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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.

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.

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.

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.

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 Eve Hogan 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.

In 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.

That's being in something for the long haul.

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....

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.

Yep, that music project is on the way again.  It's been a long haul.

The LOVE of my LIFE.

(c) 2010 by Stacie Huckeba

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.  

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.   

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.

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.

Share with me how your motorcycle just may be the Love of Your Life.

The art of Excavation...

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.

exploding...bursting...

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!

Facebook...takes over my blog!

Hey everyone. I haven't posted in my blog for ages because Facebook 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 Jans is designing a new blog page for me that I'll be posting to which will combine the tumblr and blogger outlets. I hope my Facebook allows anyone and everyone to read it even tho you may not be a "friend" but you really are, it's just that FB 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.

There has been so much happening and I realize that if you don't go onto my Facebook page you may think I'm just this dormant chick. HellNO. 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 Easyrider events and LoneStar. Yeah, honeys! So, I'm getting a smartphone now (I've been holding off because that extra $30 per month to operate a smart phone can go to so many other cool things, like yard saling and saving up for a mototrip) Anyway, I realize that I need a smartphone 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.

http://www.facebook.com/chromecowgirl - dig it. tell me via message if you can experience my facebook 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.

Can't wait to hear all about your summer adventures.

Lots of love and high vibe karma,
Sasha

Be Your Own Truth.

I'm reading Maya Angelou: A Glorious Celebration. That we all are: a Glorious Celebration. The book speaks about being your own truth. Maya Angelou is the example of owning and sharing her full human experience on this earth plain. She is full of life. Full of herself which she shares generously with the world. Maya Angelou is a river of divine energy, a body of water ever flowing with knowledge and life experience. Her mentors, strong family, were also rich with life and immersed themselves completely in the river of truth.

There was no grandeur upbringing for this Matriarch of Divine Feminine here on Earth. The deep soul that she presents was crafted through a myriad of heartache and joy. She is the true definition of a survivor that not only struggled to protect her existence on earth, but also fought to protect her essence, her truth by simply owning her truth. Every bit of it.

When you own your own truth you can BEcome. Be. Come. You invite the wellspring of your truth to live and evolve. It's always there. Ready to flow and pulse and lead you to great experience, ready to carve through any obstacle. You don't have to go find it. You just have to let it flow through your every cell and stop damning it up. To own your own truth is to immediately release your river of divine purpose and allow your human curiosity a place to roam and explore.
Imagine what it's like to walk across a dam and on one side it is empty and on the other side is this pulsing, magnificence of energy, cool and refreshing truth, complex minerals, a strong reserve to nurture all you need for your body, mind and soul. . . a complete source of inspiration to live more fully. If you open the locks that keep the living waters from flowing, a rush of YOU, your truth will begin to fill your temple.

Access the tools of wisdom, nurture the deep seed of adventure, free the wheel that wishes to roll full circle in this life. This is not something you have to "get in the right mind set" or "go find where the truth might be." It's there like the blood pulsing through your veins. It's there like the sight you are using to read this. It's there like the breath you just exhaled.

It's called YOU. And to know your truth is LOVE. To embrace your gifts is LIFE. To allow your GIFTS a place to BE. This is TRUTH. Share it. In the sharing is the BE coming, forth.

Be the Glorious Celebration of You.

xoSasha

EXERCISE OF THE DAY: 50 slow jumping jacks. Open wide and sparkle like a star, close and reach high, the tips of your fingers like the flame of a candle. Breath deep and appreciate.

SPIRITUAL DISH OF THE DAY: From Maya Angelou - A Glorious Celebration
"Throughout her life, as in her work, Maya Angelo has affirmed and celebrated the threads that bind us one to another. She believes in us, the human family, with our rainbow of emotions, our complex imaginations. She believes in the boundless capacity of our spirits and the hope and possibility in each and every breath that we take. She wants the best from us and from herself, the best for us and for herself, knowing that we struggle, sometimes falter, stumble, lose our way."

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