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cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten
'Who are you?' said the Caterpillar...'I-I hardly know, Sir, just at present- at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.'
'What do you mean by that?' said the Caterpillar, sternly. 'Explain yourself!'
'I can't explain myself, I'm afraid, Sir,' said Alice, 'because I'm not myself, you see.'
-Alice's Adventures in Wonderland
Listen to wise old Joseph-withers, dear Alice, the man called once Mr. Campbell. He spoke thus:
"You are that mystery which you are seeking to know"
And so I follow:
May we tread softly on whatever land our Mother Earth has provided, and may we share what our dreams intend.
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Joined on: October 30th 2005
Last Login: September 8th 2008
Blog Entries: 80
Photos: 837
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Last Login: September 8th 2008
Blog Entries: 80
Photos: 837
Recommended by 16, Recommends 21
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Blogs & Travel Journals
by cam2yogi, order by Date newest first.
Day 3: Bargaining Into Retreat A hard bargain to beat—morning coffee, tea and breakfast in Bali. At the table there is an assortment of weary eyes detached from their bones. This is us—Laura’s retreat group—most still jetlagged, hovering above hot drinks with susu dan gula (milk and sugar). Then with a little more flare and color, there is papaya, watermelon, pineapple, honey melon, and lime squeezed over white plates like morning clouds over the rice paddies. With sustenance, we wake, smile and laugh. Off to yoga led by [url=http://www.lau [View Full Entry]
Day 1: The Yoga Retreat w/Laura DeFreitas & Danu Enterprises It is morning over the rice fields. Expected sounds of roosters crowing and crickets singing spread across the valley. Small birds chirp as they hover over the green carpet and geckos skitter along patio walls. The daylight of Galungan is cast over Ubud, and amidst the silence of the hour, an elderly man acts as a human scarecrow. He barks tonal commands and guttural expressions. He swings a bamboo pole tied with plastic. This is his duty, and as the days continue and our presence remains, it becomes hab [View Full Entry]
cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 3 Comment(s) | 14 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | [diary=317526] | 2008-08-29 11:18:11
By cam2yogi
August 18th 2008
August 18th 2008
Rescuing Personal Mysticism Across a Balinese Island
Asia » Indonesia » Bali » Balian
“Twenty five years man. I’ve seen a lot of change.” I looked across at Jack, Jack the Hawaiian, Jack the man—my idol. “Bali is beautiful to this day, but 25 years ago it was a land of mystery. And before than… I can only imagine.” “So what’s changed?” I asked, forking a slice of banana pancake into my mouth. The fruity syrup hit my taste buds with explosive rapture. Across the table from Laura and me, Jack hovered over an unshelled egg. With a thrust of his spoon he chopped the globule in half. I expected it [View Full Entry]
cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 4 Comment(s) | 14 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | [diary=313329] | 2008-08-19 01:56:19
Australia ended with deliciousness. Give me a cone of organic frozen yogurt with blended mango along Mooloolaba’s esplanade and I’m more than happy. A mouthful of refreshment, tantalizing the salty tongue, and the sweetness from the sugars of the finest tropical fruit. Then yogurt’s astringent fermentation underneath a juicy sun. Yum. For the last ten day’s of our Aussie sojourn, Laura and I spent our time unofficially WWOOFing at our friend Graham’s house. A mere block off the beach, after two hours of household duties we were off like wildfire, p [View Full Entry]
cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 2 Comment(s) | 9 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | [diary=309291] | 2008-08-08 00:30:50
There was a blinding white light. Laura readjusted her sunglasses and pushed them higher up on her face. It was not a welcomed sight, nor was it a lethal image, but it was painful, raw and innocent. Like a child fresh from the womb, the light emanated and seemed to freeze everyone near. Time stopped while people stood in their tracks. They were locked in their gaze. Their mouths hung open. However, instead of the delivery of a newborn baby—revered with praise—this light was epitomized. Like a demon from the depths of shadows, it emerged and brought shock. And li [View Full Entry]
cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 2 Comment(s) | 10 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | [diary=303758] | 2008-07-23 23:29:50
Rains fell on dry lands. Three days of clouds, wind and accompanying cold kept work to a minimum. It first arrived as a fine mist, turning the invisible into the visible; the gossamer threads of geometric designs, the fine clear beads of moisture, the frogs lavishing amongst fresh pools, and the canopies’ quiet with their absent butterflies. It was beautiful as the bush became still and that space for reflection broadened; the birds seeking shelter wherever they could. But soon the change was hard to breathe, uncomely harsh. The sun was missed. The work was tedious and slow. [View Full Entry]
cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 3 Comment(s) | 10 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | [diary=298987] | 2008-07-13 08:39:48
A steady machine came tumbling out of the forest. Gears grinded shifting to a higher speed. Eucalyptus branches crunched and disintegrated beneath the tires. Birds scattered in flocks. Wallabies bounced through the roughage. And the smell of burning oil emanated from the engine block. Behind, left in the dust, dragged a line of steel-enforced chain, whereby three rotting logs followed. At the helm of this beast was the driver. His name was Claus (and the beast’s goes by Rodger). But the driver here is of interest, for Claus is a brute of a sixty-some year old German m [View Full Entry]
cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 7 Comment(s) | 18 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | [diary=294265] | 2008-07-02 07:29:25
There was the World Nomads’ Ambassador Van scholarship, but they had other plans…and a poor memory as their fault. Therefore, Australia became a bout of freedom—contemplative exploration amidst leisurely activities of reading, writing, studying, more exploring, dreaming, and the likes of a dynamic introspective lifestyle suited for a Seeker. It is holiday. It is an escapade, retreating from a reckless society to return to the Walden Pond of humanity’s roots. For reasons unknown, the freedom to write and express left my fingertips nine months ago. Inspira [View Full Entry]
cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 1 Comment(s) | 13 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | [diary=291383] | 2008-06-25 03:18:37
By cam2yogi
April 3rd 2008
April 3rd 2008
Destinations for the Spirit
North America » United States » Washington » Seattle
Traveling is a choice, and it is a choice to make traveling sacred. Travel can be more than an eye-opening experience into a new culture of relics, ruins, history and tradition. It can be more than a destination-oriented expedition from Point A to Point B. The way of the traveler can transform into a heart-opening pilgrimage. From this point onward, we choose to travel as a force of inner discovery, unpeeling layers of personality to reach the core of purpose: who we are, what we are here to do, and how best we can express this essence within ourselves. The following [View Full Entry]
cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 0 Comment(s) | 6 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | [diary=262522] | 2008-04-03 03:13:34
By cam2yogi
March 25th 2008
March 25th 2008
Finding Yourself in Solitude: 10 Lessons of Growing
North America » United States » Washington » Seattle
Finding yourself in solitude. Everybody hears this time and time again. From the fruition of youth when sent on “timeout” to the isolation every individual needs in order to hibernate with one’s emotions. Even through days of work, locking the mind and body behind concealed doors in order to cram a semester’s final paper or spurn a creative project. Isolation, solitude, being alone—these words derive a connotation of growth and progress. They emphasize a deeper understanding not only of one’s surroundings, as well as past and future actions, but [View Full Entry]
cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 3 Comment(s) | 5 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | [diary=259765] | 2008-03-26 18:22:03