Chicken 352: I read the script

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.} Somehow I spent all of today until just now believing it was Thursday, and wondering why it felt like Friday. I think that must be a good sign that...

Wish 276: 5MX

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...

Operation Tomorrow-Me I Love You!

I am recently back from two weeks at the Vicarage, a place that is both real and imaginary, where I devoted myself to exploring the previously unknown-to-me territories of tranquility. Since I hadn’t visited these places, I didn’t really have a sense of...

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...
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