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[21 Feb 2007|10:28pm] |
Today was wonderful. I went to Nick's (that little italian joint by home depot) with my mom and jake and jereme for lunch. We enjoyed lots of red wine and italian music. Then I realized it was time for church! hah. I was still a bit tipsy. but it's all good. I figure...if it was Jesus' first miracle (turning water into wine) then......hey! I'm just following the footsteps of my Saviour.
So tonight was Ash Wednesday. Thus starting the 40 days of Lent leading up to Easter. It's my favorite time of the year at church. Amazing things always happen, the people in our church grow closer and then we have the most beautiful service ever on Easter morning, watching the sunrise together at the Wedge.
I've decided this year to give up creative laziness/apathy. So pretty much, I have to create everyday with a spiritual intent. I have to write, draw, paint..etc everyday during the 40 days. because I tend to just wait until "inspiration" comes upon me. But...I truly believe that God has given us all creative gifts and that we as humans should embrace that and let the Spirit work through us in our creations. To be a servant to the work. To bring myself to a point of innocence like that of a child. That beautiful way they have of creating without inhibition, with out thought of the outcome. just going for it. it's awesome. I want to reach that. this book I've been reading "Walking on Water: reflections on faith and art" is incredible. It's really inspired me alot. I'm excited for this season. Crazy things have always happened during Lent for me. One time I gave up hiding inside myself. giving up fear, I suppose. So I had to hug everyone when I first saw them. oh man. it was great. I shocked the hell out of everyone. including myself. Sunday...I find out what our whole church is fasting together. that should be interesting. they better not say wine and cigarettes.
So yeah, I suppose that's all. If anyone wants to get together to paint...or write....or draw....or something, give me a call.
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[28 Jan 2007|08:53pm] |
I made a drum! I formed it by hand, out of clay. Then I carved a celtic trinity in it. Then I fired it. Then I painted it blue and gold. Then I soaked goatskin in water and stretched it over the top and glued it on there and held it down with clamps. Then I added some rope and beads and removed the clamps. and.....TaDa!
     And..my nephew, Kaden, and I at the beach eating ice cream! so cute.
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[18 Nov 2006|12:56am] |
I sat down tonight with my corn cob pipe, smoked some kinnick kinnick and could finally write agian.
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As I was held in the arms of a man, who was gently kissing my head, I saw life for the first time. Life painted with astounding mountains and flowing rivers, tall trees and blooming flowers, a tender breeze and radiant sun, spirited animals and passionate souls, and songs of praise bellowing out of the canvas in a unified respect for the true Creator. The purity of the embrace filled my heart with content. God’s innocence and unconditional love was presented to me in an approach so genuine, no army of men could remove the childlike smirk from my face. It was a satisfaction of a sacred relation that no therapist could break down into a formula for future reference. No esteem from the world could replace the intimacy of Christ. And as I sat there, sinking into another realm; the apprehension of identity seemed as insignificant as the amount of streaks on the ceiling. My soul was restored beyond comprehension of the mind. The kind of beauty you hear about in fairytales was only a fraction of the paradise I fell into. Naked with no shame; bathing in living water and drying off under the Lord’s gentle breath, as He recited a poetry of truth. I sauntered about in absolution given on my behalf. Under the great oak tree, I no longer needed to drink of His blood or eat of His flesh, because He sat with me. Hand in hand, He graced me with His touch. Angles flew about professing the miracles of the Trinity. It was not imperative to speak in tounges, because the very air I took in was the Holy Spirit. Pollution of the heart did no longer exist. But instead I danced under the shining moonlight of righteousness in a Kingdom of devotion, honor, love and purity. It was a tranquility that pierced the very core of my humanity. Liberation has been attained and my faith will cease to be contained.
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[14 Oct 2006|01:49pm] |
What's been new in my life...
I graduated. It was a little odd, because it already felt like I was done a year ago. It was a good decision to go back though. I'm glad I listened to God on that one.
I got a dinner out of it too, put together by some very lovely friends. Mariah, Don & Amber, Michael, Mark, Rick & June, Lida, Amy & Chris and Ling-ka all came. It was really sweet, they each made me a vegan dish. It was a night full of wine & laughter.
( more of the dinner )
My nephew Kaden turned 2 in August. He's cuter than ever. He's a pro at soccer and can't get enough Acai.
My Goddaughter, Hero, turned One on October 1st. We had fun super-hero party for her. It was rad. I was Sunshine Superwoman, and I shot off rays of love and happiness. :] I don't have any pictures right now though.
I saw Ben Harper this summer. One of the best concerts ever. My goodness, such beauty. It felt like Heaven on earth.
I went camping this summer with Jereme, Robin & Robby. Good ol' stoney creek. Slept surrounded by trees under the stary sky with deer running about, and woke up to refreshing dive in the river of about 43 degrees, with natural rock water-slides. Resting on rocks in the sun, drinking red wine with a gentle breeze, while we wrote poetry and laughed away the day. Climbing the mountain to the the highest rock we saw, through the cougar caves until we reached a view nothing else could match. Literally feeling like you're on top of the world. Best meditation spot ever. Right where John Muir and Teddy Roosevelt sat back in the day after a good hike through the Sequoias. Then hiking up the infamous Moro Rock like it was a pilgrimage to a new world. Camp fires at night, blasting music from our shitty speakers, dancing around like natives after killer tofu avocado hummus sandwhiches. Nature Steve, the dorky camping neighbor with the RV. Oh man, I could go on and on. It was such a good trip. We cruised through the crystal caves higher than the sky in complete awe. We also have our indian names...Chelsea= White Crow, Jereme= Laughing Wolf, Robin=Smokey Bear and Robby= I don't Caribou
( the fun continues )
Also had tons more summa fun here in the badass OC and Newpy newp with my love, Robin.
( mellow yellow )
Well that's enough of an update I suppose. Life is swell. I wish I was in Africa right now. God is teaching me patience and I don't like it. Something good will come of it though. Haha, I just noticed how many times I flashed the peace sign in these pictures. Positive vibrations...Yes-I
Much love.
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[01 Aug 2006|08:28pm] |
I just purchased 3 tickets to go see Ben Harper & Damien Marley at the Greek Theater on Aug 11th. My brother will be moving that morning to colorado. Hopefully it will be a good day. Ben Harper is someone I've been dying to see in concert. So I'm stoked. Damien should be rad too.
Now I just need to stop being sick. I want fresh air and sunshine. I want to smell flowers and watch little kids play in the park. I want out of this house and for all TV's to be out of my view. aaaaaaack!
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[04 Jul 2006|10:59pm] |
Chelsea says "Go see Michael Miller play with Duncan Sheik! Michael's music is beyond beautiful."
"or else Teddy will chomp you up with his big teeth"
website
http://www.michaelmillercrusade.com/
or myspace
http://www.myspace.com/michaelmillercrusade
that's all I have to say. love my friend and listen to his music. and your life will be glorious and full of rainbows and little bunnies.
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[24 Jun 2006|09:18pm] |
  YEEEEEEEEAH! Kiro's benefit concert is tomorrow. Everyone come out and support Kiro's vision for Africa. Much Love went into this.
Things are well for me. Graduated on thursday. Good to be done.
Got some cash from relatives. Good times. Then my brother Jake got me Seu Jorge's cd and took me out to see Michael Miller play at the Gypsy Den. Then we attempted to go to a drum and base club in Irvine. They ID- 18 and over. I showed them mine and got in- WITH a drinking wristband. And then Jake- who is 21, but had lost his ID was rejected. Hahah, they didn't think he was 18, but they gave me a drinking band. It was pretty lame, so then we had to go home.
Not too much else going on. I'll post my grad pics soon.
peace
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[04 Jun 2006|02:08am] |
I just spent the last 2 days packing boxes, and moving furniture and driving to temecula (the hottest place ever) and unpacking and re-moving and blah blah blah. So hot and so tired.
My friends are gone. I just kicked in. Tara and Wes and my little Hero are far away from me. I normally go their house 4 to 5 times a week. Ack. I'm sad. I don't know what I'm going to do with my time and without my friends.
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[03 Jun 2006|02:28am] |
Donovan came out with a full box set
I want it very very very much.and I also found this...
 ahh! Donovan is my love. someone be my friend and buy them! eh..eh?
and I really miss Belgium. and having hella laughs with robin. and brooke. and getting free chocolate and fruity beer from the hot belgian waiter. !
( I love you robin )
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[26 May 2006|06:37pm] |
Trying to figure out a major is very difficult. At least for me. I wouldn't even be going to college until after Africa-- so in about a year or so. I like to think ahead, I suppose. There are too many majors, damnit. Lets see- I know I want to delve into the humanitarian world- at an international spectrum. I don't know what job specifically. I've been looking at a few....
-International Studies
-Political Science
-Sociology
-Cultural Anthropology
-Some religious school for ministry?
blaaaaaaaaah. I'll figure it out later.
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[15 May 2006|01:49pm] |
oh my gosh. my God-daughter, Hero, is pretty much the cutest girl ever.
I freakin' love her.
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[13 May 2006|03:24pm] |
I just got back from Seattle, WA last night. Beautiful city & Lovely friends.
I got stoned with a blind man. That was pretty stellar. He had like 13 guitars and played some songs for me...he sounded like neil young a bit. Other than that, we just went around town and by this pretty lake, and hiked through some trees and stuff like that. good times indeed.
And now I'm lazin' around, drinkin some bacardi and hefe weizen, listening to a 14 hour tribute to Elliott Smith on this boston radio station. It's fucking beautiful. I'm sure I'll be drunk and crying by the end of the night.
What an interesting life I lead...ha ha ha.
At least I enjoy it.
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[26 Apr 2006|10:58pm] |
I just bought a plan ticket to go to Seattle, WA
with Tara, Wes and little Hero
May 8th to May 13th.
Short trip.
But it will be rad.
I can't wait.
I might even end up staying a bit longer, if I find a place to crash.
Or have enough money for a hotel or something.
We'll see.
Point in case.
I'm stoked.
AND
This whole time I've been sad that I couldn't afford the Ben Harper and Damien Marley tickets for their show in San Diego, but it turns out they are playing at Reggae on the River...so I get to see them there. Hell yeah.
God is making me happy.
xo
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[20 Apr 2006|09:51pm] |
Wednesday afternoon, I went hiking in El Moro Canyons (Laguna) with my Mom and Jereme. Here's the wicked view driving up there.
After finally getting 10 bucks to park our car at the place, we started our hike and I found this little guy.
It was quite beautiful there. So nice to be outside and in nature. My spirit got a little recharge being surrounded by God's creation.
This hill seemed to never end.
But those hills right there made up for it.
Then I chilled with my mom on the mountain.
And ended up bumpin Bob Marley when we reached the top on 'poles road'. The other hikers seemed a bit shocked when we came around the bend with
"(We don't need no more trouble)
Make love and not war! 'Cause we don't need no trouble.
What we need is love (love)
To guide and protect us on. (on)
If you hope good down from above, (love)
Help the weak if you are strong now. (love)" blastin from our speakers.
Then we stopped to take some pictures in the flowers.
 
Then I got really happy at the end of the hike and jumped on jereme.
 and then took a legit one.  and i'll throw this one in there for good measure, because I look quite silly.  Such a wonderful day. I need to do that more often.
I decided tonight that if I was a rich, and I mean loaded with cash....then I would buy a Canon Rebel Digital XT
A G4 Mac Powerbook
and a sick orange Honda Element (minus the huge skull in the background)
but alas, I am not. So I will settle with some kick ass hikes with my family.
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[08 Apr 2006|04:58am] |
Break
beat
of the century
Finally found its rhyme.
holy shit. I just had an insane experience. It's 5am and 9 pages of words just flowed out me without me knowing what I was writing. Stream of conscience free-style on paper so unreal it's too real. I couldn't stop writing. Like someone was writing through me and all of humanity would break if I put the pen down. I was shivering and unsound, but somehow it came together in a profound verse of reality. Pure satisfaction in the action of my mind.
I also saw SAUL WILLIAMS perform some spoken word at UCI campus last night with my brother Jereme and my mom. His words were so powerful my heart skipped a beat, more than once. His words were the drum beat of brutal honesty. I was floored, to put it bluntly. Absolutely floored. I was ever since I saw him recite spoken word in the film, Slam, a couple years ago. But to see him in a shitty auditorium full of hip-hoppin asians with his voice ricocheting of the walls of my own soul....it was a kiss from God. I got to meet him after the reading. First 'famous person' I've ever met. First person I truly admired from a distance, that I've ever met. And it showed. I went to shake his hand and froze like the 3 week old turkey in our freezer. I shook his hand and said "it it it was gg--g--g--goood" and handed my book (well his book)
Saul- thank you so much. and what's your name?
Me- chchelsea
Saul- How do you spell that?
Me- C-H-E-L-S-E-A
Saul- signed the book and smiled with such purity I couldn't move
Me- right on. thanks.
Saul- shakes my hand with both of his hands and says 'Indeed'
Probably the lamest thing I could have said to him. But thats okay, we aren't all able to speak with such ease in the presence of such talent and humility wrapped into one. Good Lord that was an intense night. I practically cried at the end. He also let the audience ask questions, and the best part was that his answers went on for like 20 minutes with such detail and absolute genius and truth. Best night in a long time or almost ever. Check him out.
 
http://www.saulwilliams.com/
peace and love
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[02 Apr 2006|12:11am] |
Some things that have made me happy as of late.
x Elliott Smith whispering my dark secrets and memories straight back into my soul.
x Ben Harper lyrically confessing the spiritual journey he has taken, bringing me to my knees with his raw voice and humility.
x Saul Williams spitting out spoken word with such intensity and truth, it pulls the strings in my heart and makes me want to write for days on end.
x Getting stoned and riding my bike in the rain with no jacket, singing super loud and off tune, falling over, riping my skirt and eating the gravel- all in front of the rite-aid employee.
x Going to mike & jays and eating pasta and laughing at the oddly shaped noodles and the little black girl with an afro sitting on the steps for EVER.
x My pretty orange bike being fixed and so much fun.
x My friends Tara and Wes being super cool and super fun.
x The smile and laugh of my God-daughter Hero.
x The thought of moving to Africa soon, showing the children there what love is and serving God however else I can.
x Cheesy romantic comedies, like Bridget Jones Diary.
x Acai Bowls.
x Vegan pizza.
x My brother Jereme being so genuine, loving and wise.
x Reading 'The Sacred Romance' and doing the workbook along with it- learning more about myself and God's heart.
x Sunny days at the park, lying against a tree, listening to damien rice and watching little kids running and smiling, the dads chasing after them in a youthful laughter, puppies playing with eachother, moms talking in a super annoying voice, and really pretty trees and birds and sleeping homeless guys.
x Yoga
x Getting a guitar tomorrow
Some things that have made me bummed as of late
x Not having a job (yes there are reasons keeping me from getting one right now)
x Finishing school, even though I find it pointless at this time
x Trying to be friends with my parents and doing a not so good job
x Not having a cute bearded boy to hug (why I like beards so much? I'll never know)
x Never seeing Robin or Mariah or Paul or Felicity or my other friends anymore.
x Being thirsty and not having water
x My lovely 'acai friends' Ed and Aaron going back to Colorado
x Ben Harper & Damian Marley probably selling out before I get enough cash
x Never seeing my brother Micah or my nephew Kaden
x My family wanting to kill the cute little rats running around the garage and house. (even though they are probably carrying diseases....they are soo adorable and they haven't done any harm yet.)
I felt the need to make a list. Examine what's up in life. I think I'm rather happy at the moment. I do miss my friends though.
I was given a 'beat' by Wes the Mes- to write spoken word or a rap to and then go record it at Violet Lantern Studios. It's rather difficult. Mainly because I'm nervous and feel intimidated by the rest of the crew- musically and lyrically speaking. I started writing something, but I think I'll scratch it. Meh. It's a cool opportunity. Hopefully I can feel free in doing so and get my heart onto paper.
the end.
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[28 Mar 2006|12:40pm] |
BEN HAPER & DAMIEN MARLEY ARE TOURING TOGETHER IN AUGUST 06!!!
that deserves a FUCK YEAH!!
:]
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