I know the eyes are the windows to the soul or whatever, but the real crux of the moment was not just that I was really seeing someone, but that I was seeing someone really seeing me. Once I embraced the terror of this realization and gave it time to subside, I arrived somewhere unexpected. […]
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“We say to the confused, Know thyself, as if knowing yourself was not the fifth and most difficult of human arithmetical operations, we say to the apathetic, Where there’s a will, there’s a way, as if the brute realities of the world did not amuse themselves each day by turning that phrase on its head, […]
This song by Hozier is gorgeous, poetic, and haunting to me. Take a listen (click here if the embed doesn’t work).
SoulCollage® Committee Suit: Feline Familiars I am one who is soft and curvy, and I am one who is fierce. I am one who enjoys pleasure and will communicate. I am one who is a mystery. I am one who is subtle. And I am one who is primal. What is your gift or message […]
SoulCollage® Committee Suit: Our Lady of the Coffee I am one who requires coffee. I am one who appreciates the daily ritual. I am one whose mind cannot function without a dose. I am one who is a mother and whose work is without end. What is your gift or message for me? That I […]
This ATC was created for a swap focusing on something in nature. At least one item in the card had to be from nature. And a couple of haiku! A sand dollar moon peers heavenward, smiling to her silver sister. ***** Ocean origin star within echoes secrets hidden in apples.
“And so seated next to my father in the train compartment, I suddenly asked, “Father, what is sexsin?” He turned to look at me, as he always did when answering a question, but to my surprise he said nothing. At last he stood up, lifted his traveling case off the floor and set it on […]
I haven’t participated since 2006, but I decided to get re-acquainted with the site Swap-bot. One of the swaps I joined is to make nine Artist Trading Cards, each focused on one color. Here it is before I pop it into the mail. It felt so good to make. If I just carve out a […]
Sometimes it helps to name my inner state. So here goes. I’m lonesome. Restless. Edgy. Feeling isolated, weighed down, slothful. Muffled. Not really engaged by anything. Or rather, not able to settle in and get absorbed by tasks. Avoidant of things I want to do, like writing or making art. Avoidant of things that need […]
These are excerpts from a powerful essay about domestic abuse. How many times did I find myself on his bathroom floor cowering beneath him, feeling the hot spit land on me as he screamed? Stop crying like a baby. You’re crazy. No one else would put up with you. … How many times did I […]