Can you hear the colors...?

Tonight we spoke of Synesthesia, a power some people possess that enables them to detect stimulation with multiple sensation.

Imagine... Seeing a melody, tasting poetry, feeling a painting. 

This seems, to me, to be an evolutionary development in which we are able to expand our experience of this life and absorb more of this existence. 

Play with it a bit. Let your imagination create for you a world full of dancing colors, scented words, and melodic kisses. It turns up the volume and increases the juicy delight that is life. 

~see. hear. smell. taste. touch~

Aunti who has AIDS

"Shoots, if I looked any better, people would start to WISH they had what I had." These were the first words I heard come sassing out of her mouth. She speaks with an attitude and brings attention to every word. Her body is light and strong. She speaks a thousand miles an hour and her stories take you around the world and back in time. She hops all over the place, each detail containing a story within itself. Each story holding a flood of emotion. She laughs and cries and carries on. 

She has AIDS. Actually, at this time she is HIV positive. AIDS is when your T-cell count is under 200 and at this moment this courageous woman flies high with a 600 count. She was diagnosed with this condition a year ago. In that year, and in all her years, my new Aunti has been through hell and back. 

Her ability to speak about the experience of carrying AIDS demands respect and empathy. She is proud to share her story now. It took one year of intense healing in both the body and the heart. Now she is ready to share her journey. 

It's all G!

And he told me I had done alright and kissed me till the morning light...

We are but what we are to others. Or are we of ourselves? I wish to be me. Simple and free. And also aim to share my soul with those who dare to care.  How I present myself is a reflection of another. For we are all eachother. As with a lover, when our beauty and sexuality illuminates from within, giving off a glow that answers the constant quandary of life.  So though we may remain strong in our ways and hold true to our deepest self, it is how we be to those we love that truly defines us. They say action speaks stronger than words. Both are a mighty force. May I love each one that crosses my path, making space for exploring the depth that is the spirit.