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floribunda

Hello, how are you?  Do you remember when I was talking about the ecstatic poem I wrote that felt like a song?  I wrote it at our friends’ house near Eugene, when I was at a gorgeous bush of white roses, watching the pollinators.  I got into a different mentality.  It’s called Floribunda.  Well, I… Read More »

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no face no case

Hello, I’m obsessed with this art that’s on the fridge of our friends’ house.  No face, no case is a cool concept.  And the graphic is nice too, teaching me how to use a tee-shirt in a new way. I’m thinking it’s about court.  Activists who protest, do street art, and otherwise make mischief are… Read More »

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witch

A friend asked what it means that I’m a witch.  Thanks for asking!  I’ve described myself as a trikewitch, garden witch, pagan, pantheist Earth-worshiper, and goddess worshiper.  All are true. I was pagan as a teenager and young adult, happy to find a religion that made sense to me.  I’d been worshiping the moon for… Read More »

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park dance

I danced at the park for 43 minutes yesteray.  I turned my phone into a hot spot, let my computer play my favorite dance music, turned on my bluetooth headphones, and gave my body permission.  Yes, park dance! https://youtu.be/exRp9e1ZbCA Wow, it was amazing.  I got some sun.  Never danced with geese before.  They were pretty… Read More »

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getting old

“Is that too great a burden to bury?” I asked Ming.  Then I laughed and laughed.  Getting old is wild. On Saturday, a friend I hadn’t seen in more than a year asked, “Why is your hair turning gray?”  I love being 44, who I am, my age, and all I’ve been through, to get… Read More »

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dancing in the streets

“You wanna hear this book with me?” I asked Ming.  I’m reading a book Dancing in the Streets with my friend up in Canada. She’s reading it for a class, and knows the subject matter interests me.  It was sweet, she invited me to be her book buddy! The book is about group ecstatic states–Dancing… Read More »

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more ecstatic dance

Sunday I danced more ecstatic dance.  I went the whole hour this time, and I felt I could go for another couple hours.  A little foot pain, but my knees are great!  I dance on a mat, a squishy mat.  Smart, eh. Then I played my favorite song to dance to, on my own.  It… Read More »

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ecstatic dance

Sunday I did ecstatic dance over zoom, then effused to some friends about how much I love it.  A friend in Canada asked me about it–I wanted to answer her in a way that others can read also. Loving ecstatic dance is part of who I am, but some people don’t know what it is. … Read More »

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fat dance

It was a weird-ass Halloween.  I finally talked to my friend who’s back in prison.  He’d been calling me, but I missed his calls.  Usually my ringer is off–I only turn it on for specific reasons. So I was looking at my phone and saw that call, from that area code.  I hadn’t heard my… Read More »