I love every song I’ve encountered by Nahko and Medicine for the people, but I recently discovered these two and I’m even more in love!! Enjoy~
Other good songs by them:
Black as Night
Wash it Away
I love every song I’ve encountered by Nahko and Medicine for the people, but I recently discovered these two and I’m even more in love!! Enjoy~
Other good songs by them:
Black as Night
Wash it Away
I’m not claiming to be an expert or to even have a solid solution. I understand the anger, I understand the fear.. the feelings of betrayal, feelings of oppression, loss, disbelief, and powerlessness. However, I do not think more brutality is the answer. Never have, never will. There’s nothing that will convince me that we should go and bomb other countries and possibly take more innocent lives in order to stop one group of terrorists. We need to find a new strategy. I feel that the ones in charge who say we must stop ISIS by showing them we are stronger through force and violence feel pressured to take such actions, and maybe they don’t realize the absurdity of this idea.
Many people are angry right now about the attacks in Paris. Believe me, I am too. I am angry about all of the animosity and anguish that continues to happen in every country.. Benghazi, Lebanon, Syria, etc. However, I do not believe we send the message of “strength” when we retaliate with even more violence than the original attacks. One may say it will only get worse if we don’t go to extremes and take them out by killing them. I would argue that maybe we should try another approach. They’ve apparently already figured out the mastermind behind the terrorism, so bring him and his team to justice the way any murderer is brought to justice. Leave innocent civilians alone. Don’t bomb their home. Don’t make them live in fear. Do not take more lives that should not be taken and do not put more people in misery.
Yes, the victims deserve justice. But do you think more bloodshed and disorder is what they want? Think about it. Do you think that during the madness that went on November 13th, the victims were thinking about how much hate they had for the barbarians that were responsible? I can’t say for certain but I do not think that is so. They were afraid that they’re life was over, and this story of one survivor from the attacks in Paris leads me to believe their thoughts were shifted toward love:
“you never think it will happen to you. It was just a friday night at a rock show. the atmosphere was so happy and everyone was dancing and smiling. and then when the men came through the front entrance and began the shooting, we naiively believed it was all part of the show. It wasn’t just a terrorist attack, it was a massacre. Dozens of people were shot right infront of me. Pools of blood filled the floor. Cries of grown men who held their girlfriends dead bodies pierced the small music venue. Futures demolished, families heartbroken. in an instant. Shocked and alone, I pretended to be dead for over an hour, lying among people who could see their loved ones motionless.. Holding my breath, trying to not move, not cry – not giving those men the fear they longed to see. I was incredibly lucky to survive. But so many didn’t. The people who had been there for the exact same reasons as I – to have a fun friday night were innocent. This world is cruel. And acts like this are suppose to highlight the depravity of humans and the images of those men circuling us like vultures will haunt me for the rest of my life. The way they meticoulsy aimed at shot people around the standing area i was in the centre of without any consideration for human life. It didn’t feel real. i expected any moment for someone to say it was just a nightmare. But being a survivor of this horror lets me able to shed light on the heroes. To the man who reassured me and put his life on line to try and cover my brain whilst i whimpered, to the couple whose last words of love kept me believing the good in the world, to the police who succeded in rescuing hundreds of people, to the complete strangers who picked me up from the road and consoled me during the 45 minutes I truly believed the boy i loved was dead, to the injured man who i had mistaken for him and then on my recognition that he was not Amaury, held me and told me everything was going to be fine despite being all alone and scared himself, to the woman who opened her doors to the survivors, to the friend who offered me shelter and went out to buy new clothes so i wouldnt have to wear this blood stained top, to all of you who have sent caring messages of support – you make me believe this world has the potential to be better. to never let this happen again. but most of this is to the 80 people who were murdered inside that venue, who weren’t as lucky, who didnt get to wake up today and to all the pain that their friends and families are going through. I am so sorry. There’s nothing that will fix the pain. I feel priviledged to be there for their last breaths. And truly beliving that I would join them, I promise that their last thoughts were not on the animals who caused all this. It was thinking of the people they loved. As i lay down in the blood of strangers and waiting for my bullet to end my mere 22 years, I envisioned every face that I have ever loved and whispered I love you. over and over again. reflecting on the highlights of my life. Wishing that those i love knew just how much, wishing that they knew that no matter what happened to me, to keep belieivng in the good in people. to not let those men win. Last night, the lives of many were forever changed and it is up to us to be better people. to live lives that the innocent victims of this tragedy dreamt about but sadly will now never be able to fulfil. RIP angels. You will never be forgotten.” -Isobel B.
I cannot say all the victims felt this way, but if you look back at other tragedies, like the recent riots in Ferguson for example.. what did the parents of Michael Brown want? They wanted justice, yes.. but they were also calling for peace. They did not want the violence. They were hurting over their loss, but they did not partake in rioting, they wanted peace and calm.
It should be alarming that people are so quick to make the decision to take another person’s life. Without batting an eye they say that we need to worry about ourselves and kill anyone who threatens our territory. Killing is not the answer, it never will be. Too many people are using this tragedy as a justification and solidification of their violent tendencies. It’s selfish, and that’s all there is to it.
When you’re about to die, do you really believe you’re going to start thinking of all the things you hate, or about everything you could have done differently? Or will you think about your loved ones, and reflect on the life you were fortunate to have. People are known to be irrational thinkers when they’re angry or afraid. If you stop and think about our very being, you will understand there is more good than bad. Given the option, most would choose love over hate, as love transcends and hate does not. We are going nowhere if we choose to continue the cycle of hate. But we can move mountains if we could just learn to love.
This may seem weak, this belief that love can overpower hate. But look at all the accomplishments that have been made when we decided to look past our differences, and to give the alternative a try. We’ve come so far through love but we will only continue the deadly, terror cycle that dominates this planet if we choose to react the way we always have. It’s time to raise awareness, in a positive way. It’s time to let go of the past and think about which path leads to a brighter future. It’s time to wake up.
Now you may be thinking that all sounds fine and dandy but it’s not realistic. It is, and here’s how you can help. Donate to charities that respond to such traumatic events, and natural disasters. Show your support but don’t be selfish. A simple facebook status or profile picture is most likely not going to change anything, it’s merely there to display your ‘awareness’ of what’s going on, and that you are doing what feels right when tragedy strikes. Spread love through simple acts of kindness. Be there for someone. Hug your loved ones extra tight so they know how much they are loved and appreciated. Go out of your way to make someone’s day a little better. You have the power to change the world, all you have to do is start.
When it comes to love, none of us know what we are doing. That is a fact. I don’t claim to be an expert either, but we all have our philosophies we like to live by. Everywhere we look we are surrounded by messages of love- some not as apparent as others, but the message is still there. So why is it so hard to love? Shouldn’t that be the one thing in life that comes naturally? The one thing in life that’s easy?
I think we’ve all learned one way or another- most likely the hard way, that love is something that holds tremendous power over us all. We all know that losing someone dear to our hearts is one of the toughest pain to endure- whether it is a break-up, or the death of a close friend or family member. Yet we still can’t quite get it right when we are lucky enough to be given “second chances.” Most of us love ourselves unconditionally, so why is it so hard to extend that love to another human being? We are able to easily speak the words “I love you,” but I don’t think any of us really have a clue as to what we are actually saying.
Surprisingly, I made it back to Michigan around 1am this morning. I say “surprisingly” because 1) I was so ready to quit reality and stay in Colorado, and 2) we had a crazy storm last night that made flying a bit intense. It was pretty cool though. Flying at night is so much better. Especially seeing the sunset from up above, it is so peaceful. When looking out one side of windows on the plane, the sky was a deep blue atop a burnt orange, with an all black landscape. Looking out the opposite side, it was pitch black but when you looked down, you could see all the cities lit up. It was beautiful!
I met some cool people at the airport and on the plane as well. It was nice because we were all going back home to the same city, so it was cool to get to know some people I may run into at some point. The last half hour of the flight was crazy. We drove right into the storm, and all you could see was darkness, then when the lightning struck- you saw the giant cloud we were driving through, and the red and green flashing lights on the wings of the plane. It was like being on a high speed rollercoaster ride at some horror-themed amusement park. The turbulence was so bad at one point that there was a loud BANG, and the whole plane tilted. I thought we were going down that time, everyone on the plane screamed and held on for dear life. We continued to blaze through the stomach-dropping clouds and the lightning, and finally busted out into clear skies and landed safely. The drive home was another story- just as intense.
I had a great experience on my trip, it was something I really needed. I was feeling pretty down for multiple reasons before I left.. but hiking through the mountains and simply just being away from everyone and everything, in an unfamiliar place was an absolute necessity. Being away helped me to realize what I find most important. Rather than over-thinking and complicating things, I was able to just feel. What I felt is what I decided is important to me. I learned where my mind wanders when I gave it a rest from over-analyzing every situation. I learned a lot about myself, and others.
I accomplished most of the things I had hoped to accomplish on my lustful itch for a “roadtrip.” I became friends with strangers. I learned someone’s story. I had meaningful conversations. I was spontaneous. I maintained a healthy diet. I did what I wanted for once, by myself, and that felt great. Overall, it was an amazing trip and I can’t wait to go back! Oh, and I have to mention the friends I stayed with were the best! Their hospitality was great. They took such good care of me- making dinner, providing alcohol, driving through crazy backed-up six lane traffic to get me to the airport.. and I would be so happy to return the favor for them one day. They will be receiving a gift in the mail very shortly for being so amazing 🙂
Until we meet again, Love to all ❤
And now…. the moment you’ve all been waiting for! Jk. I wasn’t really going to post much about this trip since things backfired and I had to come up with a new plan, but I am SUPER excited now, so a few posts won’t hurt.
A few months ago I was posting about a roadtrip I would be taking this month out west with a friend. We had a whole route planned and I was starting to ‘roughly’ plan some things I wanted to see/do. Well my friend backed out, which I sort of assumed would happen, so here I am living out the trip by myself. Oh well. I was pretty bummed at first but, life happens and you just gotta accept it and move on.
So, the long.. amazing.. super awesome roadtrip has been postponed. Instead, I have decided to take a flight to Colorado and visit a friend for a little over a week. I have never flown before, so this is still an exciting new experience in itself. I have also never been to Colorado, or out west in general. I am pumped. 6 hours until I have to wake up and drive to the airport. 10 hours until I board my flight. 13 hours until I arrive in Denver where I will meet my friend whom I haven’t seen in three years, and 14-15 hours until we arrive at her place in the springs! They have a BBQ planned for tomorrow night. Good people, drinks, and food in the mountains. Now that’s a great way to start a vacation 🙂
Next post will be from Colorado!!!!
(oh and shout out to my awesome dad for waking up at 2:30 am with me and driving me to the airport!!! 😀 )
This is the story of a girl, who once belonged to the world. Until one day, she was deceived. Consumed with desire, her ego said to her “it’s okay, do as you please, you deserve this.” Little did she know, that seemingly innocent feeling, and that innocent looking fruit she was dying to eat, was full of poisonous seeds from the tree which it grew upon. Simply taking one bite of the fruit would taint her entire being. But she was hardened from the world she lived in, mostly from the seven people she surrounded herself by that she found so important. So, without thinking much of it, she bit into the fruit. Suddenly the world around her started to fall apart. The very foundation she stood upon began to crumble. Her splendor and beauty dominated with age. She began to lose strength, but there was no mercy. She had lost her balance and finally, she lost consciousness.
Her soul needed a spark, something that could ignite her energy once again. Something pure, something that could be transformed from bad to good. She lay there hopeless. Until one day, a fire came. It consumed the earth with it’s brightness and heat. But once it reached the water, the earth began to cool. Night had come, the moon took control over the tides, and the fire was finally polarized to where it belonged. Miraculously, in the midst of chaos, a man carrying a sword had come along. When he saw how beautiful she was as she lay there, he knew just what he had to do, and he gave her a kiss.
All of the sudden, the life started flowing through her veins again and as a shiver traveled up her spine, her face lit up, and she awoke. After regaining her consciousness, she remembered the dream she had. She dreamt of her soul rising out of her body, she was in a dimension where she had complete self-control, and it was pure bliss. She learned things she had never even considered to be possible. The only time she was scared was when she allowed herself to be afraid. Once she learned she could control her fear, she could do anything she desired. Within that dream she kept hearing the phrase “As within, so without” and she learned that through her thoughts and emotions, she could project into a world where she could live the greatest, most positive experience possible. She no longer had the desire to eat that fruit, now that she was awake. All the stars had aligned as she felt balanced once again, and she lived happily ever-after.
I know, I’m sorry. But I can’t help it! I keep seeing things that remind me of this roadtrip and I get way too excited!! Today, I was pleasantly reminded by this Article: 6 Reasons Why Not Quitting Your Job to Travel is A Waste Of Your Life! I have to say, I completely agree with these 6 reasons (big shock)! Whenever I speak with an elder person, one of the things they make sure to tell me is that if I have the desire to travel (and that I should), do it now, while I’m still young. One elder couple told me of all their travels and how happy they were with what they had accomplished at the time, because shortly after, both their health went downhill and now they are spending all their time with doctor visits and health programs. Luckily, they’ve remained in high spirits and they love to share their stories!
As much as I do feel irresponsible for ditching my “normal life,” I think it is actually very necessary to gain this “Life Experience” while you still can. Then, if/when you come back to “reality” and you are sitting down for an interview with grad. school, or a new job.. you can tell them that you Continue reading “Another Wanderlust Post.”
Words can’t describe how EXCITED I am for this roadtrip! I am so happy to finally be doing this. The reason I am most excited now is because my best friend Amy will for sure be joining me! (I am still hoping our men can come too- but we will see). Amy is the most down to earth, free-spirited person I know. So no matter what happens on our trip, we are going to be loving every minute of it! We are both pretty simple people, so we want to make the roadtrip as hobo as possible. So much that, we are planning to sleep in a tent/my car wherever we stop, live off of pb&j’s (no fast food!), meditate on a mountain, stop and have a picnic under a shady tree wherever there’s a good view, she’s even bringing a cigarette lighter plug in coffee maker! She also wants to sew our own clothes specifically for this trip, and stay in jail! Lmao, when she said this I was just like…. “Jail?!” Then she went on to explain that there used to be free 2 person private jail cells that they let you sleep in out west, and that he teacher has done it. I guess we’ll see once we are out there haha! Oh and apparently we are getting tattoos. Lmao, it’s already been so much fun ‘roughly’ planning, so I can only imagine how much fun it will be once it becomes a reality!
Speaking of reality- I always feel really “irresponsible” when I tell people what I’m planning this summer. Everyone kind of looks at me like either a) I’m not actually going to do it, or b) I’m an idiot for not staying and working and trying to figure out plans for grad. school or my future. Maybe it’s because when they ask where I’m going I just say “west” and I don’t really have a solid plan with every detail planned out. But, that’s the way I’ve always been. I’m more of a “go with the flow” type of person than a planner. Besides, it’s more adventurous when you don’t have a solid, detailed plan, because you never know where life will take you, who you will meet, and the experiences you will gain if you just wing it! The mystery of not knowing the next step is the best part!
Additionally, I believe that you create your own reality, or your own happiness. If you don’t do the things you desire, you will never know, and therefore, you will never feel satisfied. Up until now I have basically followed the crowd, I have graduated from high school, then from college, now I’m working a somewhat professional job (one that you need a degree to work in anyway), I am working on sprucing up my grad school application. Then I will (hopefully) go to grad school, and get the job I have been planning for.
Now, I am breaking away from the confinements of this monotonous society, and doing what ‘I’ want for a change. I have always dreamed of traveling– though I HAVE gone places, and those were some of the best times of my life.. I believe that now is the time to do it big (well as big as I can with a budget). That is why I am taking this roadtrip out west. What better time than now? I am young and healthy, I am ‘able’ to do this now. Because we all know, after grad school, I will be in so much debt I won’t be able to afford an aimless roadtrip, and I will have to find a career right away. Then I will be working, and by the time I have enough vacation time built up, and all the stars are aligned again so I can go with my friends, and have absolutely nothing to worry about… well, that would be a very long time from now. You never know what can happen in that time too, Amy will prob have 6 children by then! :p (she’s always wanted a lot of kids).
Come summertime, I will have a year between starting grad school- if I get in. My lease here ends in May, and I don’t plan on re-signing. I have been here for 6 years, and if I get into the grad program I want, I will have another 2 years at the least. So I think it’s time for a little change. Plus– I don’t know what my boyfriends plan is because he is trying to figure his life out too, so we can’t really decide where we are going to live until we know more. So, as of now I am potentially “homeless” for the summer. So what better way to live in your car for a few weeks than to do it traveling around the United States!
Yes, I should do the responsible thing and stay where I’m at and continue working this decent paying job that I was blessed with, so that if I do go to school here, I will still have my job. I also really enjoy this job and don’t exactly want to leave. But I feel more strongly about this roadtrip (and that’s why I feel so irresponsible when I tell people about it). However, it’s not just some crazy roadtrip where I am going to act a fool in every state (kind of). For me it’s more of a ‘spiritual journey’ I am doing this to learn more about my country, and about myself! I want to meet strangers and learn their stories. I want to confirm my belief that there is still good in this world, that it’s not as bad as it seems. There’s no better way to do this than by experiencing it for yourself! Also, as Buddha says: “The trouble is, you think you have time.”
Speaking of responsibility- I should probably get started on studying for this physics exam that’s in less than 24 hrs. Happy Monday!
I took a mini vacation for a few days and returned to my homeland of Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. I stayed with a friend in her apartment right next to a bar and a hospital. I had mentioned the road trip I am planning for the summer. When she asked where I wanted to go, and I replied “Well, my goal is to get to Montana.” Her and her boyfriend just stared in silence for a few seconds, then laughed and asked “WHY?!” I went on to explain that I don’t care for big cities, and I would prefer to see the beauty of nature around the U.S., they continued to laugh. I mentioned the mountains in Montana and how awesome it would be to see them. She went on to say- (Sarcastically) “Oh, you’re gonna go play in the mountains?” While looking at me like I was crazy.
SO, let me make it clear why I prefer to see the simplicity of nature rather than the ostentatious city with this list of ’20 reasons’ I prepared!
1) I’m more interested in natural beauty than artificial beauty.
2) After spending time in nature, you will likely feel a connection and a sense of ‘purpose.’ Ultimately leading to a happier/more satisfying lifestyle.
Lately, I’ve been stressing so much about what my future holds. Trying to decide the rest of my life in just a few weeks sure adds a lot of pressure to things, especially with deadlines in mind. But, today is a new day. I went to bed last night thinking “I am going to refresh my mind and start today on a good note, give my mind a break and think about something else.” So, I had an interesting dream.. and I’ve been thinking about it all morning, because I had one similar the night before. It’s as if someone I know who has recently passed is trying to send a message. However, the only message I’ve gotten so Continue reading “Rainy days are for your thoughts”