Monday, November 30, 2009

Humpdays @ the Glass Door = 1/2 off wine!


Got the mid week blues? Hop over to the Glass door for their 1/2 price wine Wednesday’s gig!

With the economic downturn in full swing they decided living like its 1999 when it comes to prices is way better than 2009 so…they are offering you the opportunity to grab any bottle off the wine list (and most of their Champagne’s) for 1/2 price!

Laird Chardonnay, Tobin James Zin, Whitehaven Sav Blanc and all of their other great wines for 1/2 off. Visit their website to check out their weekly specials. Just imagine the possibilities….and the sunset!

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Words Withheld (poem)

(poem)

Oxygen when you can’t breathe
Speechless when you want to sing
Say it don’t be afraid
Time passes

Moments lost that you can’t trade
An empty bed in which you lay
Say it don’t be afraid
Hurt passes

Words so simple to say aloud
Carry volumes in their sound
Say it don’t be afraid
Silence passes

A piercing sun ray may come through
Scare off those eerie clouds of gloom
Say it don’t be afraid
Darkness passes

The one truth you were never told
Is that to gain you have to fold
Say it don’t be afraid
Chance passes

Pride when it involves the heart
Has no other role than to corrupt
Say it - if you're too afraid
Love passes

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Why Visit India (excerpt)

excerpt from my pre-visit journal essay 11.06.2005

If I could sum up India in a word, it would be ‘variety.’ A country long known for its spices, India has proved to the world that variety actually is the spice of life there. The interplay of motley colors, the art, the sights, the music, the visage and the landscape, has intrigued me all of my life, as well as awed millions over centuries before me. India has blended, accepted and absorbed cultures other than its own. The result - a culture that is exotic, complex, and rich in traditions and customs. How could a country with such an open embrace to other races and cultures be plagued with so much poverty, gender discrimination, and social injustice?

In my perception, India is a paradisal paradox. Shining glass multiplexes stand out in their surrounding posh urban hubs, juxtaposed with the meager huts and slums in the rather cut-off interiors of India. In the metropolis you see Mercedes Benzes on the tarmac roads, while carts pulled by oxen still ply on the muddy pathways of villages. Hip men clothed in the latest fashion styles hit the dance floor at the uptown clubs, as the humble dhoti is still worn by the men of the village. One place reels under drought, at the same time another place is inundated by the running monsoon waters. The past and the present intermingle; both existing in a delicate yet constant harmony. This balance of old and new is unique to India. To even get a glimpse of this is a life-altering learning experience.

I am both a psychology and an art major. Art is a passion for me, and the art created by the civilizations that have thrived in India is one of the most unique, ancient, and beautiful on Earth. Art often reflects priorities in a culture, and India has proven to be an excellent example of this tendency. The architecture, sculpture, painting and fabric work created in India, are sights I have wished to see for a long time.

Attempting to decipher a people’s art is only the beginning. To really aarive at an understanding of the mentality of any culture, one must first look at the condition of its women. Being a woman myself of a culture in which women have made tremendous advances toward equality, India presents a painful reality.

The prevailing patriarchal traditions set thousands of years before impede social and economic advancement today. India is one of many unfortunate countries in the third world where women are immensely oppressed. Malnutrition, lack of education, overwork, mistreatment, and powerlessness plague the woman of India. Conditions such as these make any conscious woman cringe at the mere thought of what it must be like to be in such circumstances. I can not even begin to fathom what my reality would be like had I been born to these conditions. The Indian culture has been around longer than my own, its continuity intrigues me, but I understand it very little. It is hard to completely accept a people when one does not understand them, and perhaps only through direct interaction can one begin to.

The opportunity to have this kind of interaction in a country like India is amazing. I think an experience like this can really change the way I think about things and help me understand this culture a little more. I believe that this experience would really be an investment, and as an American it would really help me see something different to what I have been exposed to all my life.

Furthermore, I believe that awareness is the most powerful tool against injustice, experiencing something has a larger impact than simply reading about it. I want to walk down the same paths thousands of Indian women walk, see myself in them, and return with a purpose to be a catalyst for change. Until every woman has seen justice and fairness, none of us should feel like we have.

In the Indian peninsula, the Himalayas guard the north, while the deep blue waves of the Indian Ocean flank the shores to the south. In all this, what strings together the entire bundle of contradictions is the warmth with which the country welcomes one and all. So much can be said about India, but the best way discover India is to explore it firsthand. I wish to immerse myself in the monumental potpourri of culture that is India, broaden my horizons, and grow from the experience.

Little Knots (poem)

little knots

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a ball of yarn
unrolled in lifetimes
a single string
intertwined

what a night
was our reunion
a little knot
assigned

such a delight
to feel this free
a warmth of light
inside

times before
we've been together
tied like this
combined

when we're gone
know in your heart
we'll meet again
knots bind

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so wonderful to meet you again soul friend :)

Monday, February 16, 2009

CS San Diego's First Annual Valentine's Day Pillow Fight!

Alternate title: How CS has changed my city (or how Lilia decided not to run away and addressed the issue)

You know about my CS addiction right? If you don’t, then you need to meander over to couchsurfing.com and read more about it! Check my profile out while you are on it. It’s amazing, and the tag line rings true to not only me, but the thousands of other members in the corners of the world. "The World is smaller than You Think."


CS San Diego’s first annual Valentine’s Day pillow fight
Here is a quick summary. It will be even better next year!

We started at the fountain in Horton Plaza, then moved on to the streets and started another pillow fight in front of the Balboa. We then proceeded to the intersection of 5th and Market, and returned to Horton Plaza for the finale. Below are some cool links. I am sure more will pop up since there were so many people recording this.

Everyone arrived 20 minutes before the start time, and had their pillows hidden. They pretended like they were simply taking an afternoon stroll. It was hilarious as some had stuffed their pillows in grocery bags and backpacks, while others got instantly pregnant. Everyone was anxious and giggling as soon as a new undercover agent arrived onto the scene.

The fight was started at 6pm by a small group of us. We ran behind the crowd and rushed them screaming swinging pillows!

Couchsurfing Event

Facebook Event (photos and video)


Photos:
http://www.havlickova.com/0214pillowfight/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/berichandcreamy/sets/72157613870073534/

Video:
Horton Plaza beginning: (about 1:50 into it)
Street Video
Balboa Theater
5th Ave 1
5th Ave 2
NBC video



It was tons of fun. Families joined us with their kids, young and old alike – all taking a little time off to have lighthearted fun. There were feathers everywhere!

Lilia’s randomness to be continued…hope to see you there next year!