One of those life changing defining moments.

Defining moments.. when something occurs that is so significant it forces you to make a choice as to which path to follow. 


I was reminded today by someone from my past, about a day long, long ago when I was pregnant and in the middle of a drug deal gone wrong... the sawed off shotguns were pointed at no other than me.. yep.. the pregnant girl!... 


stayed tuned


Dakini


update... someone on Facebook made a comment: "What that's crazy!"


my response:

yes..all true. I would sometimes doubt my memory of that day, but then yesterday someone, that I knew back on the streets sent me a random email in response to a post I had on Amazon (about the book Telegraph 3 am). Seems he was also photographed, but they did not publish his image.

Anyway.. turns out he was in that room.. his email trigged my memory and I am trying to muster up the courage to go back to that day and pull it all together.

You see, my boyfriend at the time was a coke dealer.

Here's to the crazy ones.. .Apple Computers ad copy

Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can praise them, disagree with them, quote them, disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.

About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They invent. They imagine. They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire. They push the human race forward.

Maybe they have to be crazy.

How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art? Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written? Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels?

While some see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.




Jack Kerouac quoted in an Apple Computer Ad, 1997

Major milestone hit 10,000 views

Hello all,

I am thrilled to report a major milestone which was hit last week on this blog. I had over 10,000 views since I began blogging in early August. Amazing! I am overwhelmed with emotion and now have to keep up my writing to keep everyone interested.

If there are some stories that you want to hear more about, post a comment or send me an email. If you have any questions about my life, ask away.. I am fairly open, as you can tell by the candor of my writing.

Thank you all for reading my stories.

Peace!
Dakini

FOLK LEGENDS PART I © 2010 Dakini Verona

[ROUGH DRAFT]

FOLK LEGENDS PART I © 2010 Dakini Verona

It’s a tossup right now, do I write about the most boring folk legend I have had the pleasure of meeting or about the most humble one that I have met?

I can tell you they both left an impression on me. Funny, now that I think back on those encounters, they both occurred in either a hotel or motel room (NO.. none of it involved sex.) Drugs.. well, yes. In fact, hell yes! And of course, there was rock and roll. Or more truthfully, folk rock.

The two artist I am referring to are Arlo Guthrie and Art Garfunkle. 

What is it you ask of me? © 1973 Dakini Verona

What is it you ask of me, Kind Sir? © 1973 Dakini Verona

Please unveil your mask so I may see who you were.

Is it love you speak of? Please say what you mean!

What rules do you go by? Reveal them, I pray.

You’ve soft eyes, I must note.

And still I am sad on the hurt I inflict, I dote.

Is that good? Or am I bad?

You speak so of wisdom, and what there’s yet to learn.

Bring me to your kingdom, for you know all I yearn.

Teach me with kindness, I may yet come around.

I love you not less, I just don’t know where I’m bound.

Take my hand gently, yet with a firm grip.

By my side you shall be, to prevent me a trip.

The thing that seems to be in the way, is how you’re tattered and worn.

I don’t hesitate to pray for you, but  in another form!

Scattered Thoughts © 1973 Dakini Verona

Clouds through the sky, there’s just you and I.

Flowing, forever. Ever on. Our love flows on.

Could there be more? Than a walk by the shore?

- with you? Forever? Ever more?

Our reality - Simply a gaze.

An eternal bound, linking our souls forever. Ever, my love.

Forever more.

Horses running free. Just as you and me.

But together, love. Together, are we.

Mountains climb high, the time passes by.

Is it for you, as it is for me?

Do you feel whole… only with me?

Or do you wander over the hill?

Are there others? Or is your love still?

I’m blue. I think I’m afraid of you.

Your love closes in and my mind starts to spin.

Will it be forever? A lovely forever?

Or just for a smile?

Hold me close. Oh love, never let go.

If I wander away- don’t let me stray too far.

I get lost too easily.

I forget my needs.

I need you.

Let’s let it flow – let’s let it flow

Never letting go.. grab a tight hold

Holding our love. Treasuring our love.

Contentment within the boundaries of a profound love.

So pure and simple - cast down upon the sea

“our reality”?

Just us – we. Three.

Autobiographical Statement - C 1994 Dakini Verona

My Autobiographical Statement

The year was 1994. I had just graduated from California State University, Long Beach, with a degree in psychology. My plan was to continue on to graduate school and earn a master’s degree in family counseling. Well, as they say “best laid plans”. I never did get that advanced degree in psychology, I ended up getting it in business and it was not until 2009 that I was able to reach that goal.

However, as a part of my original plan, I applied to Antioch University in Marian Del Rey, California. As a part of the admission package I had to prepare an autobiographical statement. What follows is the “watered-down-unemotional and politically correct” account of my life. Like I said, although I was accepted at Antioch, I did not attend. Life got in the way.