Welcome To My Life

  August 24, 2011 Hey Gang! Welcome to my life, where anything is possible and nothing is as it seems. I’m the Rev. Matt and I’ll be your host – coming at you from within the depths of Geistopia. Welcome to my Life is a project, an experiment in Life and ART. A living storyboard, if you will. It’s premise is that life is experiential and that you can, and do, experience the life you choose. It is based on the use of The Wheel of Life and The ARTs for the New Millennium as life building tools. Welcome to my life is an I TV Studios/Geist…House Production. JustUs Productions would like to give a “Shout-Out” to the following for their ongoing and, oft times, unknowing, inspiration and support: (All of whom I will spare you in this moment…bar one…) A Very Generous Sponsor, who never really did want anonymity. Well, folks, it has been a while since I have checked in with you, and I find it unfortunate that I must do so now with so much negativity and discord in the air. As I have made

  August 9, 2011; 2120 Well, here we are and it is that time once more. What’s that? What time is it? ……………………. ……………………… ……………………. ………………….. *Sings* It’s Howdy Doody time! It’s Howdy Doody Time! Who could resist that? Really? I mean, the other obvious choice was, “Hammer Time!” But ol'’ M.C. ain’t got nothin’ on that lil red headed doll…and that freakin’ clown. *smiles.* Anyway…it’s daily check-in time. Not really for you but for myself. So, let’s see. Where am I right now? Who am I today? I’m feeling good. I’m feeling surprisingly good. I mean, I’m not surprised that I am feeling good. But, I am surprised that I am felling this kind of good…because it has been a very long time. Even when I’m down, I’m up. Even when I dread what I am doing, I do it with effort and concern. I am  pushing through my week. I feel like I the worst of it is over, almost like the week is half over. But, alas, it isn’t…in either case. It is only Tuesday, I have at least one more day before I c

  August 7, 2011; 2245 Ask & Ye Shall Receive What can I say? I mean, it really was made so obvious. So, part of my 3-Day challenge is also to be very regimented in the ARTs of Old – Meditation/Contemplation; Movement; Record Keeping; etc. These were the things when I was ‘right on the path.’ A daily regimen, routine. Way back when (I was so ‘young’) I used to begin each day with a journal session – dreams, thoughts, concerns, daily what-nots. Just a way to flush the brain and start clear. (“Cheking in with who I am,” if you will.) Tonight I do this in place of the morrow. I would like to begin tomorrow very fresh and clean. So tonight, I purge. I release. I enter The Underworld released and detached. No fears, or worries or thoughts. No addictions. No needs or wants or desires. Just each moment as each moment comes. What’s funny is that I can actually do that this week. The week is just…well…structured right. If I keep my focus and maintain my current momentum I should ma

  Hey Gang! Welcome to my life, where anything is possible and nothing is as it seems. I’m the Rev. Matt and I’ll be your host, coming at you from within the depths of Geistopia. Welcome to my Life is a project, an experiment in Life and ART. A living Storyboard, if you will. It’s premise is that Life is experiential and that you can, and do, experience the Life you choose. It is based on The Wheel of Life   and The ARTs for The New Millennium as life building tools. Welcome to my Life is an I T.V. Studios/Geist…House Production. JustUs Productions, the parent company, would like to give a ‘Shout-Out’ to the following for their on-going, and oft times unknowing, inspiration and support: Princess Cuddlebug Princess Sunshine Craze & Co. The Shaman The Pillar The Entire Putt-Putt-Putter Clan C.T. Briggs Bam-Bam Berton The Baker of the Cornbread The Van Man (May he rest in peace) The Messengers of The Galactic Federation Osteen, The Son The Sitter The White Rose

a August 3, 2011; 1730 Hey Gang! What’s goin on? So here we are, another day…almost done. So I’ve been doing a slightly horrible job with my challenge, and yet, I feel as though hat was expected. (After all, there is no such thing as failure if something was learned. Right?) Also, it’s been a strange, rough (in its own way) road. I have been coming down from this trip ever since I returned home, and that was a week ago. I’ve never had such a difficult time getting re-grounded before. I don’t know if it was he intensity of the energies of the trip itself, or the fact that this is the first time I quested and actually had to return to “reality.” Every time I think I am good to go there is a bump in the road. For instance, on Monday, I went and did a small job and suddenly felt myself drawn to return home. So, I did. I proceeded to pass out…for 8 hours. I can’t tell you the last time I slept that soundly and undisturbed for 8 straight hours. I would normally say, “Well, I musta need

  July 31, 2011; 2334 I felt inclined to write. I suppose this is technically my writing for Aug. 1st (Lammas.) {What a very funny time for all of this.} I foresee a night of lateness ahead and so I thought I would get a jump on things and clear the mind and spirit for the morrow. I decided to move myself to the front porch for this writing. Partly because I could. Also in part because it is truly a beautiful night. But, mostly because, as the quest revealed, I must return to the way things were back when I thought I still had time. I remember those days. I was young and eager. I had had a taste of the Divine Power in our lives. ‘Twas a mere sip, but I pursued it with such passion and vigor one would have thought I was drunk on it. (And, perhaps, some days I was.) Music for the Moment: 90.3 WZBC Boston College , Newton, MA Back in those days it was nothing for me to sit like this – quiet and still. Especially on the front porch. (And yes, for those that have experienced the front