There was a knock on the door, and I jumped up. “Who is it?” I asked loudly. There was no answer. My heart was pounding in my chest. “Who is it?” I repeated. Again there was no answer. I opened the curtain on our door to look out into the darkness. “Probably delivery,” Ming said.… Read More »
“Thank you for the 90 ways you’re patient with me,” I told Ming. I have been somewhat out of my mind lately. “You’re welcome,” Ming said. “What about me?” I asked. “Was I ever patient with you?” “I’ve lost count,” Ming said. dinner I was frying some veggie sausages as we had this conversation. Ming… Read More »
Hello, reader. You know how stuff is happening all around us constantly? I have some basic, obvious reactions. But the truth is, I have ten reactions, and some of them are quiet. If I have ten reactions, number nine and number ten might be tiny whispers. People say I have “delayed processing,” often the case… Read More »
Hello, reader. How are you doing? I picked up this embroidery book in Russian? for free from the amazing local textile center. I want to tell you a story involving political embroidery. Please gather round and settle in for my tale. First I will tell you about the Eugene Textile Center. It’s a place of… Read More »
Hello, reader. How are you doing? I love Eugene. What a green place to live–I’ve decided I really like it and want to stay a while with Ming. This is our home for now. I love how Eugene changes me. Did I already tell you about the freedom I feel here to experience the full… Read More »
“Are you carrying too much burden?” I asked my dear one. I made a mistake at the tea shop–I ordered my boba tea without specifying non-dairy milk. So I gave my drink to my dear one who can have dairy. They were carrying two boba drinks as we walked back to my car. As usual… Read More »
Hello, reader. How are you doing? Probably you already know I’m disabled and have some chronic health issues. It’s an honor to be alive. I’m grateful to have a body. I spend most of most days, caring for my health. I want to tell you that pho is medicine. Yes, one of the most delicious… Read More »
“Why did you make rice pudding?” my dear friend asked. They ask the best questions. They were heading to the land, and I thought I could make some gluten-free, vegan rice pudding they could bring with them for the Forestry Campers already there. “Well, I had this rice free from the pantry,” I said. “And… Read More »
Disabled is not a bad word. I love disabled people. If I hear that someone I’m going to meet is disabled, I get excited like, “Yay, my people.” And I think of how to make sure that person is included and has what they need: venue, sensory, timing. How can we include their voice? I’ve… Read More »
Hello, reader. How are you doing? I put a twenty dollar bill on my altar in front of an image of my dearest deity impulsively. It seemed to belong. Then I left it there for a month maybe. Then last night Ming helped me clean my altar, and it felt right to remove some items. … Read More »