Chicken 313: we’re no strangers to love

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? Not having my computer. This was an accidental discovery. Richard’s computer...

Two of my favorite words.

It was Rally Q, and it was quite-quite many things, and Q is a special letter for me. I have a very clear memory of learning Q in kindergarten. Well, I already knew how to read so the learning-the-letters part of kindergarten was kind of boring, but Q! I remember...

Chicken 312: pleasurably disruptive

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} It is the 312th Chicken in a row. I am back from the Vicarage and really happy to be here. I missed you...

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...

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....
The Fluent Self