Sunday, October 28, 2012

We're all going to die.

These are the medium jokes......

Please read this for more shits and giggles:

Happy Halloween in advance brothers and sisters.
Do unto others.  Always.  Happy Full Moon.
I love you
 - regardless.

See you on the flip (of Sandy).
Or sooner, or later. <3 p="p">
Mick G

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Well Jesus Christ and Hallelujah

Well I heard there was a secret chord
that David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this:
The fourth, the fifth,
The minor fall and the major lift

The baffled king composing Hallelujah...

In two weeks it's the presidential election.
It two months it's the end of the world as we know it (supposedly).
How are you doing?
What's going on?

Let's discuss.

This past weekend I was able to connect
dots from the past - from my past as well, from other worlds, from decades from which I lived and which I didn't.
I saw deceased relatives of childhood friends, the fifteen year old who sat behind me in freshman homeroom at Jim Thorpe and yeah, connecting dots metaphysical and the like. Who I've met and what we discussed in the past 48 hours was definitely a cold and broken Hallelujah.

In dinner conversation saturday night, it was brought to my attention that
my daughters five year old friend was recently taught that Jesus does not like Halloween.

My heart broke.  My eyes welled.

My Jesus loves everything and everyone.
My God is love.

In two weeks it's the presidential election.
It two months it's the end of the world as we know it (supposedly).
How are you doing?
What's going on?

Tonight I am barreling down a to do list.
Free time.
Big Dreams.
Thoughts become things.

God is love.

Leave a message at the bottom of the blog.

Have a great week.

Maybe there's a God above
all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light

It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah..

Sunday, October 7, 2012

So This Guy Walks Into A Cemetary With A Ouija Board.

You know, yes.
This is a conversation
that happened
at work this weekend.

Please come
to my lecture
Friday night at
Strange Brew.

You have no idea what to expect.

I do.
But there's
alway room for surprises.
I know that all to well too.

See you soon loves.

Monday, October 1, 2012

In Resistance I Found Rainbows!

For all the crap that I have been through,
to all the people who've been horrible
(which, the by the way, there is a huge difference in
calling someone out on their shit & being an absolute bully by the way) and to the naysayers and the gossipy doubters and the love resistors,
to all of that
I say, I scream:

I have definitely grown within, grown a pair of spiritual balls per say and am now manifesting the best possible results despite any and all of that.

Excited to be making really big moves and even bigger announcements by December 1st.
Coming off of a cameo appearance on my friends TV show feels like an exciting high.  What's brewing in the cauldron now as of 10am this morning is an absolute miracle.
And I have to admit, I love dealing in miracles.

Wishcraft & manifesting is something I am truly excited to share with all of those who are ready to change their language, clean up their side of the street and radiate the best possible love and light to all of those they come in contact with.  I know that as I continue on this path, the other side will always remind me of their rhyme or reason.  Touche and I will always pray for your holy instant.

Call me frazzled, flighty, airy, witchy...

I am madly in love with the way things are living at present.
As I sit here typing my ex partner reads a flyer I posted in the window of the coffee shop and walks on.  I am smiling.

Jim Thorpe is the community to which I belong.
I love my neighbors, my friends, my clients the people I share space with and love to "share".
I may seem or sound redundant but I am so happy to have gone through all the storms to get to the rainbow.  But the way I feel right now I know it's not the end. It's only the beginning and I can see rainbows for miles.

Peace from the B (Broadway),
Mick G

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