sharing is telling about an emotion you've experienced...

december 31...8:23 pm. at home behind the cockpit thinking about moments in 2010...what a week to closeout! ...took an ARE Exam on tuesday after coming back from Christmas weekend up on the rez...I sat for Construction Documents & Services...readying for the next (Programming + Practice)..give me the tools! on wednesday night, i took brandi to see ethnic degeneration at the clubhouse...it was rad! rock and roll heavy metal! i havent seen billy in about five years or so...it was a good connect! i introduced him to my daughter and her friend...funny how i figured this day would come - i kept sharing with brandi about this navajo heavy metal band from kayenta...they rocked! i enjoyed the moment much - they improved very much...i really like the new guitarist! listening to motley crue's too fast for love record writing...one thing about looking back is yesterday brings tomorrow...i written that a few times in the original diary line...i truly believe things happen for a reason...i am so thankful for the moments shared in 2010 (believe me i have captured much in my diaries over the pass few years)...my family...children...parents...and siblings - we are a family with much to share and offer...i believe the magic of our love keeps us motivated and caring for the better...faith is something i believe...like fate! the muse's "fate will not control us...we will be victorious" i like that chorus line. What is my fate - what is your fate...your destiny...i see myself through your eyes! haha...so much to share...where to start...sharing is telling about an event or emotion you've experienced -your characer or emotion is just the vehicle to move another human being - finding a truth will be revealed;

playlist for 2010

alicia keys
little big town
christina aguilera
motley crue
the muse
linkin park (going to see this band play live feb. 2011!!)
U2
Bullet for my Valentine
faith hill
BlackEye Peas!
Lady Gaga
We are the Fallen

christmas

December 25 Christmas day at my grandmother’s in Tselani-cottonwood, middle of the Navajo rez. After dinner with family at grandmother’s house (carm went to chinle-many farms to see her family): I went on a hike to standing rock with grizo, dad’s dog – I was looking forward to hiking very much – even though my legs were quite done (after my 20 miler with team chances at tempe lake Friday morning). Standing rock is about 3 miles from the house…(the end of the grazing line..now that’s a bit lot..my hood - hehe…:) ; I remember this place very much…memory is good; I walked towards a place we called the ‘rock house’, which is half way to standing rock –my cousins and I use to play here when we were young ones; it made me smile thinking of the times spent on this rock playing war…we act like marine sharpshooters with our pellet rifles…I just smiled holding my springfield… sometimes I wonder how it would be if they were still with us…I think about how we would continue to laugh and help each other out…grizo’s panting is loud! he is good company… he wonders around like a little kid...the place here is neat-o…the ‘layers’ of strata is outstanding and healing - i know my bud Karl would love this..…being out here breaks down all barriers – I see signs! Saw rabbit, birds, raccoon, sheep, coyote, cattle, and horse tracks! Like I told Valley Forward..It’s appropriate to leave good tracks! Came across two horses drinking water at the well - my old great-grandfather was named grayhorse..he was good person who ran with the old ones during a time of 'hardship' …my aunt said this well was the water source for many relatives + families. It’s still in use yet more for livestock…she told of the days when they had to walk here with packs and load up on water and carry back to the house – now that’s work! Now I am deep in our backyard...walking above the wash cause I didn’t want to get pounce by a maii soh – I saw sheep carcass here and there…earlier I felt vulnerable walking down in the wash…therefore decided to get topside…standing rock is quite the feature – quite the marker to the edge. The low rays reveals brilliant textures and shadows…these are little secrets of a place I call home…the 'sound of quiet is a normal sound' native foods galore! My aunt’s food was very good! We had a special blend of corn soup which is slow cooked-corn harvested from the big field; filled with sheep meat from my uncle’s herd..the chili was grown in the backyard as the peaches, apples, squash,etc…talk about ‘grow your own’ – sustainability! …

'navajo tribal seal designer proud of work'

my grandfather was original designer of the Great Seal of the Navajo Nation...found this while helping clean my parent's house during their move...it was great piece i recall - he even was wearing the bolo tie i gave him as a gift...the article was published in Gallup Independent about 20 years ago...he is proud!

grandson of seal designer -

determination at 20 miles....

saturday morning early 6 am...endurance rehab north scottsdale...the stage: dc ranch and grayhawke...this morning was great as denise say it would be...20 miles is quite the emotion...starting out was dark and full of rhythm! the sky in blackness reveals a distant...its beautiful watching the blue dawn overtake - a shadow being removed...the pounding of pavement is percussion, almost in tangent with my breathing...the animals see the darkness as their comfort..now i know some of their precious secrets - not all of them...just a peek!

around mile 17-18, i could feel myself seeking a different power..one i have not felt for awhile. you know when the body is pushed and 'everything' is removed, all that is left is the will and determination..i was saying 'i can do this' - there is a certain truth to my breakdown...i am gaining strength..

rb

...harmony in the absence of all agreement...

“…only a living culture, at once, faithful to its origins and ready for creativity on all levels of art, literature, philosophy and spirituality is capable of sustaining the encounter of other cultures – not merely capable of sustaining but also of giving meaning to that encounter. When the meeting is a confrontation of creative impulses, then it is itself creative. I think that among all creations, there is a kind of harmony in the absence of all agreement” - (Paul Ricouer)

december 6 - monday 9:19 pm...i love this photo of my uncle wilson back home on the rez...i took it while he took the sheep and goats out for their afternoon graze; i follow him to get a glimpse...he has a simple order; almost to a point where simplicity is quite simply the measure of a day...where the process of the life loves away fear, anxiety, and nervous impulses...as though the quietness of one's thoughts pounds loudly saying im ready and offer good blessings just as you have offer life's precious elements...i look forward to getting back north very soon so i can continue to seek a truth - rb

the unveiling of a market landscape is spotlighted - specifically the native american sector, branded as the economic vehicle for firm's business opportuniy map, may seem one-sided as it may sound - the nature of those strategies side-step the seeds of nature and human development and avoid the deeper meaning while continuuing with cliches of Indian Country; i have had a number of conversations/ dialogue with folks about sustainability, material costs, and one, which stands very interesting, how to design a prototype sustainable school on the navajo nation for various regions with a profitable budget...sounds fun - it would be a strategic analysis offered to the navajo educational team; in fact, availing our resources + our value to native american communities will enable them to 'grow their own' leading to transformation or emergence...

living cultures are affected by forces, leading to either extinction or an 'emergence'; an emergence of creative thinking leads to survival - i must live creatively...the practice of architectural design will be deeply rooted to a human connection -that's value...

some say the hardest part is...

Sunday, November 28

"Some say the hardest part is getting started. If this is true though, why do we hear stories of people who give up on their diet, stop writing a novel or quit a difficult task at work. Maybe it’s not the start but the finish that’s so difficult. This is important to know when you are chasing after a dream or goal. Many of us expect smooth sailing once we start something. However, we find out quickly there are always bumps in the road. The important thing is to embrace these bumps, not run away from them. Remind yourself that if it were easy, everyone would do it. Then, when you reach the finish line, you will have much more appreciation for what you just accomplished. The goal should always be to finish, not start. So keep at your goals, and be prepared for the bumps along the way"

- from Team Chances running program website...