Written by TANTRA-ZAWADI
Now, more than ever, I value the crispness of a new day. All the juicy details complete with challenges and unpredictable endings.
Sounds a bit dreamy does it? I want to experience the dream of life at every waking moment. The sound of a heart beating at work and rest is so lovely. The art of listening is pure magic. Life is amazing and I want to touch it adventurously. Fly by the seat of my pants (sometimes). Do something I never thought I would do (sometimes). And taste something decadent that will question the dimensions of my waistline (sometimes). I want to trust life. Remember that feeling?
I fondly recall how much fun it was to roll a hula hoop around my hips as a child, jump double dutch, or run down the street screaming like my underpants were on fire. I felt free. There is something about "play" that is so liberating. In the madness of adult responsibility, I still find time to play and remember childhood freedom even though the playing field has changed. Okay, so now I go to the park and sprint until I am winded or jog across the Brooklyn Bridge and watch lovers kiss as I ponder the beauty of life. I also write love poems daily and journal my discoveries. Something I also did as a child!
One of my favorite past times is going to house music parties and dancing passionately with the universe! Whenever I hear “house” music from back in the day, I feel so inspired. In those moments, I ask myself: “What legacy are we as artists leaving for future generations? Will they feel free when they hear our songs or read our poetry? Will they feel inspired?”
Inspiration is so important to me. To feel inspired to write, make love, plant something, or build a dream. To live an inspiring life is what I desire to accomplish in 2009. This will be the year of my inner child, my little girl self. I will honor her by giving her vision a new light and trusting balance. I will see old faces for the first time, fall passionately in love like never before, and run down the street like my underpants are on fire . . . because you know what? They really are!
Love Power to you all,
Tantra-zawadi








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