what it is rather than what we insist or resist it to be. We were fortunate enough to be gifted the Dreamspell stories by a Monkey Goddess in the land of those adorable ancestral creatures. As an avid astrologer looking for more always, this new layer of perception has amplified my experience of life. It takes it beyond the planetary influence, surfs along the electromagnetic waves, plugs into the quantum plasma and switches on the Galactic Source centring that we are all being invited to activate as 2012 rolls around the corner. The time is now. What and how do you wish to create?<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4499316931/" title="lightshine by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2736/4499316931_5dec7e2ae7.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="lightshine" /></a><br /><br />Speaking of time, I've discovered a wonderful new technique for more vivid and memorable dreaming where I set my alarm 2-3 hours before I intend on getting out of bed so that my head is much lighter when I go back to sleep to watch the subconscious stories. I highly recommend it - it allows you to see what your mind REALLY thinks about life, if you can decode it.<br /><br />So I returned to Sydney after Sacred Circularities feeling invigorated by an exciting new cosmic system to study but confronted by old ways of being that needed to be released for the full potential of the new level of learning to unfold. Hello transiting Saturn Uranus Jupiter Pluto T square sitting on my natal Moon Pluto Jupiter T square. In a hyper state of awareness of the 13th cosmic year of a 13 year cycle the wheel continued to turn at a speed and intensity that would make the best of us grab the rails in a mild to extreme state state of panic bordering on nauseating despair and full vertigo. It was like riding a tsunami in high heels as a tween that has no idea what it is to balance in such atrocious instruments of fashion but desperately wants to because thats what our culture and conditioning tells us to do. Not my style. Hit the eject button. Time to step outside of the circle as the second term of the year came to a close. The lesson points in a lot of ways to an ability to become less involved to simply observe. When you step on the spiral highway there's just no turning back and when the benchmark is set, well its a step up or step out kind of situation. Sometimes that means fearlessly rejecting it all simply to find out what truly is in a state of complete acceptance and the willingness to allow life to effortlessly be.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4956421733/" title="ByronBay by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4125/4956421733_efc985f637.jpg" width="400" alt="ByronBay" /></a><br /><br />Enter Byron Bay - Australia's portal of all things galactic and beyond. The town itself is an odd representation of the rampant unfoldment of culture throughout time and space but the essence of Byron exists beyond the walls of the main drag. For me it's in the hills and the people. I drove far and wide to lands I have lived and danced in before and those that are new to the journey. Meeting friends over fires, dancing to the beat of a drum, sitting in stillness by the full moon, watching the ocean play out its own story, connecting with a community of people interested in conscious community which necessarily means making time for each other in meaningful spaces. Sitting in the temple. Learning, hooping a little, activating a lot, releasing, realising, discovering, watching more and more of the great mystery unfold. When you allow Spirit to guide you decisions are made and delivered with clarity. I blew out of town with a kitty kat in a cage, a new bag of life's tricks and beamed back into the big smoke for another term of the spin. <br /><br />I've lost track of the weeks, maybe three or four more left, I am in it and enjoying being fully immersed. In October it all changes again as I am guided back to Bali hoops and wheels in tow. This time for longer. If Time is Art then more time must be made to create without distraction. This life we live is precious and must be shape-shifted accordingly. The dream is to live like there is no tomorrow as there truly isn't in the paradigm of the now. The dream is to create something so beautiful that you can't take your eyes from it. It captivates and enthralls, leaving you little else to do but be of service and allow it to lead you where you must be. It is divinely inspired and crafted. Resistance is futile.<br /><br />As potentially tormenting as it was not to do the Californian hoop camp circuit, not to mention Spin Matsuri in Japan this year the decision feels like it was made for me by an overriding need to do something different or to have the difference done to and through me by forces beyond my control. When you clear and create space for something fresh and new the breeze blows in and there it is - right in front of you staring you in the face. Often in situations like this you have absolutely no idea of what lies ahead as it is an invocation of the void. This is the fun part. <br /><br />And then... there's Hoopy Time!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4934118444/" title="HoopyTimeCards- by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4098/4934118444_a46de268ff.jpg" width="353" height="500" alt="HoopyTimeCards-" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/sets/72157624705525705/with/4934118444/">More pix</a> AND <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cY9njoGUEH4">Watch the video</a><br /><br />Create the dream you want to live and discover that you are living the dream.<br /><br />So where this year leads is anyone's guess... Sacred Circularities is gathering again in Peru in November and South America is calling on many levels. These things seem now to only become apparent in feelings, signs and affirmations rather than thoughts. In the dreaming all will be revealed as it is to be shown and life will continue to be the mirage of reality that it is. Everything feels perfectly right as it is. Even if it does feel WEIRD... but *that* I put down to the planets. Now that's another story!bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-86632255534890412812010-06-15T11:28:00.001+10:002010-06-15T11:28:08.489+10:00Energy in Motion<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4701920220/" title="firestar by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4053/4701920220_bfb3f05948.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="firestar" /></a><br />Heart opening makes way for heart connection plugged into Source where Consciousness DOES YOU. For better or worse this is our ultimate partner in Time Space SOURCE As some might say suck it up or simply bask enjoy allow embrace welcome witness. The space behind our eyes is informative. It speaks of the void where Nothing is the reality. Surrender to stillness, silence, a space to simply be in consciousness guided by breath, the gaze is soft and inward. Beautiful colours emerge from the dark and light frequencies activate a level of absolute truth before and beyond words although ESSENCE describes it well. KALI power insight transformation through creativity and destruction. To be is to watch and listen and love. Sit in the centre and observe. The 13th integral step. Unification awaits. LOVE XObunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-69200299045723794412010-02-04T14:26:00.000+11:002010-02-04T14:27:07.080+11:00BUNNYHOOPSTAR HOOPS KISS CLUB DEC 09<object width="420" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EvqClTlsV48&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EvqClTlsV48&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="340"></embed></object>bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-6843273379110448712010-02-04T11:53:00.002+11:002010-02-16T14:12:37.760+11:00THE HOOP TEACHER JOURNEY - TEACHER TRAINING PROGRAM<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/2383967432/" title="Hoop Teacher Journey 23 by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2083/2383967432_b2b4e8b52a.jpg" width="420" alt="Hoop Teacher Journey 23" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">MAY 1 + 2, 2010<br /></span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">PROGRAM </span><br />Throughout this two-day teacher training course you will learn the fundamentals of Hoop Empire's Hybrid Hooping Instructional Program. The key elements of this course include hooping for fun, fitness, dance, creativity and therapeutic purposes. You will learn to teach a combination of both circus hula and contemporary hoop dance as well as discover your own individual style that will shape your own classes. The course will include daily warmup and hoop practice, designing course content, practical teaching exercises, troubleshooting, problem solving, discussion and question time.<br /><br />The types of classes that you will learn to teach are: <br />1. Beginner’s Workshop <br />2. Beginner’s Course <br />3. Intermediate Intensive <br />4. Intermediate Hybrid Hooping Course<br /><br />You will learn how to navigate your way through teaching absolute beginners through to intermediate hoopers, depending on your own skill level. You will also learn a few of the added extras involved in teaching hoops such as: <br />• The types of hoops to teach with and to sell <br />• How to incorporate instruction into performance (i.e interactive entertainment) + vice versa <br />• Differences in teaching children + adults <br />• Teaching people with learning difficulties <br />• Requirements you will need to teach such as insurance, equipment and space <br />• Costing classes, performances + manufacture of hoops<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">IDEAL TRAINING FOR</span>:<br />* Experienced hoopers wanting to share hoop joy!<br />* Newbie hoopers who are competent and confident in teaching other beginners <br />* Fitness professionals looking to diversify their training repertoire <br />* School teachers wanting to add fun and exercise to their curriculum<br />* Those looking for a fun and exciting career change<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">PHILOSOPHY </span><br />You've probably noticed how hooping, and the teaching of it, has started to spread on the international circuit, particularly in the United States. While we live in a market economy we are too often confronted with competition as a potential threat to our business. I prefer to see humans and in particular, the hooping kind, as a global community who can assist and inspire each other with the intuitive understanding that the more you give, the more you will receive – it’s universal law. So what we are left with is how to create complementary businesses and business practices with confidence, integrity and respect for our own individual natures as teachers and lovers of the hoop. Discover your own personal style and strengths and translate this into your classes. Learn the foundations then teach and develop what you love!<br /><br />I welcome and congratulate you on taking this exciting step. It will change your life and probably already has. As a teacher you have chosen to pass on your skill and talents to those who need or want it. As a hooper you are sharing your passion for a practice that is all about fun, joy, health and creativity. You are helping to create a different currency in this world – that of happiness or should I say hoopiness.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">YOU WILL RECEIVE:</span><br /><br />14 hours of on-site teacher training + hoop practice<br />A comprehensive 100+ page hoop manual to take with you<br />Lesson plans + rescources<br />A certificate of completion<br />A link and promotion on the Hoop Empire website<br />Access to my library of experience in hooping<br />Employment opportunities with Hoop Empire<br />The skills and know-how to set up your own classes!<br />WHEN: Saturday 1 + Sunday 2 MAY 2010, 9am-5pm (1 hour lunch break) <br />WHERE: Sydney<br />TEACHER: Bunny Star<br />COST: $600 or SPECIAL PRICE $500 if you book and pay in full by MARCH 30, 2010<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">PREREQUISITES</span>: Minimum 6 months experience hooping <br /><br /><a href="mailto:bunny@hoopempire.com">Book Now!</a>bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-38936130890063186002010-01-20T09:22:00.013+11:002010-01-20T11:52:08.767+11:00Blog the Yoga<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4288682427/" title="yoga by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4049/4288682427_dbc0f21387_o.jpg" width="400" height="400" alt="yoga" /></a><br /><br />So yesterday in the throws of hyper-visual cyber saturation I sat transfixed to my computer trawling through <a href="http://www.hooping.org/archives/002945.html#more">Hoopy Award </a>nominations, videos, pics, blogs, astro readings, <a href="http://www.facebook.com/bunnyhoopstar">FaceBook</a> social news and general cyberland happenings. I have reached a rare point in the year where I am pretty much on top of my emails, still avoiding my bookwork, holding a small amount of space to chat online and generally pretty relaxed in week 4 of the annual 6 week sojourn. Life is cruising. Strangely as Yoga O'Clock approached I was hit with an overwhelming urge to blog which essentially requires a clear state of mind, a whole amount of solitary space and good dose of inspiration that had hit my hood. A competing zen bender. I sat in front of my computer tossing up my options noting that after a recent elongated writer's block it may not be the best thing to do to walk away when the flow was calling. On the other hand, I had been on the Yoga train for 5 days running and after a 3 day break it really was TIME to get back on or the momentum would be slowed. A split between the body and the mind - hello the answer should have been obvious. As a Libran I often throw most dilemmas out to the peeps and thank God for the love and support of decisive friends - the collective said DO BOTH and let one filter into the other - i.e "blog the yoga" ... thanks Ms Linguini :) So here I am post yoga mid blog fusing body and mind into one. The integrated whole.<br /><br />Yoga entered my life when I moved to Sydney 14 years ago. Like writing it had for a long time been sporadic but always invigorating and ultimately soul food that I kept coming back to for more. My dedication and commitment to regular practice reached a turning point when I connected with a wonderful teacher about four years ago. It's an interesting dynamic that between teacher and student and one that deserves some contemplation. What was it about that teacher? It was about an essence. He would say, don't come to class because you think you should, come because you want to. Or, there's no point in giving up your vices in life if you're going to be schizophrenic about it - if you want whatever it is that you reach out for, go for it, until you no longer truly and authentically want it. This dude is a dude, for real. He beamed love and light, he oozed a chill that everyone wanted, he demonstrated an astonishing level of strength, flexibility and balance that one could only dream of and he was simply absolute beauty personified. We all fell in love and then he left the country. Like most things in life you don't gain a full appreciation of what you have right in front of you until it's gone. Aside from his stunning person and that wonderful exotic accent that somehow got me through the stretched out counts of leg-crushing warriors and reality defying twists and balances, he set me and my fellow students up with a solid foundation that catapulted us all I'm sure into a zone of what feels like a regular lifetime practice. He also challenged my attachment to The Teacher and what it is to find self-directed practice.<br /><br />So I moped around town in search of another pining for the loss and wondering how one can replace such an experience. The reality is I couldn't as it was unique. This has happened before actually. With hooping. Once I had made the decision to dedicate myself to the practice 6 years ago my teacher had already left town. I mentioned this to my beloved yogi once over tea to which he smiled and suggested that perhaps it is simply part of my karma. Oh the simplicity. So as a teacher I am intrigued by what it is that we represent to our students and how we connect or not. He would say, students don't just come for the teaching they come to connect with your energy and your emotional self. He drew my attention to a responsibility that I now hold with a sense of sacredness and grace - as teachers we attract students who want to know more than just the skill set, whether we (and they) choose to acknowledge it or not. Together we create an experience that seems to exceed reason and words - it's a feeling that often effects us at a very profound level. After he left, as a teacher, I accepted the challenge of becoming my own teacher and took on a solitary practice down at <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/sets/72157611889800702/">StarLand</a> last Summer. But when I returned to the city the physical space to practice in my own home was reduced and all the urban distractions thundered in, leaving me with a very strong desire to get back to class. Lucky my new yoga studio is less than 100 metres away from my home! <br /><br />In honour of the class, I have to acknowledge its attributes - it's about synergy, a collective raising of energy, inspiration from others, the guidance of a teacher outside of the self, a structured format to follow that locks me into a disciplined time and a beautiful big sacred space that has been shape-shifted specifically for worship. I also experience the luxury of having someone else tell me what to do and when to do it knowing that the end result is a happy and healthy body/mind/spirit. When I'm in a class I don't have the cat running around my feet protesting that I'm pretending to be a dog! I don't have the distraction of phones and computers and fridges and all else that tempts one in the work from home zone. In class I am anonymous, I am silent, I am directed, I am safe, I am one of many, I am reminded that I am a small part of the whole, i am that I am. In class I sing and chant and stand on my head and hands and stretch out and go beyond my limitations just a little bit each time to progress with someone on guard watching, guiding and adjusting my development. I can almost do the splits! It's taken years... maybe this Christmas coming. I can feel this is the year. In class I am allowed to just be. I don't have to think. I don't want to think. I dream in colours and see shooting stars and at times am flooded with light as I feel prana coursing through my entire being. In class I feel alive and so relaxed and strong and balanced. In class I can practice breathing like the ocean and then barely breathe at all. In class I understand the power of the breath.<br /><br />Beyond the spiritual and sacred nature of yoga, which I admit is its strongest drawcard for me, I am given the opportunity to shape and strengthen my body in a way that no other exercise has ever offered. Often I am amazed at how I need not practice something like the splits in each class but by practicing all the other poses that loosen up my hips I can return to Hanamanasana over time and it magically seems to have come along. It's an integrated form of exercise. Then there's the abs - everyone wants killer abs right so the belief is just bust out those thousand or so situps and get the Pilates classes going on for full effect and it's true such focus is sure to be met with success but with the moderation and holistic foundation that Yoga provides, abs are constantly working in all kinds of poses that at the same time strengthens and tones your back, legs, arms, butt and so on. The integrated whole. On a very personal level, in part I use yoga as an experiment on myself to defy genetics. Both of my parents and some of my siblings experience the pain of arthritis. History and science says I should expect to experience this pain myself. Interestingly I feel like I have defeated an ongoing shoulder / neck issue that plagued me for many years during which time I worked in front of a computer for most of the day and practiced yoga irregularly. As a full time HoopStar I cannot do this job without the support of regular yoga practice. When my practice falls off I can feel it in my back, my neck, my shoulders, my wrists sometimes just everywhere. Hello Dr NeedleHands! Acupuncture, massage, chiropractic treamtment - all wonderful things and essential top ups but with regular yoga I need them less and less. So the challenge is on. I refuse to become arthritic without taking on the challenge and giving it my all. My intuition says yoga is the key to longevity. It's my mantra actually. So an eternal child of the universe it just becomes more and more fun and never a chore to rock it out in class OHMmm!<br /><br />So I am brought to the notion of self-directed practice which is something I wish to elaborate more on in a range of creative areas of life. I used to think that if I couldn't be my own task master that I was a pussy ^_^ and that until I had my own home practice sorted I was somehow dependent on the other, The Teacher, the guru to kick a butt that I am personally responsible for. It was interesting to watch my approach to my current yoga school which has a whole bunch of teachers. Initially I made sure I shared the love around to avoid said attachment to beloved yogis. But then there is *the energy* that connects us to an individual Teacher that takes us beyond the beyond. It seems hardly a coincidence that at this point in my life where I am living in an open relationship that I have discovered we receive (and give) many things to many people and that you can't *get* everything from one person. It's holographic. It's emotional maturity. It's wild! So <a href="http://www.dharmashala.com.au/">Dharmashala</a> you have hit the spot. I give sincere thanks and deep gratitude for this incredible journey, experience, feeling and love that the practice of yoga has to offer. It has changed my life, supports my work, my hooping, my heart, my head, my body, my relationships. It takes life to another level - that of the Divine. <br /><br />I dedicate this blog to my beloved Yogi who I adore and miss but feel eternally hovering counting those asanas with a cheeky grin making it go oh so slow to elongate the joy and to all my other teachers past present and future who inspire and guide me throughout my practice, including me.<br /><br />Namastebunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-60774220754164461772010-01-19T15:04:00.008+11:002010-01-28T20:51:35.065+11:00Hoopy Awards 2010<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4287145934/" title="Desrt Trip 2009-50 by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4036/4287145934_b12ca0662d.jpg" width="400" alt="Desrt Trip 2009-50" /></a><br /><br />The Hoopies 2010 are now open for voting. Support the Hoopaholics and our ever expanding community by casting your votes. We have been nominated for two awards - Pic of the Year (shot by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/talen">Nick Coppins</a>) and Local Hooping Community of the Year... that's you! This is the third year in a row that The Hoopaholics have been nominated. Visit <a href="http://www.hooping.org">hooping.org</a> to make your mark. Voting closes Friday 22nd Jan 2010.bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-15230949147583419842010-01-08T17:06:00.006+11:002010-01-28T20:57:16.754+11:00Wrapping Up 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQZEjjjYCi2QuA1lT6Hu6cb9dgO0SEJPUVOEjfIB69_Ui1r2MsMsSL_NTsxR6DeE9d4A6WVHfRE-0O992efmFXJaoKOqdARyCKO18d3xZr7R6ZyaWpK0OVAEwd1PMi2Tud6k13BUFGZNu7/s1600-h/GaiaDrawing.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQZEjjjYCi2QuA1lT6Hu6cb9dgO0SEJPUVOEjfIB69_Ui1r2MsMsSL_NTsxR6DeE9d4A6WVHfRE-0O992efmFXJaoKOqdARyCKO18d3xZr7R6ZyaWpK0OVAEwd1PMi2Tud6k13BUFGZNu7/s320/GaiaDrawing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424243928497471650" /></a><br />As the months fly by yet again I am reminded of how fast we tend to live in the land of Hoopaholica where all life spins in line with the hoop. The spiral reaches into realms yet to be explored and those been circled many times before gathering people, momentum, a critical mass and a subculture that just has so many layers to it. The raising of consciousness continues within the paradigm of a progressive civilisation and an ongoing theme of transformation. 2009 - a year of intense creative explosion. 2010 - a year of expanding the multi-layered visions and projects on the boil, releasing and realising them through conscious manifestation, dedication and clarity. The grounding line of flight anchors and bends in ways known and not as the mystery unfolds. Television. Hyper vision. Inner vision. Inter-personal information exchange web. The global hoop community gathers to celebrate the circle. Spaces must be found in which to simply pause, if only for a moment, to shake out all those other limbs of the spiral. Let's not forget that hoopies, apart from being hyper-talented beings, need a whole lot of rest too. It's about balance.<br /><br />And yet as time flies it also stretches as memory has its say (or not). In our own way we craft stories his and hers of how it happened or how we expect it to be. A spectrum of thoughts shape shift according to the whim of the winds that carry the breeze that expels a vision out into the world making it more than just yours and beyond the now. The personal becomes the collective. Desire becomes service and a shared experience that we participate in or observe as the hologram of life shuffles like a jigsaw of choice. Tales in words and images, moving and still, the resonance of energy as we connect disconnect reconnect learn what those concepts mean to our selves and others and find a place of comfort in the karma that we share. Future and retrospective histories include and highlight herstories which feature another major player sitting by the sidelines watching it all pass by in the meta-story that unfolds as we reflect and project in our obesessions with the microverse - her name is <a href="http://www.paleothea.com/SortaSingles/Gaia.html">Gaia</a>.<br /><br />Is it ironic to discover stillness and calm while standing in <a href="http://gaynoralder.com/2009/12/04/577/">the eye of the storm</a> or is that just logic? 2009 was a busy year. I believe it was at Hoop Camp, Santa Cruz, at the end of September, possibly one of the funnest hoop events in the world with a jampacked schedule FULL of classes you just don't want to miss, that I stopped. At last. And found stillness. And moments to observe. If you ever feel the need to pull yourself out of a rokn hoopjam to catch a breath or perhaps simply soak it up from outside... i highly recommend having a camera on hand and a blatant stalking technique where you seek them out to let them shine with your own brand of smoke and mirrors. <br /><br />Hoop Camp Santa Cruz October 2009<br /><object width="400" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GUL0eXwGzqg&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GUL0eXwGzqg&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />The following week saw a return to Harbin Hot Springs, California. What a delight to be back in that magickal part of the world with cold and hot springs to soak up and into with a true sense of release. There is just something about Harbin that galactivates my cells in an extraordinary way. Beyond its geoblissful retreat space the hoop gathering yet again delivers as being the ultimate chill infused expansive space-O-rama post Hoop Camp. Its the let loose and download of all that has been beamed on up during the 3 day Santa Cruz intensive. <br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4253352368/" title="harbin09 by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4040/4253352368_871c51ff93.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="harbin09" /></a><br /><br />Then there was Japan...<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4211039910/" title="Enroute Tokyo Oct 09 by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2709/4211039910_176679d803.jpg" width="400" alt="Enroute Tokyo Oct 09" /></a><br /><br />The DVD Launch!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4211040846/" title="Hybrid Hooping for Beginners DVD Launch Tokyo Oct 09 by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2682/4211040846_88ab7a48de.jpg" width="400" height="375" alt="Hybrid Hooping for Beginners DVD Launch Tokyo Oct 09" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4210274681/" title="Hybrid Hooping for Beginners DVD Launch Tokyo Oct 09 by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4024/4210274681_8e3f2ba4ec_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Hybrid Hooping for Beginners DVD Launch Tokyo Oct 09" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4210274907/" title="Hybrid Hooping for Beginners DVD Launch Tokyo Oct 09-3 by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2767/4210274907_bd53dce7bc_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Hybrid Hooping for Beginners DVD Launch Tokyo Oct 09-3" /></a><br /><br />Spin Matsuri! The cosmic hoop web expands yet again <br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4211043522/" title="Hoop Love at Spin Matsuri Oct 09 by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2561/4211043522_42ed7d0ca2.jpg" width="400" alt="Hoop Love at Spin Matsuri Oct 09"/></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4211043300/" title="Matt at Spin Matsuri Japan Oct 09 by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2802/4211043300_46736968ac_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="Matt at Spin Matsuri Japan Oct 09" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4211043108/" title="GemStar @ Spin Matsuri 09 by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2654/4211043108_f23c252cc7_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="GemStar @ Spin Matsuri 09" /></a><br /><br />The tribe included friends from Sydney, Melbourne, UK, USA and Tokyo. What was so amazing about Spin Matsuri was it drew those who wouldn't ordinarily have found themselves at a Hoop Festival, least of all an international one. But the lure of Planet Japan and the jetsetting hoopies that were onnit was an irresistible combination of bio-cosmic spinning elements. As such the festival had a very interesting flavour to it, what some might call the delicious taste of fresh blood... :) The Spin was held in a stunning little tree filled pocket outside of Tokyo called Chiba - close to the sea and nested in a forest. It was different from the American hoop festivals as it seemed less about obsessed hoopies in an attendance to learn everything and more about the hoop (never a bad thing) but more about friends tuned into a magnetic vibrational spin who were looking to explore something new about themselves in a relatively unknown environment of play. It was my third hoop festival in three weeks so I was ready to shift into a different gear.<br /><br />The return to Sydney was to land with all systems GO ready for another 8 week teaching term, the launch of the DVD in Sydney and preparation for the XMas / New Year bumper performance season. It rolled so fast there was barely time to document, annotate, centre and celebrate so instead we just kept spinning with the moment and swept up the ideas that sprung from the journey. High levels of productivity and focus were called upon to complete Mission 2009. <br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4211043662/" title="Aquamarine Ultra Dream by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2742/4211043662_268c4c9b6e_m.jpg" width="161" height="240" alt="Aquamarine Ultra Dream" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4211044142/" title="hoopjacky by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4211044142_4a9491d461_m.jpg" width="161" height="240" alt="hoopjacky" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4210278599/" title="hoopjoy2 by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2502/4210278599_c8ff778ea7_m.jpg" width="161" height="240" alt="hoopjoy2" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4210278775/" title="agnsw09 by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2680/4210278775_786fc96d54_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt="agnsw09" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4255214749/" title="phoebelinguini_dec09 by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4255214749_b95fcf88b4_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt="phoebelinguini_dec09" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4210278919/" title="agnsw09_jo by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4210278919_aee5097ce8_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt="agnsw09_jo" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4251866115/" title="circus by the sea by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2712/4251866115_0167ac9716_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt="circus by the sea" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4211044614/" title="agnsw09_bunny by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2562/4211044614_631b75341b_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt="agnsw09_bunny" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4252514761/" title="CatDiva by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2707/4252514761_4e7e9dfe81.jpg" width="311" height="500" alt="CatDiva" /></a><br /><br />And now it is 2010. A blank canvas appears suggestive and glaring. Scripts, book, bookwork, booking, timetabling, visioning, imagineering, mapping, choreographing, organising, synchronising, leaping into the void... I resist for just a few more moments in honour of pause, to be... not even just me... simply to be... on a rock... of a rock... grounded.bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-38144942375816797002010-01-07T11:25:00.010+11:002010-01-07T17:22:46.751+11:00Hoop It UP Baby<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/4252622637/" title="DVD-2009-CoverArt.indd by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4033/4252622637_93684674fb_o.jpg" width="344" height="500" alt="DVD-2009-CoverArt.indd" /></a><br /><br />Over a decade ago ago I was dancing at a nightclub in Melbourne and came across a circus performer spinning many hoops all over her body. I think it was in that moment that a higher energy beamed down and implanted in my being the obsession to hoop! I was transfixed and very intrigued by the power of the hoop and its ability to captivate not only me as a viewer but obviously the beautiful hoopstress herself. Very soon after this initial siting a friend gifted me a hoop which pretty quickly became my new essential accessory - I took it everywhere. Together we attended many a party and dance floor where I would settle into the corner, tune into the music and bliss out on the circular and rhythmic whole body meditation that hooping dancing essentially is. I felt like I was in an invisible bubble and strangely enough (many people refuse to believe me when I say this) it drew me out of my shyness! It wasn't until well into my performance career which started several years later in Sydney and specifically when I added lights and fire to my hoops that the invisible bubble popped and I began to engage with my audience, my self and life with a new level of awareness and the ability to literally light up people's lives. I have stepped into a comfort zone within that feels good to be me - physically, emotionally, mentally, spiritually and energetically.<br /><br />Hooping has been a channel for so much personal growth and self development. It keeps me fit, pushes me to explore my boundaries, invites me to be playful, sensual and creative, has opened me up to a global community of people who are driven to feel as positive, healthy and happy as possible and has tuned me in to my eternal inner child which is a bubble in itself. It's also radically improved my wardrobe. Life can get way too serious all too often. I love how hooping pretty much overrides this feeling. I see it in my students or in my fellow hoopies when we jam, I see it in videos on the internet, I feel it in my heart - when you spin a ring around your body and start to move your body something magical happens and then keeps on happening as you learn new tricks and ways to play with the hoop.<br /><br />My greatest wish is to share my love of the hoop with as many people as possible, which in essence is why I made Hooping for Beginners - A Hybrid Hooping Journey. This is my first instructional DVD which focuses on the foundations of a style that incorporates both circus hooping (multiple hoops) and hoop dance (freestyle movement and flow). It is a 90 minute DVD divided into three lessons - on the body, off the body and multiple hoops. We shot it in my favourite place in the world, Central Australia, where the stars shine so bright and the red earth vibrates with a creative dyamism that I'm not quite sure I have experienced before. But of course when you beam three hooping divas out into the Australian desert there is bound to be a touch of Priscilla Queen of the Desert... and beyond. After each lesson you are taken on an Intergalactic Space Babe journey which features hot moves, grooves, costumes and attitude... it gets pretty funky! The soundtrack is a delicious smorgasbord of international beats and melodies that cross world, electronic, classical and indigenous genres. There is also a non-stop 10 minute closing Hoopaholic performance that explores character, costume, lights, fire, visual montage and sound. We wanted to move beyond purely the instructional side and add a visual and auditory feast as an art project as well as a series of lessons that says: get your bling on, get your hoop on, tune into your own personal rhythm and have fun!<br /><br /><object width="400" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8WCBSzJFoNw&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8WCBSzJFoNw&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="400" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IBukgyHv2nU&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IBukgyHv2nU&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />Posted on <a href="http://realizebeauty.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/competition-hoop-it-baby/">Realize Beauty</a> November 25, 2009bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-74705260726173430032009-11-30T08:55:00.001+11:002009-11-30T08:58:29.680+11:00Keep Watching The StarsCommencement Address by Paul Hawken to the Class of 2009, 3/5/09.<br /><br />When I was invited to give this speech, I was asked if I could give a simple<br />short talk that was "direct, naked, taut, honest, passionate, clean, shivering, startling, and graceful." Boy, no pressure there.<br /><br />Hey, Class of 2009: you are going to have to figure out what it means to be a human being on earth at a time when every living system is declining, and the rate of decline is accelerating. Kind of a mindboggling situation... but not one peer-reviewed paper published in the last thirty years can refute<br />that statement. Basically, the earth needs a new operating system, you are the programmers, and we need it within a few decades.<br /><br />This planet came with a set of operating instructions, but we seem to have misplaced them. Important rules like don't poison the water, soil, or air,<br />and don't let the earth get overcrowded, and don't touch the thermostat have been broken.<br /><br />Buckminster Fuller said that spaceship earth was so ingeniously designed that no one has a clue that we are on one, flying through the universe at a<br />million miles per hour, with no need for seatbelts, lots of room in the coach, and really good food, but all that is changing.<br /><br />There is invisible writing on the back of the diploma you will receive, and in case you didn't bring lemon juice to decode it, I can tell you what it says: YOU ARE BRILLIANT, AND THE EARTH IS HIRING. The earth couldn't afford to send any recruiters to your school. It sent you rain, sunsets,<br />ripe cherries, night blooming jasmine, and that unbelievably cute person you are dating. Take the hint. Forget that this task of planet saving is not possible in the time required. Don't be put off by people who know what is not possible. Do what needs to be done, and check to see if it was impossible only after you are done.<br /><br />When asked if I am pessimistic or optimistic about the future, my answer is always the same:<br />If you look at the science about what is happening on earth and aren't pessimistic, you don't understand data. But if you meet the people who are<br />working to restore this earth and the lives of the poor, and you aren't optimistic, you haven't got a pulse. What I see everywhere in the world are<br />ordinary people willing to confront despair, power, and incalculable odds in order to restore some semblance of grace, justice, and beauty to this world.<br /><br />The poet Adrienne Rich wrote:<br />"So much has been destroyed I have cast my lot with those who, age after age, perversely, with no extraordinary power, reconstitute the world."<br /><br />There could be no better description. Humanity is coalescing. It is reconstituting the world, and the action is taking place in schoolrooms, farms, jungles, villages, campuses, companies, refuge camps, deserts and slums.<br /><br />You join a multitude of caring people. No one knows how many groups and organizations are working on the most salient issues of our day: climate change, poverty, deforestation, peace, water, hunger, conservation, human rights and more. This is the largest movement the world has ever seen.<br /><br />Rather than control, it seeks connection. Rather than dominance, it strives to disperse concentrations of power. It works behind the scenes and gets the job done. Large as it is, no one knows the true size of this movement. It provides hope, support, and meaning to billions of people. Its clout resides in ideas, not in force. It is made up of teachers, children, peasants, businesspeople, rappers, organic farmers, nuns, artists, government workers, fisherfolk, engineers, students, incorrigible writers, weeping Muslims, concerned mothers, poets, doctors without borders, grieving<br />Christians, street musicians, President of the USA and as David James Duncan would say, the Creator, the One who loves us all in such a huge way.<br /><br />There is a rabbinical teaching that says if the world is ending and the Messiah arrives, first plant a tree, and then see if the story is true. Inspiration is not garnered from the litanies of what may befall us; it resides in humanity's willingness to restore, redress, reform, rebuild, recover, re-imagine, and<br />reconsider.<br /><br />"One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice," is Mary Oliver's description of moving away from the profane toward a deep sense of connectedness to the living world.<br /><br />Millions of people are working on behalf of strangers, even if the evening news is usually about the death of strangers. This kindness of strangers has religious, even mythic origins, and very specific 18th century roots. Abolitionists were the first people to create a national and global movement to<br />defend the rights of those they did not know. Until that time, no group had filed a grievance except on behalf of itself. The founders of this movement were largely unknown and their goal was ridiculous on the face of it: at that time three out of four people in the world were enslaved. Enslaving each other was what human beings had done for ages. And the abolitionist movement was greeted with incredulity.<br /><br />Conservatives ridiculed the abolitionists as liberals, do-gooders, meddlers, and activists. They were told they would ruin the economy and drive England into poverty. But for the first time in history a group of people organized themselves to help people they would never know, from whom they would never receive direct or indirect benefit. And today tens of millions of people do this every day. It is called the world of non-profits, civil society, schools, social entrepreneurship, and non governmental organizations, of companies who place social and environmental justice at the top of their strategic goals. The scope and scale of this effort is unparalleled in history.<br /><br />The living world is not "out there" somewhere, but in your heart. What do we know about life? In the words of biologist Janine Benyus, life creates the conditions that are conducive to life. I can think of no better motto for a future economy. We have tens of thousands of abandoned homes without people and tens of thousands of abandoned people without homes. We have failed bankers advising failed regulators on how to save failed assets. Think about this: we are the only species on this planet without full employment. Brilliant!!! We have an economy that tells us that it is cheaper to destroy earth in real time than to renew, restore, and sustain it. You can print money to bail out a bank but you can't print life to bail out a planet.<br /><br />At present we are stealing the future, selling it in the present, and calling it gross domestic product. We can just as easily have an economy that is based on healing the future instead of stealing it. We can either create assets for the future or take the assets of the future. One is called restoration and the other exploitation. And whenever we exploit the earth we exploit people and cause untold suffering. Working for the earth is not a way to get rich, it is a way to be rich.<br /><br />The first living cell came into being nearly 40 million centuries ago, and its direct descendants are in all of our bloodstreams. Literally you are breathing molecules this very second that were inhaled by Moses, Mother Teresa, and Bono. We are vastly interconnected. Our fates are inseparable. We are here because the dream of every cell is to become two cells. In each of you are one quadrillion cells, 90 percent of which are not human cells. Your body is a community, and without those other microorganisms you would perish in hours. Each human cell has 400 billion molecules conducting millions of processes between trillions of atoms. The total cellular activity in one human body is staggering: one septillion actions at any one moment, a one with twenty-four zeros after it! In a millisecond, our body has undergone ten times more processes than there are stars in the universe exactly what Charles Darwin foretold when he said science would discover that each living creature was a "little universe formed of a host of self-propagating organisms, inconceivably minute and as numerous as the stars of heaven."<br /><br />So I have two questions for you all:<br />First can you feel your body? Stop for a moment. Feel your body. One septillion activities going on simultaneously, and your body does this so well you are free to ignore it, and wonder instead when this speech will end. <br />Second question: who is in charge of your body? Who is managing those molecules? Life is creating the conditions that are conducive to life inside<br />you, just as in all of nature. What I want you to imagine is that collectively humanity is evincing a deep innate wisdom in coming together to heal the wounds and insults of the past.<br /><br />Ralph Waldo Emerson once asked what we would do if the stars only came out once every thousand years. No one would sleep that night, of course. The world would become religious overnight. We would be ecstatic, delirious, made rapturous by the glory of God. Instead the stars come out every night, and we watch television!<br /><br />This extraordinary time when we are globally aware of each other and the multiple dangers that threaten civilization has never happened, not in a thousand years, not in ten thousand years. Each of us is as complex and beautiful as all the stars in the universe. We have done great things and we have gone way off course in terms of honoring creation.<br /><br />You are graduating to the most amazing, challenging, stupefying challenge ever bequested to any generation. The generations before you failed. They<br />didn't stay up all night. They got distracted and lost sight of the fact that life is a miracle every moment of your existence. Nature beckons you to<br />be on her side. You couldn't ask for a better boss. The most unrealistic person in the world is the cynic, not the dreamer. Hopefulness only makes sense when it doesn't make sense to be hopeful. This is your century. Take it and run as if your life depends on it.<br /><br />Paul Hawken is a renowned visionary environmental activist, author of many books, most recently "Blessed Unrest" http://www.paulhawken.com/bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-56425924297903779412009-08-30T23:49:00.000+10:002009-08-30T23:50:15.007+10:00Hoop Teacher Journey August 09<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9OTk5e-UOf6qq_4HJhonGT7mXzzIRLiJ3kjtcAF_h0QpQ0yUJf_O7_osCZCXoZmBVIJEooGYxIklbSvVcuk4GV_hP_aFjZ21fvh1jBdl257wWs5tLDqLAN3Jrgh-3vAmLrFe3P8KkZzjj/s1600-h/3870839154_263c9036cb.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9OTk5e-UOf6qq_4HJhonGT7mXzzIRLiJ3kjtcAF_h0QpQ0yUJf_O7_osCZCXoZmBVIJEooGYxIklbSvVcuk4GV_hP_aFjZ21fvh1jBdl257wWs5tLDqLAN3Jrgh-3vAmLrFe3P8KkZzjj/s320/3870839154_263c9036cb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375753764326318290" /></a>bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-4108170991498326162009-08-30T23:18:00.009+10:002009-08-31T00:04:10.998+10:00Hoopn Dentata<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQrALsnFbrpnCIlPhlpT8s_jMQvxFy0G2_TpMIy5-cwEQ1igSLgxfurcdqb7qORsdoY_f3Igc8O2QFK8PwWqwuNTqrfH8_voq3fVtvCvoFg_JsTuoebWA9KRlKCyP2mGumL-XKDqCHCc7q/s1600-h/3812523661_f8eb288950.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQrALsnFbrpnCIlPhlpT8s_jMQvxFy0G2_TpMIy5-cwEQ1igSLgxfurcdqb7qORsdoY_f3Igc8O2QFK8PwWqwuNTqrfH8_voq3fVtvCvoFg_JsTuoebWA9KRlKCyP2mGumL-XKDqCHCc7q/s320/3812523661_f8eb288950.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375753535744610786" /></a>Tonight I walked into my local Quicki-Mart rounding up a few choklat treats for dessert when somebody said from behind - "You're the hulahoop girl aren't you?" It was an interesting moment and there was a pregnant pause for sure. Part of me wanted to really disappear right then and there or at the very least be able to deny it and simply be some anonymous chick buying choklat on a Sunday night looking perhaps a tad wrecked from a hyperactive weekend of no particular description. There was no defense within me, I admitted the truth with a smile, humility and eternal gratitude for this role that I have conjured but which seems to have overtaken my life... and I got out of that Quicki-Mart back to my clifftop cave as quickly as possible! Why? Because the gaps are too few, hooping has fully consumed my all and has taken me to some pretty challenging spaces recently. You wouldn't imagine it with all the love and the light that is THE HOOP. It's fun yeh, always has been always will be. What I find most fascinating in this particular story is the formation of a pattern - this was not the not the first time I have noted the overdose factor and it seems to spin into my awareness around about the time of the teacher training weekends, which at this stage are a biannual occurrence. Is it a seasonal crescendo in the hoop schedule or is it that this is the perfect opportunity to step back and observe? A little bit of this and a whole lotta that... Bring on the witness.<br /><br />Is a name change of the name change the first step?<br /><br />Tonight I considered putting on weight. For the shape more than anything.<br /><br />My paradigms are shifting I can feel it on a cellular level.<br /><br />On the weekend I ate olives. I will admit it now. And I enjoyed them (kinda). Don't tell The Scorpion!<br /><br />Change. A self confessed Transformer / Shape Shifter. <br /><br />Some reflections on the Hoop Teacher Journey:<br /><br />We questioned - what's with this addiction to the hoop anyway?<br /><br />It's circular and so reflects life. It's versatile - you can take it anywhere. It's fun and childlike what's not to love about that. It's ability to facilitate movement - physical, emotional and energetic - and release is second to none. Well maybe dancing... but hoopdancing takes dance to another level. It's about circular and spiral dynamics.<br /><br />Spinning into a four hoop split. Naming it, activating it, feeling it, knowing it as nothing else but microcosmic bliss. Watching Jo, Asha and Julez all go there on the 4 too... just WOW. It's magickal. It's really difficult to describe the feeling of a 4 in spin. It's different to a 4 circus style. Circus hooping is beautiful, it's elegant and graceful and very controlled... but it doesn't take me to the zone I crave to be in which is about full movement, powerful propelling, a wild energy that is both explosive and contained and that allows you to just SPIN in a vortex that seems so connected to all that is. 4 splits are my new favourite. I have had my eye on them to take to the States at the end of September. Consider them packed. Now for the acquisition. WILD Kickups (thank you Blaze for putting me onto those cowboy style lifts!) or bust. <br /><br />Did I just change my tune?<br /><br />This is the problem. What happened is this - <a href="http://hooplovers.wordpress.com/">Deanne</a> dreams I am in a prison and yes I see it and feel it. I am IN THE HOOP. Locked in Love with The Hoop. There is no escape. So, the planning for this year's desert trip started around May. There was very little else but planning for the instructional video, training for the video (which thankfully included a whole lot of yoga - i.e significant respite), a bunch of hoop classes along the way, some gigs, traveling to Central Australia to shoot the video in the desert (my choice), busting some balls to make it happen, returning for a short breath before diving into editing the video ... I guess I'm up to at least 4 months of intense focus and then the final shoot this past Friday night at a seaside clifftop. The final daze were upon us but so were technical difficulties and hormonal interception, burnout, fadeout, wipeout. There was simply no energy left in me. NONE. But wait, there was no time for that because the very next day I had to get up at 5.30am to pack for the teacher training weekend down at the stunning Govinda Valley Spiritual Retreat in the National Park south of Sydney. Hm... putting the pieces together. Add to that the decision to kick a newly acquired coffee addiction (discovered in the epic mission that was the desert) and an oncoming Lady in Red moon cycle... time to download and reboot the system.<br /><br />This time there were 8 of us. The Power of 8:<br /><br />"8 is the number of POWER. It teaches us that power, in any form, cannot be maintained without BALANCE, and that balance cannot hold without ACCURATE UNDERSTANDING. 8 is associated with money, business, competition, and the incorporation of anything that is useful to it. It is widely believed that those are the principle means of gaining personal power in the world. The belief that ‘money is power’ sprang from this rather shortsighted point of view." <a href="http://creativenumerology.wordpress.com/2008/07/26/the-power-of-eight/">Creative Numerology</a><br /><br />Juie, Jo, Lisa, Mark, Satya, Danie, Asha and Me.<br /><br />It was DIVINE.<br /><br />As the firestorm that was the end of last week hurtled and hit I kept reminding myself, this weekend is going to be fun. It's going to be relaxing and amazing and beautiful and exactly what we all need. And it was.<br /><br />The level of information and energy that facilitating such a program requires is usually so overwhelming and exhausting that most times I leave with a headache. So given all previously said conditions it was not surprising that one did in fact threaten to surface for almost a full day or more but... for the first time in as long as I can remember I managed to subdue it without painkillers and simply by going to bed as early as possible, sleeping for as long as possible and waking up for some delicious yoga and meditation on the lawn in honour of the sun and my body that is my temple. Interestingly enough, half of us were also were on the moon and painkillers were being shared around. It was a weekend of movement and release. As I was stretching out my body and sitting in stillness in the morning I felt just how energetically powerful that space is. I intend on returning. There is a level of clarity and dynamism in that valley that must be soaked up and explored further. Not to mention the ampitheatre...<br /><br />7 women and one man. He anchored us all...<br /><br />Bless Mark! What an amazing spirit. His energy is just so electric and yet Zen at the same time. Capricorn / Aquarius mix. Wired for sound? Wired for ground control on the hoop. Mark interprets the circle with such a distinctly unique presence. Such a gentle spirit yet solid in his determination and focus. Awesome laugh and beautiful smile. I often find myself watching for the wonderful surprises that this hoopi has to offer. Keep us guessing Mark!<br /><br />JoJoMo - the triple horned Goddess. So beautiful! Those eyes and another noteworthy smile. I found myself following her around somewhat unconsciously if only to be within her peripheral space. I don't know what it was! Energetic? Pheremonal? Was she doing the same? She harnesses an energy that I truly admire - grounded focus and clarity. Practical and daring. That raised eyebrow, sharp wit and sparkle in the eye. Born to be a star. Thrill seeking hoop moves.<br /><br />Jewelz - meOW! WOW! Imagine your favourite cat just turned human and realised it could talk! The level of conversation often astounds me. This girl loves to engage and play and intrigue. Those random fiery curls and awesome short shorts. I always take time to admire her considered choice of rokn outfits. And that offering in our closing hoop jam! I don't think i've ever seen anything quite like it. Truly captivating. Possibly the most graceful and explorative hoopdance I have ever seen.<br /><br />Lisa - one of the three Capricorns in the house. Solid. Hilarious. Powerful teacher. Strong woman. Beautiful energy. So open to it all and then some... she took it beyond my limits, which is something that both bamboozles and yet totally intrigues. Lisa has an incredible sense of innovation with her moves and draws you in with the complexity and the magic. There are some tricks that are best watched rather than learned as I discovered today (nobody mention the Bunny tantrum OK!)<br /><br />Danie - what an awesome teacher! Total natural. Wit, style, confidence, cuteness, dramatic edge. She has got the full package. I love Danie's directness and her ability to take the challenge on if only to tick off on the elaborate to do list but oh so much more. Stand up comedy? If you are lucky. A fine example of how most Geminis are actually Taureans (sidereal note). But there's so much more beneath that surface. I am loving coming to know more of Danie. Is this a more is more situation? I think it might be. <br /><br />Asha - the hulahoop slasher? Too sweet for that kinda nastiness... Or is she? Another Capricorn. That lady is stylish. I dig her vibe. Straight to the point, stunning visage, incredible moves (around the body foot pass!), a sprite-filled spirit, hint of Sagitarrian mystique, another stunning laugh and smile, instant rapport with that girl. The connection with the 80s and museums and academia and kids. People who love teaching children win a place in my heart. It says to me their inner child is alive and happy and their outer adult is happy to guide the inner children of children themselves with the power of the hoop. But don't step on her toes OK! Shhhh!!<br /><br />Satya - another WOW. What an energy. Beautiful ink on her skin. Big heart. HOT dance moves. Lyrical body movements. Gypsy lady of the South. Aquarius / Pisces energy. Mystical. Poetic. Eyes as deep as the ocean. It's been a long time coming this connection I can feel it already but finally we have hit the page of pages in the Open Book of Opening Your Heart to the Hoop. Reveal what you care to with the knowledge that you will be heard and received with unconditional love and absolute awe of your beauty. A channelled message.<br /><br />Bunny Star - I am graceful, spicy, juicy, vibrant, intense and multidimensional.<br /><br />I am surrounded by so many incredible beings who share the same light filled passion and want to connect at that centre. In doing so we choose to overcome our sorrows and shift focus to feelings of joy. We love to dance, spin our hoops, transform energy and perception of life, dress in colourful costumes, add major sparkle to life and laugh a lot. We laughed a lot this weekend. We explored our feelings. We shared something really special that went beyond understanding how to teach and execute certain tricks or what makes a hoop business tick... we shared our unique essence and made a collective energetic shape that included circles, stars, triangles and a pear shaped fruit of the Goddess. It was and is an offering to the Greater Being that is <a href="http://telos.gaia.com/blog/2009/5/tara-ra-ra">Gaia's Harmonic Universe</a>bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-27932379387256502542009-08-20T00:11:00.006+10:002009-08-23T11:56:33.049+10:00Depth Perception<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLA9aR75dnWDVX1h7bMYa69E0QHh-aoD7kNaUG6EibwcJ1UQTw_B3XTB63ZLo7Fmf7uTpN_B0ijF15gdVel8se6d_EzXpAejxZm0wOc6ELgynAbmMEeMymATjTmGU4AEa9eK6M9wD-m5Da/s1600-h/RainbowWarriorPrincess500.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLA9aR75dnWDVX1h7bMYa69E0QHh-aoD7kNaUG6EibwcJ1UQTw_B3XTB63ZLo7Fmf7uTpN_B0ijF15gdVel8se6d_EzXpAejxZm0wOc6ELgynAbmMEeMymATjTmGU4AEa9eK6M9wD-m5Da/s320/RainbowWarriorPrincess500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371678981831401826" /></a><br />Projection versus Connection, an interesting conundrum. Isn't it amazing how different people view same situations with different eyes. I believe (and hope) we all have the ability to see from many different perspectives. To do this we must set ourselves free from our individual and collective Egos. The Mind - A martyr A master A monkey A slave. The hologram - something to view from the outside within a space of freedom and the ability to see it all ... or as much as we perceive to be the limit.<br /><br />I can project a certain image situation feeling or thought onto a white wall and it will appear clear but the moment I project it onto a person it will be difficult to see and confusing because there are too many colours and patterns intertwined. I prefer a clear image always. <br /><br />I can connect with a sentient being but I can't connect with a wall. The choice is obvious.<br /><br />This leads me to question what this word connection really means or is and why it should mean anything at all. To me it means a touching of energies or spirits which may or may not be exchanged in various forms within the self and with others although often masked as exclusively with others. Ultimately it ignites alchemical sparks which are wondrous mysterious cosmically aligned exceptional to the mundane and the reason why we even exist to ponder ourselves and life. How divine to watch creation on such a micro-energetic level and imagine how that might refract out into the expansive Universe that is. The question is, how magical do you want to make this experience?<br /><br />The thing that frustrates me about humans is we make everything so complicated when in fact its all very simple.<br /><br />Do you know how to (be) love?<br /><br />Where's the mirror?<br /><br /><br />The Brilliance That is You - a mantra<br /><br />The Brilliance That is You<br /><br />Say it to your mirror See it beyond the ego Hear it in your soul<br /><br />The Brilliance That is You<br /><br />Until you own it those clouds are gonna keep on blowing over causing all kinds of havoc with the Bling shoot extraordinaire<br /><br />That is your life<br /><br />Or is that my life?<br /><br />I get confused too many mirrors...<br /><br />Doesn't everyone live in Bling? If they don't they should. There's that word again... should hmmm<br /><br />The brilliance that is you. Know it. Work it. Own it. It's the only way. Without ego. With self love.<br /><br /><br />The Essence of Time - a delineation is required between circular and linear paradigms with depth perception as a distinguishing feature as is spiral dynamics. How much time do you have on your hands indeed. What do you carry? Can you put it down? Really put it down. Maybe take a good long look at it, identify it, wrap it up, tie a pretty bow and burn it until it is nothing but ashes to be swept and disposed of. For most people this is their body anchored in the lower chakras and weighed down by the consumption of death energy (meat), an obsession with sex and the heavy density consciousness that comes with being bound in the third dimensional material world and the consensus reality that I think therefore I am. For most people time is about A>Z. Then there are those who actively seek Days out of Time and the moments within moments within moments again that keep amplifying the BLISS that it is to be alive and shedding seasonly allowing wings to spread for some light hearted flight time.<br /><br />My heart is not heavy and I refuse to eat death. I live in the light and let the dark dissolve as I see it, usually in a pool of tears in the shower where it all gets washed away leaving me feeling refreshed and ready to connect with the Sun energy again. It bathes me back into brilliance and I am free.<br /><br />Create Your Own Reality<br /><br />Create Your Own Karma<br /><br />No one can tell you what you are or are not, what is right or wrong, who you should and shouldn't be... but you. Be careful what you tell yourself. <br /><br />Create Your Own Reality<br /><br />Create Your Own Karma<br /><br />You can keep dragging around those old heavy bags full of photo album memories that you may or may not even fully remember but complexly have a sense of ... or you can get rid of them once and for all. They serve no purpose but to remind you to go forward and don't turn back. Why let them shackle you? Why give that power to the past which is nothing but a chapter that you have already read? Or did you not read it? If it makes you feel safe and familiar then you better change the way you think because time's are changing and it's time to meet your higher self fully truthfully honestly courageously happily in the mirror that is other beings human and otherwise. An 11:11 interception. Now THAT is a beautiful thing.<br /><br />This is your destiny.<br /><br />Open your heart and breathe.<br /><br />Life is yours to enjoy.<br /><br />Much love and starz<br /><br />x0xbunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-88823718688883513422009-07-28T20:37:00.003+10:002009-07-29T09:51:44.136+10:00Post Desert Epiphany # 4<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgQYTJ4cm7g4bBxpr1V0QQZeaQtMxWYsnoWHKq8aGRGSWf3yKlQjzffwhvyji4J6dx3kB3L3WL1BgtwcgJmlqLA9CMFAvrcszhfSBtUmgDnEjWXERBmoeGaEJzWEeOK3RIeKueAeY0Qq55/s1600-h/LIGHTCONSCIOUSNESS.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgQYTJ4cm7g4bBxpr1V0QQZeaQtMxWYsnoWHKq8aGRGSWf3yKlQjzffwhvyji4J6dx3kB3L3WL1BgtwcgJmlqLA9CMFAvrcszhfSBtUmgDnEjWXERBmoeGaEJzWEeOK3RIeKueAeY0Qq55/s320/LIGHTCONSCIOUSNESS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363459382357516082" /></a><br /><br />Beauty simply IS love is not an addiction EVERYTHING is positive BLISS outweighs trauma each and every time inside the CIRCLE we stand ready to activate LIGHT CONSCIOUSNESSbunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-6725326914596543792009-07-28T20:29:00.001+10:002009-07-28T20:31:01.629+10:00Post Desert Epiphany # 3<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7YyZTdCOnk03TbfqjyBprgg4PF2umTbZWHbzDu4e68JyWSt709A8A11conMua61Nrii0M3FpRQ1wUQSbniB441QnLod5Tx0Mp7C29bLjdhODGxzw_dv1mzirW3FlENqnO2_V2bsn2OneI/s1600-h/rainbow+tree.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7YyZTdCOnk03TbfqjyBprgg4PF2umTbZWHbzDu4e68JyWSt709A8A11conMua61Nrii0M3FpRQ1wUQSbniB441QnLod5Tx0Mp7C29bLjdhODGxzw_dv1mzirW3FlENqnO2_V2bsn2OneI/s320/rainbow+tree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363456576728704818" /></a><br /><br />The Rainbow Warrior is within us allbunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-20968468674421985362009-07-28T20:20:00.003+10:002009-07-28T20:23:24.654+10:00Post Desert Epiphany # 2<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Vj3ZBCrPHuqKT2HbF9glAHFu3sU7oHP4Nsho7rD1DHJW5mkB7yqbq5EGmpCUhRpQYNFQqeWzwOD18kg0rehorfxb6vR0ZGFblo8sT47iho_WPDVhTGc4iAy_6n_se1iGhokm0wvELz0A/s1600-h/space+babes+2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Vj3ZBCrPHuqKT2HbF9glAHFu3sU7oHP4Nsho7rD1DHJW5mkB7yqbq5EGmpCUhRpQYNFQqeWzwOD18kg0rehorfxb6vR0ZGFblo8sT47iho_WPDVhTGc4iAy_6n_se1iGhokm0wvELz0A/s320/space+babes+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363454521084059874" /></a><br /><br />Space babes need SPACEbunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-66201598280690379432009-07-28T19:04:00.004+10:002009-07-28T20:04:25.960+10:00Post Desert Epiphany # 1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9UxG_jGbto4QvwcNH7EGmElhOHkm8Fx7mI4bgkK7CDZlrYBH-7J1hQx4pnGgbees8iyPF8jU8nL2j0j4KlJd0u6cCSweDL8SlEAbK7HpnUM4Hi_xqt9aNP6cP9jKgc3eoMAZClXYCQaJ5/s1600-h/space+babes.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9UxG_jGbto4QvwcNH7EGmElhOHkm8Fx7mI4bgkK7CDZlrYBH-7J1hQx4pnGgbees8iyPF8jU8nL2j0j4KlJd0u6cCSweDL8SlEAbK7HpnUM4Hi_xqt9aNP6cP9jKgc3eoMAZClXYCQaJ5/s320/space+babes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363449689912776226" /></a><br /><br /><br />The desert the des(s)ert the lushness that IS the centre of this country the centre of the circle the intensity the breath THE STARZ that are so abundant out there where few dare to tread the sand and mounds of rock the NRG colour vibrant red yellow white light to dark night skies so beautiful more entrancing than life itself the shooting stars and winding galactic view im inluv with it all even the dark especially as it sets off the light lets the starz shine through winds me up to catapult through space hurtling bracing for bone breaking crash only to safely roll but crash all the same after the jetpacked tumble and twist thankfully after but it had to happen for what are we if not fault lined humans ready to crack at any moment like the earth holding it together until the pressure becomes just too much and surrender is the only option with a realisation that as we gaze upon the shattered mirror slash hologram that we collectively are we are nothing without each other except the illusion of what we wear to conceal universal essence. i choose bling.bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-23202913995981038172009-06-16T16:39:00.035+10:002009-06-17T14:41:25.470+10:00Wrapping it UP with LOVE from StarLand<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/3606952672/" title="bunwahcatstar by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3241/3606952672_bc240b0542_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="bunwahcatstar" /></a><br /><br />WINTER is here in Sydney. It's COLD! There was a day when I thought it was going to snow... in Sydney. THAT will be the day when we know the Earth does shake. In the meantime I am driving around bubble wrapping the leaks in the spaceship, trying to find a gap to send it into the intergalactic mechanic, finishing up Term 2 classes, moving out of StarLand, trying not to freak out about impending wisdom tooth extraction (anchoring into the now and warrior-esque fearlessness) and preparing for the desert...<br /><br />GYPSYDOM - I'm looking for a studio space to work / live in... I mostly work so that's the focus... one just appeared! As in RIGHT NOW. In Darlo. Perfect. It's available tomoro. I want it. The view on the horizon broadens as I notice and acknowledge a stirring in the soul which adjusts the pre-perceived view of the hologram. Never let your head tell you how it <span style="font-weight:bold;">IS</span> until you've checked in with your cellular and soul-powered intelligence - it will keep you spinning in circles rather than spiraling through the hologram... Cut to yoga class yesterday - rolling the head from side to side then spiraling it back to centre > now there's an analogy.<br /><br />YOGA - every day for 14 days ... on day 3 today ... then a week's break for surgery ... then every day for the following 14 days ... then the desert. Yoga just gets better every time. This morning I woke up at 6, had a 15 minute sleep in, slipped into my gear, ran through the rain in the dark along the clifftops and bounced into class. There is something quite incredible about pre-sunrise yoga. As in, <span style="font-weight:bold;">really</span>! I have to recommend it. In the past before my being was programmed to WANT it, which you need to get there... all I could think about when waking up at that time was need more sleep. Probably had a food / alcohol hangover too - i.e heavy density. Now that my entire being knows that blissful experience, it craves it - change script to can't wait to experience that feeling. Ditch the hangover, lighten the food, bed earlier to make sure it happens. Life changing. Life affirming. Calming. Bliss.<br /><br />MEDITATION - Day 6: shooting stars behind my eyes + purple balls of light; Day 7 - purple + yellow balls of light<br /><br />DIET - mostly raw (probably about 90%). Juices + smoothies + salads. Steamed vegetables. As much <a href="http://www.dolesuperfoods.com/(S(12hqeljmqjec0pfec4hrd455))/SubCatDetails.aspx?SubCatId=76">brocoli</a> as possible - juiced, steamed, souped bring it on! Any <a href="http://www.NaturalNews.com/025313_food_superfoods_health.html">superfoods</a> that come my way are more than welcome... as is seaweed. I'm learning not to be so extreme in most areas of life and food is one of them, so is alcohol. The reality is when you clean up your diet and eat healthily, you can't partake in any more than the body can tolerate right in that moment because the whole bio-energetic system just becomes so sensitive. Having said that, there's nothing quite like a really beautiful glass of good quality rouge on a cold winter's night. I find it weird how alcohol and other drugs are seen as the big baddies in the world of gastronomic / mental badness, which in essence they are... but i'm going to slide another prime villain up the list here - SUGAR! My biggest downfall used to be chocolate - but since discovering <a href="http://www.raw-chocolate.net/">Loving Earth</a> chocolate which has Agave Syrup in it instead of sugar and a few other awesome ingredients like raw cacao, goji's, activated almonds and total yumness ... my attitude to the world of chocolate has changed. There really are so many different levels of quality with chocolate and the other delicacies we choose to treat ourselves with in life - some of it in small gourmet portions is really good for you! At an occasional 3 glass limit (that's a wild night these days... more like 1-2)... it feels really under control. I drink maybe once a fortnight, altho with all that is on right now I don't have the time, inclination or energy to really go there unless it seems festively appropriate...<br /><br />STARLAND - What a magickal place that IS. I went there with the intention to retreat from the city, work creatively and freely, transform my cellular intelligence and simply be in a space to BE. So many beautiful people shared StarLandia and, as Summer passed, the opportunity to explore solitude appeared which I now crave more than ever. It's important to spend time alone, particularly if you are in a relationship or used to being around so many people. When you do, dark caves appear dotted with staligtites of consciousness from which to peer through. They show you life on the inside - reflections of what exists in the outer world... a space that is usually congested with activity and people. I went to StarLand to write, with the initial focus being my book. I left with a script for an instructional DVD... which for the most part was not written on the southerly shores but in North Sydney - a gust of inspiration perhaps? I think in a lot of ways I went to StarLand to let go - I feel like I have accomplished that. What is simply IS and all I can do is shape-shift around this and make my influence felt where appropriate and of compliment to all else.<br /><br />'"DROPPING YOUR STORY LINE" is, first, a way to notice the suffering that has come with attachment to your story about what has happened and what is going to happen. Then, through what Buddhists call, "skilful means", it is possible to learn how to drop your story line from the past and future, to let go of the constricting identity of yourself as "the sufferer", and to come into the freedom of the present moment. Through dropping the story line you may discover a surprising freedom. As one Buddhist teacher puts it, "We take things very personally. The more tightly we hold self, the more problem. No self, well... no problem! Though Buddhist communities have their problems, because they have contemplative methods for observing and releasing the suffering that comes with certain stories, they have much to teach Christian communities about how to metabolise both personal and communal conflict." <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=k5MR1vnGt0UC">Gordon Peerman, 'Blessed Relief'</a><br /><br />NUMBER 5 aka The Precise Execution and Successful Completion of Intricate Plans aka THE FIFTH HOOP = SPIRIT... A hoop that came from a medicinal meditation - a creative space in which to loosen up and explore colour, craft, shape, pattern, repetition, creativity, contemplation, newness, calmness, complexity and divine beauty as a result. It has inspired much more than the art of making hoops and the ability to create something of significant size and detail - I am seeing costumes for the desert... <br /><br />THE DESERT - a breath before proceeding. ALWAYS a drawcard! What is it about deserts? The blank canvas cosmo-sphere... the emptiness and yet fullness... a place where spirits live and dream... for us here in Australia - the centre of our circle. It's my favourite place on this planet - the Australian desert. It's red, it's intense, magickal, powerful and truly breathtaking - it feels like my home.bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-31711638755214999962009-06-16T16:01:00.012+10:002009-06-16T16:37:27.937+10:00The World of the Fifth Hoop<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi7aTwFSADnT4CxGJbDYVAxCFEkl3IYa1Uv8IHtm82Dei7hbMYt0eBAYUWN2RrJgLwzwYZnjRhX9I_G1vHy1hYHAreYDhM__O1XCt4pjLddk-J5JJ14JIaKHv7xR1FbPErKXgAm63AsTWO/s1600-h/P_World-of-the-Fifth-Hoop_5.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 173px; height: 223px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi7aTwFSADnT4CxGJbDYVAxCFEkl3IYa1Uv8IHtm82Dei7hbMYt0eBAYUWN2RrJgLwzwYZnjRhX9I_G1vHy1hYHAreYDhM__O1XCt4pjLddk-J5JJ14JIaKHv7xR1FbPErKXgAm63AsTWO/s320/P_World-of-the-Fifth-Hoop_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347808976476997138" /></a><br /><br />It is believed that we are moving into a new dimension, time, age, reality. Many talk of the 5th Dimension as part of the Earth's Ascension and the raising of human consciousness with 11:11 and 2011 being two prominent elements of the current experience . Then there's the circularity of time, the precession of the equinoxes, the Age of Aquarius, the Sidereal calendar, the option to view life through a non-linear filter and instead understand depth perception right here in the now. Awakened presence. Then there's the 5th Hoop...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">The Four Sacred Stone Tablets - Hopi & Tibetan Prophecy<br />An Address by Larry Merculieff to the Aleut Elders in Alaska<br />2005 05 02</span><br /><br />"They say that moving into this time, of the World of the 5th Hoop, is a time when all the four sacred powers are going to be reconnected. They are the red-white-black-yellow... <br /><br />The Hopi word for love is the Tibetan word for hate. And the Tibetan word for love is the Hopi word for hate. The same word, but exactly opposite meanings. They say that this is necessary to help keep the balance of Mother Earth... <br /><br />We will awaken our Spirits again. When that happens, things will be revealed of the old wisdoms. Things that have been forgotten for a long time are going to be brought back – art, music, song, dance, storytelling, spiritual wisdom, knowledge - and the wisdom of how to work with Mother Earth will all be restored...<br /><br />The signs of this time of healing, that is to start, are: • When the children bring back the Spirit, to the village. • When the young start speaking with the wisdom of the elders. • When the leadership energies start shifting to the feminine side. • When this hoop of the 100 eagle feathers gets completed. And when the White Bison shows up. These are all the signs of the movement - from the Fourth to the Fifth Hoop... <br /><br />The world, for the last 4,000 or so years, has been stuck in the male energy side. The male energy is thinking from the brain. It is a management from the top down. It is more aggressive. It does not use intuition or feelings from the heart. It is a different kind of energy. It is not a bad energy. It is just different, than the female energy. Female energy is healing, nurturing, loving, caring, touching, sharing and that the world spiritual leaders know, now, that these energies have been male and now have shifted to the female side... <br /><br />If we have fears, we are projecting them into the future - into a future time, that does not even exist. If we have guilt, we are living in the past, for the past things we did. We are not living now. All the spiritual keepers of all groups in the world - be they Buddhists, be they Islamic, be it part Red Pack, be it medicine pack, you name it - say (that) the only way to find the power that has been given to us from the Creator, is to be here, now - not to escape...<br /><br />The spiritual keepers also say that the first step towards healing yourself, before you can heal others or help heal others, is to love that which we may hate or who may hate me. We may hate ourselves. We may hate an organization. We may hate the people from outside who have interfered. We may hate somebody. The first step towards this healing is to stop the hate and turn it into love and it will transform everything. This spiritual sickness that we have is going to move now. It is going to change. There are some predictions in the sacred stone tablets, among the wisdom-keepers, about what is going to happen, here in this World of the Fifth Hoop. <br /><br />Not only are we going to have this healing, but the Earth Mother is going to shake in a way that it has never shook before. It is going to move in a way it has never done before. There is going to be a lot of fear because of this and the wisdom keepers want me to convey that, when this happens, we should not be afraid. Because what is happening is that the Earth Mother is trying to help us remove the stuff that we have stuck in our bodies - inherited from the spiritual sickness of generations and generations out. And one of the ways that we do that is to scare the life out of us. This is why there is going to be time for healers. Healers are being called from all over. Women are now taking their place as the original healers around the world and some of the strongest original healers are starting here in Alaska. Not only (will there be) the shift to the feminine side of leadership, but the women are going to start taking their place as healers. I think this is an exciting time.<br /><br />What is wrong is we were looking outside, for feeding for a hunger inside - a hunger that we did not understand - and that hunger is the hunger of the Spirit. When we have addictions, it is a hunger, to fill the Spirit. It is like a big stomach, inside you, that wants to feed all of the time and no matter how much we feed it, with these addictions, (it) is never enough. And it just goes down and down and we get so depressed that, we feel we cannot get out of it. At that point, you die either physically or your die spiritually. Hopefully, many people will not have to go through that. So, that is the message that I have brought to you. This is a message of hope - a message of good wisdom. Remember, our cultures are not lost. The wisdom of it is already here, with us. We just do not know it yet, because we are spiritually sleeping."<br /><br /><a href="http://www.redicecreations.com/specialreports/2005/05may/4sacredstonetablets.html">http://www.redicecreations.com/specialreports/2005/05may/4sacredstonetablets.html</a>bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-80617669946839324032009-05-10T20:32:00.007+10:002009-05-14T22:56:12.849+10:00Day 30 StreamLove to all living creatures on this planet!<br />Pluto square Pluto Moon 1st / 2nd houses<br />Self identity and personal values <br />Shared values versus different pathways<br />Direct communication + compassion<br />Compassion <br />Self Love<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lqRf4e-bEvM&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lqRf4e-bEvM&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Compassionate Eating<br />For animals, planet and person<br />Critical Mass of the Number of Vegetarians Reached<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bog71Q_YwTs&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bog71Q_YwTs&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Alignment with like-minded peeps<br />Lovers of life<br />HOOP LOVERS<br />Lovers of love<br />LOVE!<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vbLwaiVzSEI&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vbLwaiVzSEI&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Playing <br />Laughing<br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XOCc3Pzrq_s&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XOCc3Pzrq_s&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />LIVING<br />Dreaming<br />Dancing<br />Spinning<br />LIFE<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BoWV8evnmZQ&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BoWV8evnmZQ&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Namastebunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-12905568715914608022009-04-28T09:04:00.011+10:002009-04-29T20:21:14.000+10:00Dreamz<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/30254382/" title="lash2 by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/23/30254382_91488e0d21_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="lash2" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Monday</span><br />In Melbourne(ish) at an event where i meet a group of new peeps a funky crew maybe i am in that back alleyway next to my nanna's house that i have visited many times in my dreams. the crew are kinda funky kinda feral in a gypsy free spirit saj way. we are at a swimming carnival where i leap into the water and swim super fast win the race jump out back with the crew. they are wondering where they are going to go to next so i suggest they come and live with me at starland. after suggesting it i realise i have just filled up my house w people i barely know at which point it occurs to me that we are all aligned creatively so its all good. one in particular is very HOT. drawcard...<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Tuesday</span><br />At hoopcamp hooping it with safire trying to find the right hoops realising that i have given away or sold some of my favourite hoops running around trying to find the right ones as i wanna hoop with her! head upstairs where everyone is staying we are in the desert in a forest on a journey lotsa people. a guy is in the bedroom where my hoops are so i sneak in grab the hoops and run via a rendezvous in the bed with him! he seems confused by my hit and run manner. no time to lose. wake up to email from hoop camp heather... this happened last year. the signs are all there!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Wednesday</span><br />In San Francisco with Deanne and Christabel. Christabel is driving Deanne and I around enroute to Hoop Camp. I'm aware of how odd the Australian accent sounds in America. We stop off at a gathering in a park. Pass a diner on the way where people are eating dodgy food. Exit quickly. Walk over to the circle of people in the park where Christabel is filming the event as a favour to a friend and a creative chill space of her own. A tiger crawls up next to me and playfully bites my arm. I shake it off but think it's cute all the same. Christabel mentions that I should be cautious because such "playfulness" usually means it wants to eat me and it will chase me if I don't be careful. I run off to a building and close the door knowing the tiger is after me. I hold the door tight but the tiger is intent on getting in and pushes hard against the door. I wake up.bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-13227354585770980482009-04-24T19:20:00.002+10:002009-04-27T10:59:58.652+10:00Hoop Invasion @ Customs House<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OyM9csmXoxY&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OyM9csmXoxY&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />Featuring BunnyHoopStar and <a href="http://www.hooplovers.com">DD Hoop Love</a>bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-50395031080545892692009-04-23T14:33:00.001+10:002009-04-23T15:24:41.389+10:005 RULES OF LIFE<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/6307485/" title="deity by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/6307485_bf50f505e6.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="deity" /></a><br /><br />1. Take full responsiblity for your own happiness<br />2. Tame the mind<br />3. Chase happy + positive thoughts until you walk with them hand in hand<br />4. Treat others with the love kindness and compassion that you would your own child<br />5. Enjoy every day in the moment in the nowbunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-71602373998628594522009-04-19T21:36:00.001+10:002009-04-27T10:59:30.914+10:00Streams of Dreams and Storms<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/3437452366/" title="distantstorm.jpg by bunwahstar, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3362/3437452366_d29cb13440.jpg" width="480" height="319" alt="distantstorm.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Anticipation is building, a crescendo and a storm. The waves in StarLand are big as the rain continues to blow in and out with random cameos from the sun. It's cleansing and helps inform my dreams of the wildness that hangs out in the subconscious. A skip through time as the slide kicks in with a progressed Sun Mercury on IC (past life) and progressed Moon in preparation to cruise over the Ascendant (new life). Fascinating to watch who blows in and out and with what kinda karma in attendance. Ekhart reminds that the awakening is not in 2012 or any other arbitrary or allocated time but in the realisation that the NOW is the only time that counts. Full presence required. More hoopies keep appearing! I love those moments in class when we complete the standing forward bend in warmup by coming upright and a hoopie appears out of nowhere. Hooping magick blows me away every time. I wonder what will fill my dreams tonight. A nightflight to venus is due! Pre-dream programming required.bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5396057035011621640.post-29384270002823563742009-04-19T19:56:00.000+10:002009-04-19T23:28:49.625+10:00Colour Creates Light Love and Joy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8g_QcYXuqne04gxbC78iVjPaXsc8YbVRNAToLbdOR60JJQ0h05ENdlWrGUxaz68D0xiYx7M38tGxv67bI0cW4Ygbt1P8rxWmlRmY_SZNUhbPcPpbKWozs3IqXeFprN0cWsr8QWr17BxeR/s1600-h/3432724977_c29dd41bd3.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8g_QcYXuqne04gxbC78iVjPaXsc8YbVRNAToLbdOR60JJQ0h05ENdlWrGUxaz68D0xiYx7M38tGxv67bI0cW4Ygbt1P8rxWmlRmY_SZNUhbPcPpbKWozs3IqXeFprN0cWsr8QWr17BxeR/s320/3432724977_c29dd41bd3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326376209256920946" /></a> It was a funny old Autumn day last Saturday in Sydney - the skies were grey but the mood was bright and my wardrobe was all about pink. I packed a bag in StarLand the day before in preparation for the <a href="http://www.myspace.com/colourparade">Colour Parade</a> with the usual time keeper tapping on one shoulder and the fashion police prodding the other. The intuitive wand said step beyond what's passed before which meant a few favourites and some random bits of yet to be tested bling. Mental note - don't leave home without safety pins ever again! They are essential items that keep such randomness together.<br /><br />So as I threw on the ensemble of cosmic choice, I battled with the idea of taking <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunwahstar/sets/72157616726232482/">Tina</a> out for yet another ride. She had been doing the rounds lately and to be honest, as much as I love Party Tina, we had been spending WAY too much time together already and just the smell of her was making me... twitch. But the Scorpion insisted, despite my protests in favour of the turban (wrong shade of pink apparently) so I succumbed to the pressure with the knowing that Tina did indeed take me to another dimension and dabbed on a little extra essential oil. <br /><br />The Scorpion and I set out on our pre-parade route - a hoop video driveby to Chatswood, parking mission in the city, stop-in @ the supermarket for safety pins and oops forgot Day 28 equipment - PriceLine to the rescue. Both of us NEEDED those safety pins and we were counting on the Colour Kids to be fashionably late like they are to install the pins into THE LOOK but as we made our way to Town Hall half an hour or more past the designated hour I saw a flash of the Colour moving and then they were gone. We powered faster up George Street with hoops and camera equipment ready to go... we were so on the mission to make it - the outfits would just have to behave! A guy with long hair and big camera ran past us shouting out the lowdown - The Parade had begun and was snaking through the QVB spraying colour and good vibes throughout. My dress needed pinning! but time had slid... into the spiral. Rok ON.<br /><br />As we broke on into the parade mid QVB I was hit with an awe that doesn't come by all that often in life. The Colour Kids were in full swing and in finer form than ever before. The ability to outdo the self within a collective has been mastered over and over again by the Colour babes. The way they continue to re-invent with character-fuelled outfits, makeup, props, positive vibes and joyful presence all in the name of Colour and the Celebration of Life is such a special experience to witness and be part of. It's pure love and creativity at its best. It's like 1969 distilled and put into a bottle... with a little something special at the bottom. Put that into your Party Tina Survival Kit. <br /><br />"Evolve Already" sprung out amidst it all on a placard. Casi(O) in his white wedding dress and matching balloon sashaying through the streets. Anto DONE like never before - that makeup! always a masterpiece, video camera firmly in hand. Alex Moonage with her wizard like presence waving the signature giant flower, a bouquet this time. Matt Glowman skating up a storm with a jetpack of balloons attached to his back. The Hare Krishna chinging along and chanting away - a new favourite. The whistles, the whoots, the skipping through Martin place, COLOUR driveby of Myer's makeup department (um turn around Colour Kids you are going the WRONG way!) and a lovely interlude @ the Museum of Contemporary Art for a viewing of <a href="http://www.mca.com.au/default.asp?page_id=10&content_id=4737">Yayoi Kusama</a>. That's when THAT BOY that I keep seeing popped up in all his very own Pinkness... Regrette... there are none.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Fw8Wl9Hq8nDxXMFp_0oherNsF4rIUe_rpsRErTpa1AQPI9jV415svtXRHYRYt-sZuqCVd-nvGQyFySscubfyaJGPNjgbBJMlhh8bEZ6HqiH9ngSHNOYt-KaU3E-eR6SRsRZkRmVAHd1l/s1600-h/3433413779_ec054843c5.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Fw8Wl9Hq8nDxXMFp_0oherNsF4rIUe_rpsRErTpa1AQPI9jV415svtXRHYRYt-sZuqCVd-nvGQyFySscubfyaJGPNjgbBJMlhh8bEZ6HqiH9ngSHNOYt-KaU3E-eR6SRsRZkRmVAHd1l/s320/3433413779_ec054843c5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326355771846996978" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAwTsWL-dNxvjY6vZx-yPjIs7u_waOXRMOVykl4GKJyXtVHBbFw5nd-44XW3JXkUMS26orOR0SSKZyVUTKqN63avVivZa0mLPVezZ72olSQuhS3u482nsOLZ63lYyAuRl3hjcdcbzxg2lA/s1600-h/3433565334_b8f603d7f9.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAwTsWL-dNxvjY6vZx-yPjIs7u_waOXRMOVykl4GKJyXtVHBbFw5nd-44XW3JXkUMS26orOR0SSKZyVUTKqN63avVivZa0mLPVezZ72olSQuhS3u482nsOLZ63lYyAuRl3hjcdcbzxg2lA/s320/3433565334_b8f603d7f9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326356865828087826" /></a><br />It was all too much... I had to leave Yayoi for another day as the hoops were calling and my flow was ON so the spin went well into a vortex all of its own while the Colour crew lapped up the art. <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/talen/sets/72157616647004940/">More awesome pix by Talen</a><br /><br />The Scorpion and I were called back to StarLand on ethereal business - we left the Colour Kids to continue their jaunt in the Botanic Gardens feeling blessed to have been part of such beauty. The inspiration and joy that flowed that day I will remember foreva - thank you to the Colour Parade for creating such a living work of art!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.myspace.com/electricillusions">The Carnival of Electric Illusions </a>club night, hosted by the Colour Kids, is on this coming Saturday 25th April @ The Abercrombie on Broadway - check it out!bunnyhoopstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06770067636730331885noreply@blogger.com0