Mateo

breath from the one

mateo@getselfcentered.com — Mon, 23 Jun 2008 22:15:00 GMT

the cool california breeze

tickles the hairs on this skin

dive deep within

w/the deep breath

out in

As I look to the sun

There's work to be done

on these beaches

and farthest reaches

Stretchin strong to release

Breathe deep in and then out

in the stillness she shouts

Son you are the one

buck up, another bout

stoutly stating

participating

no hesitation

palpating

& PULSING wit da rhyddm

don't stop but don't hit 'em

too hard with your song sing loud and along

sing peace love and healin

God willin we got time

to rhyme of the sublime

mom's a quarter, she's a dime

linger longer let it sink

blink twice and breathe

deep & steady now

nevermind all the noise

step up and show how

to show up, it's needed now

So sit back and unravel the stresses of the past

fast comes the path

and the fallout aftermath

of this

this this?

BLISS

take this

deep in the chest, now

heart open and hopin

faithful are the words spoken

by the sages and mystics

Brothers and sisters

The time has come,

Have some fun

We ARE the one's we've been waiting on.

bless this day

mateo@getselfcentered.com — Mon, 23 Jun 2008 22:04:00 GMT

I bless this j and this day

with the spirit of creation

manifestation

great affiliation

every man woman boy and girl

will benefit from my blazin

as I slip to the side

and hold up this station

see I was born a king

not of things

but this land

the most high has blessed this mind

this spirit

these hands

and it's up to just me

to carry out these plans

that have been laid forth

at the age of my man hood

so saddle up soul jahs

time to ride through the night

in early morn we'll take flight

to the highest dreamed heights

the beast screams from inside

bringing focus and insight

to this piece of the puzzle

perhaps no more struggle

take off that muzzle

settle into the abyss

with just this:

I AM

I AM the chosen one

the son of many sons

a lineage long and strong

and blessed with the song

to rally the masses,

up off your asses,

peel back them peepers

there's work to be done.

intense transformation

mateo@getselfcentered.com — Mon, 23 Jun 2008 20:47:00 GMT

lately i've been feeling a little distracted, blasted by masses and missin my mission.

it's a strange situation i find myself facin', embracing my power while pullin from past influences to enjoy life on lower levels...so of course i wrote a poem.

i often use the analogy of suicide by gunshot to symbolize breaking out of current patterns. worry not, mis amigos, i write it out so it doesn't fester and pop, taking me with it. embrace the darkness that everything may lie in the light...lovin that. :)

you've been warned, now read on:

Goddamm*t I just wanna put a f*ckin gun to my head

End it all now, lay my blood on the bed

But if I'm dead then who will hear the words that I've said

I've forced too many situations now I'm f*cked in the head

Don't feel special no more

Just a bore in a hat

Thought I was the smoothest cat

Now I just feel lazy and fat

Gone hazy with the confusion that too often comes

From drinking myself numb

This sh*t is dumb

But it's real so I succumb

To the feeling of failure

Another trailer for a film that has yet to be written

'Cause I'm too busy, smitten

With kittens who care less

If I'm under strain or duress

Just care for caresses that I provide at my best

But these kisses are mine now

No sense in tryin, how

Can I spend so much time lyin'

On a bed of beliefs that

Bring misery

Mayhem struggle and grief

Gotta keep this sh*t brief

Cause my bed's callin me

No one sees me bleed

At one in the mornin

With the .38 warm.

Things Fall Apart

mateo@getselfcentered.com — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 15:57:00 GMT

Dude, Brother Achebe SAID IT.

It never ceases to amaze and amuse me how quickly the ship sinks when we start to rock the boat. We decide to take on our lives in massively powerful ways, and all that stuff that we thought was stability starts to crumble and tumble, leaving us stumble-steppin our way to heaven on earth...Lawd is it a rocky road, yo.

I've decided to step up (as I have been for the last two years), and enter the next experiment in this thrilling game we call livin. I've taken on a new gig, been meditating twice a day, and speaking my intentions clearly and truthfully, as opposed to candy coating and hiding in the shadows...can only bring greatness, right?

Well if you see it all as great, then damn straight. But many of us judge "good" and "bad." (yes, even meditators :) I see *** fallin off, and I get to freak out for half a second about everything going "wrong." This week alone, I've had all but two clients cancel, two dates bail at the last minute, been hit by a car, and found myself staring at my computer screen for ridiculous amounts of time wondering what the hell I'm doing/supposed to be doing.

And ya know what? It's all good. But to take the polarity judgement out of the equation (good/bad, right/wrong, fixed/broken...), it's all God. Alpha and Omega...the simple, I Am.

I feel blessed to recognize that behind every breakdown is a breakthrough. All this stumble-steppin is right in line with my divine timing. It's such a gift to simply be aware of the process, so as not to get too caught up in it all. I feel it, for sure, but I also know that this feeling is transient in nature.

All I ask is that you don't give up on me. Believe. It's in these hours of illuminated shadow that we most need the strength of our community, and when we continue to hold one another to the highest light, we find that we all start living there.

And when everything feels super stable (and just a little stagnate), start rockin. The boat may sink, but we're buoyant beings.

Jayo.

The Power of 4

mateo@getselfcentered.com — Thu, 17 Apr 2008 06:16:00 GMT

I heard something brilliant tonight: Give a relationship 4 seasons, and then evaluate and design the evolution organically. Meaning, if you really dig someone, assess the situation at the 1 year mark and see what the predominant theme has been. If it's been bliss, stay widdit. If struggle, cut ties and move on. After a year, the relationship has pretty much cut its groove and ain't changin much.

I love that theory. It takes so much pressure off. And the beauty of it is, you can shorten the 4. Give a new fling 4 dates, then evaluate. Then again, there are those who just jump in sans dinner...so give it 4 weeks. If it passes, give it 4 months. If that flies, then give it 4 seasons.

We all get that buzz at the beginning of romantic involvement, especially if we're horny. The sex alone could make it great for 4 dates, 4 weeks, 4 months, but at 4 seasons, you've pretty much seen what's what. I like that.

I have to say, it's so much more fun to play the games of life when you establish the rules at the outset. Of course, so many rules will be made up along the way, but if you lay some groundwork right after word go, then it just flows so much smoother. And I'm not talking about the "do nots." I'm not interested in someone telling me what I can't do. What I do dig is co-creation.

1. Let's give one another a whole lot of love.

2. Let's give the relationship a series of check ins...then there's no need to constantly assess, just flow.

3. Let's meditate together (and apart).

4. Let's play full out.

Essentially, dive into love headfirst and then reflect down the road at a pre-determined time, and everyone be as real as you can be.

That pretty much applies to every relationship, romantic or otherwise.

That pretty much applies to LIFE.

I love this ride. GAME ON!!!

Here we go...

mateo@getselfcentered.com — Mon, 07 Apr 2008 21:55:00 GMT

Life ain't easy, yo. I mean , c'mon...look at all these daily games in which we engage: work, romance, friendship, acquisition, management, it's all grist for the mill, for sure, but man it can be a handful. All these choices we make, all these little slivers of insanity inducement are opportunities to see ourselves clearly.

Time for a meditation...

And we're back.

Wow, what a weekend. I come from a long history of connection, expression and mandatory mutual masturbation, but this weekend blew my whistle. Fourteen sausage links in one minute? Eleven cell phones crammed in a can? Am I making any sense? Nope. Not one bit. :)

Laughter, that's the good stuff. When we can see the farce at play in our day to day, life becomes much more bearable. Gone are the impulses to pull out a 9 and spray a crowd with powder. Long lost are those feelings of formidable fallacy that weight heavy on the cerebelum. Just giggle for a minute and go apeshit for an hour. That's my secret.

And while we're sharing secrets, I've got a gorilla in my closet. It's time to take a nap, though, so I'll get back to that later. Nap, meditation...then writing. Why are these blogs so damned difficult?