So today, I present to you, something I wrote in 2000 for the Cubby Missalette, called The Reverend Miss Myrtle Motivation's Manifesto for the Millennium:
*Who is the Reverend Miss Myrtle Motivation? She is a preacher character that my friend Jol Devitro recognized in me, and embodying her for so many years as an art project, eventually lead me to realize that I actually AM a minister and preacher, which lead to my being trained and ordained as an Interfaith Minister.*
As I write this, it is cold and dark outside. The New Year has come and the universal blank stare is felt by all of us, as nothing is much different. The earth didn't move, the sky didn't fall and there is s till a long line at the terminal for the arrival of the second coming. At the same time, there is a quiet murmur that can be felt in your bones if you get really quiet. There is a seed that has been planted by the universal consciousness and it will begin to sprout when it gets a little warmer and we can wear less clothes. We are moving from the February Full Moon of Death to the March Full Moon of Awakening. Hibernation has kept us strong even though the depression seemed unbearable. So listen my children, for this is the dawning of a new age.
Please let me be clear that I'm not here to tell you the answers. You have the answers inside of you already. Only you know what makes you hum, what turns you on and what makes you sing. But I am here to be a reminder of what you have forgotten. I am here to give you a solid sock in the jaw that will make you snap out of your hysterical slump. I am here to tell you that YOU HAVE COMPLETE CONTROL OVER YOUR LIFE. Your will is free. Your heart is free. Your mind is free. Your ass is free, so shake it children. You can create your life the way you want it to be!
I find that we as a generation, have lost touch with the spirit. We have lost our ability to have and to hold the God inside us. We have forgotten that our own inner solar systems are guiding the evolution of our consciousness. This American Machine has taught us that listening to our hearts is wrong and bad, unless it makes us a millionaire with stocks to share. The Capitalist Bully has pushed us into a corner and demanded we live a life that makes us sick all the time, that makes us DIS-eased, so that we can scrape enough money together to live in a closet and eat a few burritos. My children, we are blocked. We have lost track of the universal flow. We can't pick up the good vibrations that give us excitations.
But there is salvation, my friends! I have found in all my wanderings and questioning and love making that a unifying force in our universe is THE POWER TO CREATE. The inalienable right to make stuff, to craft, to express what our dreamworld lets us touch every night.
If we all stopped worrying so much about what "people" think and just get funky with ourselves and make stuff, the universe would hum, we would get our wings back, and it really would be a new age.
Why not start with music? Making music, listening to music, singing, dancing to music is a way to tune in to the complex rhythms of the universe, because that is teh rhythm inside each and every one of us. Music will transform. Even if it is "just" making a mix tape. The power of the craft, of crafting, of creating, of expressing the darkness and lightness inside us, saves us.
Not only that, but creating will help each and every one of us create a life that we want to live. Not a life of survival and mere existence, but a life full of juicy sweetness and hot passion. It should be a priority. Create as much as you have sex. Or have sex as much as you create. Life is a force. Life is an emotion. Expand your consciousness and don't be afraid to express deep emotion. This in turn means we must respect those that are brave enough to show us the dark, sometimes ugly place inside. This means loving unconditionally and trusting that you are loved back, because you are, guaranteed or your money back.
And so my children, Miss Myrtle says feel your own power, let go of control, trust and MAKE STUFF!