Author Archives: Christina

Here and Now (54/365)

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Connect and share
We find our freedom
When we forget ourselves
In the music of the day
And just jam with life

The love is in the trust
The American dream
Was Life, Liberty, and Happiness
Not lending a dime
And hoping for a dollar

Money won’t buy life
Liberty, or happiness
You can’t buy what
You already own
Shed that old fur coat

The treasure awaits, buried
Under the weight of your
Parent’s misguided dreams
Society’s heavy lusts
Fame’s cheap burden
Man’s ticking time bomb

If you throw off these weights
Even for a moment
You just might experience
The thrill of existence
The intoxicating joy of
Having all you need

Right now

Just a whiff
And you are hooked
Nothing looks the same
In the afterglow
The trip is easier
When the pack is light

Health Care Reform

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My roommate was recently diagnosed with Fibromyalgia. She is still trying to recover from a car accident from 2006 which wasn’t properly treated. She didn’t start getting headaches until July of that year (her accident was in April).

Her current doctors have her on 3 medications currently, each of which costs $5/month out of her pocket. She could get some physical therapy at a local pool, but it costs $9/VISIT.

This is a clear case of short-term thinking. Drugs to her are cheaper than healthy lifestyle changes. This will hurt ALL of us in the end.

Magical (52/365)

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Children are magical
Babies of all kinds
Kittens
Puppies
Piglets

They are so close
To the beginning

Like a single-celled organism
In the span of evolution
They were the first

What do they know?
What do they remember?

Good thing they are mute
The first year or two
Or we might not believe
Their stories from before

What is Love? (51/365)

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What is love?
The recognition
Of yourself in others
People, animals, things

We are the light
Shining through
6 billion vases
Different colors
Shapes
Some dark and dim
Others bright

We live to let
That little light of ours shine
Knowing we each
Got a different vessel
And loving through
The filth

Love is the hardest thing
In this world of puppets
And illusions
We can be tricked into
Thinking our skin will
Really matter

Not in a million years

Pouring Forth (49/365)

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I’m so full
My heart is fat
My stomach is big
I laugh like Buddha
My little gray ants
Scurry away to build their own world
Some people want to shine a light
I want to grow an army
Off the wisdom of the ancients
What could we do?
Solve this world’s problems
Or voyage upward and onward
Jump this fishbowl
And breathe some new air
But they won’t care
What we did
Unless we guarded freedom
And opened the floodgates of love.

Fishing with the Boys

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Fishing with the Boys, originally uploaded by Chrissy Mc.

Tell me what doesn’t look right about the picture above. My dad, a fanatic fisherman, looked at this picture later, disgusted, and said “You’re holding that FISH like a BABY!”

It all made sense while reading “The Female Brain,” by Dr. Louann Brizendine, M.D.:

“One of my patients gave her three-and-a-half-year-old daughter many unisex toys, including a bright red fire truck instead of a doll. She walked into her daughter’s room one afternoon to find her cuddling the truck in a baby blanket, rocking it back and forth saying, “Don’t worry, little truckie, everything will be all right.”