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I accept human nature

Hey, dear reader. How are you doing? Recently I’ve been extra-upset about people. Perhaps you’ve noticed. Well, great news! As of yesterday, I accept human nature. Partly it was thanks to my rabbi. Last walk she told me, “People don’t know what we want.” We were walking through the neighborhood near shul, sampling fruit off… Read More »

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rejection is a gift

Hey, reader. How are you doing? Rejection is a gift. Thank you to everyone who has ever rejected me. I made this card about it. Rejection is a gift of release. Thank you for saying no. I’ll say yes to myself. It’s on a pink index card in raspberry extra fine sharpie and metallic orange… Read More »

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my attention is valuable

Hello, reader. How are you doing? Recently I learned that my attention is valuable. I don’t owe it to anyone. In fact, it’s more valuable than gold! Gold grew in many caverns. My attention only grows one place. I had been compulsive about getting back to people. Responsiveness was something I carried too far. Oops!… Read More »

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hurting other people

Dear one, Hurting other people is an inevitable part of life. People get hurt for all sorts of reasons. A lot of how others react to us, isn’t about us at all. I think about being hurt fairly, vs being hurt unfairly. Long ago I led a workshop on disability justice at the community where… Read More »

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what uncomfortable is like

Hello, reader. How’s tricks? Can I tell you what uncomfortable is like? For me, it’s like pain but a little bit less. Like pain that rumbles instead of stabbing. Uncomfortable is distressing. Uncomfortable is feeling wrong in my skin, or feeling like, “Hmm, I can do this for a short time. Then I gotta go.”… Read More »

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the meaning of death is changing for me

Hello, reader. How are you doing? The meaning of death is changing for me. I spend more time with the dead than with the living these days, in my heart / imagination / spiritual life. Most of that is time I’m spending with my mom. But my friend Ellie’s memorial is today. Spending time with… Read More »

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taking things personally

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 »

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tank brigade

Hello, reader.  How you doing?  I’m so busy, working hard to build a more loving world.  And I’m always fat, which is work in and of itself.  I’m dodging barrels of harm like Mario in Donkey Kong.  Disabled too!  It’s been years now I’ve known it’s my destiny to be in the tank brigade.  If… Read More »

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walking on eggshells

Long ago when I was married to my ex-husband, he started making waves in his family of origin after decades of being controlled and abused.  He was the youngest child and the only boy of all the cousins.  As a child he had a remarkable speech delay and other developmental differences.  As a young adult… Read More »

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what I need from a doctor

Hello, reader.  How are you doing?  Trying to be responsible, I’m seeking medical care and dental care.  I’m trying a new Nurse Practitioner after a bad experience with the last one.  Today I’m thinking about what I need from a doctor. I’ve had decades of medical trauma.  Previously I’d preferred to be shot, over going… Read More »