“What are we going to do fun today?” I asked Ming. So many things we need to do. But we’re here on earth for fun too. What are you on earth for? walk I walked to the nearby park by myself in the morning. Usually I don’t stray from the yard by myself, so it… Read More »
“Are you making fun of my ways?” I asked Ming. “No,” he said. I had made some vegan, gluten-free lasagna for the house. It was a little bit dry, and I was concerned it would get drier. So I used the spatula to put water on the lasagna from the sink. I sprinkled the water… Read More »
Hello, reader. How are you doing? I made a new needs list. what I want–in this house and generally to show up as my whole self give + receive respect my skills & gifts used – recognized -appreciated good investments emotionally spiritually – the amount that works for me to be included pleasure to try… Read More »
Hello, reader. How are you doing? I had a strong feeling the other morning that I’d met all the people I could handle by the time I was 14 years old. I can’t believe how many people are in my mind, heart, and life. It was a strong–Aaaaahhhh! Enough already! Yes, a big stop sign… Read More »
“Did you ever do logic puzzles when you were a kid?” I asked Ming. “No,” he said. “I failed at them.” “Yeah,” I said. “I see that.” We laughed. “You tell me a thing, and then you tell me another thing, and another thing. But the first thing totally contradicts the third thing. And I… Read More »
Hello, how are you doing? I hope you have a lovely home to live in. Ming and I are newly snug, living in a housing co-op in Oregon for three weeks now. I made this St Brigid’s cross out of lavender as an art gift blessing for the house. Here’s a poem about what I… Read More »
Hello, how are you doing? I’ve been thinking about what’s the most scary thing about love. trust This came up for me because I was talking to my new housemate the other day. He was in the kitchen, and I was in the dining room. We were sorting some foods, and when he mentioned a… Read More »
Hello, how are you doing? Toward the middle of the homelessness of me and Ming, I wrote this poem The Earth is My Home. It’s important to me because it speaks exactly what I was feeling at the time–a clear delivery from Mother God. It’s about home, putting love at the center of well-being, and… Read More »
“Hey, dear. Would you still love me if I wore stripey pants?” I asked Ming. “Yes,” he said. “Yay! Well, I’m not sure they will fit,” I said. “But if they do–thank you for loving me.” I was lying in bed, thinking about some stripey pants I found in a giveaway laundry basket downstairs. They’re… Read More »
Hello, how you doing? I’m ready to write about what happened. I mean what happened when Ming and I tried to move in June and failed, which launched our four and a half months of homelessness. This tale is a bit long, so please make some tea or what have you and settle in for… Read More »