P is for Possibilities.

It was Rally P, and it was perfect in every way, of course, because Nothing Is Wrong and This Moment Is Right, and This Moment Is Useful, and I am Taking A Breath, and that is what perfect means, to me. Not that everything went the way I wanted it to, not that...

Wish #260: Wonderfully Peaceful

Personal ads. They’re … personal! Very. I write a Very Personal Ad each week to practice wanting, and get clarity about my desires. The point isn’t getting my wish (though cool things have emerged from wishing), the point is learning about my...

Friday Chicken #309: Chicken on a raft

Where I cover the good and the hard in my week, visiting the non-preachy side of ritual and self-reflection. It is Friday and we are here. {a breath for Friday} What worked this week? Saying what I want. A thousand sparklepoints to me because that was not always easy....

Oh!

Oh. It’s that moment of realization. Oh is the sound of recognition, the sound of remembering. Oh is for opening, and for openings. Oh is the shape of the mouth of the fox in the video game when he remembers there’s another way out. Oh is for Open Sesame....
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