Dangerous Compassions


Yesterday I made a mistake and was over-social with two out of town visitors and some other friends.  I paid for it in the night with fitful dreams and crazy feelings, overwhelm.  I was up and down all night.

Today I’m not fully recovered, so I stayed home from the weekly peace vigil.  Planned my radical mental health workshop for Justice for our Desert and made a handout.  Drinking water and trying to take it easy.

I just wanna go back to bed.  But I need to go to the printers with Ming when he gets home.  There’s a prayer thing this evening at the Worker.  It’s the feast day of St Francis of Assisi they say.

By Laura-Marie

Good at listening to the noise until it makes sense.

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