Hello, reader. How are you? I was reading about spiders. They are sacred. I think of spiders as Mother God in eight legged form. It’s funny that spiders scare Ming, while they help me feel more safe and protected. Unless they’re actively biting me, I love them. What have you been learning about lately? corner… Read More »
It’s part of my life’s work to care for Parent Earth, model responsibility, understand my role or place in the forest and in Oregon in general. Yes, I want to keep living in Oregon for a while–it’s my home now. I want to make art about these truths, including writing about them. No, I don’t… Read More »
“It’s Spam Risk,” I said. “Should I answer?” “No,” Ming said. We were driving in town, on our way to a crappy chain pharmacy for a covidvax booster. “Yeah, I have to be pretty lonely to answer Spam Risk,” I said. It reminded me of a poem I wrote about loneliness some years ago, around… Read More »
Hello, reader. How are you doing? What cards are you pulling lately? Sometimes when I ask Spirit what I need, I pull four of cups. Then I’m like–what are you talking about, Spirit? I need disappointment? Yes, maybe I need to face that I’m not getting what I need. Four of cups is about not… Read More »
“I feel like a pimp when I wear this shirt,” I told Ming. I was wearing my new purple / lavender shirt–synthetic, swirly, and warm. “In a good way. Maybe not an actual pimp–the aesthetic. Lesbian farmer pimp.” It got winter-like here, and I needed some warm clothes. I found this shirt in the dude… Read More »
“The defrosting shrimp are downstairs being guarded by the roving roommate’s cat. The cat is holding a Triton,” Ming told me. This was a weird conversation that Ming found important, meaningful, or funny enough to email me about. Like he wanted me to write a blog post about it. So here we go. How are… Read More »
Hello, reader. How are you? Did you ever hear the term white utopia? Have you ever lived in an attempted one? My housemate mentioned this term to me, and it was terrible and distressing. I’m grateful for the helpful label, to sum up something I’ve been noticing here in Oregon. the CSA potluck We went… Read More »
Hello, reader. How are you doing? I love Jagaddhatri. I’d like to get her name tattooed on my arm–I draw her name on my left arm over and over again, meanwhile. It looks like this. जगद्धात्री My beloved friend asked me if honoring Jagaddhatri feels different from honoring Spirit or Mother God. I said there’s… Read More »
Hello, reader. How you doing? A friend used the word infatuation to describe a feeling I had, or an experience–when a crush develops, and sexual desire charges a friendship. I don’t like the word infatuation because it feels demeaning. I’ve been thinking about how we talk about love and desire. what is love Love is… Read More »
Hey, reader! Please note: This post “how to mosh” is written by someone who has never moshed. “Hey, honey,” I said to Ming. “I want to tell you this fantasy I’m having. I wanna get a vest–one of those vests you wear in the lake, not to drown. What do you call those things?” Ming… Read More »