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My Lenormand card reading with Renee at Crystal Spirit House in Lebanon was a switch flipped. A literal lightning bolt that started in my stomach and moved to my awareness. I could feel electricity through me and felt the messages very clearly. I could feel my energy rising and my inner being vibrating. It was connecting me to myself.

My reading was mostly bringing to light feelings and ideas floating around in my head I hadnt fully danced with and latched onto. Confirming messages I was getting and questions I needed answered.

The reading did not tell me what action to take or predict my future. It confirmed what I knew in my heart were choices I needed to make. Its time to drop what no longer serves the highest good. Jump off and go into the unknown. Personal wellbeing ahead of all others. Nothing can be given from an empty well. The trust and confidence to optimize my gifts and strengths.

The specifics of what all this relates to, well, I will keep that to myself, but sometimes in life, we need help hearing what message is out there for us. Sometimes the message is just not clear. Sometimes we need to connect with our divine and clear out negative space.

Speaking with an intuitive, psychic, card reader, is just a way to do that. Its a way to help, a tool. If you have questions or seeking guidance, I would highly recommend Renee as a messenger.

 

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On August 26, 2018 we will experience a Full Moon. The August Full Moon is in Pisces this month. The Native Americans called this moon, the Sturgeon Moon. It was believed this was the best time to hunt this particular fish, which correlates to Pisces, being a water sign and its symbol is fish swimming in opposing directions.

Every night as you glance at the sky, you might notice the moon appears differently each night, with 8 specific phases. The first being the New Moon and last being the Balsamic Moon. New Moons symbolize planting new seeds, Full moons are for harvesting fruit from those seeds. The last being the Balsamic Moon, which about is preparing the seeds from the fruit that was just harvested.

All of these “moons” have specific meanings and can affect individuals spiritually and sometimes on a physical level. Human beings are mostly water. Moons move water, think about the ocean. It is normal for some people to feel emotional, dizzy, restless and sometimes anxious surrounding Full Moons. Its not inherently negative, but listen to your body, your feelings, and what is happening in your awareness. This is all part of the harvest.

This particular Full Moon will highlight areas in our lives concerning life path, how gifts and abilities are used, ways to help others and past pains. Pisces is a water sign. Water is all about emotion. Old pains may be brought to the surface. Pain that is deep within.

You may be confronted with how that pain needs to be addressed, and what role it plays in your greater purpose. Wonderment and fantasy are all surrounding this moon as well. Its okay to dream big. Envision what you want. Its time let go of fear and whatever is holding you back. Drop the old paradigm you have held yourself to. You’re not just this or that. You can be whatever you want to be. Its time to expand. Its time to believe in your goals and take action toward them.

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FRIDAY 8/24/18

DOJO TRIBE LIVE
RADIO CITY CAFE
4150 GALLATIN PIKE
NASHVILLE, TN 37216
DOORS 7PM; SHOW@8PM
21+ $5
NASHVILLE HIP-HOP AND EDM
BLKSUNCHILD – 8:00 https://youtu.be/wPwPNLEdVaw
SICKISH – 8:45 https://youtu.be/lOGfpvtSyFM
XYON – 9:30 https://youtu.be/PrBMoEvWIkY
SOULJUNK – 10:15 https://youtu.be/7ZXcsmIBDgc
ACKLEN WALKER – 11:00  https://youtu.be/-kp5NG4l58M
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RETRO REWIND
THE EAST ROOM
2412 GALLATIN PIKE
NASHVILLE, TN 37206
DOORS 8PM; SHOW 9PM
$10
NASHVILLE BAND TRIBUTE SHOW
9PM: The ABBAdabbas: An ABBA tribute band featuring local musicians from Nightblonde and Taco Mouth
10PM: Gambler and the Magic Mans: A Heart tribute band featuring The Gambler from The Protomen and others
11PM: These Slippery People: A local Talking Heads cover band that will blow. your. mind.
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WOLF PARADE W/LALA LALA
THE BASEMENT EAST
917 WOODLAND ST
NASHVILLE, TN 37206
DOORS 8PM; SHOW 9PM
$23 ADV $28DOOR
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SATURDAY 8/25/18

LENORMAND CARD TAROT READING SPECIAL $20 FOR A HALF HOUR
11:00AM-6:00 PM
CRYSTAL SPIRIT HOUSE
238 W. SPRING STREET
LEBANON, TN 37087
TACORAMA- 2018 TACO & TEQUILA BASH
12:00-5:00pm
THE BASEMENT EAST
917 WOODLAND ST
NASHVILLE, TN 37206

TACORAMA: All-you-can-eat tacos and competing for your vote for BEST TACO and custom Margaritas. Taco-eating and hot pepper-eating contests for cash prizes! PLUS LOCAL MUSIC.

GA – $15 – All-you-can-eat tacos from many local restaurants and amateur taco chefs. Your entry gets you a voting token to vote on your favorite taco!

VIP1 – $30 – This option gets you all-you-can-eat tacos, a voting token for the taco contest, two TC Craft cocktail tickets and a free Topo Chico!

VIP2 – $50 – This option gets you all-you-can-eat tacos, a voting token for the taco contest, a tasting of the TC Craft 9 year Anejo, access to the margarita contest and a free Topo Chico! You’ll be able to sample all of the margarita contest entries to vote on your favorite!

ANACONDA VINTAGE AUGUST CLOTHING SWAP
1062 E. TRINITY LANE STE 101
NASHVILLE, TN 37216
12-6P
BRING UP TO 10 MEN AND WOMENS CLOTHING ITEMS AND TAKE UP TO 10 HOME WITH YOU
20% OFF ENTIRE STORE
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LUCAS DENTON W/SPECIAL GUESTS
LITTLE HARPETH BREWING
30 OLD STREET
NASHVILLE, TN 37213
7-11:30PM
$6
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HEADSPACE
PORTLAND BREW EAST
1921 EASTLAND AVE
NASHVILLE, TN 37206
DOWNTEMPO BEATS DJ SPINNIN
6-8PM
FREE
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THE BOOM BAP
NASHVILLE MONTHLY HIP-HOP DANCE PARTY
THE BASEMENT EAST
917 WOODLAND ST
NASHVILLE, TN 37206
9PM $10
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SHE’S LOST CONTROL
DARK AND UNDERTONES VIBES DANCE PARTY
THE COBRA NASHVILLE
2511 GALLATIN AVE
NASHVILLE, TN 37206
10PM FREE
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SUNDAY 8/26/2018

FULL MOON

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LEMONADE ALL YELLOW DAY PARTY
WEAR YELLOW
2 DJS
$5 LEMON COCKTALS TILL 6PM
LEMON TREATS
SUMMER GAMES
4-8PM
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JOE MANDE
THE BASEMENT EAST
917 WOODLAND ST
NASHVILLE, TN 37206
$15 ADV/$18 DOOR
8PM
COMEDY SHOW

 

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Back in 2013 when Twitter was somewhat of a foreign thing to me, I followed a food truck I had tried at The Porter Flea, that being Deg Thai. It was one of the first accounts I ever followed on Twitter. Among the ranks of Thought Catalog and Texts From Last Night, and well before The Donald’s covfefe. I wanted to know their schedule and where I could find them. I needed that flavor in my life as much as possible. Every since I’ve been a loyal follower.

Working in downtown Nashville for several years, I sampled the plethora of lunch options available. Even with many convenient and tasty spots a short walk away, I’d still make the trek to my favorite food truck. My office was located off 4th Avenue at Commerce Street. With an hour lunch and working at a busy law firm, I was committed to making that walk down to 7th ave on certain Thursdays.  Even if I had to eat it while walking back to the ever growing pile of paperwork on my desk, it was well worth it to get  my fix.

Back when I would visit Deg Thai downtown, they parked off 7th Avenue between Charlotte and Union by the War Memorial and Tennessee Tower. You can still find them there most Thursdays in addition to many other locations, including local events such as Live on the Green and Shakespeare in the Park.

Deg Thai never fails to exceed my expectations.  Easily the best Thai option in Nashville and I have tried nearly all of them. With awards from Street Food and Best of Nashville in the Nashville Scene, I am not alone in my praise of this gem.

Deg Thai offers the American Thai favorites, including Pad Thai. Their Pad Thai is fantastic and made with care.  The menu offers all of their main dishes with chicken, but a friendly disposition and polite request, they will happily make your dish with their exquisitely prepared Tofu. They also offer their dishes in Mild, Medium, Hot, Native Thai, and Ass Fire.

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My go to is the Red Curry with Tofu. I like it Native Thai hot, but even without the heat, its well balanced. The Tofu is fried with a light crisp cooked to perfection, not too dense or too soft. The dish contains baby corn, mushrooms, peppers and fresh Thai Basil in a lightly sweet red curry sauce on a bed of rice. The proportion of Curry to rice is spot on, easily consumed with a fork or chop sticks. The Curry paired with their Thai Coffee of Thai Tea and you’ve got a banger.

Even if you’ve never sampled Thai Cuisine, this is a must try. For more information and schedule, visit: https://degthai.com/

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Would you rather be respected or liked?

When asked the question, 100% of the people I polled answered they would rather be respected. Not surprising. No one wants to admit to wanting to be liked, but truthfully we all want to be liked. Let’s just be real. For those rolling their eyes, muttering, “I don’t give a fuck what anyone thinks of me,” hear me out.

The desire to be liked is a fundamental part of being human, down to an existential and evolutionary level. In ancient cultures, to be disliked or an outcast literally could equate to death. Ancient society and culture depended on being liked included. An individual had to prove their value with a skill to be accepted and embraced by their tribe. You had your hunters, basket weavers, shaman and gatherers, etc. All of these roles had a purpose and furthered the community. If you lacked the ability to hunt, identify what plants would nourish you verse kill you, being kicked out or left by your tribe could mean your early demise. Today, we can just run down to the local store, and as long as you have money, you can buy and eat all you can afford. Evolution has not caught up with technology and humankind still operates as relational animals fighting for survival.

Dr. Roger Covan explores in his book, “The Need To Be Liked,” why the need to be liked is as crucial as clothing and food. Being accepted and being liked helps sustain emotional fulfillment. Being rejected causes pain. Our body reacts to the pain of rejection as it does physical pain. The body has a desire to live and thrive. The amygdala in our brain helps us to appreciate potential threats to protect ourselves from the threat of emotional and physical pain, to keep us alive. Protecting ourselves from the pain of rejection is part of the evolutionary fight for survival.

The desire to be liked can become problematic if the threat appraisal of rejection is too high. Dr. Covan explains that we all have individual core belief structures about ourselves and relating to others that help form our ability to apprehend pain, including the social pain stemming from rejection. If an individual has poor beliefs about themselves than the threat appraisal for rejection will often be incorrect.

Essentially, the more poorly you feel about yourself, the more likely you will assume others feel poorly about you too, leading to misjudging the threat of rejection as part of the body’s attempt to protect itself and thrive. The incorrect threat appraisal leads to behaviors to alleviate the perceived imminent threat of pain. Some people will cling to others, become aggressive, some will withdraw and some will directly push others away to avoid the perceived threat of this pain.

So let’s look at the classic love story of boy meets girl. Boy and girl get on well. Boy and girl begin dating. After a period of dating, boy has a really busy week at work and on top of that, comes down with a sudden illness. Boy spends his days working and quickly collapsing upon crossing the threshold of his living space due to exhaustion from aforementioned circumstances. Boy doesn’t call girl for a couple of days. Boy’s failure to contact girl or spend time with her has nothing to do with her. If girl has good core beliefs about herself she will understand and maybe even offer to bring boy some soup. She will not perceive this as rejection. If girl has poor core beliefs about herself, girl could interpret this behavior as a sign of rejection.

Girl could react to this perceived sign of rejection in several ways. She could show up at his home professing her undying love for boy and flooding him with attention and signs of adoration that totally overwhelm boy. Girl could become angry and demand explanations for his oversight and accuse him of unsavory behaviors. Girl could withdraw inside of herself feeling abandoned and forlorn that her beau has lost interest. This belief causes her to act aloof and disinterested in boy leading him to eventually give up on the relationship. Girl could go as far as to break up with boy to avoid the rejection she perceives. With it all leading to the same result of what being rejected would cause, the relationship ending.

Poor core beliefs about onself, lack of self love and poor self worth leads to being rejected in one form of another. Lack of self love and poor self worth also demonstrates a lack of self respect. Therefore, if one does not love themselves, they cannot respect themselves, he or she will lack love and respect from others around them oftentimes due to their own behavior.

Even further, poor core beliefs and lack of self love cause people to stay in unhappy relationships, accept poor treatment from others and foster an inability to draw healthy boundaries with others.

Nobody respects a doormat that allows people to walk all over them. Nobody respects that clingy person that constantly demands attention. Nobody respects the person who becomes angry and aggressive every time you do not respond to demands for attention. Nobody wants to continuously put effort into someone who appears aloof and disinterested in them, because the other person fears rejection so intensely, the other person puts zero effort into the relationship.

Respect comes with a level of sincerity and morality that seems starkly contrasted from the need to be liked, but really they are related. To act with respect, means you take no shit. You assert your needs. You stand up for whats right, irrespective if someone likes you for it. To be respected comes with a level of authenticity. The you when no one is looking. The you when you have no one to impress. This person has their own voice and point of view that is unwavering to others opinions and perceptions of them. This person knows they are worthy. They know they are loveable and okay if everyone does not accept them.

Someone who loves themselves and respects themselves knows their worth so does not need to cling, be aggressive, withdraw or push away. The person with a healthy amount of self love and solid core beliefs respects themselves and therefore gets respect from others.

So yes, even the most independent of independent individuals need to be liked, but taken too far leaves a person without being liked or even respected.

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I prepare my cooler, stacked with cheap beer, and some stale ice from my barely used freezer.

I press the app button and boom, lyft will be here in 3 minuets. I quickly zip the cooler all the way but it leaves a small preview of the cheap beer I am ashamed of. After all, Nashville beer snob rates are at an all time high.

You arrive. I see you and attempt to wave to acknowledge your arrival but nope, you still seek a two level authentication and call me, then say my name through your rolled up window. I appreciate the added levels of security just in case some other bitch with my name might be lurking around looking to steal my ride.

I enter through the back door. You seem disappointed but, let’s keep it profesh. You see a pothole on my street and ignore my warning, thinking it’s not a “bad one.” You immediately realize your Versa is not a Land Rover, but alas you’ve committed to it. You look back after bottoming out and say- “what the hell was that?”after the Versa lightly scrapes the ground as my clutch contents spill onto the floor.

Along the ride, you feel small talk is necessary after we both accidentally lock gaze in your rear view mirror.

I oblige and we discuss the crazy Nashville traffic and how many people are moving here every day. Somehow this leads us into a discussion about the infrastructure/local corruption, speculation, and ultimately, foreign policy.

We are approaching my destination. I advise you to turn right, but you follow the phone map that is taking you “a different way.” We both know this was a dick move and now we’re suffering as a result of your poor decisions. You figure out by mile 2 out of the way that it probably won’t “circle around” as we enter the interstate we just exited. I politely reassure you that your conclusion is correct. Really, I’m thinking “just more proof dudes never listen to a word we say, but we’re almost always right.”

We arrive, you pull into the creepy neighbors driveway, no wait…. now you’ve decided to back out of the driveway and then back in? You tell me that’s easier for you as I look up and see the long muddy trek to my friends house. You tell me you need to get going so you can get some of the downtown pickups. I feel used.

Suddenly I realize the five miles we just spent together meant nothing to you. I recognize it’s time to move on and exit the vehicle with my bag o’ beer. It falls out through the broken zipper. I pick up the broken merchandise, turn around and press that glorious pink button. More cheap beer awaits me at the sketchy gas station down the street….

Shout out to the real hero’s of my Saturday nights- my lyft drivers

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The first weekend of August a kayaking and river floating outfit called Smooth Rapids hosts a Reggae Festival in McMinnville, Tennessee. The festival opens at noon on that Friday and closes the following Monday at noon.

McMinnville is another town of Appalachia, rich in southern culture, unspoken codes of conduct and whispered sins all washed away by Sunday morning service.  McMinnville is about an hour and a half drive from Nashville and before Chattanooga. The drive consists of sparsely populated towns decorated by smokey rolling hills off Interstate 24. McMinnville borders Manchester, Tennessee. Manchester is the home of Bonnaroo.

Reggae looks, smells and feels a little like Bonnaroo. You’ve got your “Centeroo,” food trucks and beer tent. Close your eyes and you might think you’re on the farm. Now, I’ve been to the farm 3 times. I’ve been going to music festivals since my tween years. Bonnaroo is the dog’s bollocks of music festivals. Tis a magical place.

Reggae has its own magic. It has something Bonnaroo cannot touch. At Reggae, you can have a bonfire at your camp site, drink your own beer, enjoy your camp and still hear the music with the stages being a short walk away.

I’m a music lover. No particular genre. I feel it on a spiritual and visceral level. Fuck, I sleep to it. Forget sleep, I fuck to it. Music tells my story when I can’t squeak a peep. It licks my wounds and gets me high. I’m also what some call “outdoorsy.” I daydream about walking barefoot in green grass, taking in nightly rhythmic chatter, symphonies of snores. Score, if there’s a bullfrog or two. I sleep my best sweaty in a tent with my stomach and chest pressed against mother earth, save for a few thin layers of fabric, dreaming of another day ahead. Its where I come to life. My father, son, and holy ghost.

This was my second year at Reggae. This year I went to Reggae with a couple friends and quickly made more upon setting up camp in the rear of the Smooth Rapids property, Area 51.

One of our new friends was a local named Michael.  Michael is a nomadic spirit with an easy smile, shoulder length dread locks and glasses. He regularly blessed the campgrounds with incense and donned a homemade Sawbriar pipe. Michael walked about playing his didjeridoo alerting all to his presence with uplifting melodic drones. The didjeridoo was a great addition to the many jam sessions that broke out at night.

Reggae is technically easy music. Its simple, but done well, its beautiful. Reggae is real talk. Its sexual. Its sunshine. The original punk rock.  Most of the music at Reggae at Smooth Rapids was decent.  A lot of the artists had a sound resembling Sublime with a touch of 311.  I did have my favorites that have made their way onto my spotify playlists.

The festival opened with an EDM artist, LVNKY, who had a total of three sets on Friday night. LVNKY was probably my favorite performer of the entire weekend. LVNKY’s music is a delightful mix of EDM and hip-hop influence punctuated with delicious bass, ambient rap lyrics and soulful R&B mixed in. Its highly dance-able, creating an almost irresistible urge to move. LVNKY would be the perfect late night set, inviting festies to dance with the moonlight under the influence of festival haze. With only 2 EPs released in 2015, LVNKY is a budding hopeful talent. Another favorite, Of Good Nature, also played Friday night. I’m a sucker for brass and beachy vibes. The 4 man band, which includes a horn player, guitarist, bassist and drummer, Of Good Nature offers both and an overall feel good lighthearted sound. They closed their set with a cover of 311’s “Summertime,” which the crowd erupted to in unison. Whyte Noise and CCDE are a couple of artists worth mention.  Their sets were fun and also dance-able.  Afroman closed out Sunday night, which seemed to be the highlight of most everyone’s weekend.

Reggae is a regular ficture of my summer. See you back at Area 51.

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Dearest Burrito,
To you, my love, my massive burrito. I stood in line at the local Chipotle anticipating your barbacoa goodness and gaucomole filling. I handcrafted you with the help of a skilled technician who carefully ladeled you with cilantro-lime rice and fresh pico. I watched him shape you into a perfect round bundle. He struggled fiercely, fighting against your shell, struggling to contain all of your sensual goodness and voluptuous curves.  I was so overwhelmed and nervous, I grabbed a beer. I knew Id need to loosen up for what I was about to do to you. I found a table in the corner far from the purview of onlookers. This was a private affair. I sat alone in the restaurant for a moment, intimidated, staring at your bounty, wondering how I might peirce your overstretched tortilla shell. Finally, I grasped you with two hands. A single hand could not support you. I made my move. With one bite I was enraptured. I took to you like a wild carnivore. Devouring bite after bite of your deliciousness. With a total absence of shame and hesitation, I devoured you whole, totally oblivous to the sour cream and guacamole smeered on my face. Finally, sweaty and exhausted, I  relinquished to you. My body could take no more. I dropped the remnants of your shell on your pretty red plastic basket. I wiped my chin and threw down my napkin in defeat. How I love your black beans, spicy salsa and your shredded cheese of delight. Oh my satiating love, how you do quench my hunger. Creative

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I write this with a knot in my stomach and tears in my eyes. Another one lost to their own mind. When are we going to stop being so blind? When will we see the festering sore in society’s eye? The sick are getting sicker. The poor are getting poorer. Devalued down to a dollar sign.
“Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore” but only if you can afford
The treatments
The pills
The stigma galore
Payment of tribute
Growing more and more
Yet the beast it awakens
A beast deep inside
The beast of insatiable appetite,
Her cravings never subside
The beast of purloined sleep who haunts the waking
The soul laments,
Just someone, please!
Please care!
Someone please see!
Im not all who I pretend to be.
This weight is too heavy. Too heavy for me. Please rush to my aid before the beast collapses on me
Asylums no longer
Coverage denied
Except consumers of privilege
The rest left to try to survive
Live on the street or take your own life?
The soul’s cries unheard and unseen
Too absorbed by the LEDs and the next big thing
Obsessed with sociallite
Consumed by materiality
When did I let this define me?
Forgetting the brother, the sister, the lover and friend
Humanity is tied together by one simple thread
“Love one another as I have loved you”
We all need each other in the end