Word Up. Name's Cinmaya (chin-my-uh), or that's one of my names at least. It was given to me over five years ago now, and I like it. I continue to grow into it, and it suits me especially these days, as it seems to be a gender-neutral kind of name. One of the meanings is "Full of Consciousness." Dig that. Right, I'm not really a stoner or a hippy, at least that's not all I am. I am a rainbow of concordances and personalities. Hell, what does concordance even mean, and why did I just choose that word to describe 'me'? Sometimes I feel like the words animate me, more than the other way around. I am an aspiring writer who sometimes likes to wear skirts in the privacy of hir own home. I read daily, and long ago, I killed my television. Now that I live with my partner, though, we have adopted another one, of the Sanyo persuasion, and use it solely to watch entertaining and enlightening DVDs. Things like South Park and documentaries. Music is very important to me. Without it, I may be dead. I am over-simplifying slightly; yet certainly the emotional outlet and connection that music has been and continues to be for me is profound. Currently, my favorite artists include Beck, Ani DiFranco, Tori Amos, the Grateful Dead (surprised? no?), Beastie Boys, Dave Matthews Band, the Doors, Digable Planets, Imogen Heap, and all things Marley, and god I could probably go on like this for a while. I like Blue Oyster Cult, Madonna, Talking Heads, Pearl Jam, Buffalo Springfield, and "White Rabbit." I appreciate the Sex Pistols. Sometimes, when I am feeling down, I seek out John Lennon's "Imagine." In Beck's immortal words, "I'm a full-grown man/but I'm not afraid to cry." I know from personal experience how much Depression with a capital D sucks. Yet through my struggles with it, I also learn and experience Joy with a capital J. Small-minded people irritate me like gnats and flies irritate other people. I am developing an allergy to bees, although I have a tattoo of a honey bee on my back (how's that for identifying information?). Last night, I dreamt that I was planning to get more tattoos on my back, a whole nature scene. I like Sonic Youth's song "Making the Nature Scene," although a lot of their real early stuff is too raw for me these days. If I listen to SY now, I am more likely to listen to Dirty or Washing Machine. Most importantly, I believe in Love. More precisely, I believe that the Real Revolution is Love. I first heard that from poet and singer Joy Harjo. Now it is like my tag-line. That is all for now. I will probably post another introduction in a sub-forum, and let my rainbow shine brightly there. Thanks all for being here and making this forum a viable place for us to have fun, learn, and love. Viva la Revolucion! Hunter S. Thompson, we miss ye. Peace, Cinmaya
wow! i feel like i know u already! welcome! glad to have you here and i'm happy you found us! i look forward to reading more of your posts. happy national peace day!:rainbow:
Thanks all for the welcomes. My spiritual path meanders and spirals. Five, six years ago I was intensely focused on meditation and yoga as spiritual practices, and an Acharya (spiritual teacher) from the socio-spiritual organization Ananda Marga offered me the name.
