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fat folks tarot

Oh hey, something exciting happened.  My good friend Ariel said I can use her name in my blog.  Wow!  Thank you, Ariel.  Another exciting thing is my Fat Folks Tarot deck arrived, a gift from two good friends who live elsewhere.  What a supportive, kind gift to nourish my well-being.  I was so happy.  I… Read More »

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my body

“There must be something normal about my body.  I just gotta find what it is,” I told Ming.  I was laughing. “I’m a pretty normal height,” I said.  “I really like my height!”  Ponder ponder ponder.  “My eyes!  Brown is a normal eye color, right?”  Ponder ponder. I considered my fingernails.  Nope, they are strangely… Read More »

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qigong

This blog post is formed as a letter addressing my friend who teaches qigong.  I thought it might have a broader appeal, talking about health, therapeutic relationship, fatness, and grief.  I don’t go into how qigong helps me feel amazing–my body feels free and loose, almost magical, humming with goodness.  Another time I will explain… Read More »

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detox

Oh hey, I’m doing a detox, suffering from withdrawal from a part of my life I need to leave behind.  I need two weeks and I will feel better.  As for now, it’s time to feel like puking. This art I already partly showed you is here above my desk where I can look at… Read More »

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heal the body

I made a new triptych.  It’s called heal the body. It was fun to make this art, to see the process through.  I painted the cardstock yellow with a lil orange in the morning.  It’s on a box from a package of frozen rice that Ming likes. I’d been thinking about rest, nurturing, and the… Read More »

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tarot

I always was intrigued by tarot cards and bought a deck for myself when I was young.  It was The Mythic Tarot.  I like mythology, so I thought this would be a good deck for me. I put it in a carved wooden box an ex gave to me.  It came with a book about… Read More »

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feel your feelings

Hey, I got a new shirt.  It’s a radical mental health shirt.  Feel your feelings.  What do you think? I don’t always like telling people what to do.  But when I tell people what to do, it’s going to be some nurturing thing like this, probably. If you don’t feel your feelings, you’re just going… 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! Wow, it was amazing.  I got some sun.  Never danced with geese before.  They were pretty chill–they… Read More »

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grateful today

I’m feeling grateful today that this owie on my finger is healing.  I was chopping something a few days ago and dropped the knife on my finger.  The wound was very small and minor but in a bad place on the pointer finger of my left hand–I kept bumping it and hurting it.  I can… Read More »

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derailed

I got derailed by stress, reading a hurtful comment on a vulnerable facebook post I made, the other day.  I responded a few times, which is against my “don’t feed the trolls” policy.  Oops. Later, lying in bed at night hoping to sleep, I realized I should have just said, “This is a mansplaining-free zone. … Read More »