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Why is Conflict Resolution important

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Intro to Book I: Yoga Sutras of Patanjali: Part 2 | Mount Madonna

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Intro to Book I: Yoga Sutras of Patanjali: Part 1 | Mount Madonna

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Alexander Calder's kinetic mobiles have fun with art | Full Documentary ...

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(via Om Apadamapa Japa DEMO Ruff mix 9.16.2024.mp3)

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Brain Floating; Listening to your Cranial Rhythm

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Desert Suite; ...For Monica. Rest, Young Soul... April 13 2020.

Love, prayers and support for our friend Sergio and his family. This epic tragedy, 2 adolescent children left motherless due to complications of the WuHan Flu* COVID19. 

I am heart broken and feel incredibly helpless; I offer this little piece of music of my Heart - that we all may take these 5 minutes, meditate  and reflect of the lives and generations impacted in these brutally challenging times for all humanity. 

 capo 1 Am/G - Bbm Lee Oskar Harp... 

 *call it what YOU will, as will I.

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Mindfulness Breath Meditation Introduction...

This demonstration is how we can - begin simply - with 'Breath Awareness' or Mindfulness Meditation. Setting up simple, short, 'Micro-Practices' to help remember to practice the breath awareness. Once you realize you don't need 40 minutes sitting with sitars playing and incense burning in some quiet room, That You Only Need; a few seconds of your own breath awareness - you begin to take a deeper part in these 'Active-Meditations' - as you practice it - it starts showing up For you. It's quite Easy* we all breathe! *The hardest part is 'remembering' doing something new for a minute or 2 a few times or a few 'micro-practices' a day! Soon you will Take 'Mountain', Soften your knees and glutes, soften your abdomen and breathe down into the belly. and in a matter of one full round of breath, you will reset.... I am Not A Doctor. I disclaim that. Be Mindful and Well, Peace in little pieces. jAmes

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And I AM Climate Change(s)

I am Warming this Globe and I AM Climate Change(s). 

And,

I Am Guilty of Destroying Earth.

I am Guilty of buying unnecessary items of depreciating value to supplement my self worth, most of my adult life. Including for 2/3rds of it living beyond my means and I was making a very good means. 

I Am Guilty of Destroying Earth.

I am Guilty of Driving! 

I have driven a hundred thousand miles or more, on several continents, 75% of them in poorly running vehicles and 

I Am Guilty of Destroying Earth.

I am Guilty of World Travels, contributing further still to the burning mass of fossil and natural fuels - Jet &  Diesel fuel, Petroleum, Coal, human waste, paper and packaged goods and non-organic material garbages and wastes too!  

And who knows how much incredible WASTE I have contributed to the hundreds of thousands of transcontinental miles I have travelled, for work and for pleasure. And, the waste involved in those separate endeavors of Work and of Pleasure, And I know

I Am Guilty of Destroying Earth.

I am Guilty Of purchasing goods from overseas, contributing further to MASS Fuel consumptions and pollutions. And unknown labor laws.

And,

I Am So Guilty of Destroying Earth.

I Am Guilty of So Much More Too.

I Am Guilty of Showering every day, using clean water to wash my body and I am guilty of using ‘products’ for vanity and fleeting fashionable reasons.

And yes, did I mention I love animals; there’s my two pets, and their food products and productions of said products, and toys and chews and animal parts and by-products. AND.

I Am Guilty of Destroying Earth.

I Am Guilty of sitting at my laptop and typing this, or recording music on Logic Audio and saving it to external hard drives (or watching Netfrex,. or Amazoon,. (omg!) - using the internets, the clouds, the air conditioner, synthetic carpeting in the living room, the light is on in the kitchen, I am in the living room, and Fuck I AM CLIMATE CHANGE AND YES, I, well - I AM Destroying Earth. And the pool pump is on twice a day.

…fuck that’s right, …and this Apple LapTop is 5 years old and obsolete. And I have owned several iPhones. 

And My Tires on my Truck were rated at 50-55k miles life and I had to change them at 30k miles, dry rotted and punctured - Rubber Tires Made overseas AND Old Tires; incinerated or buried in the Earth or dumped at sea? AND I AM GUILTY, Fuck Am I Guilty!

I Am Guilty of Destroying Earth.

I Am So Sorry, I thought I was a good guy and doing the best i could be doing - but I finally recognize amidst the deepening challenges and hardships - I have, and have had, so much privilege and advantage. And, yes, AND.

And still - I Am Guilty of Destroying Earth.

I Am Guilty, this is only the beginning of me understanding. 

How can I have been so blind. 

And I have been failing. So Far. 

I’M SOO FUCKING GUILTY. I Am. 

Oh AND.

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ya see what cha wanna see…

ya see what cha wanna see…

…can you be what ya wanna be?

I live a very complicated existence, living with a varying severity of chronic head and spinal pain. I am diligent to take the best care I am afforded (and beyond affordability) that I can do to maintain any functionality. I am healthy, I have a very clean and healthy bodily systems but I live with severe pain. I Look Good, I must, it is what people always say, “James, you look great!” and it is always pre-supposed that because my Looks are in order and appealing to the eye, that everything is to follow suit… Not One person, whom said this followed up to inquire, ‘James you look great, …how are you feeling?’ - Who wants to know? - Many of us just want to think that what we see is the answer to what we think - or just too self involved to actually care to know how your friend is actually doing, knowing the severity and frequency of their ‘pain’full condition. I too have thought what I see, truly IS.

This July 8th makes a 16th anniversary of this massive trauma I endure, it is officially the longest segment of my ‘career’ I have had. After school I worked for many years as staff recording engineer at Nola Recording Studios and continued freelance as I entered the Broadway theater world for 15 years and now 16years in the DisAbility profession!  

I must be a pro! But:

I am in pain, and it hurts and it sucks and it really sucks sometimes and it really really fucking sucks, a lot of the time, too. I do not have a life, as you do, well I know we all have our ‘things’ because I hear that too, “Oh, my back always hurts, ya gotta just grin and bear it” or “You have all that going on? what meds are you on?” or “Shit, I don’t know how you do it, live with this type of pain!” or the best “I could never do what you do”. Look, we DO all have our own ‘shit’, No One is immune to ‘the shit’, because the shit; happens. If there is challenge, we have ways we find to ‘deal’ with them, however, when the challenge is constant, and relentless; then what? So, I am like you - I got shit - but damn…

One may have ‘the shit’ in their life but need not be overrun by the shit. The shit can be a valuable lesson; who am I, when there is this shit? am I just this shit personified, and miserable. Am I anything I ever thought I could be? I know I am not who I was, and have not been for too long. But. I am this now, this man whom has Taken The Shit On! I got shit, I got Good shit AND Bad shit, I got a mound of it - and I can sit on this mound with reverence (can you?), it (shit) has only the aroma of what I have put into it, into my person, it only will produce waste of the highest quality, haha! But it’s true, my shit stinks differently, and often not at all… Because I can exist with it. We all have our shit, No Doubt, but - can we all sit with it and understand it and even welcome it? 

I can. 

I will admire what the conditions are and how they arise and present themselves - it is my only companion, my only communication with an outside world. Whether I am trapped in a cage of, or I am chained to, this pain, I am not a prisoner. Physically yes, there is this challenge of not ‘being able’ to do what I want to or what someone you love would like to do, but, and even, like that loved one; it is entirely MY conditions that contain me in this cage and chains. In my aloneness I can be ok and work on these issues but historically not with another person. I am alone in this aloneness, in my pain, in my body, in my confinements, alone. So…

You will see what you want to see, because it affords you the freedom to just be, existing, in the place of makeshift comfort you kid yourself that you actually have, when my reality is the truth, I live each moment to moment as it arrises, shedding the chains and leaving the cage for beautiful moments at a time, I find more freedom in my pain than you will ever find in your freedoms, believe me, I had immense and glorious freedoms, only to loose them All and find the chains, AND I have found the Locks on the chains and opened them! I am a Houdini floating in the suspended water tank, remarkably and seemingly before your eyes, escaping the shackles, escaping imminent death from drowning, daily I perform, and daily I am Stupendous and I am freed.

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(jAmes bOnes) #mantra #chant #celestailphysician

just a lil’ Sunday morning prayer to the Celestial Physician...

OM SRI DHAN-VAN-TRE NAMAHA

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#controlfreq.

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...today; 15 years ago, a brief account.

Today; 15 years ago, a brief account. I woke up to a telephone call from my brother, “Put on the News Right Now - We are Under Attack!”. In my Lower East Side Seward Park 14th floor apartment I had grown used to exterior noise at all hours and times, so in hearing the first plane hit, my psyche just swept it off as construction or a garbage truck in the street. As I was on the phone with my brother, I could hear clearly, and see on television, the second plane strike; and the enormity set in. I was living about 12-15 blocks NE of The World Trade Center.

The emergency crews were averting all traffic from downtown - toward uptown, and the masses were headed for the Williamsburg Bridge. A group of friends who were brokers on the Commodities Exchange in #3 World Trade, came to my apartment. There was no longer any cellular service so I was unaware they would be coming, or basically like everyone, including the NEWS, UnAware of ANYTHING!

My friends were grey covered in soot, and blackness where there was sweat and tears. My best friend from high school was immediately separated from his new bride, stepping out of the express bus, as the first plane hit and they were forced to dodge falling debris, he has no idea if she is alive. We were Worried, Scared, Confused, Anxious, Separated, Hurt, Anguished, Defenseless. Masses of People were being directed and RE-Directed on ways to evacuate The City. 

My friends washed there eyes and rinsed there mouths and nostrils, we watched some news and packed whatever backpacks I had with bottled water, some food, fruit and ice packs. I loaded my camera and grabbed my bike and we set out to Brooklyn. There was only silence. SILENCE that hurt so badly. There was Ringing, Alarming, Searing, Silence. We could see before we left that we had to head downtown toward the Manhattan Bridge, I live 1 block from the Williamsburg but police and emergency crews began to redirect the masses back downtown to the Manhattan and Brooklyn Bridges.

Fighter jets arrived at some point and this is what sticks to my brain, hearing them, even hearing them today; but not arriving for long time After the whole thing began. We were all like; “where have they been, and how did all of these planes get to do what they did?!”

We stepped out of my building and I immediately put my camera away, I did not want this burned into my memory any more than what I was already witnessing. Silence of Cacophony, so loud, it was a New York I had never witnessed. We processed south on East Broadway and made our way around to the Canal Street ramp onto the Manhattan Bridge, as we came to the rise in the bridge, looking back we paused as the Dust and Smoke Cloud Bursts were still Rolling Up Into the Sky from the crumbling towers. People were Helping People, stepping up on curbs or supporting their weakened condition by carrying them over the bridge to a safer zone. It was horrible and it was beautiful.

We walked and said not one word, each finding their way home. 2 of us in our long walk together, came into a church. Over fatigued and nauseous and shaking we prayed, my prayer was simple, help me get home to my family. We thanked the Priest and walked not 3 blocks as a friend was randomly driving around looking for us and spotted us in the street. We were through the muck for the moment. My friends wife still unheard from.

September 11, 2016

jAmesjbOnestOmaselli

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(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1rLUiZG0JuI) just a sound and light check on the iPhone in the new practice space...

AYUR-MANTRA

OM

OM AYURDHEHI - may my life be nourished

PRANAM DHE-HI - the the upward moving energy be nourished

OM APANAM DHE-HI - may the downward moving energy be nourished

VYANAM DHE-HI - may the circulating energy be nourished

OM CAKSUR DHEHI - may my sight be nourished

SROTRAM DHEHI - may my ears be nourished

OM MANO DHEHI - may my mind be nourished

VACAM DHEHI - may my speech be nourished

OM ATMANAM DHEHI - may my soul be nourished

OM PRATISTHAM DHE-HI - may I rest in that nourishment

OM MAM DHE-HI - may I Be Nourished

MAYI DHEHI - MAYI DHEHI - may that nourishment bring pleasure to others

OM

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a lil’ lunch time blow, my dog sat on the looper pedal and gave me a start, so I thought: hey, she wants me to play! ...and then the power amp blew a fuse! rockandrollwillneverdie