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Bells. Sometimes someone says something very, very wise, and it is the exact right moment for you to hear it, and the words reverberate within you and around you like a singing bowl. You are a bell and the words are bells and you bell together. And then, later, you...

Wish 307: State of Emergence

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...

Chicken 353: hearing a smile

A look at the good and the hard in my week, a ritual of reflecting. It is Friday and we are here. {a breath for Friday.} What worked this week? That’s not how we speak to toddlers. Sometimes when I notice a not particularly helpful pattern (“Oh! Doing that thing where...

38 Yawns

Setting off. I wrote this piece six weeks ago, on the night the boy and I left Portland for Operation True Yes, six months of wandering. It was Erev, the Eve of, and specifically the Eve of Yeses. The embarking, the setting off. If you are not familiar with the...

Solving for X with kisses

Content note: This post references potential/theoretical bad things as well as memories of actual bad things, without describing them in any detail. I do describe an uncomfortable dream, but nothing bad happens to dream-me, she’s not in any danger. I am now...
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