Holding/Not Holding

I couldn’t hold on to the sounds, but I would generate a trace memory of the sound that would trick me occasionally, that would seem to be me holding onto the sound…

One Last Time

I’m terrible at goodbyes. Perhaps I’ve never seen one modeled well. I’ve always found it hard to be clear and just let go. I inevitably leave things sort of half undone for a while, hoping against hope that things will make sense of themselves.

sparking joy

To be organized feels like greeting a clean slate every time, feels like unearthing dormant potential. THAT is what “sparks joy” – which she over and over again describes as her central objective.

curses and milennial gaps

Sitting on kitchen counters, we talked about spirituality and religion, especially visualization, and differences between devotion and reification. Then we moved on to politics and gender pronouns, before social media, but especially Tumblr.

Cheers!

Happy 2019, everyone! Mine is off to a strange but motivating start, having woken up to a low bossy voice (think: ghost in A Christmas Carol) saying, “Don’t run out the clock on the rest of your life.” It is rather bold, straight forward guidance, isn’t it? Yet still feels like a koan. So I…

sneaky mind

Having decided to spend more time blogging and away from Facebook in the coming year, this morning I searched and scrolled through random blogs. I’m curious about how to build a real sense of community through this notes-in-a-bottle-from-disparate-islands medium, and to see what balances people find for themselves with regard to their blogging identities. For…

Dear Facebook (looking forward, 2018 –> 2019)

Social media originally felt intimate to me… as though I could incorporate socializing with people and daily functioning, in a warm and interesting manner. It was almost seamless, also people-affirming and life-affirming in a way that took the edge off of not working in a company or having much family, much less in town. And like endless university in some ways, learning so much. ..

looking back, 2018 (part 2)

Before my daughter and I settled in to watch the 2016 election results come in (with several craft beers and lots of snacks), she pulled a Tarot card: The Tower, Reversed. It is a card that means change, with an image that indicates turbulence and upheaval.

looking back, 2018 (part 1)

If you ask me in March or September, how the resolutions I set in December the year before are faring, the answer would probably be, not well. However, if you ask me in December (now), how those same resolutions are faring, lo and behold! Something has usually shifted significantly along the lines of those intentions….

Justice

On a night like tonight I ask a question close to, “Does calling it karma make it easier to bear?” ‘It’ being my self, I think. I’m taking legal classes lately, for all sorts of reasons, but mainly because it feels like the right thing at this time, a next logical step. I feel at…