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Ok this may be too much but: I replied to a witchy friend earlier today that while I’m not one for resolutions or proclamations or whatever but I do think there is going to be some serious magic this year. How that manifests is anyone’s guess. We may all die! Or maybe the last few… Continue reading i don’t do resolutions

He skipped the lineA woman ordering a sandwich. what type of breadIndecisive but also confusedThe clerk already holding a pack of cigarettes to himHe replied 2 with his stained fingers The clerk fired up the money machineas he spoke to someone else invisibleIn a foreign land Perhapsjust on the other side of town The clerk… Continue reading Corner store

i recently proclaimed that i don’t possess attention to detail. this is both true and not. there was a rebuke (of me). it was referring to specific job functions that i don’t excel at. that i loathe. that i don’t do and then get caught. then spiral into a pit of pity and self-flagellation. (this… Continue reading cursory

i learned this past week that it takes seven days of shouting words of encouragement, direction, witty banter to lose my voice. i am loud. i am large. for seven days i was given an opportunity to hold space for participants of a large event sometimes only seconds at a time, up to twice a… Continue reading The 4 Non Blondes’ hit song “What’s Up?”

i’ve read that it is a sign of generational age to end texts with a period. to end sentences with punctuation on a medium that is meant to be quick and free of form. i like a good “.”. it says “That’s all.” in a Miranda Priestly sort of way. or maybe it’s more “Your… Continue reading travel.

in high school i fancied myself a slam poet — it was on trend at the time. there was a movie. slam poetry was accessible to a teenager growing up in the city at a particularly diverse school.

the third time rinse and repeat a lifetime for a year

For Carolyn Kizer and John Woodbridge, Recalling Our Celebration of George Herbert’s Birthday, 1983 As swimmers dare to lie face to the sky and water bears them, as hawks rest upon air and air sustains them, so would I learn to attain freefall, and float into Creator Spirit’s deep embrace, knowing no effort earns that… Continue reading “The Avowal” by Denise Levertov

it’s been a minute. i’m too lazy to look at the date of my last post. i think it was a quote: so not really mine to begin with. post-lockdown (pre-second-lockdown?) life is busy. in mostly good ways, some a bit overwhelming. i relish the times when the universe puts me in a spot where… Continue reading gorbachev

Imperfection offers me the freedom of a million potentials. The Impossible Dream, 1971

i went on a walk today with a friend. i traveled, not far, to a whole other world: different weather, different people, different things to look at take photos of, a different rose garden. it was delightful.

caribou are on the mind tonight as i meditate on my lack of meditation free the mind is the promise just got to make time to prioritize freedom. let the fog drift by. drift through fog through the meadow where the caribou graze listlessly, freely caribou are on the mind

i’m not going to lie. i saw this on america’s got talent. i really don’t care of “reality” tv but every once in a while a gem is surfaced. the part of the artist’s story shared in the episode is heartwarming. it’s ok… it’s alright.

i had dinner with friends the other evening that i haven’t seen in a while. pre-covid + give or take a year. a bit. i am honest about this because i don’t want to fall into this trap of blaming all of my social skills, or flakiness, or isolationism, or loneliness, on lockdown. that shit… Continue reading crossing the line

this post is not about sexting. it’s just something that fascinates me. i’m old enough to have only had access to a smartphone – the first iPhone – as an adult. i was intrigued with communication technology in high school though, where a majority of students had pagers. including myself. they were cheap, plans were… Continue reading sexting

the magic doesn’t come from within, it passes through us. through luck, education, insight, grace, one perhaps has the power – too strong a word. occasionally one has the insight & awareness to observe and learn from it, and use that as a form of empathy. or perhaps even manipulate it gently, with great respect… Continue reading just passing through

i have a headache. it’s been with me all day. off and on. i was on a journey home after being away for a few days, in the mountains. (these mountains were unfamiliar to me though) the journey there was longer than the return, so when i arrived i was slightly frazzled. this feeling didn’t… Continue reading to the sky

today at 3:36 pm pacific time Jupiter moved into Pisces. i’m told this is a good thing. themes: psychic and intuitive development spiritually motivated traveling increase in meditation or prayer collective compassion & empathy dreamwork or astral projection groups right around 3:36 pm pacific time i started to feel spent. stretched. empty. am i just… Continue reading lost