When Susan Boyle first showed up on the scene at Britain’s Got Talent, she mentioned that she had never been kissed by a boy, and she was laughed at pretty roundly for that.
But I thought that after the performance she put on, when you see the quality of life force that her chaste life leaves her with, it makes you think that she got more power and juice out of it than the average nun.
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Hello: I am a 40 year old MI
native who just ran across the book
Burning rainbow farm which I can’t
put down. Stephen, you & Ina seem
like genuine people in a world so
teeming with just the opposite.
My adult son & I have hit some really
hard times in a state w/ high joblessness. When reading some
of your enlightening book excerpts
I have smiled, laughed & cried.
Thank you for being alive & sharing
your thoughts, experiences!!
I hope to someday see your beautiful Tennessee farm.
Susan Boyle singularly reminded us of something…how oftentimes the “overlooked, de-valued and under- appreciated” carry the true juice and energy which brings you to tears via their innate innocence. We need this! Everyone loves a good hero/ine story… the overcoming of a worldly-instilled and culturally agreed-upon perception is an oft-remembered theme of the ancient fairy tale. Maybe she was laughed at and scorned but she still wended her way into our hearts. Of course it is too much for such a one to hold energetically..that is often the case within the archetypal picture.
And yet, what a moment to see her surmount the obstacles of perception of the collective consciousness!!!! I loved this moment in time……
I wrote to you before, you may remember me somewhere in the recesses…i visited the farm when i was ten or elevin, with marilyn & woody. I am now 47, i have been checking in on you since you folks have been online, on occasion.
On Susan Boyle….about her saving her *Chi*…or ~sexual energies~ to function as a better songstress, well I don’t go for it.
Me, i can sing my heart out too.
And I have shared/spent a LoT of (somewhat spiritual) sexual energy on many fine people in my time. Still, I’d be perfectly happy to compete with her in a song fest, as the wanton hippy chick, any ol day…given a few hours to practice the songs we’d be putting on~
heehee
Oh~ Stephen, you better believe I’d have a chance, at the prize, hopefully a very active, well built, studly sorta hippy~type guy down by the river~side!
;~})
*peace*