Gaia: The Integral Pod - Inspirations, Influences, Pandits and Exemplars - Stuart Davis

Re: Stuart Davis

http://aqalicious.gaia.com — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 17:44:36 GMT

Thanks for the head's-up on the LA show, Gina! Sadly, the timing of that show - like Stuart Davis himself, but this time in a bad way - sucks with great intensity. Liz and I definately won't be able to make it.

Therefore, Stu, I dedicate one of your own songs to you: Asshole World Renown:

Bored stiff with my wallet fat, I ordained myself a diplomat
bought a plane and some aerosol, sprayed my name on China's Wall
Then I pissed all over the Kremlin steps, punched a monk in Tibet
got drunk and disordered in the ol' big Apple, passed gas in the Cistine Chapel

I've thrown darts at the Mona Lisa, tied lead weights to the tower of Pisa
sold salt water in the big Sahara, then I took a shit in the Riviera
Asshole World Renown

Went to Rome and spread V.D., robbed the homeless in Tahiti
was slapped by a woman in the great Euphrates, kidnapped kids in the slums of Haiti
Poisoned livestock in Korea, tainted food shelves in Tanzania
torched Saigon like a Buddhist pyro, slashed tires in the streets of Cairo

I chucked eggs at Castro's doorway, I once puked on the king of Norway
for eighteen days I roamed Japan, choking little kittens with my bare hands
Stuck my gum on Venus De Milo, did Zimbabwe shooting rhinos
ran nude straight through Nepal, spit my chew in Taj Mahal

Asshole World Renown

~~~

<sigh> Oh well...whoever gets to go to this show: enjoy! He's wickedly entertaining.

cheers,
Arthur

Re: Stuart Davis

http://FireAngel.gaia.com — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 17:15:46 GMT

In concert
LA July 5th

Knitting Factory

Re: Stuart Davis

http://datinggod.gaia.com — Thu, 27 Mar 2008 16:37:26 GMT

oh yeah . . . the new album is so good . . . it's on constant rotation . . . have you seen his "other blog"? it's at http://www.dreamusher.com/ and he has a button up for paypal. "the wand" is fabulous . . . and river is also delicious . . . :)

Re: Stuart Davis

http://transcend-include.gaia.com — Thu, 27 Mar 2008 02:19:37 GMT

Now I have to post the corresponding picture....

Re: Stuart Davis

http://aqalicious.gaia.com — Wed, 26 Mar 2008 03:30:56 GMT

Liz: Whatever. What has Stuart or any of them ever done for me?

~

Hmm...apparently not much, baby - but Stuart gives great hug! You'll see someday. :)

"Love made a wick out of my tongue..."

spirals,
Arthur

Re: Stuart Davis

http://aqalicious.gaia.com — Wed, 26 Mar 2008 03:21:05 GMT

Man, I am so loving this album. I want to give Stuart a big hug RIGHT NOW. His lyrics are so groovy.

Check out Wand - obviously inspired by the amazing movie The Fountain:

Wand

I’ve been building a volcano
In the basement of my navel
Stuck a straw into the sun
Sucked some light into my lungs
Love made a wick out of my tongue

Hate
Hate is a puzzle
One look and I saw double
Fear
Fear is a riddle
That made my bones brittle
Love
Love is a wand
One wave, the riddle’s gone

There’s a field of flowers pushing
Through the tissue in the torso
Love dropped that seed into my wound
Step up, my chest is gonna bloom
You should get a whiff of this perfume

Which is streaming for me right now...oooh...yeah baby. :)

gleefully spiraling out,
Arthur

Re: Stuart Davis

http://transcend-include.gaia.com — Wed, 26 Mar 2008 03:13:52 GMT

Yeah, yeah, already free, blah, blah, blah.

I'm tired of all these enlightened people running around saying how easy it all is and effortless, and "gateless gate," etc.

Whatever. What has Stuart or any of them ever done for me?

Liz

Re: Stuart Davis

http://aqalicious.gaia.com — Wed, 26 Mar 2008 02:40:55 GMT

WHOO-HOO! Stuart's new album (Something Simple) is out!

Plus, check out his funkadelic redesigned website: http://www.stuartdavis.com/

It's continuously streaming his new album, and I'm totally digging it. I'm going to buy this as soon as his website will take PayPal payments (PP is there, but it's not accepting payments just yet).

"Already Free"

Something simple
in me
woke up
already free

A thousand stories
removed
Living proof
nothing to prove

But I needed a push
to get me to see
Wherever I am
I'm already free

Hearts and minds
collide
Twist together
opening wide

My head is beneath
my feet are above
tangled up
in a comedy of...

But I needed a push
to get me to see
Wherever I am
I'm already free

I dug a tunnel
when I needed a lift
such a fool
just afraid of a gift

Something subtle
started to shift
now I'm soaring
over cliffs

But I needed a push
to get me to see
Wherever I am
I'm already free

~~~

Re: Stuart Davis

http://aqalicious.gaia.com — Sat, 08 Mar 2008 17:17:27 GMT

One other thing - Stu is touring for his new album, check out the list of Upcoming Shows - and note that, shockingly, there are no dates on the west coast yet. I've PM'd Stu and let him know that if he doesn't do a date close to where I live, he will be spanked. (Stuart has a Gaia profile, so feel free to PM him yourself and harass, intimidate, and cajole him yourself - remember, the goal here is tour dates in California and/or Oregon!) :P

spirals,
Arthur

Re: Stuart Davis

http://aqalicious.gaia.com — Sat, 08 Mar 2008 17:09:10 GMT

I published a Stuart Davis essay on integralnews.com a while back; it got great feedback - check it out:

Infinity Hymn

In other Stuart Davis news, he's got a new album coming out, whoo-hoo! From his website:

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May 2nd, KBCO 97.3 presents Stuart Davis live in Concert at Soiled Dove in Denver. This is the CD release for Stuart's new album Something Simple, in stores everywhere March 25th. Don't miss this special night in one of Colorado's finest live music venues.

Tickets on sale now.

~~~

Stuart is ginormously entertaining live, so if you have a chance to see that show in Denver, you owe it to yourself, your soul, and all sentient beings throughout space and time to check it out. I can safely say, without fear of exaggeration, that the very survival of the human species - not to mention the entire future evolution of the kosmos - could depend on whether or not YOU are there.

(Or at the very least, even if you've never dug the Stu vibe before, you may find yourself really digging his music after seeing him live. I've seen it happen.)

spiral out,
Arthur

Re: Stuart Davis

http://aqalicious.gaia.com — Fri, 08 Feb 2008 05:26:42 GMT

Dive [click for YouTube video]

Becoming mist again
the body is a drop
Water never ends
The body is a drop
Water never ends

It isn't a mistake
the swimmer is asleep
Water is awake
the swimmer is asleep
Water is awake

It isn't a mistake
becoming mist again
Water is a friend

Chorus:
Under this wave
over this soul
Losing my arms
Nothing to hold
Nowhere to swim
ready to drown
Longing to dive
Love pulls me down
Where the water is awake
The water is alive
Dive

Nothing to hold
an island in the head
Water in the soul
an island in the head
Water in the soul

Something will survive
let the body melt
Water is alive
Let the body melt
Water is alive

Something will survive
Nothing here to hold
Let the body fold

Chorus

Now I dive
into this mystery
into this place
that has no history
That has no face
everything but water
will be erased
as I dive
The water is awake
The water is alive

~~~

Re: Stuart Davis

http://teeniedakini.gaia.com — Sun, 04 Nov 2007 05:37:31 GMT

Thanks Gina! Mmmmm with you, Lauren! :-)

And for all to enjoy (easily....) in full brilliance:

The Feminine Divine

Submitted by stuart davis on November 1, 2007 - 11:34am.

Song of the Day: Sara / Fleetwood Mac
Word of the Day: Superlation / Aggrandizing Hype

Just finished three days at the third annual Integral Spiritual Center gathering. I was privileged enough to provide music for a group of spiritual teachers that included Father Thomas Keating, Brother David Steidle-Ross, Rabbi Zallman, Roger Walsh, Swami Sally Kempton, Linda and Saniel Bonder, Musho Di Hamilton Sensei, Genpo Roshi, Terry Patton, James Fowler, David Deida, Sophia Diaz, and of course the kooky Bodhisattva we have to thank for the whole thing, Ken Wilber.

One of the things that came up at this ISC event that I really feel aligned with is the sense that what is really needed right now is a full integration of the feminine. The divine feminine, of course, but also in a practical sense, socially, politically, and personally. Not just more feminine leadership and guidance, but a more full unfolding of the feminine in men as well.

On day two of the event Genpo Roshi, while conducting Big Mind with the group, asked to speak to one of the deeper feminine voices in each of us. What came through me (speaking as that Feminine voice) was a real sense of heart break and waiting. The Divine Feminine voice in me said she was waiting for five little boys to grow up (Buddhism, Christianity, Islam, Hinduism, Judaism). She needs -literally- to make love in this world, to give birth to a new way for the planet to exist. She has been holding her love and attention over this planet for thousands of years, watching as five little boys have had their way with a World they are not mature enough to steward. She is waiting to usher in a future, but she can't do it alone, and she won't have a partner until the five little boys grow up. Humanity's survival depends on it. Not the survival of the religions, or faith, or god, or even the planet. People. If people are going to keep living, if we have hope of being around in 1,000 or 10,000 years from now, we will have grow into a full, mature balance with the feminine -at every level of ourselves.

I'm not a militant feminist or anything, but I (stuart, that is, the normal guy, not the Divine Feminine) will say flat out that the five major religions have been an unremitting patriarchal circus for as far back as we care to trace their history. To this day, none of them have truly included, embraced, and expressed the depths of the healthy mature feminine Wisdom that is so desperately needed to usher us into our future selves.

I thought it was very interesting that David Deida pointed to research that shows women (collectively) are developmentally 15 years ahead of men in this country. I believe it. Being at ISC this week has really put me back in touch with this ache, this pain in my heart that unless all of us -men & women- find a way to bring true mature balance to our Wisdom traditions, we're screwed. I am convicted that unless 1, the five little boys grow into healthy men, and 2, the feminine and masculine of those traditions grow into a balance they've never had -unless those two things happen, the prospects are very, very dim.

Either the next 1,000 years will be the age of the feminine or it will simply be one of the last ages. That would be so sad, and honestly the ache in my heart over this also comes from hoping we don't forfeit this incredible gift. The precious, rare human vehicle. Such an exquisite combination, our blend of animal and angel. Every minute we straddle base instinct and high intuition.

I started really ruminating about this stuff around 2001. No coincidence this when I fell in love with my wife. In a very concrete way, the feminine divine showed up in my life through my wife, and since that first time we kissed I have been a student of that Mystery. I don't just literally experience my wife as a Goddess, an Angel, a Dakini. I KNOW she is. There are few things I am sure of in this way. But I do know I am utterly incapable -on my own- of becoming a better person, of living more fully as love, of going against the seduction of my personal preferences, of being a dad, a partner, an artist, a spiritual practitioner. And I do know absolutely that my wife is the only person I've ever met who I trust enough to enter the crucible of Family. I am clear that I need to learn how to serve the feminine (mundane and divine) and that I really, really need help. My wife is the one. She is the living embodiment of feminine wisdom that I don't understand but so deeply need. I cannot survive without it, I cannot fulfill my purpose without her. Having taken the Bodhisattva's Vow (to awaken for the sake of all beings, to continue working until they are all free) I know how LOST I would be in this work without her. The truth is left to my own impulses, my own preferences, my offering would be a fraction of what it is with her.

She has not had the easiest job in the world. When she became my partner I'd spent ten years doing what I wanted, with whomever I wanted, whenever I wanted, however I wanted. I had a very distorted perspective of love, family, relationship, and spirituality. I was a dissociated Zen Practitioner. My idea of practice was climbing into my Buddhist Tree Fort in the clouds and removing myself from the mess of reality, family, relationships. My wife is the only one who's ever been able to get me out of that tree fort in the sky. She has pulled me into mess after mess. I am not out of the woods, I never will be. But after five years with her I feel so blessed that she has had the patience and strength to sit in the furnace with me. To hold me in relationship, to help me learn to be a husband, a friend, a father. It has been slow and painful, for everyone involved. I would not trade it for anything in the Universe. I feel it working. I know my life is in the right place.

This is how the science of love works. The empirical method of "we". I go kicking and screaming, fighting my wife (because I am that little boy, I have been all five little boys my whole life). My personality, the facade of my small self, screams "this is bullshit! fuck this!". My soul knows better, and says "freak out all you want, we're following HER." And luckily, the soul is actually steering the vehicle. These experiments prove what works. You repeat the experiment, it works again. Pretty soon it's obvious that trusting this woman, that leaning into her wisdom produces more clarity, greater depth, bigger love. You can't deny the data.

The soul will let the personality sit on its lap and pretend its driving most of the time, but when a truly important direction is needed, it will take the wheel and tell the personality "too bad, we're going this way". And that's the way it's been with me and my wife. My personality -for years- thought it was all insane. Marriage? Kids? Messy, noisy, complicated tests that continually expose me as the clumsy, lazy, dork I am? Why would I take that instead of fucking groupies, changing towns every night, hotels, parties, and an endless succession of fun (intermingled with lots of Buddhist meditation to make me look SOOOO good and spiritual...). Why did I go with my wife instead of the carnival? More importantly why have I stayed with my wife? More-more importantly why has she stayed with me? Put up with the punishing trial that is marriage to spoiled little boy?

Because she sees beyond it. Beneath it, through it, and she knows there's more in there. A husband, a dad, an artist, a Bodhisattva wanting to do real work, who really needs help. She sees things I can't, and lucky for me it happens to be her craft, her genius, to patiently tease apart the knots, to study the blocks with the love that dissolves them. Over years of holding her love over the chaos in my head and heart and soul, something happens. A little boy grows up.

That is what I want. To learn in this life how to leave the World more whole, more full of love than it was when I came into it. I want to participate in serving the age of Feminine on this planet, because our healing requires it, and so does our survival. Beyond just surviving, I know we can't really be free without that part. Nothing can be left behind, left out. It's a very big thing to want those five little boys to grow up. But the way I can help make that happen is just really recognizing how I am that little boy. Focus my life by trusting and submitting to my wife and daughters as often as is needed (millions upon millions of times). Not just submitting in a way that forfeits my power. Surrendering in the way that allows me to die into a bigger self. I can't do it without her.

It does not often make sense to my rational mind. The gifts my wife and daughters give me are routinely unrecognizable to my thinking self. But my soul knows its in the right hands. As the little boy of Buddhism, I am so grateful to be able to be growing up, and into a better partner for my wife. And I want my daughters to grow into a world where their feminine presence, their unique Wisdom is received as the saving Grace it truly is.

I want to take this moment to thank all the women who have been waiting for the little boys to grow up. Thank you for your patience and your willingness to remain. Please show us how to receive the gift of your grace. Thank you for not giving up on us, after all we've put you through. Even in the midst of what we're putting you through right now, all over the world. Help us wake up in time.

Re: Stuart Davis

http://plums.gaia.com — Fri, 02 Nov 2007 18:28:49 GMT

mmmmm, Gina. Thanks.

Re: Stuart Davis

http://FireAngel.gaia.com — Fri, 02 Nov 2007 16:10:14 GMT

Stuart speaks to the divine Feminine.

My heart was aching while reading this.

Thank you Stuart.

Re: Stuart Davis

http://ewantownhead.gaia.com — Thu, 09 Aug 2007 08:21:46 GMT

Wow.

Re: Stuart Davis

http://riversong.gaia.com — Thu, 09 Aug 2007 01:29:33 GMT

Yippee, hooray for Stuart.... what a wonderful exposition! My heart soars. Jane

Re: Stuart Davis

http://plums.gaia.com — Wed, 08 Aug 2007 22:44:14 GMT

"the actual process of evolution is not a pretty affair. it's like making sausage or laws. you don't want to know how it's actually done."

This fantabuloso insight brought to you courtesy of the subject of this thread.

I was reading a fairly recent blog post of Stu's and started to dig it, then started to REALLY dig it, then started to squeal and yelp to myself. Please, pull up a chair, settle your tushy in nice and comfortable, and join me...
Persist if the first few paragraphs don't interest you much. There's a story within a story within a story here, and it's worth waiting for the momentum to build.
and, Hail Marcy!

Here's the rest of the post:

Hollywood Blogs / Relationship

Submitted by stuart davis on July 12, 2007 - 5:16pm.

song of the day: Owner of a Lonely Heart / Yes
word of the day: Salubrious / favorable to or promoting health; healthful:

i have never been so engaged. this month i am finishing an album, a book, and a new screeplay. i wake up every day about eight a.m. meditate while my wife goes to yoga class, then i baby sit my daughters for a couple hours. work on my screenplay. my wife comes home, watches the kids, chats with me, i work on the screenplay till about noon. go to the studio. on the way there in the car, make as many phone calls as i can. check in with E, the gang. arrive at studio. work on the record all day. cut vocals, guitars, do production. in between tracking, work on my book (Sex, God, Rock 'n Roll, edited by Ken Wilber sucka, coming out on Shambhala / Random House). leave the studio, get home at nine or ten, work on screenplay again till 1am. fall asleep. repeat.

album is still going incredible. we did guitars yesterday with Dave Levita (Alanis Morisette's guitarist on Jagged Little Pill and others) who played on Twisted Mystery and Wand and turned them into hits! every song we put up, it sounds like a single. a multitude of singles on this thing.

very interesting times. i have made 13 albums in my career. this one feels completely different. not just musically, but energetically. i have reached a threshold in my work, and for the first time ever in my life, i am utterly, absolutely resolved to have a hit record. a successful record, that millions of people hear. and i'm unwilling to accept any other outcome. up until this year, i have been not only content with my role on the periphery of the industry, but actually luxuriated in it. i did not want the responsibility that came with larger success. in other words, i did not want the relationships that come with it. because the truth of it is, you can't do it alone. no artist, ever in the history of truly large-scale endeavor, ever did it alone. in reality, we can't do anything alone. make a baby, bake bread. there's no such thing as true isolation. we are interdependent beings, constitutionally. like or not, we either live in relationship or die. but there is a lot of range. from less relationship to more.

i spent the first fifteen years of my career with the least amount of relationship possible. i was single, for the most part. i never had a record label. i was extremely resistant to having any kind of manager, publicist, publisher, booking agent, because it meant relationship. i wanted to do whatever i wanted, however i wanted, with whomever i wanted. part of it was selfish, but part of it was pure too. it wasn't only that i didn't want to be beholden to others, it was also that i wanted to be radically available to the Mystery, creativity, inner realms. It took me over a decade to really sate my hunger for interior exploration. i wrote hundreds and hundreds of songs, meditated long hours, retreats, spent lots of time alone. lived alone, worked alone, travelled alone. one man show.

and the parameters of my career reflected that. i have always been fortunate to have a successful career. without any label or relationships, i still managed to sell tens of thousands of CDs by touring and so on, and that of course was only possible because of relationship. between me and the audience every night. and i have always loved that relationship. one night stands. basically having spiritual tantric sex with groups of strangers all over the country. each show is a pillow party of sorts. that was easy. anonymous, but not cheap or shallow. there is actually very deep connections and vulnerabilty in the concert event, but its fleeting, which makes it palatable to someone with an allergic reaction to sustained intimacy (the old me).

and then i met my wife. and who knows why, but sometimes you meet the exception to the Rule, and all bets are off. i don't think i'll ever know why, but my wife is the person who is able to get me to transcend my own nature. she has a gift, i guess. for example, i was always categorically against having kids. it was my one non-negotiable with women. i would never, ever have children in this life time. i ended relationships with two women i loved because of it. it was just not going to happen, period. then i kissed my wife one night, and -sounds ridiculous but its true- i realized that i didn't know who i was. it was as though the "me" that categorically refused to have children was actually a decoy. there was another me, or another level of me, that woke up when she kissed me. that self said "ok, we'll take it from here" and i realized not only would i be a father, but it was already DONE. in some strange way, i already knew my daughter(s). and a couple months later, i was married. and a couple months later we were pregnant. and people looked at me and were like "who ARE you? what have you done with Stuart?" and that was about right, because the old me, while still present, was being absorbed into a new identity, a new self. one difference in the new guy was relationship. the new self was actually entering into a relationship, to stay. relationship with wife, relationship with daughter. the old self fucking HATED it. screamed, kicked, freaked out. the new self watched and said "do what you gotta do. but we're staying." and i never would have found that new self, the one that was willing to go into relationship, if it were not for my wife. it is like she knows the code. a code that night even *I* know. i look at the locks over my heart, and sigh "oh, this thing is fucking BOLTED. we're screwed. it will never open. its welded SHUT." and it's true. until she shows up, and looks at it, and goes "oh, you just do *this* silly!" and with one mysterious touch, it's all gone. no lock, no nothing. like it was never there.

maybe that's what a soul mate is. maybe that's what true love is, or what, i don't know. but once we were married, and had a kid, then another, i found myself in a very very intimate relationship with not one, but three females. my wife and two daughters. and pretty soon they were doing that magic stuff on all different parts of me. opening this, dissolving that, building muscle, melting scars. they began to remake me, into an ever-more recognizable Me. as it goes along, i feel a more authentic self coming more to the fore. it's a resting. a simple abiding, made possible by allowing, submitting to some (sometimes) incredibly uncomfortable adjustments. but remember, even bliss can be uncomfortable if you're not acclimated to the clarity of its atmosphere. this morning i spent two hours with a screaming baby. it was not comfortable. but it was not as excruciating as three years ago, when my first daughter had cholic for six months, and i would hold her screaming little body for four or five hours, without a break, without a pause in her banshee wailing, and i literally -vividly and exquisitely- imagined killing myself, over and over, putting a pistol in my mouth and squeezing the trigger. very detailed, i could taste the metal of the gun, the weight of barrel on my tongue, the resistance in the trigger against my finger, and the final white out of my skull being opened. and then i would exhale, and somehow, the mock-suicide allowed me to laugh just enough, provided a momentary valve, that i could keep going.

i bring that up, because i think that's the thing with relationships. they are tantra. real tantra. forget fucking yourself into an hour long orgasm. even a dip shit with zero impulse control can do that. try holding a screaming baby for six months, going without sex, and staying in relationship -conscious relationship- for years with the same people. that's tantra. everything else is tiddly winks. but somehow, in spite of my own dissociative tendencies, in spite of my aversion to intimacy, surrender, submission, and above all relationship, somehow in the last three years there's been a little progress. today my baby cried for two hours, and not once did i have to imagine killing myself while i held her. it's all thanks to my wife, of course. she has stayed, waited, endured, and lovingly (and sometimes sternly) opened the locks on my being, gradually allowing me to become more me. and the actual process of evolution is not a pretty affair. it's like making sausage or laws. you don't want to know how it's actually done. it's tantra. it's relationship. now, when i look at a Tonka and I see the Buddha and Dakini entwined in the sexual asana, i have a very different recognition of what that means than i did five years ago, when my wife first kissed me.

i come from a Zen background, which i felt a (mistaken) alignment with initially because i thought it was a tree fort in the sky, where i could hang out and watch the World. and of course, it's been precisely the opposite. every moment of authentic Zen has led me deeper into relationship, opened me more and more to mysterious ways in which we all exist in each other, until i have begun to feel my very own being inextricably mingled with heart and soul of my wife, daughters, family, friends, and strangers. as its always been, it just took years of tutorials from my (vajrayana) wife to open my eyes.

and i'm finally at the beginning. my wife has gotten me to the starting line, because after a five year intensive retreat in tantric relationship, she has transformed me from an insular, agentic navel-gazer into a grumpy, mercurial family man who's marginally capable of being in real relationships. no small feat, my Dakini darling. hats off to you.

that is to say, my wife prepared me for the music business. the TV business. the worlds of movies, books, and multi-media enterprise. not that i'm some aweseome relational dude now -i'm not and i never will be. i'm a chronic introvert, ironically afflicted with exhibitionist tendencies. but my wife has at least help me grow enough to be in relationship. not to be good at it, or exemplary, but functional. adequate. work-able. sufficient for the task at hand. and that's all the Mystery was looking for.

i realize all this now, as I sit in L.A. in the studio, working on finishing this album, which i am determined -absolutely resolved- to see become a huge record. what will it take? relationship. lots and lots of committed relationship. sustained engagement with many, many people in the music world. and i am committed to that, and eagerly receive it as a gift, an opportunity to expand and cultivate love in the world. five years ago? NEVER could have done it. would have freaked out, and run off to some Zen retreat. would have fled, and hid in my tree fort in the sky. today, i know there is company in solitude, and solitude in company. that's my heart beating in my daughters chest, my breath moving in and out of my wife's body. and so on with all people. i WANT the relationships that will allow for us to all enact our greatest love in this life. i am ready to see Alex Gibson and Nate Jenkins at the top of their field. and this is the year. i am ready to go all ove the world and participate in an exuberant awakening in mainstream media. i'm ready to go arm and arm with Majeski Media into the dumpsters and temples that make up these industries. now is the time. it's all about love. and i have my wife to thank for making it possible.

what i'm called to do in this life is participate in mystery through art. we awaken each other with these lamps: music, television, movies, books, art, and events. all of those are entirely relational. it is an inter-subjective age. i have deep conviction there is a large, significant awakening under way. in all spiritual traditions, in all realms, and our continued existence as a species depends upon our ability to navigate it. we either make this evolutionary leap in the next few generations, or we are literally fucked and extinct. it would be enromous loss of depth and love if that were to happen. now, without sounding grandiose, that's where the love is. that's where the action is. to whatever extent i am allowed to participate in this unfolding, this increase in our humanity, i want to absolutely give it ALL. i want to contribute as much luminosity as possible. that requires relationship. i want to be in relationship with millions of people, through art, in order to serve all of us becoming more human. in order to serve all sentient beings.

i thank my wife, my friends, my teachers, my label, and my "enemies" for working with me to make it possible. keep teaching me. please.

Re: Stuart Davis

http://aqalicious.gaia.com — Sun, 29 Jul 2007 21:36:13 GMT

Pelle: Five different Stuart albums can be found in the Itunes Store - for those of you who prefer buying CD's online.

~~~~~

Thanks, Pelle! My personal favorite way to buy a Stuart Davis album is directly from him at a concert. Hopefully it won't be too long before I get to see one of his shows again.

spirals,
arthur

Re: Stuart Davis

http://pelle.gaia.com — Sun, 29 Jul 2007 19:31:34 GMT

Five different Stuart albums can be found in the Itunes Store - for those of you who prefer buying CD's online.

Pelle

Re: Stuart Davis

http://aqalicious.gaia.com — Sun, 29 Jul 2007 18:50:18 GMT

Great, Lauren! Thanks for the link to Drown you provided. :) You're right, there's a ton of other great related stuff, like Savoring Samsara - another favorite of mine, which has been known to lift me out of doldrums. Jonah, one of my all-time favorite songs by him, is a brilliant and moving evocation of the trail of wreckage suicide leaves in the lives of loved ones left behind. Fall Awake - yeah baby! What a great song about spirit struggling to stay present and conscious in a cultural matrix that doesn't support it. Nothing in Between is a beautiful song about our interconnectivity and unitive nature, a celebration of spiritual communion. Flower of a Zero is the song that first changed my response to Stuart Davis from "damn, I want to like this guy, but his music is kinda boring" to "wow, this is a fucking great song!" This particular clip shows a bit what his stage shows are like (but you really need to go to one to get the full experience, and a lot of people have mentioned really falling in love with his music only after seeing a live show). Ladder is a profoundly chilling song about the glory, horror and potential of our evolutionary journey. Rock Stars and Models is fucking hilarious.

Thanks again for bringing this stuff to our attention, Lauren. :)

spiral out,
arthur