Monday, April 30, 2012

directions from the airport

From the arrival gate (or from whatever rental car agency that you use), get to Old Dowd Rd (which becomes Little Rock Rd). Go north (away from the terminal).

You'll cross over Wilkinson Blvd, and stay in the left hand lane, because Little Rock Rd makes a left turn (toward I-85 South).

Get on 85 South, and follow it for about 5 miles to exit 27 (Belmont/Mt. Holly), which is on the right (stay right). Take a right on Beatty Dr/NC-273.

 Go about 1.2 miles, and, at the light, turn right onto Tuckaseegee Rd.

Go down past the church, and enter Riverfront, and take a right onto Riverfront Pky.

Take the second left (Rock Ridge Ln has two possible left turns, because it is a circle.

Find 333 Rock Ridge Ln, and park in a parking space nearby.

Ring my bell.

Sunday, April 29, 2012

tiny bit of life

small is Big is small

Yoga (not) Perfection

Yoga (not) Perfection
by imano Yogi

strike a little pose
breathe a little, breathe
move (and then relax into the wonderment of Ease)
focus (and re-Member) that the process is the Way
Yoga (not Perfection) as we open (to today)

* Yoga -- is not about striking the Perfect pose, or being the Perfect person.

* moreso, Yoga (like meditation) is about catching oneself (out of All-I-gnment) and move-ie-ing toward that which we'd like to man-i-fest into our experience.

* yes, even the most highly trained yogis lose their Balance.

* the question is whether or not you (or i) strive to regain a sense of focus and flow, even as we experience what others might label "mistakes".

* do not worry:

Yoga is a process. 

Saturday, April 28, 2012


the man was a visionary. ..a man who both understood and professed a shared, abundant reality.

he knew (back then) that decisions made by lawmakers would impact the future of generations of americans -- not to mention "the future of this small planet." 

Sunday, April 22, 2012 [1]
by u. andi asone 

who am i?
of what am i made?
why am i here?

* questions such as these are inherent to many in the human species. ..assuming, as we shall, that “i” am part of a “we” …that that “we” are part of an “I”… uh, weeeeeeeell

we’ll figure it out. ..or not.

* the “who” of the small “i” is (according to halbert dunn and others) a swirling mass of Connected sub-atomic [non]-particles, Communicating on the most extra-ordinary of levels, precise (yet able to randomize), random (yet structured to a mathematically exacting degree), and Unified (even as we must perceive “separateness” in order to read this essay).

Life: the ultimate, paradoxical Whole, co-existing as the center of its own Uni-Verse, completely dependent, inter-dependent, and inter-independent.


* could it be that “we” are “I” in particularized form? ..does not “God” man-i-fest as “sonship”?

* could we, in the same exacting way that planets and comets commit to exacting trajectories when circling within circles, be Concentrated Energy?

* might it be akin to “All-ignment” when we Concentrate?

* could Allness ever fail to be but Its Own Be-ing-ness?

* without attempting to contemplate the All, maybe “we” are here for the purpose of Be-ing, which manifests as “beings who are doing” for the express purpose of slowing down into the unfolding LOVE experience?

* could All of thIs be LOVE, experiencing HE/Rself from the perspective of a particularized self, in order to Know HE/Rself at All?

-the beginning?

[1] martineau, l. (4.22.2012).; book 70: Hoooooome. © 2012

next up: rhode island?
go rhody... but it's not going to be an easy task (against america's #1 college baseball program).

11 is "just proud" to be exactly where he finds himself.

Friday, April 20, 2012

4 and 1/2 minutes of "the chop"?

this is for my family, who should probably begin practicing for the GE 2012:

Sunday, April 15, 2012

creating a m(art) gallery

alternative title: "home, sweet home."

have you ever (as a "grown-up") found yourself doing exactly what your mother used to do? it genetic, or have we somehow been brainwashed????

ever since moving away from home (to u.r.i.), i've found myself creating a living space that resembled an art gallery/museum..just like mom, i feel as though a home should be full of stories to be told over and over again.

the current hom(e)useum comes complete with a massage studio, an art gallery living room, and even a man-cave office. ..tonight, i had to place the m-art-ineau gallery pictures on the floor, first -- in order to determine how it might look on the walls. 

the layout:
* 1st (ground) floor: therapeutic massage treatment suite
* 2nd floor: kitchen, living room, deck
* 3rd floor: bedrooms and (converted) office

the ground floor has a distinctly feminine/healing energy, while the top floor has a masculine/sexual energy.

(not that men can't be "healers" or that women aren't sexual, of course)... 
but it's the energy.

the massage room showcases the following pieces of art:

  • "dolphin dance" by don d'anthony (a wedding favor from willy and judy's underwater scuba wedding -- accompanied by an underwater photo of lenny, scuba-diving with the wedding boquet, playing the roles of best man and maid of honor's a long story...)
  • "hands heal" by kristin dessert (hand, with healing thoughts)
  • "hands heal II" by lenny (two healing, energetic hands)
  • "touch" by lenny (massage drawing)
  • "the touch of God" by leonardo di vinci (God's hand, manifesting as adam's)  
  • "flow" by lenny (massage drawing)
  • "ease" by gratia, a 90-something year old massage client (destin beach with umbrella)
  • "healing earth" by susan, another tallahassee massage client (hoodoo formations in new mexico
  • "white and blue" (memories of the core aegean retreat, santorini, greece)

the walkway up to the second floor is lined with artwork (drawn using the john gnagy "learn to draw kit"):

  • "let is snow" (a mailbox in winter)
  • "welcome home" (maine lighthouse [not from the john gnagy kit])
  • "wooden boat" (a sunset scene)
  • "fall, back" (pumpkin horn of plenty)
  •  "rhode island red" (rooster, guarding barn)

upon ascension up to the second floor, you'll be welcomed "home" twice:

  • "home sweet home" a wall decoration that was hand-made by auntie anna.  
  • "Mom" (my mother's picture and a mother's day thoem about josephine,)

the second floor acts to merge the 1st and 3rd floor energies -- with the Union of family/friends, art and experiences.  ..two of my mother's antique mirrors act to enlarge the dining and living space. ..the entrance to the kitchen let's you know that you are walking through scorpio grounds, by:

  • "ali vs. the beatles" (one of the most fun pictures ever taken)
  • "astrological chart" (of someone born on november 6, 1958 at 12:10 p.m.)
  • "the army aviator" (fun depiction of the stereotypical helicopter pilot)
  • "ch-47 85-10" (drawing of a ch-47 'charlie-model' chinook, signed by classmates) 

the kitchen walls are graced with pictures of special friends (jean, jim, willy, pete) and family (my aunts (steffie, ann, rose, kay), my godfather (pete richie), and my football/track coach (al morro). ..there's also a thoem that features a picture of al and jo, dancing.'s entitled "save the best for Now."

the kitchen also showcases a piece from mike williams, entitled "balance of nature."

the dining/living room sport the following pieces of art:

- "sweet perfection" by joe belt (a montage of the 1999 national championship game between florida state university and virginia tech). ..the piece is signed by bobby bowden, and i ordered it shortly after talking my way into the superdome prior to the game.

- "quiet little candle" framed by jim casey (along with a thoem, a reminder of the frailty of life, and the celebration of lives lived).

note: no dining room table yet
(presently going with plastic table, chairs)

the 2nd floor gallery:
  • ".us" (martineau family picture)
  • "1 + 1 = One" by cheryl huntley (painting of two trees; One Love)
  • "free as a tree" by cheryl (a tree, flow-er-ing) 
  • "secure and happy" by john martineau (a drawing of david and his dog)
  • "son of a sun" by abby williams (sunshine)
  • "great white" by john (sharks)
  • "yankee" by john (ulyisses s. grant)
  • "whale of a tail" by john (humpback whale)
  • "tall ship" by john (boat)
  • "solo" by john (lenny, on his first solo flight)
  • "coast guard house" by john (the coast guard house, narragansett, r.i.)
  • "lion king" by john (simba, with mufasa and sarabi)
  • "hot toys" by john (drawing of the 1970 mustang convertible and the 1965 cessna 172)
  • "warm as ice" by john (drawing of a Christmas wreath and sled)
  • "there's soooo much more to me" by erin pace (self portrait) 
  • "what time is it, jo?" by al martineau (engraved helm/clock) 
  • "overdunn" by clare dunn (boat)
  • "tug" by clare (boat)
  • "path to paradise" by clare (a path to the beach)
  • "where's lenny?" by donna amaral (dolphins)
  • "alter ego" by donna (a drawing of steve martineau with jim morrison)
  • "seminole dream" by steve (a dream catcher with a drawing/painting of chief osceola)
  • "wIe" by ashley martineau (lazy susan with wIe themes)
  • "covered bridge" by moi (jean has the original on her wall in tampa)
  • "thanksgiving" by jessica martineau (holiday feast)
  • "birds of a feather" by bonnie
  • "living ocean" by jerry dunn (seafloor)
  • "through the mill" by mike dunn (mill and waterfall)
  • "God" by nick dunn
  • "Merge" by melanie kimbrell (a drawing of sun/moon Love)
  • "i'll meet you in the field" (a thoem about how we've already met)
  • "good day, good thoughts, good day" (a thoem about how thoughts become things -- and versa-vice)
  • "when pawn and queen are kings" (a thoem about chess?)
  • "the indian at sprague park" (a rhode island hot plate)

the second-floor bathroom harbors a picture (taken with [and signed by] bobby bowden), a graduation gift "halftime at doak campbell stadium" (from doug pearson and wendy gilbert) and two pieces of art:
  • "chief osceola" by josephine martineau (knitted indian chief)
  • "don't step on this" by steve martineau (drawing of f.s.u. quarterback chis weinke, signed by bobby bowden)

the stairway to the third floor welcomes you with a kiss, quickly followed by "the key" by john martineau and "the path" (which is a depiction of the pathway to Here).

the third floor is patrolled by my father, and the theom is entitled: "best man." an upside-down manner, the top floor honors our grounded "earthly experiences" energy -- and exudes passion, sensuality, fun, relationships, memories, and laughter.

* the master bedroom is ablaze in the sun/moon Love theme. ..the room can (sometimes) double as a movie theater, but its main energies are rest/sleep and Union

* the guest bedroom merges two distinctly oppositical energies.   

on the left side is "war energy" (represented by military photos, drawings and documents).

on the right side of the room is God/Goddess energy, represented by "Santuario De Chimayo" (a very holy place) in chimayo, mexico and "Mother Mary," which was given to me by josephine (with strict instructions to "pray, pray, pray and have faith").

the idea is that war energy and God energy can coexist on this, the earth plane, and that things that seem to be opposite can (in actuality) be part of the same Whole.

today's addition is a picture entitled "Spirit"," which is a photograph of the classroom whiteboard, after a "Spirit" class (in HEA 110: personal health and wellness). ..during the class, the students teach/express, and i attempt to write their thoughts on the board).
wicked cool.

* the third bedroom (converted office) is the man-cave. ..surrounded by images of past experiences, the cave is the place for contemplation about the present (journaling) and the prepaving of future manifestations. ..with a 1+1= 11 = One theme, the man-cave showcases a hanging quilt of old t-shirts, a computer full of thoetry and photographs, and more than 120 photos of relationships and experiences that, while in the past, have brought me Here to this Present Moment.

the descent down (from the third floor) represents the way that i want to experience every, single day -- for the rest of my life:

"free and brave" is a hand-painted eagle (from my time in korea) that reminds me to be grateful for the opportunities that have been bestowed upon me, just by being a united states of america citizen. ..we can criticize our government as much as we want, and that in itself provides insight into the many, many freedoms that we enjoy -- right here in the good 'ol u.s.a. 

"November 27" is a red sox baseball montage that reminds us that miracles do happen.

"Namaste" (at the bottom of the second flight of stairs) is a Yoga drawing that re-minds me to "See Oneness in everyone and in everything, to See Beyond dueling dualities, and to focus on the Connectedness of All things."

if i can begin my days with this in mind, Well... only Good can come from that.


and so, my dear friends, a very short summation of the gallery/museum theme of this place that i now call "home". ..welcome -- the gallery awaits your visit.

Saturday, April 14, 2012

miss you

miss you
by i. nita you and nea r. miss

when i miss you (i'm lonely)
when i miss you (i'm sad)
when i miss you (depression)
when i re-Member: glad

when i miss you (re-more-seful)
when i miss you (i'm blue)
when i miss you (re-Mind-er)
when i re-Member you

* "missing" someone or something is verifiable proof that s/he or it must have been previously experienced. ..if we hadn't been Lucky enough to In-Joy the experience, then there would be no possibility of missing it.

* "missing" is a golden opportunity to re-Member, to re-Joy-ce, to re-Collect, to re-Lease, to re-New.

(already) missing you.
 (already) Loving the memories.
  (already) making the Present moment great, setting up the next (event-u-all) miss.
(already) hoping for a memorable hit, which leads to the heartfelt miss, which leads to the re-Membering.

-the beginning.

i feel Lucky

written after watching "awakenings" ...starring robin williams and robert dinero.

so lucky to sing
so lucky to dance
so lucky to have the chance -- to Connect with others -- on such a miriad of levels.

i don't know if i'm talking to God right now... or the Universal Life Force... or some reflection of my-Self -- projected on a screen somewhere.

but does it matter?

what matters (maybe) is that... by whatever powers that Be, by whatever forces that Create planets and waterfalls, by whatever senses that allow for the taste of a kiss...

that i'm Lucky for you, and for this.

i feel Lucky, to have experienced that which i'm not even sure is True:
i feel soooooooooooooo Lucky... to have experienced you.

the beginning.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

illegal procedures

it should be illegal for hospitals to minimize an elderly person's dignity by suggesting "go to" procedures that allow the gouging of insurance, hope and self-worth.

being poked and prodded is one thing (when desired), but the insertion of tubes and chemicals and masks and such -- at the expense of the patient and his loved ones -- is something that i will refuse (if given the opportunity).

don't hook me up to a machine. ..don't radiate me. ..don't chemo me.

just allow me to walk out the door -- hopefully under my own power, and allow me to rest, in Peace.


moving out and moving in

moving out and moving in
by mo ving

life/death is a process (we can neither lose nor win)
one home, then another: 
moving out and moving in

* at 4:29 p.m.on 10 april, 2010, i moved out of my apartment and blew it a kiss (goodbye).

* life provides us with a lot of reasons to move out and move on: maybe a house gets old, or maybe it has provided us with a sufficient batch of memories. ..maybe a lot of our friends and family have moved on, and we want to visit with them (like the good ol' days).

* maybe we've found a better house... a Dream Home that we can In-Joy Forever.

* or maybe (in a physical world of relativity), movement simply IS, and the process of moving is simply a function of the physical plane of existence.

* "moving out" doesn't have to be a bad experience. provides us with an opportunity to re-Member, to re-Cognize, to re-Call, to re-Flect, to re-Deem, and to re-Lease.

* maybe we can view "moving out" as "moving in". ..maybe we can view "death" as Birth". ..maybe there is a Uni-Verse-All re-Cycling process that we, as humans, are mostly unaware of.


-the beginning.


what follows is a quick re-view, of posts that (attempt) to tell a bit of the story of albert peter martineau.

while all of the posts (below) tell some of the story, the ones in bold print are the most detailed:

there is so, sooooooooooooooooooo much more to say, and so let's say it -- every chance that we get.

let's honor the fact that we've been touched by Love. ..let's also re-mind ourselves that the al-man could never have done it alone. ..may we also honor josephine, the sweetest of the sweet, the wife extraordinaire, the rock -- the most Loving, most caring, most Mom-ing mother that we could have ever had...

to al and jo, we LOVE you both.