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04.30.2012: Rockabye….in Brooklyn

tending the garden of noise
when I grow the traffic
and the church bells
and the neighborhood boys
singing to myself
as the solitude sets in
in tune with the symphony
of south Brooklyn
I sing

Brooklyn:

What can I say about Brooklyn? I’ll start with, that semi-large borough that I was born in, brought up in and thrive in at this moment. I am one of few people nowadays who actually seemed to have stemmed from such an eclectic part of this country.  Brimming with local artists, community gardens, tree-lined streets and cafes, bars like 61 Local that have Kombucha on tap and introduces other local businesses to the masses.  I miss when I spend most of my work days in the fast paced hustle of Manhattan. Brooklyn is electric, eclectic and I simply adore spending my weekends there. I soak in the delight of the neighborhoods and currently, ride my bike watching the blurred scenery pass me by.

when the solitude sets in
in tune with the symphony
of south Brooklyn
i sing

rockabye, rockabye baby
rockabye, the baby that is me
rockabye, rockabye baby
rockabye till i’m fast asleep

The past week had passed rather quickly as time usually does. On Tuesday, I went to yoga at Jivamukti, my favorite yoga studio in New York City. I truly have tried many and this one just so happens to be the only one I find is progressive enough for what i find I want my yoga experience to be. They also are a vegan yoga school, who support Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary, so that makes my decision an easier one for me to routinely go to.

In class, I met our teacher, Chris. He was amazing, instructing us in some positions that I hadn’t taken part in and or his soothing voice introduced us to take part in positions I just hadn’t thought of returning to in quite a while. During the head stand, in which I was unfortunately having trouble bringing myself into after so long of not taking part in such a pose, Chris helped position me and left me, standing on my head for a little while. The blood rushing to my head and my thoughts clearing, I felt rejuvenated when I returned to upward dog.

After the class, we lay in a fetal position and then flat on our (sometimes aching backs) Om’ing and meditating to the sound of serene chanting music. I enjoy this spiritual awakening every time I participate in it and maybe it’s because I was raised as a child of hippies, Om’ing in a field along with 4,000 others, creating a serene musical experience.

the tunnel is train torn
the tracks are worn and sore
i can feel the rattle
riding up through the floor
she jumped the turnstile
he paid for his ride
i am the echo in the station
where their footfalls collide
i left her at the epicenter
we were trembling dutifully
i left him too
i left parts of me
singing…

Last weekend, my friend Dania came from the Bronx and we decided to go to the newly re-opened, VSpot. I ordered the Vegan Eggplant Parmesan, which I admit: I enjoyed every bit of. I had to beg the waitress to take some away because I didn’t want to overeat and Danny, the owner and a good friend of mine: brought me over a birthday mimosa. Our experience was delightful and as always, I will be returning to VSpot.

After dinner, we decided to do some shopping and stopped into Beacons Closet, just as they were closing and then heading on over to Target. I was dressed in a Nautical theme:

Sailboat maxi skirt: 1970s: Beacons closet: $15.00. 70s Sailboat skirt: Beacons closet: $15.00, Vintage retro shoes.

After shopping, Dania wanted to try some Kombucha on tap at a local bar on the way to the movie theater in Cobble Hill, but we decided to spend time in Barnes & Noble, have some tea and rant & rave.

As I previously mentioned: the week went by quickly. I volunteered at a small rescue for a few hours, I helped co-write a new song and stayed up till the wee hours working on the Artists way, gave in and finally decided on getting eye contacts which I finally have been able to grasp the routine of! and, sadly, my roommate Daniel, left us and moved to Paris, to become a head chef in a new vegan restaurant. (Happy for you, Daniel!)

i said today i am leaving
in every sense of the word
but I’m in love with your memory already
everything I’ve seen and heard
and i will go singing
as the solitude sets in
in time with the rhythm
of everywhere i have been
it sounds like

Saturday:

My lovely friend, Abby held a clothing swap at her apartment in which about 15 girls, besides myself, attended. (We literally had about 20 large bags of clothes piled up on top of each other) and we played the normal clothing swap games; First person to raise their hands, gets the piece of clothing and or jewelery. This time, I picked up quite a few items from Abby (including an amazing dress I am currently wearing with little elephants on it!) a Bob Marley shirt I have already worn twice since Saturday and a few pairs of jeans that I needed. Basically, after trying everything on: all 15 girls went home with some memories and a whole new wardrobe. After the swap, Jacquelyn and I stuck around and  helped Abby pick up while sipping on champagne & wine and at about 10:30, we decided to order a vegan gluten-free pizza from Pizza Plus.

Check out Kristy’s new blog: http://heyimkristy.blogspot.com/ for more details on the swap.

Sunday:

Abby and I planned on taking 3 large bags of clothes from the swap to Long Island to donate to Food not Bombs, a  food share that happens on Sundays all over New York State. We are trying to go there to volunteer about once a month and always feel wonderful after.

At 11:30, I arrived at Abby’s house and we went to have a delightful brunch before driving out to Long Island. About an hour later, of talking, we arrived at the Food share in Hempstead and started working on the produce line just as soon as we arrived. I am always amazed at what we end up giving out: but pleased that Food not Bombs is a vegan food share and everything we hand out happens to not contain ANY animal-by products.

We were handing out basil plants, bananas, potatoes, all sorts of other fruits and veggies. Jon Stepanian, a personal hero and good friend of mine, keeps everything under control and dedicates his time and money to projects like this one. In fact, on May 19th, he will be running 50 miles on Long Island to raise money for his own Non-profit Community Solidarity.

Every time we go there: we are amazed at how many other volunteers there are, taking part in such a good cause. We had a good time while encouraging each other to open our hearts and souls and help…

The ongoing word and joke of the day was: Similac. Ha!

After the food share we now have a tradition of heading over to our favorite Italian restaurant in the tri-state area: 3 Brothers Pizza Cafe, where Abby and I share a delightful vegan greek salad and each order Tempeh Marsala with spinach. And we watch as the two Jon’s traditionally with us, devour calzones and pizzas.

We were in heaven…

tending the garden of noise
where i grow the traffic
and the church bells
and the neighborhood boys
singing to myself
when the solitude sets in
in tune with the symphony
of south Brooklyn.

When we got back to Brooklyn, Jacquelyn rang me up and told me about a n ice piece of furniture she found and we brought it in last night, placing it in our living room and admiring its antique features.

All is well for a Sunday night as I tried to organize my new wardrobe of clothes and sleep.

Of course, I stayed up half the night with a poem in mind. Scribbling it down into a notebook I have placed under my pillow.

02.1.12: Fly on little wing, Yeah yeah, yeah, little wing…….

Little wing, just another one of my favorite songs and Jimi? A love….genius.

Well she’s walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that’s running round
Butterflies and zebras….

So let me start off this blog by first apologizing for not updating yesterday as I knew that I would have a bit more to say today about an event I went to: A relaxing evening with some of my favorite girls clothing swapping! When I first received the email from my inspirational and lovely friend Marisa (who directed Vegucated!) I changed my plans around so that I can make sure to spend time with her and our many other friends…..

A clothing swap, you ask? If you have never heard of a clothing swap it is when you and your friends, coworkers or even a store, a school, basically a bunch of people get together and bring things that they don’t wear anymore and put it up to swap. One used skirt is another person’s new one….You end up having a great time swapping with your friends and know that these clothes will be used again and or reswapped at the next one! Many organizations hold swaps and you can look up events in your area where these are being held.  New York University holds one annually around Earth Day that I have been to and participated in.

Last night we were also swapping jewelery, housing appliances, beauty products, shoes etc. I highly, I mean, HIGHLY believe in clothing swaps and or donating. Recycling, Upcycling, thrift & vintage …these are just a few of my favorite things. (Along with whiskers on kittens!).

The night turned out beautiful as about 10 of us sat down around a coffee table modeling our swaps and snacking on guacamole, pate, hummus and fresh veggies. Corn Chips and Salsa and wine or coconut water and I even got to try Amy’s new Gluten Free Vegan Pizza! (AMAZING!). AT one point, I looked around the room and marveled at how wonderful and inspiring my friends are. Motivational and intriguing: it was a wonderful night of good girl fun.

I tried not to indulge  in my friend’s swaps, too much but at these events you are allowed to.  I ended up getting some AMAZING things including this Tunic dress that I am wearing today & the rainbow bracelets:

Tunic Dress swapped from Leanne ❤ Rainbow Bracelet swapped from Jasmin...

Clothing swaps are needed in order to recycle and I ask everyone reading this to host one with your girl friends or guy friends and make a day or night of it.  You would be surprised at the treasures you come home with! I actually went home with two bags full of “new” clothes to wear and use for this here daily blog and I will be trying to incorporate them as much as I can. There was even a Mat & Nat vegan bag up for swap and almost a fight over it. 😉 (haha not really.) Also, everything swapped last night was vegan.

And moonbeams and fairy tales
That’s all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.

Growing up in the hippie dippy way that I did I actually became quite accustomed to “free” clothing, another way to swap at whatever stop overs we were at or communes or just constantly swapping clothing with friends. I’d enjoy playing dress up for HOURS on end with my brand “new” clothes, tossing them around and always found some of my favorites as I’d pretend I was a princess or sometimes Janine from the Ghostbusters. Good times, I tell you. Growing up as a hippy allowed me to be able to realize that recycling and wearing clothes that once belonged to another person is OK. As well as it allowed me to experience a lot of different fashions because my family let me dress the way I chose and I appreciate them bringing me up to have my own personality and as you call tell: I have my own style.

Little wing vest: French purchase. When I wear this vest I feel like I am at Woodstock 69'


Do you have your own style? We all do, we seem to seek out these fashions when we are quite young and finally find ourselves later in life…I enjoy stepping out of the box, as you know and if I feel like I am wearing anything basic: it appears obvious to me that I am not feeling like myself.

The past few days have flown on: maybe this is why I chose little wing as today’s song because time just flies so quickly. I had my guitar fixed, it is absolutely beautiful and I am excited to start practicing it more frequently now that it is much easier to play as well as writing more songs. I just need to chill and since music is definitely on the top of my list of favorite things: I want to make it for myself.

Fly on little wing,
Yeah yeah, yeah, little wing

And I will fly on… as last year was the year of change but this year is the year of content. And the meaning of life is? Siri from the iPhone says “a movie”.

P.S. Host a clothing swap in your area and if you are in New York City, invite me.

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