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ears

“Can you do me a favor and grow your ears really big so they turn into wings?  And then I can climb on your back, and we could fly around?” I asked Ming. “Sure,” he said. We were lying in bed–I was touching his ear and making it flap like a wing.  His ears are… Read More »

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birthday dream

I had a birthday dream I was at the ashram I used to go to in Sacramento.  But it was different from how it really was.  Ming and I were in a big hall.  People were arriving from far away, mostly dressed in monk’s attire.  And then other people were excited to see them. More… Read More »

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funny

laugh reasons I laugh a lot with Ming and other friends.  I have a certain friend who makes me laugh more than anyone.  She has a big laugh that feels free and kind.  She’s a good example.  Her generosity makes it easier. But I laugh alone also, quite a bit, at my own daydreams.  Remembered… Read More »

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my peeps were bombed and all I got was this stupid blog post

Hey, guess what. My peeps who were bombed over in New Mexico–it’s disturbing. It’s not my past, but it affects me a lot. My mom’s mom dying at age 52 of lymphoma was not a chance thing. The government hurt a lot of people, said oops, and fled. Here’s some info about it. https://www.trinitydownwinders.com/ It’s… Read More »

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promises, promises

“What’s your plan with this burrito?” I asked Ming. “You mean on high?” he asked. He had the burrito on top of the rice cooker, and it really was somehow towering over the other counter objects. “Yeah, like an angel I’ve heard,” I said, feeling bewildered by how his burrito became suddenly like an angel… Read More »