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pink affirmations

This is my new pink affirmations video.  Thank you to Ming for videographing.  Sweetheart, your help really helped. Unfortunately, the camera on my phone is pretty bad.  The picture jumps annoyingly!  But I think the sound is ok, and the love is true. Maybe one day I’ll have better equipment.  Meanwhile, here’s what we got. … Read More »

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emotional breakdown

“Why are you sad?” Ming asked.  We were pulled over by this off-roading area where people ride dirt bikes and dune buggies.  But they were far away and not too loud.  It was a good place to have an emotional breakdown. “I don’t know–am I sad?” I asked.  I was crying with my whole body,… Read More »

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success

“Wow, that trip was such a success!” I told Ming as he drove.  “I didn’t shit my pants even once!”  We laughed.  There had been bathroom concern, because of a medication I’m still getting used to. “We didn’t get into even one car wreck,” I continued.  “We didn’t die at all.  No hauntings–no abductions.  And… Read More »

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I like the way you stim

Look at my new hat.  I wore this our second walk on Harford Pier.  We saw an otter out in the water–sometimes it floated on its back to rest, then dove.  I like the way you stim. I wanted to embroider the words on this pink baseball cap, but my needle couldn’t go through the… Read More »

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sermon on radical mental health

I’m giving a sermon on radical mental health for the local Unitarian Universalist church.  It’s the morning of Sunday, January 30 at 10:30am pacific time.  Please let me know if you’d like the zoom access.  It would be great if you could attend!  This is the blurb I wrote. Most people struggle with mental health… Read More »

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trip note

We stopped at a restaurant in Los Alamos that my mom really liked.  It was our last day on the central coast.  We cried. I ordered a dish Mama liked, but without the meat.  Ming ordered the same. trip note This trip note we left for the waitperson is a good summary of the whole… Read More »

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be gay do crime

I saw some graffiti on instagram–I follow a radical graffiti person, who posts many images a day.  The graffiti said Be Gay Do Crime, which I have loved for a long time. But someone in the comments asked what it means.  Why crime?  Seemed like a silly question, but I tried to imagine the perspective… Read More »

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sour

I tasted some yogurt that was very sour.  Normally I like plain yogurt, but this was an 8 on the sour scale.  It made me shiver. “Somebody give that goat a better life,” I said.  “Pet her head and feed her a carrot.  At least the green top of a carrot.” The goat was very… Read More »

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moonstone beach

We went to Moonstone beach, and it was my first time seeing the ocean in two years, since before my mom died.  You know I was in the desert, those two years. This trip to my homeland is no joyride!  But I do like to find joy everywhere.  This trip is for healing, feeling, facing… Read More »

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hotels

Hotels are like dysfunctional apartment complexes full of mostly rich people.  We are here for only a short time, so we don’t organize.  We accept the weirdness of hotels and move on. Right now we’re at a fancy hotel my mom loved and visited with her sister.  It was that special time after my dad… Read More »