Monday, March 30, 2009

Back In Time

(early February in Tuscany)

Several days ago my fiancee drove me to a very special city for my current journey: Ravenna. We'd already been to see great buildings, castles, churches and sculptures in the likes of Pisa, Florence, Fierene, Castagneto Castellini, Popolonia,and Siena..but Ravenna has been the first city that I've felt a part of, and I really felt a connection with its energy. Ravenna is a place where rituals hang in the air. It bears the stains of spiritual warfare. It's known for the intricate mosaic-scenes that cover the immense walls and domed ceilings of the old churches there, where tombs line the grasses out in the open.

Ravenna feels as if it has an openly realistic view of the "spiritual battle". For example, in many cities in the U.S., churches are austere, blank, plain buildings with a giant cross on top. They display no passion, no personality, little interesting architecture, no history.. while some boast the bizarre non-decorative architecture of the 1970s. In the above mentioned cities of Italy, churches are covered in intricate marble carvings, (sometimes like lace and like the ornate wood carvings of Indonesia with lots of animals and people) ..yet the carvings are anything but placid and idyllic. They display a jumble of life-sized popes and nuns, screaming angels, roaring lions, angry gargoyles, yelling monks, raging birds, and the like: the sculptures are like photographs that have captured moments of serious battle, where the carvings are in the midst of puffing out their chests to keep the "bad", or uninvited spirits away.

Ravenna accepts that all things spiritual contain both light and dark in this world of the relative, because here on this earth we do not live in a vacuum. To deny this is to deny this reality. Even in this modern age, where churches boast themselves to be perfect and above the rest of society, perfection is far from a reality, and in denial of their dark side they do not speak an authentic truth. The most difficult part on the path of a human being is to accept responsibility for one's own life and one's actions resulting in that life. To accept this responsibility is at once the beginning and the end for the human being. What you resist, persists. Accept what you dislike in your life, accept what is shit, accept what does not work in your mind..then use your thoughts to change it, to create it anew, to shape and mold and sing it alive in new ways of your liking. What you imagine, you can manifest. What you try to control, withers and dies. What you believe in will come to pass because when you choose to believe, all your thoughts then words then actions become efforts to make that belief manifest reality. So, be careful what you think, be careful what you believe. Take care of what is in your mind. You are responsible for its output. You are responsible to protect what's inside. Your body is your monument to your life's experience.

This is my battle, as I work my rituals on the beach every morning, summoning all the necessary angels and energies to protect me, my fiancee, my vision, and my life.

Moving Earth and Aether

(Early February in Tuscany)
My morning ritual at the sea..where the elements come to my feet and our spirits dance together.

Saturday, March 28, 2009



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Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Neither in Death do We Part

25 March 2009. Karyn Crisis and Davide Tiso are married!!! Whoohooo!!!!

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Moving the Horizon

Today has been a day of reflection. While my last post was about the human emotions I let myself feel, this one is in memoriam to all the supernatural support I've received here.
This morning we spent at the sea, as per our usual ritual. And I gave energy back to this great force that has powered me up since my arrival. Glorious day, glorious weather, glorious communion with nature.

Tuscany has been like a honeymoon of sorts...not only for my fiancee and I but also for my new self and the new Crafts I've accepted as part of my Path. This time in this strange limbo-with-purpose has shown me all is possible with my thoughts. I can no longer deny the power of self, the power within, the power of my belief, the power of self-creation.

I'm excited for the days ahead, for the forward movement, for all that's come to pass. I'm excited for moving deeper into myself, accepting my personal power. I'm excited for the seedlings of my new and life-changing album, the blossoming of my new life.

Thanks also to Simone from Savona, Italy for all your support and for meeting up with us during this time. Thanks also for starting the, and to RareNoise.

Sunday, March 1, 2009


I'm coming back to the East Bay 2 months early, and I couldn't be happier. My fiance, Davide, and I have managed to have an incredible adventure together like the nomads we are: supernatural mornings as the sea, midnight visits to monuments like the tower of Pisa and Medieval town of Siena, farting inside the Vatican, the healing of my food allergies of 20 years, explosive passion in the open air, personal triumphs on the way to Rome, the most magical and intimate musical moments by candlelight...

Other than that, Tuscany, and my other so-called "friends" here can go fuck their spineless selves while I laugh at their lack of conviction.
Taking the greatest love of my life out of the picture, I have been abandoned in a guest house in the middle of Tuscan olive country. This means, without my fiancee, I'd be without car, without mobile, without internet, without a way to get food or supplies other than walking for a couple of hours one-way to the nearest grocery store.

Before I arrived, I had invitations from these "friends" to come visit their respective houses in Milan, Tuscany, Ferrara, etc, as thanks for Reiki I'd sent them. I didn't ever ask to be "repaid;" these offers came to me from them at their own volition. Since I've been here, not a single one of them has called to see how I am doing, to see if I need anything, to ask how my life is, being that I rearranged my entire life to come here..all of them full-well knowing I've been abandoned by everyone but my fiancee.

Truth be told, the most important part of this trip for me was to arrive in Davide's arms. Mission accomplished. And I'm so full of joy, I am home. I am so full of love and so loved. So immensely a time in my life where I finally believe I deserve this galactic love and at a time where my heart is so open I'm capable of giving such galactic love in such a pure way.
He's the one I've been searching for over time and space, and finally we found each other. Perhaps because we're so in love, I've not taken this weird turn of events personally. I like to see the larger purpose in chaos, in messes, even in the lovely victories. When life presents its piles of shit to us, I like to think those shit piles represent opportunity: chances to make choices that tell the world who we are, who we want to be. My choices here have done just that: they prove that I believe in myself, even in situations where people would try to make me believe I am worth nothing. I choose to make choices that protect my vision, my rights, my love, my passion, my moving of energy. As a result, the earth and air and water and aether have made their power available to me. It is in these powers I believe, and in the power of creation within myself.

It's impossible to distinguish my flame. It's infinite. I've even tried to put it out in the past, but it's meant to shine. SHINE BRIGHT, SWEET LIGHT.