the leavers dance
My hands my feet are worn As much as yours are And though my head my hands my heart are forming They still feel worlds apart Silliness, war games, wine and salty snacks. It was a good evening.
good life
we are indeed creators
Be love. Be kind. Know your worth. Remain forever confident to be recognised. You have nothing to prove. Be yourself. Let them bloom, fail, wander, and learn. Ignore them. Detach and be unbothered. Do not react if it does not feel good to you. You do not owe anyone a damn thing. You are a … Read morewe are indeed creators
STX
Admittedly, I have not been watching Star Trek. Yesterday was my first episode since the new year started. I am not sure why it felt okay now to watch it again but it did. I finished an episode I was watching at the end of last year and this one was the first one I … Read moreSTX
you have been living in a dream world, n30
we stayed up too late last night. i am not sure that i was asleep before 4. i was still up at 645. it was elder ring, sourdough pizza, listening to isobel and elliott drunk hysterical argue over skype and chocolate cherry muffins. i hate that audun drives home so late. i know he is … Read moreyou have been living in a dream world, n30
It’s complicated — but it doesn’t have to be.
-Isabel invited me to do this with her. -I have started vipassana to replace my other forms of meditation for a while. I shall update in a week or so. -Everyone at work has been sick so even though I am not really supposed to be there, I have been. Bittersweet is not just for … Read moreIt’s complicated — but it doesn’t have to be.
strings and attractors
“First be really honest with yourself: what have you allowed in your life that you never wanted in the first place.” I had this reoccurring knack. I would notice something that I did not like, I would either speak up and say, “no, this is not cool” and it would continue with no consequence or … Read morestrings and attractors
nth hoop
I remember back in the LiveJournal days, I was in a community for abuse survivors. I never posted my own story, I just commented on those that did. I was never brave enough. I did notice something: Over the years, the women that I have kept up with (I am friends with several of them … Read morenth hoop
You’re scheming on a thing that’s a mirage
(I’m trying to tell you now, it’s sabotage) In the immortal words of The Beastie Boys, I can’t stand rocking when I’m in here ‘Cause your crystal ball ain’t so crystal clear So while you sit back and wonder why I got this fucking thorn in my side Oh my God, it’s a mirage I’m … Read moreYou’re scheming on a thing that’s a mirage
I am not crying you are crying
The conversation got railroaded from someone asking if she should forgive someone that ghosted her. I have a special place in my heart for ghosters. You really do not know where a person is at when they disappear from your life. I have a tendency to click people off when I am overwhelmed. I do … Read moreI am not crying you are crying
Pomegranate bomb
Every memory that you store is based on your perception of what actually happened – rarely what really happened. What are you holding on to that is giving you grief, pain or trauma? Can you edit it out in a way that it could give you joy or at the best indifference? Maybe you just … Read morePomegranate bomb