I've lived in my home on and off for my whole life. It's my grandma's house. Since my mother and I have moved around every which way, My grandma's house is really the only place that I feel at home in. Untill she yells at me to wash my dishes... then i grumble and moan about how I need my own place.. :P

Fact is set in stone. It's something that has been discovered and proven numerous times. Truth is a bit of an opinion. Facts do not differ between people. Where as what some people know to be true, others believe differently. I usually decide weither something is true by first by intuition. What I feel about said truth. And then by large amounts of research on the topic. Which has worked out pretty good so far. :)

So recently I've been doing some research on Indigo children.

I've always felt out of place in this body. And had ideas that I knew were really out of the ordinary. For example. I've always thought about powers that I think I had and then when I wonder why they arn't working.. It hits me that I don't have them.

"Hmm I wonder why I'm not flying, oh yeah.. because I can't" :P how weird is that. Theres numerous other things that have made me feel like I'm a complete lunitic...

Anyway as I was saying about the research. I found this idea of star people. People born with 4th and 5th dimension brains in 3rd dimension bodies. This makes perfect sense. I of course I feel odd in this body because my brain is using more that it sposed to be! On this realm at least.

Well of course this idea was so odd. I had to do more research. I found out that there is a whole mess of people like me. Indigio children. Earth Angels. People who are here to remind the 3d humans that there is something else at work. And that we are a divine species.

This stuff sounds way better when I say it out loud. But after reading all of this and finding out that the good majority of attributes of an indigo child are attributes I posses.. I feel so enlightened.. I feel like I've finally found what my life is ment for on this earth.

Of course this empowers me more to become a teacher. So I can have a good influence on the up and coming crystal children who have already started being birthed. I've met a few of them from friends who have recently had new additions to their family. In fact one of my friends is the mother of an indigo AND a crystal. How exciting for her!

I can't wait to I have my own crystal child if the kosmos will it.  Of course I would like to enhance my own abilites before my children come so I can cater to their needs as the new breed of human being..

on a darker note.. if nothing happens in 2012.. i'm going to be PISSED! lol

Let me paint a picture!
It's sunset on a florida coast.
On the horizon you see tall groups of  palm tree's shilouetted against a golden mango yellow mixed with with orange tones. The clouds float lazily across the setting deep orange sun like cotton candy. Coral pinks and pastel blues mixed with darker shades of purple. The rays of light peak out over the clouds reminding you of something divine above. God must be a painter. And a floridian. :P

of course during the day its much different.. but the sunsets are enough to make you remember that life..is.. good.

My mum. I've lived with her for the most part my whole life. A few incriments of my life I was else where.. but for the most part her.

Um.  Well let's see. My room has been passed around the family. I think my room was originally my gramma's studio. And then it was my uncle's room and then my sister's and then my uncle's again. He was the last person to reside in my room before me. He passed away and my aunt then moved out. Now I live in there.

As far as my house. It was a salon before it was our house.

German industrial music... mostly for the sound of the german language in rock form.. I love it. I can't understand why people dislike the german language so much. I think its powerful! Anyways, all my friends have a question mark over their heads when I put it on. :p

One time, my grandma was yelling at me for something, and her false teeth fell out. We both couldn't help but laugh. That was awesome. :)

<3 and light,
Ashley

As I look around this wasteland of the melting pot it is not faces I see.. not people.. but ideas.. on who you are.. what you're like.. what you do.. it is not your mind that intrests me but how you look, what your wearing.. are you punk goth emo prep freak gangsta surfer skater gamer hippie bohemian. What you have to say means nothing to me.. it is the color of your skin that I am focusing on cause if you are black I know you talk with an accent and if your mexican I know your a drain on the society  and if your indian I know you're a terrorist and if you're white i know your ignorant and racist. I can tell even more about you if i were to know your religion. I know that if you're baptist, you are a fool for god, but you don't really follow his rules, and if your a catholic your a sinner, and if your a pagan.. you worship the devil. It doesn't matter that your smart or a good person, because I already know everything about by the way you dress or the look on your face, the cross around your neck or the pigment in your skin. It does not matter if your intellect matches mine or if a conversation between you and I would be most fullfilling.. It is no intrest to me that if I sat down and talked.. really talked to you.. I would find that you and I only differ in apperance. No.. all I care about is if your hair is the way I would do mine if I were you.. or if your clothes are to my aporval... because god forbid if they were not I would shun you and not even give you a second glance. What you look like is all I care about. What's on the outside is all that matters. Our not so sheltered little world is a melting pot yes. But its like mixing oil, water, and salt.. the oil hovers above the water sits in the middle and the salt sinks to the bottom. And even though we are stuck in this giant pot togather.. we separate because of a judgement we believe is true.

Oh this is an easy one. I would add a section devoted to the arts. All arts, Dance, Visual, musical, Studio. Maybe even a really awesome classified section for galleries, classes, shows, theatre auditions. That would be an awesome section. :D

I love seeing people open doors for other people. I like watching strangers do things for other random strangers. I love smiling at some one and seeing their face light up with confusioin and intrigue caues their not quite sure what I'm smiling about.

I love this story:

It was a busy lunch at the sub shop I worked in. Customers lined up at the glass making sure their subs were being made correctly. I was working the registar as usual. My bubbley personality makes for great customer service I'm told? Anyway, the man in front of me had no stand out features. He was just a regular guy. Behind him a regular woman. The man had bought the most expensive sub on the menu. Prime rib. The woman behind also got a pretty expensive sandwich. Honey mustard chicken. I rang him up and gave him his total, which turned out to be pretty hefty. He said to me "I'm picking up hers too, Don't tell her I did though untill I'm gone" and pointed to the woman behind him. Confused, because they had not spoken to or even looked at each other the whole time they were in line, I asked "Do you know her?" He shook his head, "I've never met her. She just looks like she needs a break." I stared, even more confused, at the man as I punched in her order. He handed me his money, I gave him his food and with a quick smile, he was out the door in an instant. As if he'd never been there. The woman came up to the registar and asked how much she owed me. I shook my head and explained to her what the man before her had done. She was amazed and even more confused then me. She craned her head and looked through the big glass windows trying to catch a glimpse of the man who had just paid for her meal. She asked me if he said anything. I told her word for word. Her eyes widened. Apparently she had been having some money and family troubles and on that particular day she was very very stressed. She left the store with that lovely confused but obviously bright smile. It made her day, I think. :)

I told one of my co-workers what had happened. He said plainly, "Maybe it was an angel." I decided then, that weither the man was a being from the heavens or just a man as his appearance suggested that yes.. yes indeed he was an angel. I feel blessed to have witnessed such a random act of kindness. It warms my heart right now just remembering. I hope that lady had a lovely day and her problems worked out. I hope that man is some where smiling at how good her lunch must have tasted.

:)

Autumn for me has always been very special. Its one of my favorite seasons because the whirlwind of hot headed-ness that the summer brings is slowly pushed away and in comes the cool layed back air of the autumnal equinox. Even though I'm spring by birth and summer by nature, I feel autumn in my body when it comes. It's my favorite time of year. (plus all the good stuff happens in autumn, birthdays, halloween/samhain, festival of the vines, thanksgiving. It's fun!! )

I acted brave (however poorly my acting was) when I had to get up infront of my class and talk.. I also acted calm and collected at my job interview a few days ago.. I also act like a cat on a daily basis. :P

<3 Ashley