Hey, reader. How are you doing? Ming and I are recently home from a big road trip. Feels good to write about it and process transformative experiences. There’s a question I still have, now that Ming and I are home. Is California real? I mean that question like another big question I’m asking lately– are… Read More »
“Feeling my feelings,” I could say in answer to anyone’s question of what I’m up to today. What are you doing this weekend? Do you have any plans for summer? What are you thinking for the holidays? Feeling my feelings is the answer to all of those questions and more. It takes almost all of… Read More »
When I was cooking veg sausages and the oil splattered on my wrist, I started to cry, taking things personally. Yeah it hurt physically, but it also hurt my feelings. Why does the oil have to be mean? What am I doing wrong? Why is the oil mad at me? Of course the oil was… Read More »
Dear sweetheart, I’m sorry if someone called you lazy. Asking for help is sacred. I want to be respectful and a safe person to ask for help. Also a safe person to say no to. The idea of being lazy doesn’t worry me too much because I’m disabled, and I opt out of capitalism productivity… Read More »
“Ooo, yeah. I’ve been wanting to write a blog post about loving unauthorized smells,” I told my good friend. “The smell of a hot iron is definitely a smell I’m not supposed to love.” My friend was ironing a tree skirt. That was part of a process of transforming the tree skirt into a Strawberry… Read More »
Hello, reader. How’s tricks? I’ve been thinking about how to reduce conflict in relationships. My last two intimate relationships besides Ming were destroyed by conflict. Well, that’s one way of looking at things. (More about that later.) I was brainstorming ways to reduce conflict in relationships, because that’s the kind of Virgo I am. Problems… Read More »
Hello, reader–how are you doing? Do you know how to pull away in relationship? It’s a skill. Especially in love, I tend to be all or nothing. Moderation is not my gift. So as an adult, I’m learning how to pull away when I get too close, give too much, and commit in ways that… Read More »
There was a knock on the door, and I jumped up. “Who is it?” I asked loudly. There was no answer. My heart was pounding in my chest. “Who is it?” I repeated. Again there was no answer. I opened the curtain on our door to look out into the darkness. “Probably delivery,” Ming said.… Read More »
Hello, reader. How are you doing? I love Eugene. What a green place to live–I’ve decided I really like it and want to stay a while with Ming. This is our home for now. I love how Eugene changes me. Did I already tell you about the freedom I feel here to experience the full… Read More »
“Hey, dear. Should we let it be Christmas?” I asked Ming. It was two weeks ago, and I was writing at my desk. “Yeah,” Ming said. “Great,” I said. “What does that mean, to let it be Christmas?” Ming asked. “It means we get to listen to Christmas music mostly,” I said. “Oh, ok,” Ming… Read More »