i resonate to rituals and tokens. When i knew i’d be attempting the mud ninja next year and watching my tribe participate in it this year, i went online and was gobsmacked by the craziness and daunting challenges my friends would face. i was more than a little frightened by what i would face next … Continue reading
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mud… get way down deep
Two years ago, i could not walk. All i wanted then was to walk… well, and to not be wracked with pain. There was great pain. There still is pain. This morning, i hopped into gmail and looked at what i was emailing about two years ago. i was called “kame bat” then because Master … Continue reading
i felt a change a-comin’
Life sure is funny. Not “ha ha” funny… more peculiar like… odd. my life is changing so much in so many ways and most of them are good. Still, i have that odd feeling that comes when you’ve been roller-skating for hours and you slip off the wheels in favor of sneakers. Whoa Discombobulating, eh? … Continue reading
anymore anyless
i am in a fairly odd mood. i am freakishly busy with life and work and attempting to get the spawn settled after our plans went south (with the kia’s car-fail). Still, i’m not depressed or frantic. i almost feel as if i should be more worried about things. So much of it is absolutely … Continue reading
everyone deserves a chance to fly
i put together the above image and the thought tonight after a day that was a bit of an emotional rollercoaster. The day wore a weariness born of sleep deprivation (just a smidgen) and hard choices. i visited my therapist, made some decisions, and then off to work i went. The day was full, but … Continue reading
i am potential incarnate
At heart, i am a researcher. We like to triangulate. We ferret out details, we collect data, and we like to confirm findings… oh… confirm, confirm, challenge again, confirm. It’s the scientific process. It exists for a reason; it allows humans to suspend affective responses and to see reality… to understand the world empirically. It … Continue reading
where everybody knows your name
i passed a very nice Christmas. It was the first Christmas in recent memory that had no tether to my father (he called but i didn’t pick up or check voicemail). i replied to a text from my brother. i didn’t call my aunt. i made a purposeful decision to speak to… to touch… the … Continue reading
gathering moss… a stone stops
i’ve been largely absent from this blog – not because i have nothing to say but because i’ve no desire to say it all here. It is enough, right now, for me to experience things and reflect on them. Still, i miss the process of putting my thoughts down on paper screen, seeing them in … Continue reading