Distant places where mind is set free to a sweet melody.
Where I walk around with messy hair and my bare feet touching the warmth of the ground,
roaming free as I set forth to unexplored lands; of magic, of wonders. Sometimes around midnight I wander..
-Liz
On Friday November 23rd 2012, went to skid row with a couple of friends to feed the homeless.Thanks to my friend Angel for making this happen.He is a great individual with a big great heart.
For those of you who don't know what is skid row or where it is:
Skid Row, known as Central City East, is an area of Downtown Los Angeles.
The area contains one of the largest stable populations of homeless persons in the United States.People passing through this area see cardboard boxes and camping tents lining the sidewalks.Woman and men of all colors live homeless in this area of Los Angeles with very small possibility of having a meal everyday.
We went on a mission to feed as much people in skid row as we could.
This is our story.
Woke up on Friday morning feeling in great spirits knowing that we were going to do a great deed. The sun was shining, no sign of a bad day anywhere. Went to the closest market and bought cases of bottled water and aluminum foil for the delicious burritos that they had made at my friend Angels house with the cooperation of many wonderful people giving their two lending hands. My friend Chelly, a great friend of mine picked me up from home and we were on our way to my friends house to help them with the food that was going to be distributed to everyone at skid row. When we arrive to my friends house I was happy to see all these awesome people that I met for the first time there.We had a system going to prepare the burritos haha it was great.In no time we finished preparing and wrapping every single burrito with great vibes going all around the kitchen table. I felt a great positive vibration!It was wonderful! As the conversations kept going and smiles were shared we were ready to head out to skid row to spread our love to our fellow humans. We gathered all things in three different cars and we were on our way.
As we started approaching skid row we see a homeless man laying on the side of a manufacturing factory. I approach him and give him a burrito and a bottled water, he kindly says thank you. We start going deeper into skid row, I can see all these souls sitting in tents,cardboard boxes, anything they can call home. At this point my friend Chelly starts getting nostalgic as well as I. We start passing out bottled water and burritos to every single person we find. As we're driving around passing them out, I could see a glow in their eyes knowing that someone out there thought about them, and that they were going to have something to eat at least for that day. It brought a smile to our face and great joy knowing that we helped the less fortunate in this life of many places, of many spaces, and many faces forgotten.
Thank you,
yours truly Liz
Come fly with me to eternity..
(Pic taken at a random place while driving)
In a trans of bliss I gaze into the blue paled skies,
they speak of phosphene dreams and napalm scenes.
The skies in tongues they speak entwined to the sound of my heartbeat.
Silence is my friend that I can't attend.
They rewind my mind.
They push play.
My heart beats like a hammer.
I cannot stay,
yet the luminous figures call my name,
I feel weakened,
as though I was canted into fragments of luster.
A brightness approaches;
Roots within embody my wilted veins filling them with eternal life.
As I lay here within phosphene dreams and napalm scenes..I surrender.
With much love Liz
Rock carving speaks of a legend that Chumash Indian people believed,they were some of the first people to inhabit North America. Located in the city of Lynwood on the platform of long beach metro rail station.
This is what it says:
Suerte Celestial
Segun la leyenda chumash, el coyote del cielo, tambien conocido como la estrella del norte, se jugaba el destino de la gente contra el sol todas las noches. La luna llevaba la cuenta y anunciaba al ganador durante el solsticio de invierno. Si ganaba el sol, la gente sufriria. Pero si ganaba el coyote del cielo, este llenaba una canasta con bendiciones para el año nuevo, y las derramaba sobre la gente a traves de un agujero en el cielo situado sobre el polo norte.
English translation:
According to the legend chumash, the coyote of the sky, also known as the star of the north, was playing the destination of the people against the sun every night. The moon was taking the account and was announcing the winner during the winter solstice. If it was gaining the sun, the people would suffer. But if the coyote of the sky was winning, this one was filling a basket with blessings for the new year, and would spill them on the people across a hole in the sky placed on the North Pole.
The Chumash were physically and spiritually united with nature, and did not waste any part of any animal they killed, or any plant they pulled from the earth. They lived according to "nature's time", and believed that man's greed and desire for supremacy could eventually lead to his downfall.
Look to find,the truth is hidden between the lines.
With much love Liz
