tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70109602024-03-07T02:16:14.082-06:00Chrome Cowgirl's Down the Road a PeaceSasha's Bittersweet Journey. She's a hippy, gypzy, biker chixie...S a s h ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17899832740966193110noreply@blogger.comBlogger181125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010960.post-35814202241480433772015-12-27T09:43:00.000-06:002015-12-27T09:43:39.025-06:00Find Your Edge in 2016.Find your Edge in 2016. That means to venture deep into the waters of your heart and soul and let your truth be revealed. Remove the interference of your preset mind. <br />
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Keep the focus on LOVE and TRUTH. Take your time. Don't rush. Enjoy the act of contemplation and wonder. You are allowed such luxury because it is required. Jesus encouraged contemplation and wonder. I believe, too, that he loved the act of taking time. Just immersing himself in the moment and time in place to BE.<br />
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This is where you will find Your EDGE.<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full
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I'm dancing. The 28th marks six months married to my man. We're together five years total. Having an amazing companion makes life so much more adventurous. Love is eternal and keeping our marriage eternal is an art we engage in daily. <div class="blogger-post-footer">http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full
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Early this summer I decided to put these Harley-Davidson 5006 sunglasses to the test. I loved the styling and thought I need to know if they are show and go. Not just show. <br />
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They rock in the comfort department. By far the most comfortable sunglasses I've ever worn. Lightweight and well fitting. The glasses did their job sun blocking and little did I squint. My baby blues are super sensitive to light, too. Stylistically, these shades went with all my outfits dressed up or down or bare....hahahaha. I love the plain black with pink rhinestone Harley bar and shield decorating each temple. Classy. Shiny. Right up my Alley. Wear 'em for the long haul or the short sashay.<br />
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Available in different colors, too.<br />
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Pick yourself up a pair. You won't be disappointed. <br />
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Ditch it all. <br />
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That takes guts. It takes consuming fun joyful soul things in life that don't produce Sh!tty unhappy lifeless things. <br />
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It takes really really loving yourself, to ditch all that drains you. <br />
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enuf is enuf. I'm gonna smell some roses today and recreate my life.<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Sasha and Motoroadeo MMC</span></b></div>
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">release an official Love Ride fundraiser song</span></b><br />
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The Love Ride song is humbly dedicated to the incredible legacy of the annual Love Ride fundraiser event founded by Oliver Shokouh of Glendale Harley-Davidson. Written by an indie artist who truly does live to ride and works in the motorcycle industry, this song represents the passion to serve and help others in the motorcycle community.<br />
"The goal is to make the Love Ride song the largest fundraiser tune in history because there are so many people in need and motorcyclists are known for their generous fundraising efforts worldwide. The more money raised the more causes can be supported," tells Sasha Mullins Lassiter, songwriter and performer with Motoroadeo MMC. She is best known as a journalist, author of the books Chrome Cowgirl and Bikerlady, and a motorcycle event manager for Jay Allen and Melissa Penland. <br />
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The Love Ride song fundraiser campaign will continue through 2012. A music video to support this project is forthcoming and will feature fun historical footage from the Love Ride. “I’m honored that Oliver and the Love Ride committee accepted this project. What he and his team have created with the Love Ride represents the giving heart of the motorcycle riding family. With the economic challenges facing charities these days, in my small way, I wanted to contribute to a foundation in our lifestyle that has the ability and resources to help all kinds of causes,” said Sasha. <br />
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Founded by Sasha and husband, Patrick Lassiter, the entity Motoroadeo MMC (MotorMusic Club) is comprised of various musicians who love motorcycles and cool cars and are gear heads. <br />
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The Love Ride, a 501(c)3 charity, began in 1984 to raise funds for children’s charities. Oliver Shokouh is Love Ride’s founder and owner of Harley-Davison® of Glendale located at 3717 San Fernando Road, Glendale, CA, an authorized dealer for Harley-Davidson® and Buell® Motorcycles serving customers since 1976. Information about Love Ride: <a href="http://www.loveride.org/">www.loveride.org</a><br />
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The song is available at your favorite digital distribution site (Amazon, Rhapsody, Spotify, and many more). <br />
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<b><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Share the Love by downloading the song and passing these links along: </span></u></b><br />
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ITUNES:<br />
<a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/love-ride-single/id462805782">http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/love-ride-single/id462805782</a><br />
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BANDCAMP:<br />
<a href="http://motoroadeommc.bandcamp.com/track/love-ride">http://motoroadeommc.bandcamp.com/track/love-ride</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.chromecowgirl.com/">www.chromecowgirl.com</a> – more about Sasha</div>
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I do not fit in here and perhaps that's okay. Maybe I am a peculiar artform here in this country town. Life in Nashville remains a mystery to me. It would be nice to solve it so that I can be more comfortable and feel more in place.<br />
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Country roads take me home.<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Have Faith. Trust in God. Thank a Veteran. Hug a soldier. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Remember on Memorial Day:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Freedom isn't Free.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hair Hair Hair.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Here we are a trio of long haired earth-loving, ocean-loving, people-loving, peace-giving, divine-promoting, happy-dishing, soul-dancing, love-spreading, heaven-praising, spirit-dancing, light-laughing folk.<br />
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Our wedding was so out of this world. So utterly transforming. I feel completely changed. There is definitely the Sasha before the marriage and the Sasha after the marriage. Being united with a loving partner is absolutely life changing. Patrick and I are together five years this year. We've lived together for most of those years during which time we endured the struggles of being an artist and surviving, the Nashville Flood, the passing of my beloved daddy Poppi, and the challenge of choosing marriage. Choosing is a process. Choosing a mate is a study in companionship. It's a chance to stand up and have the courage to look at yourself under a microscope and admit with sweat on the brow that life is short and it's time to take the good long look at yourself. Waste no time on being an a$$ looking at life through a distorted lens. <br />
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A good partner is a mirror. A good partner is patient and encouraging. Companionship is a journey and you need to fill the tank of truth and love all the time. It will gasp on empty if you ignore the gauges screaming "E." And that spark...gotta keep your spark plugs clean and change 'em if they are tired. Keep watch that the spark is pure and the engine is running cool. You don't want to overheat with angry air. <br />
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My motorcycle teaches me to look at things like a good long ride with all the unpredictable happenings that could occur. Looking through the motor lens of my modified Harley-Davidson things are so clear for me. My motorcycle helps me make sense of things in the world, in life and in love. After all, my motorqueen, Miss Tigerlily, brought me together with my Chrome Charming, Patrick, and his brute looking Harley-Davidson Springer with the long ape hangers. <br />
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When it seems like I can't make any sense of things, well I just let my hair down and get my knees in the breeze and ride free. Standing on that Maui beach on April 28th, 2011, signing that certificate with lovely <a href="http://www.heartpath.com/">Eve Hogan</a> officiating the nuptials -- our hair just a blowing in the breeze --- was the same feeling I get when I set out on an adventure: the exhilaration of that brand new feeling when you set out on a new road; having an idea of the destination and knowing there will be some detours, exits and entrances, maybe a breakdown or two and then a restoration and more; and that overall surrender as I place my mustard-seed size faith in the new journey, setting my heart and soul wild and free as I welcome the excitement of the wide open horizon ahead. It's that child-like feeling of gloriously losing yourself in the moment without a sense of hands controlling a tick-tock. The only sound is your heart beating out of your chest with anticipation and that is your measure of time....none.<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Patrick, me and Eve Hogan. photosonmaui.com<br />
thumbs up after signing the certificate and officially sealing the deal.</td></tr>
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Yes, music + motorcycles = Marriage. I found my match made in Asphalt Heaven in Patrick Lassiter's soul and heart. The power of music and the roar of two Harley-Davidson engines brought us together forever on April 28, 2011. <br />
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The Lovely Eve Hogan, marriage officiant, author of inspirational love books, motivational speaker, Labyrinth expert, and proprietor of the Sacred Gardens of Maui, was the chosen angel to marry us. (Eve - <a href="http://www.heartpath.com/">www.heartpath.com</a>) Bill Stockwell was the photographer (<a href="http://www.photosonmaui.com/">www.photosonmaui.com</a>) and we stayed at the most affordable and awesome boutique sexy ZEN hotel (<a href="http://www.hotelwailea.com/">www.hotelwailea.com</a>). They spoiled us rotten there with all kinds of honeymoon treats and the hotel housekeepers picked the flowers from the property for my wedding bouquet -- three stems representing the holy Trinity and we tied a ribbon around it with photos of our dearly departed parents: (Larry and Caroline Lassiter, and my poppi John Mullins. My mother, Ann aka Emma is still very much alive and bossing me around LOL). <br />
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Irene Ryding performed a variety of super wind floating tunes on her harp (<a href="http://www.mauiharper.com/">www.mauiharper.com</a>), and the day before the wedding Marty Guierro stopped by our hotel to give us two highly spirited, deep tissue massages to get us more in tune with the Aloha soul of Maui (<a href="http://www.mauirelax.com/">www.mauirelax.com</a>).<br />
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Elena Jones of Nona Lani Cottages in Kihei handmade our leis with flowers from her garden! Our $7.99 wedding cake came from Safeway grocery stores and we ate it with side splitting laughter while driving along the Road to Hana. The entire wedding trip became an experience that made our marriage ceremony an epic event in our lives. It sealed the meaning of forever as the sweetest reality to our freespirited souls. We feel free-er and more wild at heart than ever before having held our nuptials on the sacred isle of Maui.<br />
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Wild and free is the nature of the universe and we are very much one with it and very aware of our ONEness with the Universe because of our high octane FUN wedding trip and ceremony. Come to think of it, yeah, our wedding was a TRIP! Altogether!<br />
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The folks involved made it so, too, of course. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Floody shares the NY Times Vows article featuring his mama and dada.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>The divine treat is that our little story made the VOWS section of the NY Times. That's a Godincidence shot in the dark for sure. Thanks to editor Bob Woletz, writer Lois Smith Brady, and NYT Maui photographer Matthew Thayer for recognizing the roar of our story and presenting it to the readership of my very favorite newspaper: The New York Times. I've dreamed of having my wedding announced in this great paper and lo and behold it happened BEYOND my wildest dreams. <br />
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<a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2011/05/22/fashion/weddings/lisa-mullins-and-patrick-lassiter-vows.html?_r=1&partner=rss&emc=rss">Music + Motorcycles + Marriage = dreams come true! Read all about it in the NY TIMES click here!</a><br />
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Seeing the NY Times VOWS article in print makes us feel like we got married all over again today. May it inspire u! <br />
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xoSasha<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mr. and Mrs. Lassiter</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">April 28, 2011</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Po'olenalena Beach, Maui, Hawaii</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Being married is awesome. Patrick and I have been together five years this year and we've been through so much together in those five years. He is a kind and gentle man with a huge heart plus he is super fun to be with and he makes me laugh all the time. I've learned so much from his sweet Southern personality. He's like sweet tea with a little moonshine. And I guess I'm something like Sangria with sass. All of our wedding photos totally show that we're best friends. Lots of humor during our ceremony. Not that we made fun of it, it's just that we were super high on life's a beach and we couldn't believe that we were finally getting married. Neither one of us had EVER been married before. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Check out the slide show of our wedding that photographer Bill Stockwell put together for us:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://video214.com/play/RekRr6CqsaqWQikRELyP5Q/s/dark">http://video214.com/play/RekRr6CqsaqWQikRELyP5Q/s/dark</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Bill really captured our special life changing moment as we said our vows and celebrated our new life together. There was another awesome photographer there, too, named Matt Thayer from the NY Times and I just can't WAIT to see his photos!!!! What an honor that we will be the featured couple in the VOWS section of the NY Times May 22nd. The amazing Lois Smith Brady composed the feature article about us. That's a super nova Godincidence blessing all together, darlings. Oh, I LOVE the NY Times and have always dreamed of my wedding being announced in my favorite paper of all time. Even though I live in Nashville, I'm forever a NY city girl and someday we will live full on part-time, too. I've been scouting locations for our second someday home. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thank GOD for Patrick and my sweet life as Mrs. Lassiter. I added my name Mullins to my middle name in honor of my Poppi. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default?alt=rss</div>S a s h ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17899832740966193110noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010960.post-59263016347341414062010-09-21T15:03:00.000-06:002010-09-21T15:03:23.503-06:00In it for the Long HAUL.When I first committed to getting my music project completed, little did I realize it would take so many years. From the moment you write and arrange to the opportunity and $ to record it takes a long time. Often times, I wanted to just set the project aside 'til some pinpoint in the future because the frustration to see a project through with minimal resources just pillaged the creative joy of it. I would not give up and forget about it. I just had to set it aside until I could love the process again.<br />
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That's being in something for the long haul.<br />
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The long haul is to haul your dreams around because you just can't set 'em on the side of the road forever like trash. Can you image how littered roadways would be if that were the case? No, you have to keep those dreams alive for the long haul. Even though the dream is not so front and center where it needs to be. 'Cause other things get in the way of that vision. Like, I don't know, an epic flood, family turmoil, unemployment, illness....<br />
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When that dream is locked and stocked in your heart, it's there for the long haul. Take it out. Play with it. Give it life. Don't toss it on the side of the road.<br />
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Yep, that music project is on the way again. It's been a long haul.<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full
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<div>The LOVE OF MY LIFE. Is riding my motorcycle and all things related to riding my motorcycle. Because everything in my life that is awesome has been brought about from the universe through my passion for riding. Everytime I climb on my bike and take to the wind I feel the depth of my entire existence on this earth and how I am so connected to all things divine and good. I feel rich with the awe of life beyond measure. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Tigerlily is the name of my motorcycle because I believe that this girl is very naturally a tiger and a lily. My motorcycle is an extension of my soul because it manifests the expression of that which is unnameable: God, Jehovah, Mother, Father, etc. </div><div><br />
</div><div>No matter what the weather I love to ride. My motorcycle and I weather the storms in life. There have been times when I could not ride her because I didn't have the $$$ to even put her on the road so I would just sit upon her and dream. The photo shoot that Stacy Huckeba www.imagesbystacie.com captured is The LOVE of my LIFE: riding MY motorcycle and my relationship with that bike. She also beautifully captured my relationship with Patrick. So that makes two LOVES of my LIFE. Tigerlily brings color into my life lens and shows me a perspective on everything in a way I couldn't experience just standing still in my own jaded lens. She brings purpose and she let's me know how fragile my life is and how precious my existence here on earth. <br />
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My motorcycle is so powerful way beyond the material presence of a machine. She is my WORLD and she brings me an experience here on earth that I cannot imagine living without...TRUTH. My motorcycle brings my dreams to life and she brought me my Patrick and my little pets, and music and a literary career and so many beautiful opportunities. My motorcycle brings forth the TRUTH of my BEING: Joy, Love, Laughter and deep contemplation. She brings me friendship and family. She weathers life's storms with me and drives me through the driving tears drops and let's me know that everything is gonna be okay. My motorcycle has taught me LOVE of my LIFE.<br />
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http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default?alt=rss</div>S a s h ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17899832740966193110noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010960.post-70706246078726444902010-08-26T07:36:00.000-06:002010-08-26T07:36:40.936-06:00The art of Excavation...<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjjlNSMFHlumnryNFcD5oJK52_9n1BhFruDNAPblAKBzrenfdWxiikk799S6NLWvuUdNazoODQKalG729jbz9tJ39RHwzOgOzQuo3QwLIv9xTaDQ90C7GLur-uOWUqxGcu_YZ6/s1600/before+house.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjjlNSMFHlumnryNFcD5oJK52_9n1BhFruDNAPblAKBzrenfdWxiikk799S6NLWvuUdNazoODQKalG729jbz9tJ39RHwzOgOzQuo3QwLIv9xTaDQ90C7GLur-uOWUqxGcu_YZ6/s320/before+house.jpg" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Wc9lmLDBDA/THZsocANVfI/AAAAAAAACoM/NEx-mGwTlG0/s1600/after+house.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Wc9lmLDBDA/THZsocANVfI/AAAAAAAACoM/NEx-mGwTlG0/s320/after+house.jpg" /></a></div>Before. Bohemian rhapsody. All is quiet on the homestead front. And then after, the excavation begins. And they are going eight feet down more than you see in the photo below. That brings to mind....excavation and digging deep in all that you do. Going below the surface. Because the surface doesn't always reflect the leaks and cracks and repair work needed deep down. We need to keep our foundations preserved. ; ) I love the fact that we found giant rocks. Solid pieces. We shall make front yard art out of the rock. Stay tuned for more on discovering ROCK SOLIDS.<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full
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This is what I feel like today! I think the full moon, home being excavated, and, oh, waiting for those ever seemingly elusive phone calls and return emails to happen that make for excellent career and dream maker acceleration. Plusssssssssssssssss, I'm exploding with cool ideas today and I want to do everything and I wish I had millions of dollars to just make it all happen. Sorta like having a fancy staircase vs. a broken ladder to get where you wanna go. Sometimes you have to skip a few rungs on the ladder because the rungs just broke away from feeling stuck for so long! Climb on... Aggggghhh!<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full
http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default?alt=rss</div>S a s h ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17899832740966193110noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010960.post-22911040834501206792010-08-23T09:19:00.003-06:002010-08-23T09:31:38.550-06:00Priorities?!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Wc9lmLDBDA/THKTjGdFW_I/AAAAAAAACno/cUPRPsIyyaQ/s1600/flood30.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508627525464841202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Wc9lmLDBDA/THKTjGdFW_I/AAAAAAAACno/cUPRPsIyyaQ/s320/flood30.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Okay so I'm itchin to hit the road again really fast. It's in my blood. The ROAD. Two Wheels. But priorities took over. We got hit with another flood bummer last week (not near as devastating as May 2010) and so now I need to sit tight and supervise the dudes excavating the entire front of our house here in Nashville. They have to excavate all the way to the slab and put in a French drain. The May flood coupled with the hard rains last week just wrecked the front of the house drain capabilities. And, of course, Patrick goes back on the road. It sux that his career is always priority in this house and in my world because he's a bass player with a major country star and his chair is NUMBER ONE over everything. It's the way it goes in the relationship of being with a musician. I didn't know that.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>So, my mandatory priority is taking care of the homestead while he's on tour. He's a good man and takes good care of me and has provided a nice home for this gypsy girl. Can't help, though, that the road constantly beckons my heart. It's in my blood. Two wheels move my soul. That is my secret wannahaveit priority, but in my selflessness, I am here in Nashville watching the baby animals and a contractor dude tear up the front yard. </div><div> </div><div>Home is where the heart is and my heart shares the love of the road and actually having a real bed to lay my head at night with Patrick. Just wish I could fly my ride alot more like days of yor.</div><div> </div><div> This flood stuff and a bummer economy has particularily messed up my roll this summer. But it surely made Sturgis 2010 that much sweeter to attend. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full
http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default?alt=rss</div>S a s h ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17899832740966193110noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010960.post-42105708827105118982010-08-22T08:49:00.006-06:002010-08-22T09:23:14.169-06:00Facebook...takes over my blog!Hey everyone. I haven't posted in my blog for ages because <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Facebook</span> has become my daily blog spot but now I have way over the capacity of fans over 1,000 waiting to get into my profile. Wendy <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Jans</span> is designing a new blog page for me that I'll be posting to which will combine the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">tumblr</span> and blogger outlets. I hope my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Facebook</span> allows anyone and everyone to read it even tho you may not be a "friend" but you really are, it's just that <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">FB</span> won't let me accept anymore and the whole "like" thing is sort of weird to me; it's not even designed the way the personal profile space is and I LOVE the personal interaction with everyone.<br /><br />There has been so much happening and I realize that if you don't go onto my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Facebook</span> page you may think I'm just this dormant chick. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">HellNO</span>. I've been busy as ever and now traveling more. Just got hired back into the Broken Spoke family again and I'll be working with <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">Easyrider</span> events and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">LoneStar</span>. Yeah, honeys! So, I'm getting a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">smartphone</span> now (I've been holding off because that extra $30 per month to operate a smart <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">phone</span> can go to so many other cool things, like yard <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">saling</span> and saving up for a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">mototrip</span>) Anyway, I realize that I need a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error">smartphone</span> now more than ever because there is so much interaction with everyone in the social media world and I just love all this opportunity to constantly compose the written word.<br /><br />http://www.facebook.com/chromecowgirl - dig it. tell me via message if you can experience my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error">facebook</span> even if I can't add you as a friend because I have too many. if not...then I must do the whole "like" thing.<br /><br />Can't wait to hear all about your summer adventures.<br /><br />Lots of love and high vibe karma,<br />Sasha<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full
http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default?alt=rss</div>S a s h ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17899832740966193110noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010960.post-32818344526646508222010-04-09T07:51:00.003-06:002010-04-09T07:54:32.625-06:00Biker Chicz the book and TV!Hello friends! Recently, I've had the honor to be one of twenty-two girls featured in a new book and developing TV series called <a href="http://bikerchicz.blogspot.com/">Biker Chicz</a>. Click on the link to read our blog. The book will be forthcoming sometime in 2010. This is all so very exciting. Bravo to Ed Winterhalder and Wil De Clercq, authors of the project. Check the blog often for updates and fantastic entries from the girls. Peace and love, Sasha<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full
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http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default?alt=rss</div>S a s h ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17899832740966193110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010960.post-71269831000608818132009-12-17T21:09:00.002-06:002009-12-17T21:14:01.192-06:00Blog.Hi my dears. I haven't been blogging as much. Because there's toooo much on my plate these days and to blog I have to be sitting in front of a laptop computer. I know, I'm being so vintage, right? I mean, if I had an I-Phone or some kind of supercalifragilisticexpialidocious sort of technovibrational phone medium with all the bells and whistlestops, I could create these blogs and posts on the fly while standing on my head. I'd love that. So, let me save up for one because I think I'm the perfect candidate for such a hi-powered communication tool.<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full
http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default?alt=rss</div>S a s h ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17899832740966193110noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010960.post-15331942627008858772009-12-17T21:06:00.001-06:002009-12-17T21:09:12.779-06:00an interview of me by Iowa Harley GirlDid this article that Stephanie did of me for her awesome blog, earlier this year. She did such a fine job and I never did get to post it here.<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full
http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default?alt=rss</div>S a s h ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17899832740966193110noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010960.post-47148997530495675762009-11-22T11:14:00.002-06:002009-11-22T11:19:08.596-06:00Today is my BIRTHDAYToday is the reminder day of my spiritual being becoming a physical presence. I'm reflecting about how my little soul was probably really jazzed about this evolutionary experience. And, so, today I'm tapping into what it's like to totally be a soul without this physical presence and then it dawned on me, okay, that's what would be really cool to do ALL the time. Just be SOUL. And let SOUL. and DIVINE. totally lead the physical action. Shoot, I know that. But I feel like I'm in a super NOVA conscious about this today. Furthermore, this action is what my motorcycle does for me everytime I saddle up. She reminds me of my spiritual being become physical, in order that I may let the spirit operate the controls of my motorcycle. I am spirit in the wind.<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://downtheroadapeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full
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