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May 23, 2010 Another Sunday morning filled with you.

I do not need to wake fully on Sunday morning to know what day it is. Like clockwork, there you are spilling across my awareness, filling my heart and mind. The unbroken, deep connection has a life of its own. Every Sunday morning, we are together in the ocean of consciousness that is all that is. Lean in a little closer, open your lips and breathe for me......

April 14, 2010 Looking forward a Warm Pleasant Summer.......

There is nothing so wonderful as freedom and the time to enjoy it. Setting aside all the unpleasant aspects of life and simply heading out into the beautiful world. WIll you come and share it with me?? I have no desire but to watch sunrise in your eyes.

“The intelligence that has manifested as the Universe sometimes calls itself God.”
- Ayla Z

February 15, 2010 Cow Belly strikes again.......

NOTICE: Two-Spirit is a NATIVE AMERICAN term that means having both the Male and Female Spirit, a homosexual. Cowbelly is NOT NATIVE at all, but Cowbelly has picked up this word and uses it as a self-descriptive term, glommed on to it thinking it will bring $$ somehow but no, using it just demonstrates a total lack of Cultural awareness, and a willingness to exploit. What a heap.

November 24, 2009 Waiting on Winter..

I suppose I will miss the balmy warmth of an overly heated pick-up truck when the winds of winter wrap me in ice, but for some reason I am eager to see the first snow. Why is now never quite good enough?? lol...

November 8, 2009 So far, so good....

There's a private space where all stories are true,
A space that was created just for You...
Enter Shambala with your name and your Mother's.
Come all alone, and forget all the others.

Sept 13, 2009 A small poem, a little gift.

Now, I am Autumn
by Ayla Z

Now I am Autumn, filled with Life.
I am abundance and promises kept.
My trees are heavy with fruit and food.
My rivers flow with fish in silver streams.
Now I am ready to surrender my burdens.
Bear, Bird, and Buffalo fatten and dream.
Take what you need before I sleep.
Winter, my death in ice, comes quickly.
Now I am Autumn, and then I am gone.

copyright 2009

August 14, 2009 No Tent Poles!!! lol..

We packed up everything and headed for Munising to camp for a few days. We wandered slowly with many a side trip and arrived trail worn and weary. In our rented camping spot we emptied the truck and I asked... "where are the tent poles?" omg "where are the tent poles?" no tent poles!! We quietly packed up everything, got a refund and drove the 140 miles or so back home. lol.. I got to sleep in the back most of the way home. Tasha said it was a nice drive, she is so sweet. Well, at least I got to see my love, she spread herself out, glistening in the sun, wave upon wave of pure clean water and sweet warm sand.... maybe next year, or even next month, my lady, my Lake Superior.

May 2009 My Drum has a Name.

A few days ago someone I cared for very much Changed Worlds. His sisters told me he really had a hard time at the end, but he lived through it all with much grace. That is how he lived all this life, with humble grace, and manly strength. He is a good Friend to me.

Ogemaa Migizi Inini has gone on his long journey.

I have drum that was given to me a couple months ago. I played it for the first time in ceremony for my Friend as I sat beside his casket. His sister sang. That was about 3 days ago. This morning I took it out to play it and I clearly saw a form in the walnut stains, and its name was in my mind, as if it had always been there. I did some shading on the drum to bring out the form and I am so happy to have been given a name for my drum in this good way, thank you my Friend.

May 2009 Why are We? She asked me again, and again I answered...

The "Universe" is the playground of an infinite being of which we are an expression, a point of view, a focus of awareness. We ARE the infinite being playing at something currently unknowable, and as we become less a personal self and identify more with the larger self, we begin to awaken to this truth. But we must acknowledge our humble limitations and dance in the joy of each momoent, for that is The Purpose of Life.

May 2009 Why I took my AYLA Z page off MySpace.

I have been asked more than just a few times why I disappeared off MySpace. The truth is I haven't really, I just no longer have an "Ayla Z" specific page. There is a person there who follows my life too closely, out of fear that I may one day disrupt hers. She posts missives to and about me, and accuses me of outlandish acts and ridiculous motives. She lives with a mythology about me in her social life that was born of dishonesty, and she is victim to it. She is a small person, but annoying. It is much easier for me to go my own way, so here I am in MyOwnSpace.

April 2009 Spring arrives slowly in the North

Finally the crocus in my yard are blooming, the snow is nearly gone from the shady side of the buildings and it's in the 50s, so folks are outside in shorts and tees. That is the first sign of spring up here, people in shorts, even if the snow is still white on the ground. If it's warm enough for shorts on a beer run, it's Spring!! Ads now appear offering to trade Snowmobiles for Hunting gear, it's Spring!! For me, it is spring when my heart begins to remember summers filled with love and hope springs eternal.

March 2009 Success in Small Measures...

I had a friend who often told me, when I was feeling down due to some percieved failure in realizing this or that dream, that simply having attained whatever age I was at the time was no small success since so many had not made it that far. Well, this June I will attain the age of 60, and so I must congratulate myself. Applause, Applause, Thank you, Thank You!! I dodged a few bullets, some I know of, and very likely some I don't. Grace carried me over many rivers, and Love held my hand through many lonely nights. I may be dead this time next year, I may not see another winter, but I will have made my mark, and taken my place in the ocean of the Divine. I have no sins left to confess.

March 2009 Gardens of Delight...

I have been offered HEAVEN!! A large plot for Gardening with a flowing well and Plenty of Space for overnight camping. There is an abundance of peace there and quiet for deep meditations. Fresh air for Art & Painting, and the writing of Poetry.The Abundant Universe has responded to my gifting with a free gift of its own.I am grateful & pleased, now breathe slowly Angel, and lift me with your wings.

February 2009 Rivers of Poetry!!

The Universe is a creative genius, eh? The Sky rhymes with Earth in the music of a song language we cannot hear or understand. The Mountains dance with the molten core of our World so slowly we cannot join in the rhythms. But somehow we know, we feel the Gigantic Hero within rise to Sing with the Sky, and Dance with the Mountains. Something within cannot be repressed, like a garden filled with bursting seeds, we are each an expression of the Infinite Potential of Creation. Strive not for glory or fame, to be recognized as an Authority or the Focus of Others' Attention. Quietly, at home, do what is required and be still. Hope is a flower that blossoms in humble surroundings, not in the glare of public works. In quiet hope, then, let us Swim in Rivers of Creation and be a part of it ALL.

Jan 2009 Love is a Wonder!!!

The Strangest thing... Hundreds of visitors come by, they search for me on Google, they look up my name, and my website, they browse page after page of my art. They want to come here, and find what I have created.... from all over the world. The faces I create depict the unity of self with All, the Pathos of life, the Joy.. the Desire. But the visitors that most intrigue me are the ones from back home.. are you looking for someone you knew? Are you searching for me from behind your veil of lies?? I am still here. I am as forgiving and constant as your heart tells you I am. You are human and not beyond love's reach...