What's in the gallery?
We dissolve stuck and rewrite patterns. We apply radical playfulness to life (when we feel like it!), embarking on internal adventures (credo of Safety First). We have a fake band called Solved By Cake. We build invisible sanctuaries, invent words and worlds, breathe awe and wonder.
We are not impressed by monsters. Except when we are. We explore the connections between internal territories and surrounding environment to learn what marvelously supportive delicious space feels like, and how to take exquisite care of ourselves. We transform things.* We glow wild.**
* For example: Desire, fear, worry, pain-and-trauma, boundaries, that problematic word which rhymes with flaweductivity.
** Fair warning: Self-fluency has been known to lead to extremely subversive behavior, including treasuring yourself unconditionally, unapologetically taking up space, experiencing outrageously improbable levels of self-acceptance, and general rejoicing in aliveness.
What's in the gallery?
We dissolve stuck and rewrite patterns. We apply radical playfulness to life (when we feel like it!), embarking on internal adventures (credo of Safety First). We have a fake band called Solved By Cake. We build invisible sanctuaries, invent words and worlds, breathe awe and wonder.
We are not impressed by monsters. Except when we are. We explore the connections between internal territories and surrounding environment to learn what marvelously supportive delicious space feels like, and how to take exquisite care of ourselves. We transform things.* We glow wild.**
* For example: Desire, fear, worry, pain-and-trauma, boundaries, that problematic word which rhymes with flaweductivity.
** Fair warning: Self-fluency has been known to lead to extremely subversive behavior, including treasuring yourself unconditionally, unapologetically taking up space, experiencing outrageously improbable levels of self-acceptance, and general rejoicing in aliveness.
The Day of Leap.
So. We’ve been given an extra day.
Bonus!
Or maybe it’s more like this:
You can, if you feel drawn to try this, imagine or pretend or choose to believe that you’ve been given an extra day.
Why not? You could try that on. As an experiment. An internal investigation.
What could you do with an extra day?
Especially if this day was secretly a door.
Or an opening.
You could have a tiny adventure.
Possibly by proxy.
You could discover something new about how you approach the world.
You could give a small chunk of time to getting to know more about a mysterious project or the germ of a tiny sweet thing.
You could rewrite a pattern or an internal belief.
Just a little. Just to find out what it’s like.
And you wouldn’t have to change very much.
One word. One piece. Maybe two.
What if this is the day when you find out what you are like when your system is running a new string of internal programming?
Like this.
A word that’s been coming up a lot in the comments and at Rally recently is “achievable”. As in:
Thing X, that I desire, is not achievable.
That sentence may be true in this moment. And it also serves to both reflect and reinforce an internal rule.
So what if we altered — just for a day — one piece of that rule?
If we decide that we’re not going to do away with the rule altogether but just play with it a little, how about one of these?
Stop at the one that has the least resistance for you but still gives you pause.
That’s usually a good place to enter any practice.
- “This thing I desire is not achievable yet.”
- “This thing I desire does not appear to be achievable yet.”
- “I am not yet clear on how this thing I desire could come into my life.”
- “I am allowed to desire this thing I desire, and there is probably something important in this for me. The essence of that desire could be achievable, and I can find out how.”
- “Even though I haven’t figured out yet how this thing I desire can become achievable, there could still be a way that I don’t know about yet.”
- “Even though it appears that I have lots of internal rules about how things can happen, I am learning about the sense of safety and security that my rules give me, and I am getting curious about other ways that I can give myself safety and security.”
- “I do not know what is achievable, but I can still plant wishes and learn about the part of me who sees possibility as well as the part of me who is invested in not having this.”
And then find out what happens.
Who is the version of you who doesn’t have that hard and fast rule about what is achievable. How do you even define [+achievable]?
What happens to you when you interact with internal structures and forms, and make space for you to learn about what’s possible?
In my experience, even tiny shifts in approach can lead to astonishing things. And that’s as good an experiment as any for an extra day.
It doesn’t matter what you try. The point is that we play.
We’re making room to find out.
This is the work of self-fluency. This is interior interior design. Very, very interior.
It’s a day of leaps.
Of course you don’t ever have to take a leap, because there are always less scary ways to create change. No leaping required.
But if we think about the leap as a gap or an entry, the leap becomes a portal. A chance. Maybe even a fairy door.
I will see you on the other side.
Play with me! The commenting blanket fort.
Let’s plant some gwishes for the Day of Leap. You can also silent retreat if you like.
I’m going to try to think of one thing I might do/think/try differently. And you’re welcome to do the same, or make fun experimental plans for leap-worthy things.
Usual comment zen applies. We all have our stuff. We’re all working on our stuff. It’s a process. We play. We make room for each other. We are patient and present.
Love, as always, to the commenter mice, the Beloved Lurkers and everyone who reads.
Very Personal Ads #137: everything is great everything is grand
Personal ads. They’re … personal! Very.
Each week I write these VPAs to practice asking for what I want. And to get clarity on what that really is, even when asking feels conflicted.
I always get useful information about my relationship with various aspects of the ask. Join in if you like!
So many wishes this week!
Thing 1: I need things to be easy, fun and magical.
Here’s what I want:
I would like to remember what it’s like when things can be easy, fun and magical.
Because sometimes they can.
This coming week has a HUGE number of wonderful but potentially challenging things.
I’d like to meet them all with grace and presence.
And not just to be able to handle it but to skip down the street in technicolor, singing Life’s a Happy Song like I’m in the muppets movie.
BECAUSE I AM.
Ways this could work:
Taking care of myself first so that I can connect to my internal hum.
Planting the qualities.
Pretending I’m at Rally (Rally!), even though I’m not.
I’ll play with…
Doing some stone skippings.
Investigating the internal rules I have that say big serious things absolutely absolutely always have to be a giant headache. Using Shiva Nata to rewrite these rules in sneaky ways.
Starting the day with the most fun thing I can think of.
Thing 2: Floop!
Here’s what I want:
The Floating Playground sets sail this week! On the DAY OF LEAP!
Which kind of solves my first thing because being onboard the Floop will be like being on Rally every single day. The Floop is basically all-Rally all-the-time. Except online!
My whole crew has been working non-stop for the past six months to get the new ship ready, and the past few weeks we’ve been hauling ass like you would not believe.
These next few days are hugely important.
I want everything to fall into place smoothly. I need the flappers or flippers or whatever the people coming aboard are calling themselves to do SO MUCH conscious entry and really prepare for the voyage.
I need everyone out of my headspace.
Ways this could work:
Now is not then. Now is not then. Now is not then.
I will use what I know now.
I’ll play with…
Being here now.
Wanting what I want.
Asking for what I want.
Strong, clear, loving, flexible, beautiful healthy boundaries.
Thing 3: Now We Are Six!
Here’s what I want:
I’m gearing up for a big month of internal and external anniversaries and celebrations.
And also trying to figure out how to include my community in this as well.
Ways this could work:
I don’t know.
I’m going to have to meditate on it.
I’ll play with…
Being receptive to a variety of ways that this could work.
I can set it up in a way that will be fun for me, instead of worrying about what everyone else likes, wants, thinks is acceptable.
I can find out what I’d do if money and time weren’t issues, and maybe that will give me some clues to follow.
Thing 4: Getting Directives.
Here’s what I want:
The Director and I were talking all the time, and then I got busy with things and we didn’t get to hang out yesterday.
I want to be with her all the time.
Ways this could work:
Connecting to her first.
Interviewing her.
Taking her out to lunch.
I’ll play with…
Remembering that she likes to hold my hand. Asking her to hold my hand.
Thing 5: Next week’s Secret Escape!
Here’s what I want:
I wish to Joyfully Abscond for my birthday week.
Ways this could work:
Oh I have absolutely no idea. In fact, I’m feeling really anxious that it won’t happen.
I’ll play with…
Asking the Director to tell me what and how and when. Now? Now!
Thing 6: Let’s get the first painting party going!
Here’s what I want:
We’re almost ready to paint the new Playground space. I would like to throw the first painting party this coming weekend, but it’s going to require lots of set-up.
Ways this could work:
We could get some information about when the cleaners are coming. The First Mate could give me a YES. We could set up a Frolicsome Bar (facebook) event and invite people.
I’ll play with…
Doing an OOD. Committing to this being a delight-filled experience.
Thing 7: Mission-related. Let’s have EVERYONE happily not being me!
Here’s what I want:
I want to introduce you to two sweet, wonderful, thoughtful and creative people, both of whom are a) named Amy, and b) do not want to be me.
There’s Amy Goetz in Seattle who knows she doesn’t want to be me, and Amy Gutman in Massachusetts who also does not want to be me.
They both came to this important conclusion independently of each other, and yay!
And, thank god, there are lots of other people out in the world who have realized the same thing.
Hurrah! No one should ever want to be me. Or to be Amy. Or the other Amy. Or anyone else for that matter. Trying to channel another person’s genius keeps you from being the conduit for your wisdom/power/qualities.
And it also goes against the mission.
The mission, of course, is to interact with yourself and your stuff in order to get to know how you function and who you are and what you need. So that you can meet yourself and your stuff with sweetness and understanding. And maybe even with LOVE.
We can be inspired by other people and they can be beacons for us. Their light helps us see our light. But our focus is still internal.
I want people to get the mission. Everyone. All the time.
I want everyone to know that THIS is what I care about. That trying-to-be-like-X is painful and tragic and to be avoided at all costs.
You can actually have more of what that person has when you’re in your flow and not trying to access their flow. Does that make sense?
I want people to remember that of course I am always going to support their them-ness. Their endeavors into learning what that is and how that works. I want this to be a given.
And then let’s go beyond defining ourselves in relation to things but just shining our beautiful shining and humming our beautiful hum. Unapologetically. In our own way, without having to know what that is. Just getting quiet and finding out.
Ways this could work:
Planting the seed.
Releasing attachment. Working on my stuff.
I’ll play with…
Progress report on past Very Personal Ads.
Just to update you on what’s happened since last time.
I wanted more yoga during Rally and it happened. I did a long practice before the Orientation, and on Toozday and Wednesday nights after the Evening Chicken.
Then we asked for support with grant proposals and two people wrote in with ideas, thank you!
I wanted changes to pirate queen HQ, and have been making steady progress there.
And I silent-retreated the last ask, but there’s movement on that as well.
A good week, all in all. It always helps to ask.
Play-filled comment zen. Here’s what I’d love today.
- Wanted: Your own personal ads, small or large. Updates on past ones if you like.
- You can also do these on your own or in your head. You can always call silent retreat!
- Leave your gwishes! Throw things in the pot!
- Things we try to keep away from: the word “manifest”, telling people how they should be asking for things, unsolicited advice.
- VPA amnesty applies, of course. Leave yours any time between now and next Sunday (or whenever, really) — it’s all fine by us!
xox
Friday Chicken #186: All over the map, and delighted about that.
In which I cover the good stuff and the hard stuff in my week, trying for the non-preachy, non-annoying side of ritual and self-reflection.
And you get to join in if you feel like it.
This week was Rally (Rally!), and so it flew by ridiculously fast and also it was AMAZING, because Rally!
And I feel both exhausted and energized. Wow, Rally!
The hard stuff
Timing and waiting and patience and aaaaagh.
The new Playground space was supposed to have been cleaned on Monday so that we could start painting. But that went off-track in a hundred different ways, and now it still hasn’t happened.
Things are taking time. Messages getting crossed.
I want to get started! My stuff about beginnings is very present this week, and I got to work on it throughout Rally.
Sleep disruption.
Just when I was back onto regular sleeping, I had a rough night.
And then a Zombie Day.
Resistance.
I know what needs to be done on a Zombie Day, but I tried to make work happen anyway.
Even though there are volumes of the Book of Me that are very specific about why this doesn’t work.
Lots of processing.
Nudging.
Some things take time.
Some things require PROCESS.
Especially important things.
I am processing extremely important things right now.
I would like to not be poked about them while in percolation mode.
Especially during Rally. Let’s institute an Absolutely Absolutely no-poking-during-Rally rule.
People I care about in pain and not able to find their way out.
That’s always hard.
Being wrong about something.
But not in the fun way.
Wand.
As I tell people at every Rally, everything that happens at Rally is part of Rally. Even the things that seem like they aren’t.
But I don’t really know yet how to convey the TRUTH of this. That if you come to a Rally, you’re still Rallying even when you are not present at the Playground.
Rally happens at the Playground, but Rally doesn’t live there.
Even if you’re sick or sleeping in, or you experience something really hard that you had no idea you’d be experiencing (tfu tfu tfu, may it never happen to you), that’s part of Rally. Even if it’s completely external to you or Rally.
And Rally is the safe container that holds you in that experience.
Rally, like sabbath, is happening whether you’re there for it or not.
We welcome Rally in. We prepare for the voyage. We embark. As of that point, we’ve entered Rally and it’s Rally. Until we hum our way out Thursday evening.
When you are on Rally and something painful happens, Rally is a nest for your relationship with that pain. Even if you choose not to be physically present.
Hiding. Crying. Discovering how you respond to pain, what you personally find comforting, who you are in this pain place. How to create safety and sweetness. Taking care of pain-you to the best of your knowledge, at the best of your ability.
THAT is Rally. Nothing is an interruption or an interference. It is all part of your Rally. But I don’t know how many Rallies it will take for this concept to take hold. And I guess that’s not my problem.
I would like to wave a magic wand and have the truths that I have learned through TIME and PROCESS be made available for anyone who was willing to receive them. Without me being attached to whether they land.
The good stuff
Piggy!
I resolved the most GIGANTIC stuck ever this week while at Rally.
It has to do with flow and monies and rules and judgment, and I feel a million trillion times better for having figured this out.
That is why I do Rally. That just saved me about six months of trudging through the mud.
Lots of good news. And perfect simple solutions.
All kinds of things just sort of easily worked themselves out this week.
Including things in the business that we’d thought would be torturous and complicated.
Rally! Rally #17.
I love Rally.
This is no secret.
Blanket forts and costumes and snacks and superpowers. But also spaciousness. Peace and quiet. Laughter. Community and companionship. And deep, sweet internal discovery.
Rally is basically the thing I am always asking for which is community and seclusion at the same time.
I got all kinds of things done that I didn’t even know I wanted to play with.
And I didn’t do other things, but that turned out to be really, really fortunate.
Oh and we visited the new Playground and sang to it!
Amazing Shiva Nata.
And wonderful shivanautical epiphanies that are still blowing my mind.
I realized so many hugely important things this week.
Big shifting.
And it was hilarious at the same time. We did things to our brains that should not be attempted at home. Also we were zombies.
Related: have you seen Simone’s absolutely spot-on illustration of your brain on Shiva Nata? Because you should.
Pub night.
Very fun!
Chop!
I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about chopping off more than half of my hair, but I am DELIGHTED about it.
It is exactly right.
Best meeting ever.
I council-ed with someone about my business after not having connected in four years.
It was beautiful, and we hit the ground running.
As if we had both gone through the same (massive) amount of personal transformation and arrived at exactly the same spot.
I feel great about this.
All over the map.
When I asked my friend what he’d been up to for the past four years, I instantly wanted to take back the question.
It’s that kind of awkward facebook-ey question that I actually can’t stand being asked. “So yeah… what have you been doing for the past eighteen years?”
And he said, “Well, I’ve been all over the map.”
BEST answer ever.
I am going to use that for everything now. I’ve been all over the map! The map that I invented!
I love a good answer that says everything without having to actually say anything. It’s a buffer and a silent retreat at the same time.
Playing live at the meme beach house — it’s the Fake Band of the Week!
Background? Ez and I make up bands. Stu (retired Bolshevik-fearing voice-to-text software) once translated “people will hate me and be jealous” to “they’ll hang out at my Meme Beach House“. It’s just one guy.
This week’s band:
The Pythagorean Theorem Is Only One Very Boring Way To Measure Distance.
You’d think that would make a better album title than a band name, but that’s what they call themselves. It’s weird.
But they’re worth listening to. Though, of course, it’s really just one guy.
Hallo Hallo! I am saying Hallo Hallo. Announcement time.
Picture me wearing that crazy hat…
- Rally is AMAZING and it changes everything in your life. There are two spots left for March. And we’re only doing four next year. Come to a Rally!
- Ever since we’ve been requiring the Art of Embarking for Rally, it seems like we get an even higher (I know, how is that even possible?!) caliber of people at Rally. But it’s because they’re doing so much conscious entry before they arrive. It works. Big stuff.
- Same goes for the monster manual & coloring book. You can tell who’s speedy at monster-negotiating. It’s generally the people who have practice and skill, and they have practice and skill because they use the manual. I recommend! 🙂
That’s it for me …
Join my Friday ritual in the comments if you feel like it. Or call silent retreat!
We let people have their own experience. We’re supportive and welcoming. And we don’t give advice (unless people specifically ask for it).
Wishing you a glorrrrrrrrrrrrious day, a restful weekend and a happy week to come.
Shabbat shalom.
p.s. It’s fine if it’s not Friday anymore. There’s complete chicken amnesty — join in whenever (or not) and it’s no big deal.
Very Personal Ads #136: chop!
Personal ads. They’re … personal! Very.
Each week I write these VPAs to practice asking for what I want. And to get clarity on what that really is, even when asking feels conflicted.
I always get useful information about my relationship with various aspects of the ask. Join in if you like!
Well, my big VPA for this week was going to be about chopping my hair off, but then I did that over the weekend.
Let’s see. Hello, wanting what I want. Hello, week.
Thing 1: More yoga during Rally.
Here’s what I want:
Tonight is Erev Rally and we are welcoming in Rally (Rally!), and this is wonderful because Rally is my favorite thing in the world.
Rally #17!
You know what? It used to be that during Rally I’d get way more yoga than in a normal week because we do old Turkish lady stretching all the time and then I usually do an hour of asana in the afternoon.
But lately (thanks to past Very Personal Ads), I’ve been back to having much more yoga in my life, and now I’m finding myself wanting to make sure there will be enough time for physical practice.
Ways this could work:
Candlelight yoga on Toozday night after the Evening Chicken at Rally — people can join in or not, as they like.
Maybe I’ll get in a practice during my entry rituals this afternoon….
I don’t know where else I can make an opening.
But maybe just more consciously Filling Out Forms (my secret agent code for doing a posture here and there, literally filling out the form.)
And of course, asking the Director what she knows about this.
I’ll play with…
The intention to create opening.
In whatever ways show up.
Thing 2: Support with grant proposals.
Here’s what I want:
Last week I held an Enthusiastic at the Playground to talk about the gigantic new and expanded Playground that we’re opening in April.
We’ll be doing lots of fun community projects there, and Cynthia suggested that we apply for some local business/community-development grants.
I know NOTHING about this!
So I need someone who could give us an idea of what we could be applying for. My partner-in-crime said she’d take a stab at writing a proposal if she could look at a sample proposal or get advice from someone who does this regularly.
Ways this could work:
Maybe someone here? Maybe someone coming to a Rally?
Maybe there’s a perfect simple solution that’s waiting to show up and I don’t even know what it looks like.
I’ll play with…
I’m throwing the entire concept into the pot for now, and asking for the right person/situation to make themselves known.
Thing 3: changes to Pirate Queen headquarters.
Here’s what I want:
Whenever the magical nymphs come to clean the Playground (they borrow costumes from our Costumery — it’s awesome!), I look regretfully at my quarters and wish they weren’t such a mess.
I’ve made wishes about SPACE and wishes about CONGRUENCE.
Here’s what I want:
This space is for the Directory and needs to be worthy of the Director. I don’t know how that can happen but I do know that the next time the space is about to be cleaned, I don’t want to be ruefully shaking my head again.
So I guess my ask is about the internal investigation: what needs to change in my relationship with this space?
Ways this could work:
Well, Shiva Nata, of course. That’s probably the fastest way to make stuff happen.
Also stone skippings and writing an OOD.
I’ll play with…
Spending time in that room and finding out what it wants to be.
Thing 4: {SILENT RETREAT!}
Here’s what I want:
I’m calling silent retreat on this one, but it has to do with possibility, spaciousness, flow, receptivity, grace.
Ways this could work:
I don’t know yet but I will find out during Rally!
I’ll play with…
Investigating my relationship with the qualities and finding out what I’m done with.
Progress report on past Very Personal Ads.
Just to update you on what’s happened since last time.
I wanted help coordinating the giant project of cleaning and painting the new Playground space, and we’re making progress on that. Though I still need TONS of help.
Then I wanted progress on the B&B&B, and something is cooking. Wishing!
I wanted to talk about context, and that happened.
Answers needed to be written, and they got half-written, which is progress. I hadn’t realized how much stuff I had around this, so that was interesting.
My wish for easy speediness happened! My roller derby wish half-happened.
But mainly I got to have a week where I felt capable, and that’s what most of these asks were about, under the surface. So that’s where I’m playing, under the surface.
Play-filled comment zen. Here’s what I’d love today.
- Wanted: Your own personal ads, small or large. Updates on past ones if you like.
- You can also do these on your own or in your head. You can always call silent retreat!
- Leave your gwishes! Throw things in the pot!
- Things we try to keep away from: the word “manifest”, telling people how they should be asking for things, unsolicited advice.
- VPA amnesty applies, of course. Leave yours any time between now and next Sunday (or whenever, really) — it’s all fine by us!
xox
Friday Chicken #185: You know what’s fun to say? Caboose!
In which I cover the good stuff and the hard stuff in my week, trying for the non-preachy, non-annoying side of ritual and self-reflection.
And you get to join in if you feel like it.
The hard stuff
Accidental Zombie Day.
The day when my brain stopped functioning, and everything was fog.
Overbooking myself.
Again!
Still in pain about something from then.
Well, about something from last week that is reminding me of then.
Now is not then. Now is not then. Now is not then.
Friday.
Huge fight with someone I love.
We worked it out. Quickly, even.
But so horrible while it was happening.
Expectations.
Mine. Other people’s.
Bleargh.
Feeling frustrated.
There’s a pattern I’m working with, and it’s taking a lot of time.
Also something looked like a blinking red light and turned out not to be, and that was disorienting.
Avoiding my local.
Usually Twitter is my local pub, and my favorite place to pop by for silliness and happy chatter.
This week I just couldn’t be there.
Which might be a good thing, but I was sad about it.
Goodbye, Ruth.
I just received news that one of our people, Ruth Brand Lederer, passed away peacefully this week at her home in Zurich.
Some of you might know her from the comments section.
Anyway, she was a lovely person. Hug a furry animal for her!
And may her memory be for a blessing.
The good stuff
Direction from the Director…
The Director tells me all sorts of useful things. But lately she’s been guiding everything.
Over the weekend she suggested that I head to a certain store. Which street to take. And exactly when to leave the house.
Also which corner to turn.
Turning that corner at that exact moment resulted in a marvelous and hugely unexpected gift for the new Playground.
And then when I got to the store, they were having a giant one-day sale. Furnishings for the new Playground!
Then Danielle was able to come with the car and help. The First Mate got a recommendation for something he needed. We met someone we needed to meet.
All from listening to the director. It’s been amazing.
And the whole week has been like that. She tells me and I listen.
Progress progress progress.
Meeting even more of the Playground neighbors and really liking them.
Picking out paint colors. Buying the paint.
Systems. Structures. Resources. Allies. A plan for the new stage. A lighting scheme. Ideas!
It’s all coming together.
Oh, and there are now seven different people who want to rent out our new treatment room.
I can’t even tell you how overjoyed I am about this.
An incredibly useful meeting with Cairene.
We figured out all sorts of important systems things.
Plus I have learned a thing (the hard way) and am finally finally finally not doing the thing that always backfires.
Living the way I want to live.
These past two weeks have been closer to the life that I imagine than anything else.
Walking each morning. Glow-sitting (shhh, meditating!) each morning. Dance. Mini-marathon-trainings all day (shhh, it’s really resting!). Yoga every evening.
And then having three ridiculously productive and creative hours packed in the middle.
So I’m getting more done, but spending way less time doing it. Playing, not working. Having more fun. And I’m humming my happy hum.
THIS is the thing I’ve been working towards for the past seven years, and for it to be actually happening feels amazing. I never would have been able to do this if it weren’t for Rally (Rally!).
Because that’s where I’ve learned about how to make time magic. And how to follow the rabbitholes and be willing to be surprised. I’m now living Rally. And it’s the most incredible thing that has ever happened to me.
Twelve.
Twelve years without sugar.
Sleep is mostly back on track, and I am extraordinarily happy about this.
Yay!
I only had one rough night this week. It feels like everything is easing back to normal.
Enthusiastic & Play Day at the Playground.
On Toozday we had an all-day play day at the Playground Caboose, which is what we’re calling the original Playground.
First we ran an Enthusiastic and I told everyone my plans and they were enthused! And we said YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY. And we sang pirate-ey songs.
Then we visited the new space and I gave everyone a tour.
And then we had lunch and played all afternoon.
It was amazing.
Bout night!
This Saturday night.
My Guns N Rollers are going to kill it.
I’ll be doing the shivanautical warm up. And maybe some of you will be there too?
Playing live at the meme beach house — it’s the Fake Band of the Week!
Background? Ez and I make up bands. Stu (retired Bolshevik-fearing voice-to-text software) once translated “people will hate me and be jealous” to “they’ll hang out at my Meme Beach House“. It’s just one guy.
This week’s band is a fun one.
Good Day For Frogs
I’m going to invite them to play a show at the new Playground. Because ohmygod you guys the new Playground is big enough that we can have shows there!
Though, of course, it’s really just one guy.
A request for the new Playground!
We’re looking for pieces of cloth in shades of blues, greens and purples.
Ideally about a square foot in size. Or a foot in length and then half that in width? But whatever, bigger, smaller, whatever you have. Cutting up old t-shirts could work too.
It’s for a craft-ey project that will turn into a ceiling treatment for one of the rooms in the new space. If you have blues, greens and purples to contribute, we will be happy for them.
Our mailing address is:
The Fluent Self, Inc
1526 NE Alberta #218
Portland, OR 97211
And if you’re in Portland, we’ll be having a bunch of community painting party weekends that we’ll be having in March. So if you want to come paint and dance, or help out in other ways, that would be the best. Thank you!
Hallo Hallo! I am saying Hallo Hallo. Announcement time.
Picture me wearing that crazy hat…
- Two spots left for the March Rally (Rally!). April is sold out. I believe there is one spot for May.
- I want to highly recommend the Monster Manual & Coloring Book for working through stucknesses. A bunch of people reminded me this week of how much it has helped them. It helps me too. I use this material all the time.
That’s it for me …
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We let people have their own experience. We’re supportive and welcoming. And we don’t give advice (unless people specifically ask for it).
Wishing you a glorrrrrrrrrrrrious day, a restful weekend and a happy week to come.
Shabbat shalom.
p.s. It’s fine if it’s not Friday anymore. There’s complete chicken amnesty — join in whenever (or not) and it’s no big deal.