Travelblog For the Cotu's Big Adventure

I will be out of the office through Mid-December 2006.

Follow along at my travelblog.

My Aura

On Saturday, I had a picture of my aura taken. Its overall, well-balanced shape indicates a normal, healthy flow. All of the colors were bright, which means its all gravy baby!

The color White indicates Ideas, Decisions, Purity, Clarity, Release, A Challenge turned to Gain, Strength of Will, and Illumination.

The color Green indicates Self Healing Energy, Regeneration, Balance, Love of Nature, and Abundance.

The color Pink indicates Unconditional love, Female Intuition, Feminine Creativity. The interpreter said because it is at the top, it means that others are sending me this energy. Thanks people! Right back atcha!!!

Monday Mourning

What happend to the weekend?
I wonder while walking into work
When will this week be over?
Sooner than we know I'm sure

As we wish the days away
The wrong wishes come true
We're still tired after sleeping
Waking up when life is through

One night I had a dream
The kind you can control
I was making things happen
Yeah man, I was on a role...

How I envy those
Who live life like their dreams
Manifesting their intentions
Floating scene to scene

Hour by hour by hour
We wish our days away
Then one day we realize
We've wished our lives away

So lets forget we woke up
And begin to live our dreams

Another One Heeds the Call

Another friend moved to the Pacific Coast this week. Farewell Mr. Bane. In the end there is one reason we move: Hope. Take this opportunity to reinvent life as you know it.

100th Day of Drought

Well I heard the old rancher say
"It ain't rained in a hundred days"
And he sold his last cattle
A long time ago

And I wondered what it means
For the Ponderosa trees
And just how many more of them trees
We'll lose this summer

And then Walt wished it would rain
To hide his tears of pain
So he could go outside
And not have to explain

Then it occurred to me
That when nothing grows
There's nothing left to burn
How winter rains fuel summer fires

And now all the land will grow
Is cookie cutter homes
And the city spreads itself
Ever thin

And the press pretends not to know
Though I must admit my smile did grow
When the warm rancher chukled
"I guess we'll be drinkin' soda pop this summer"

The Wealth of Friendship between Men

I hereby declare that we are rich.
How did we accumulate such wealth you ask?

By opening the curtains of stoicism
revealing the play of truth
reveling in the play of truth.

By searching for perfect arrangements of black and white
with written words on page
and chess pieces on board.

Diving deep down to the bottoms
of the bottles of our spirits
uncorking the bouquet of such souls.

Trading in truth and wisdom
appreciating beauty
in music and those crazy women.

In your company I have grown rich
for there is no louder laugh than yours
and no freer cry.

And if we keep this theater open
we will die wealthy men, my friend.

It's Baaack...

MILE HIGH MAJIC BABY!!!