Lately I’ve been using the hashtag Many Gods No Masters. It makes me giggle–it’s a spoof on the common anarchist phrase No Gods No Masters. Yes, I’m a bad anarchist, for being religious. I see God everywhere. She is my favorite. Here’s an arati for the sect of Hinduism I did for 20 years. I… Read More »
I’m having some health issues I’m not really talking about. Remember when I had that ulcer bleed that put me in the hospital? I learned a lot there. Well, the current issues are stomach-related. So praying to my stomach is a thing, lately. When something almost kills you, makes sense to develop anxiety around that. … Read More »
Hey, guess what. Ming and I were at the Mexican grocery store, and we were looking for a specific thing. But I was attracted to the nopales. A bag of fresh cactus, prepped–spines were removed, and it was diced. I wanted to buy it to make some, but I felt a tug of guilt. It’s… Read More »
“You know how movies have previews?” Ming asked. “Yeah–you mean trailers?” I asked. “Yeah,” he said. “There was one for a movie called Mobius that caught our eye.” “Is it about a strip club?” I asked. “No,” he said. “What’s it about?” “It’s about a vampire,” Ming said. “Oh! Are they a stripper?” “No!” Ming… Read More »
Lately I’m enjoying sending to a few friends the art that I had on my ofrenda, for Day of the Dead. Feels like a great way to disperse the energy. And I hope the friends enjoy the art. I don’t need to keep that powerful, potent stuff around. Glad to spread joy to the world.… Read More »
This is a letter to a friend who’s suffering with deep sadness and unmet needs. I wanted to write him a letter called why you should live, and share it with you also, reader. Maybe one day you could use its truth. why you should live Dear friend, Thank you for messaging me and telling… Read More »
For so long, Christmas has felt to me like it’s about death. Missing relatives who had passed, deep emotional pain, and many people around me trying to cover up their pain with passing pleasures. I even made a poetry zine some years ago called Christmas Is About Death. Now that my mom is on the… Read More »
I made a new zine: love is a skill we can strengthen. It’s 32 pages, half size, including covers. Text heavy, with many lists of things to try, and contextualizing intro material about how love is a skill we can strengthen. There’s philosophy about love and gender, love and capitalism. An Audre Lorde quote, and… Read More »
Once upon a time, there was a small town in the desert. It came about as a result of some springs, las vegas. I think the Native people would be here in the winter, and then in the summer, they would move to a higher elevation. The valley gets so hot, it makes no sense… Read More »
My good friend up in Canada told me she enjoys witnessing how I love myself unconditionally. She likes how I accept myself where I’m at, in so many ways. “I’m sure there must be some things you struggle with. But I love how you accept yourself,” she said. The topic of what I struggle with felt… Read More »