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like a prayer

Hello, reader.  How’s it going?  How we view one another matters.  How I perceive someone feels sacred like a prayer. It’s like a prayer because I’m seeing God in you, and I’m talking to God about you also.  If you matter to me, I’m asking God to bless you, and bless our relating to be… Read More »

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let it be Christmas

“Hey, dear.  Should we let it be Christmas?” I asked Ming. It was two weeks ago, and I was writing at my desk. “Yeah,” Ming said. “Great,” I said. “What does that mean, to let it be Christmas?” Ming asked. “It means we get to listen to Christmas music mostly,” I said. “Oh, ok,” Ming… Read More »

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bee necklace

Hey, reader.  How are you doing?  I made a bee necklace I want to show you. What do you think?  It makes me happy. The thread is a fake leather cord, the metal bee I don’t seem to be allergic to, the glass smaller red beads are sweet, and the larger glass red beads I’ve… Read More »

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eye contact is love

Hey, reader.  How are you doing?  I’m going to go out on a limb and say something that may be vexing: Eye contact is love. I’m saying that because eye contact is on my mind.  A lot of my homies are neurodivergent.  Eye contact can be hard, I admit. But mostly I crave it.  Just… Read More »

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mothballing

Hello, reader.  How are you doing?  I’m in a lot of pain.  My neck and shoulders are in so much pain, maybe I shouldn’t be typing.  But I want to talk with you about mothballing. I used the word mothballing with my good friend yesterday, and they seemed unfamiliar with the term.  They are a… Read More »

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perceiving is a creative process

Hello, reader.  How are you doing?  The world is weird, and reality is full of surprises.  Sometimes what’s true needs space to emerge–it’s ok to make mistakes.  Perceiving is a creative process. art When we look at art, we can tell that perceiving is a creative process because look how differently we draw the same… Read More »

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me and Bunny

“Me and Bunny are going to fuck you up,” I told Ming. That was my overture.  I meant “fuck you up” like intoxicate you.  Yes, I was offering to get Ming high, with Bunny on board.  However, we don’t use any intoxicants in our family besides physical contact.  So the fucking up offer was in… Read More »

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disability is enforced poverty

Hello, reader.  How are you doing?  I’ve been thinking how disability is enforced poverty.  It’s brutal, and I hate it.  I have SSDI and food stamps, and I’m asked to make do on very little. But also, there are great parts.  Disability is a great builder of compassion.  I love disabled people, and I’m happy… Read More »

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Justice for the Victims of Insurance Violence

Hello, reader.  How are you doing?  I made a new art: Justice for the Victims of Insurance Violence. It’s watercolor and marker on some thick fancy paper leftover from a zine project I did in August. Ming is proud of me for making this art.  Ming loves when I tell the truth–they support me emotionally,… Read More »

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how we talk about disability

Hello, reader.  How are you doing?  Sometimes I make a social mistake.  Oops, happens to the best of us.  I’m still testing out my mouth and how to be a person among people.  Communication is important in community.  How we talk about disability affects how we’re perceived and treated. what work is My community member… Read More »