This is a second meeting for a workshop about how to respond to harm in healthy ways that actually help us. It’s called Against Punishment and is important to me. I don’t want to rely on broken punitive systems. Feels related to the work I do around abusers in radical spaces. I believe in community… Read More »
We went to the river–Ming drove us down Lake Mead Blvd toward Lake Mead. Don’t ask me how we’ve lived here almost seven years and never did that before. Whaaat? We went to a chill overlook and walked around. We saw pretty yellow creosote flowers, and a praying mantis eggs case on a creosote branch–exciting!… Read More »
Sports mean nothing to me, nowadays. I like movement, but not competition. But I’m thinking what sports meant to me, before. dance My mom sent me to jazzercise when I was a little kid. Does this still exist? Wow, it still does exist! https://www.jazzercise.com I liked dancing to peppy music on a mat. The… Read More »
Here’s a new poetry meme. They comfort me to make, and they’re kind of addictive. Speaking of addiction. I thought I had been addicted to cigarettes, long ago, and then I learned chocolate–I was using chocolate to help myself recover from being social. We would get ready for the Sacred Peace Walk every spring, which… Read More »
When I was a little kid and heard about the desert, like Jesus praying there, or the devil temping him, I felt very curious about what desert is. I was living on the coast and had never been to the desert. Desert seemed like a sacred place, where you could pray, be alone, feel raw… Read More »
“The buckwheat was delicious,” Ming said. I put lots of raisins in it, for him. This was yesterday morning. “Yeah! It’s good, huh! I’m going to thank L,” I said. She gave us some food that wasn’t working out for her, so kindly. I put half a chopped apple in mine, and butter. “I eat… Read More »
I have a message from the land of pain. I night-traveled there. My back has been hurting, on the right side, parallel to my spine. Then sometimes a lot more hurts than that. I mean more parts of my back, and other parts of my body. My muscles get so ouched, I don’t know what… Read More »
A new friend asked how I handle big feelings. Great question. I will answer as honestly as I can. how I handle big feelings I talk to Ming about how I feel, emote to him, ask for feedback, explain intense situations related to the feelings. Sometimes I ask him if he sees something I don’t… Read More »
Hey, guess what. I was hanging out over zoom with some fantastic anarchists elsewhere. And we were thinking what to read next. So I made a list of my favorite things to learn and think about, in an anarchist study group kinda mode. I decided to share the list with you, reader, in case you… Read More »
Hey, I have been making more poetry memes. This new one “addict’s prayer” is a favorite. Mother God, please heal my fucked reward pathway. They’re very meaningful to me, but I get the feeling nobody cares. Well, probably like four people care. That’s cool. I wrote a full on addict‘s prayer poem last night, crying… Read More »