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co-regulating touch examples

Hey, reader.  How are you doing?  I’ve been stressed sometimes and at the edge of my capacity.  Last night I was toast but needed to attend house meeting.  I love touch as a way to relax, and Ming is so helpful.  Sometimes other friends are open to touch also, and I love to diversify.  So… Read More »

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Mother’s Day ritual

Hello, reader.  How are you?  I did a beautiful Mother’s Day ritual with Ming’s help.  This post is a bit late, but I wanted to show you pictures and tell you how it helped me. My ritual purpose was to honor the spirit of four mothers I love who have died. my own mom a… Read More »

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Thanksgiving ritual

Hello, how are you doing?  We had a warm Thanksgiving ritual for the house we live in.  It was me, Ming, and three of our housemates at the dinner table, right before our feast meal. There were only five of the housemates because some were away traveling.  One housemate stays mostly separate because of pandemic.… Read More »

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self-forgiveness ritual

Hey, I did a self-forgiveness ritual for Thanksgiving.  I don’t see relatives anymore, and we had a special feast with the Las Vegas Catholic Worker a few days early.  So we’re free to make holidays special however we want. I wrote this self-forgiveness ritual last year, but I don’t think I ever performed it.  So… Read More »

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day of the dead

Like previous years, Ming is helping paint ofrendas in preparation for the Winchester cultural center Day of the Dead festivities.  He paints at our friend T’s house.  They will paint through November first–please get in touch, if you would like to help. Please note that it’s not a sober environment.  Alcohol is consumed by others,… Read More »

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suicidal

It was an intense couple of days.  I got suicidal, the day before Mother’s Day.  That happened last year too.  I knew not being able to call and send a card, or visit my mom for Mother’s Day, would destroy me.  It’s not like I was even thinking of her a lot–more that my body… Read More »