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direct action

I want to change culture, and direct action is part of my life.  I think about direct action of different kinds–symbolic, performative, solidarity.  Some acts of service can be direct action also. statement Serving food to hungry people is a real way to help, but it can also be a statement.  Food Not Bombs says… Read More »

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going away party

A going away party is like a birthday party, memorial ceremony, funeral…  It’s a social gathering to help us mark an occasion and assist one another through change.  A wedding or baby shower can be a similar thing. We are about to make a huge change in our lives.  We’d like to invite you to… Read More »

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happy birthday to Stacey Park Milbern

Happy birthday to Stacey Park Milbern, my disability justice hero.  She would have been 35 on May 19.  I didn’t know her, but I love her.  She’s my disabled ancestor. The morning of her birthday, Ming and I listened to her crip socks essay that I read aloud and posted on my soundcloud.  I hugged… Read More »

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how I resist patriarchy and white supremacy

In a mad maps workshop the other day, I was asked how I resist patriarchy and white supremacy.  It’s a big question, and I started writing a list of answers in my journal. We moved on to other parts of the workshop, and I was still making the list.  Felt delicious to be real about.… Read More »

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carnival rides

Ming and I visited some folded up carnival rides at the park.  For two days in a row, we visited and took photos as part of a walk.  It gave me a lot of feelings.  Can I show you pics? This one I uploaded to wiki commons.  I always get a thrill, contributing photos to… Read More »

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when we leave here

When we leave here, will there be a ceremony to put the crucifixes back up on the walls?  “Oh look, I found another one, stuffed into this desk drawer!” a happy Catholic exclaims. When we leave here, will the neighbors be confused there’s no one singing in German at three in the morning?  No more… Read More »

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depth is new

Hello, I’ve been thinking about how depth is new.  To do something once is an experience–to do something for the tenth time is another.  To do something often for 30 years is yet another. It could look the same from the outside, and the activity could have the same name.  But it could be very… Read More »

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we’re moving

Hello, we’re moving.  I decided to share with you the letter I wrote to the supporters of Nevada Desert Experience announcing our departure.  It was fun to write, but the paragraph thanking the holy people is edgy! happy May Day Dear peace supporters of Nevada Desert Experience, Hello and happy May Day from the desert,… Read More »

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waking up medusa

I’m so excited my friend released a new album.  I’m listening and feeling so grateful to encounter the art.  The band is Lost Luna, and the album is Wish Upon a Star.  The first song is Waking Up Medusa. Please do yourself a favor and listen to this beautiful truth, Waking Up Medusa and all… Read More »

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lizard

“Hey, honey.  What if I get tattoos all over my body like a lizard?  Then would you still love me?” I asked Ming.  He was driving us home. “Lizards get tattoos?” he asked. “No, so I look like a lizard!” I said. “Yeah, that’s totally fine.  That’s no problem.  I’ll still love you,” he said.… Read More »