Hey, reader. How are you doing? My new home is the project of a fading Presbyterian church. I was dancing in the sun wearing a red skort and skimpy purple tank top. My glorious fat tummy is sticking out. Then I remembered–it’s Sunday morning. I know who God is. But do the churchgoers here accept… Read More »
We saw a hippie by the Safeway grocery store parking lot. This was in Redding, California as we traveled north to Oregon. He had hemp jewelry and some signs. One sign said New Wave 4H: Hungry Hippie Handtied Hemp in rainbow colors. I love it. I was curious to speak with him and was feeling… Read More »
I’m having some health issues I’m not really talking about. Remember when I had that ulcer bleed that put me in the hospital? I learned a lot there. Well, the current issues are stomach-related. So praying to my stomach is a thing, lately. When something almost kills you, makes sense to develop anxiety around that. … Read More »
I planned a personal retreat, to visit nature every day, pray, sing a lot, and avoid social media. I needed to really bad. My stress level was too high, and I needed a deep rest. I looked forward to my retreat like a dog to a bone! My personal retreat didn’t go as planned, but… Read More »
This post “praying in a riverbed” is a letter to my good friend that you are invited to read, like eavesdropping, but you’re wanted. Dear friend, I asked Ming to take me out to the desert. Today he took me out to Late Night Trail which is just outside of Las Vegas. There’s a riverbed right… Read More »
Gmorning. A friend asked about the translation of Ya Devi. I sang it in the video in yesterday’s post. This site has the words of Ya Devi translated. https://www.artofliving.org/navratri/ya-devi-sarva-bhutessu There’s a video with someone singing it to a different tune than the one we used at the ashram near Sacramento. Sounds cool too. amazing The… Read More »
I’m talking about feeding people, how to love, how we have bodies that need to be tended to, in pain or hunger or anything. To have a body is to need. Peace is in the body. There you go–good luck with your needs. If we want to learn at school, we need to eat. If… Read More »
Ming did some good photography–this place with its overflowing orange container is so beautiful, and the burnt out car. It’s been a process. Now the building has the no trespassing spraypainted on it, boarded up. I hear a story from this scene, and I feel lucky to respect and honor it: poverty, racism, capitalism, exploitation.… Read More »
“Good luck keeping the brain at bay,” my friend said, as a goodnight txt. I’d been trying to explain how I was doing. I’d told him earlier that I was struggling. I tried to explain that what I’m facing feels way, way bigger than I am. It’s not about a mood or fleeting problem–it’s more… Read More »