Alex Grey

I'm sharing it because I want the world to know it exists and hope you don't take it for granted. He is brave enough to bare the parts of the soul I think we all wish we could... :)

"It's as though we are co-conspirators of consciousness--everyone, everywhere, everywhen, mixing up our openable minds. It's as though we could gather clouds in the sky and people into our lives. Like an eruption of consciousness, we discover the most important force is love. Experience yourself as the Source and appreciate every moment as perfection."
-Alex Grey

AV

My second gift of Christmas

I suppose this is a Christmas story.

I was working at the hardware store today at the cash register. A little old lady came up to the register with graphite lubricant stuff for keys. We made eye contact and I said "Hi. How are you?" She kind of laughed and replied with a German accent. "Just fine." I rang her up and blah blah blah. She was saying "I hope I can figure out how to use this. When you don't have a man around it gets much more difficult. I'm not used to these things. Lightbulbs and ahhh." I complimented her on her bravery and assured her she could do it. She started walking away and saw a tree at the front of the store as she was going out. She exclaimed, "What a straight tree!"

We talked about the tree for a while. She really liked it. I told her how much it cost and she liked it more. It comes with lights already on it, it's very straight (apparently), and I somehow ended up telling her that we could deliver it to her home.

Uhhh. We don't deliver to people's homes. But I was going to deliver that very straight tree to Agnes one way or another.

I sold her the tree and got her phone number, told her I'd call her tonight before "we brought it by." And she left with the happiest smile I've ever seen in such a short German woman.

Well the night went on and eventually I had to confess to my manager and coworkers that I had promised a delivery, and asked permission to use a company truck. We didn't have any company trucks. So I asked permission to use a coworker's truck. Luckily he said yes.

I arrived at Agnes' door and she answered immediately. She cried in glee that I had arrived. Yes, I had arrived. I was still shocked that I had even gotten the tree into the truck in one piece. She didn't want it in the box. She wanted the whole tree to be delivered and placed in her living room exactly as it had been in the store. I hauled it out of the truck and tromped into her home and tripped on a rug and set it down in the corner by a piano and a bookcase. Her home was beautiful. Everything was antique, and everything was clean, and everything was German.

After a few impossibly perfect moments of comedic timing ("A little to the left. Not that left. Back. Yes. More in the corner. Out, just a bit. There.") it was finished. I stood up, handed her the electric cable and she plugged it in. We both cheered =)

She said "I have something for you." She handed me some cash and this:

German biscuits. She corrected my pronunciation of it and said "They are very good. Not too sweet, not too sweet, very good for you, German biscuits." I thanked her so much and we embraced. She said "You brought Christmas into my home, you beautiful girl!" I think my heart burst into red and green Christmas glitter at that moment.

It was very cool to experience that today... it felt like such a gift, and I'm so glad it happened.

AV

Too busy gazing at stars...

Heyyyyyy ya! Hey ya.

Lots of new things! Get ready..... go.

(1) Un: For those of you who didn't read the Hair post and won't read the Hair post and want to know about Hair in this post: Hair was awesome. Great experience. Great. Great. Grate. GR8! LOL! JK 9er 9er... (Text-speak is gross, people. Stop doing that.)

(2) Deux: I am stoked on a lot of things, but this is pretty neat. I've audited two classes at Playhouse West, observed the students and directors and really enjoyed myself. I was impressed with the work and felt my heart pulling towards it, just begging me like a kid begs his mom for candy. "Can we go? Can we take classes? Pleeeeease!" So when I met with the founding director I remained very calm while my heart railed against my ribcage like that little kid, begging permission to take classes. He said yes, and then spelled my name incorrectly, and now I get to go play at acting school in North Hollywood.

(This photo taken approximately 30 seconds after leaving the school, sent immediately to Tristen's phone, and now hangs on the fridge under a magnet that says "Must Have Coffee")

(3) Trois: The Hardware store! My workplace. Well, I AM NO LONGER A CASHIER. But I'm still in Hardware store country, only now I am the ADMINISTRATION OF SALES office chick person lady ninja. I actually asked for ninja to be in my title but Steve said he can't fit it on the business card. I said "I get business cards?!" Then I said "It won't fit... pshhh... that's because you're not a ninja." Anyways people listen up here: If there's one thing I do better than shootin' the shishkabab in Spanglish with customers who set their chihuahuas on my counter, it is ADMINISTRATE. What does that even mean? It doesn't matter. I will get my hands on some Excel spreadsheets and wheely chairs and a legal pad for note-taking, and this sounds so sweet. Almost as sweet as the sound of receipt paper printing... or babies crying or cell phones ringing or my favorite word EVER: "Where's..." followed by some graphic hand gesture that I am to decipher as being somehow related to the item this person needs... I could probably move into Major League Baseball at this point and become a secret ninja code reader of plays they are going to do... I envision myself sitting in a niiiice box with binoculars and a big stogey in my mouth saying "Yeahhh see, he's gonna bunt see... then he's gonna look fooooor... a paint roller! but he's not sure what - hm - oh! not sure what size, but it's a 9" and he needs Purdy brand. Only Purdy." So I'll be doing office stuff, essentially. That's about all there is with that. I'm extremely happy. ProMOtion. Fun.

(4) Quatre: I know what you're thinking, "So Alison that's neat but ummm how come you're not in New York?" Well, okay, fine. I will tell you because I realize that a lot of you have been following me for years and waiting for your tickets to my shows... And part of truth is that I'm not there YET. Another part of the truth is that I'm here NOW and I'm learning about why that is. I'm learning that this is an extremely important time in my life and I'm laying some crucial foundations for myself physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, financially, etc. I'm working toward a whole self, and working towards wellness.

I've also found that I'm content with the idea of being here if it means I'm getting work. I'm in a good place with some really great contacts that I'm pursuing. If they can employ me, is it right to let it slip even even though I'm in LA right now? Nooope. So we'll see what happens and let it keep happening. I'm happy to let it be.

Thanks for reading, those of you who crawled to the finish line with your eyeballs gasping for gatorade. I'll splash you with some, here, *splash* That's better.

Lots of love.

AV