dreaming over the ocean

it is quite late, so this might be a little scattered... in the last month (being january), i have had a variety of conversations with friends, both new friends, and ones that i have known for a while. apparently, (also, more so, when i sent out my newsletter) it has clicked with people that i fit into a box, called a christian. one friend, said "i didn't know that you were religious, until i read your letter. i mean, it's not really much of a surprize, but, you know...." another friend, consistently asks me when i am reading a book, or whatever, "is it religious?" and, another, when i said "so i went to church in Downtown eastside" she said " church? you mean, to a service?" and, i find it funny. 1) people automatically refer to you as "religious" if you say you are a christian, or if you believe in god. are they one and the same? 2) how surprizing is it really? but, the 2 questions that have gotten me thinking recentl

so, yesterday, I had a day that completely played on my emotions, apparently. But, I didn't realize it until today. It seemed like a fairly regular sunday, going out for my weekly coffee with friend's at the best coffee shop in Vancouver, Cafe artigiano, and then proceeding to church. I then decided to go back downtown, to go see the Finale of Umoja, the south african musical. I finished off the night, by going for a "long run" in my effort to train for my marathon. coffee. church. downtown eastside (DTES). africa. run. my weekly ritual. my secret refuge. a place that i should/could/want to be closer to. my passion. the desire for my body. everytime i pass through the DTES (where my church happens to be located), or when i bike through, or when i take the bus through, there leaves a sense of longing. I look and i see drug addicts, and shit on the street, and poverty, and comradery, and mental illness, and some sense of need. i dont know what the DTES needs.

The meaning of dreams. the other night, i had a dream that i woke up from, feeling rather like "oh man, where did that come from?" it made me think about dreams, and how much significance we are supposed to place on them. I mean, they obviously come from the uttermost parts of our mind and emotions. they occur, even when we dont want them to happen. I've had dreams about people who I really care about, getting hurt. I've had dreams about people that i haven't seen or talked to in years. I've had dreams about flying. The last dream I dreamt, I was kissing a boy (nope, you don't know who it is, I can almost guarantee, so stop trying to analyze who it is), and it just seemed right. what does this mean? that something awful has happened to someone? that i miss people that don't effect my daily life? that i have a secret crush that i dont know about? Any dream analyzers out there? Yesterday, when i was running, i saw a bumper sticker. it said: &qu

so, these are two things that i like a lot right now. vespa's i am currently debating selling my Maggie the Matrix, in order to buy a scooter. Would love a vespa, but they are a little expensive. but, definently beautiful. not to mention super amazingly cool. if you see someone cruising down the street on somthing that looks like this: how can you not instantly think that they are amazing, and that you want to meet them? no idea. i would want to meet me if i drove one of these. current obsession #2: Juno (the movie, not the goddess). if you have not seen this, i reccomend dropping everything that you are doing right now, and going to see this movie, and download the soundtrack. the best part of this movie is not that it is filmed in Vancouver, which is pretty cool as well, or that the main actress is from halifax, and reminds me of a friend of mine, or that the soundtrack is fricken amazing, or that there are high school boys running in short shorts, but rather, the best pa

so, last spring, I compilated Amo's Hotshots 1. I have just done amo's hotshots 2, yet to be distributed. the following are the play lists. Pretty sweet songs.... time to relax the offspring Beat The Drum Great Big Sea Your Daughters and Your Sons The Duhks Mushaboom Feist Fidelity Regina Spektor Love Is The Seventh Wave The Duhks johnny's camaro David Wilcox African Queen 2Face Idibia Collide (Acoustic) 4:37 Howie Day No Bravery 4:03 James Blunt Elias 6:37 Dispatch 0% Interest (acoustic) 4:11 Jason Mraz God Of Creation 4:14 David Crowder Band Let's Go Dancing 2:38 Teitur Braille 4:56 Regina Spektor One Evening 3:36 Feist life for rent 3:43 Dido Amo's hot shot's 2 Boom Snap Clap 2:53 A.M. The Rain 3:54 k-os Indigo Girl 4:26 Watershed Kingdom Come 4:11 Coldplay Hard To Concentrate 4:02 Red Hot Chili Peppers Steal My Kisses 4:05 Ben Harper broke down with you

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So, we are one day into 2008. What I have found funny, is the silence of blogs over the holidays. To me, this is a good sign. it means that people are doing better things than sitting on the computer, writing about themselves. but alas, it is a new year, and people are writing on their blogs again. as for myself, I wanted to take the time to write in my journal to figure out some of my thoughts, before I was going to give a cap of the last 10 days or so. I do believe, that I have just had the best christmas that I have ever had in my life . My friends from the states came up to visit: Christina from DC (my best friend, who i haven't seen in 3 years!!!!), and Zach and Ben Mauss. They arrived on the 20th, and we went to whistler from the 22nd, to 26th; we then travelled to Tacoma, and dropped the boys off, and Christina left on the 30th. Im not going to lie, but post christmas sadness sucks. It is like a emotional hangover . Whistler was beautiful. Although I was not able t