pushing and pulling

there is one thing, and one thing only that New York City lacks, and that is an incredibly clear view of the stars.

it was a new moon this year and the perseids were pretty clear. the meteor shower was incredible. with each star dusted trail my hairs stuck up on end. almost as if the entrance of the meteorite into the earths atmosphere had a magnetic influence on the earth's natural polarity, resulting in magnetic chaos affecting each and every hair on my body. they were honestly one of the most magnificent things i have ever seen.

star gazing is a favorite past time. an activity i haven't done in months. however, for the past week, i have taken advantage of the clear skiy. the universe is incredible you know. it's like a magnetic network. yin and yang, pushing and pulling. unfortunately, we forget that attraction could not exist with out repulsion. people draw close to us, and people flee us. their responses are natural, sometimes painful, but we are all trying to find balance. for some, they will draw in and out drastically for the rest of their lives. never learning to truly love themselves, and hence, never learning to truly love others. loving oneself, i guess, in a sense, is striving for balance. energetic balance. i mean we see it all the time. over worked coorporate americans take four week vacations once every four years, and soda pop is counter balanced with chicken and hamburger meat. we all look for balance, whether we realize it or not. we are attracted to people who have traits we lack, and we grab a bag of pretzels after clearing a strawberry smoothie or candy bar. the universe is also expanding and contracting, it directs us and pushes us. however, most are too contracted or too expanded to understand the deeper meaning of it's pulling and pushing.

pushing and pulling. pushing and pulling. pulling and pushing. up and down. outward and inward. back and forth. side to side. pulling and pushing. expanding and contracting. outward and inward. adjust and readjust. inside and outside. down and up. loose and tight and pushing and pulling. outside and inside and outward and inward. right and left. left and right. pulling and pushing. attraction and repulsion. pushing and pulling. pushing and pulling and pulling and pulling and pulling. and pushing. repulsion and attraction. life is beautiful, isn't it?





a shooting star. a meteorite. a lightening bug.



and there's nothing wrong with love,
i think it's just enough to believe.

but a certain sign of grace is this,
from the broken earth flowers come up,
pushing through the dirt.

i'm looking for the one with the glass slipper.
lets rearrange.

the perseids are here. they are giving. thank you, you are my shooting star.