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Making things. Going to things. Just do the things.
performed at an art show today in a community run garden with a load of art witches and it was lovely and was just like…people doing things? Like all it takes is people to have the drive to come together and make things and do things and something beautiful happens. Here’s my poem written on a wall in the garden under which my artist friend Ruby is painting a self portrait.
performed at an art show today in a community run garden with a load of art witches and it was lovely and was just like…people doing things? Like all it takes is people to have the drive to come together and make things and do things and something beautiful happens. Here’s my poem written on a wall in the garden under which my artist friend Ruby is painting a self portrait.
Jun 1, 2024
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🌳a hundred peaches set out to ripen on the workbench in the garage; stepping out on a june morning to graze on blueberries and raspberries; fresh caprese every night in august the year my dad planted 20 tomato shoots in march; being sent out to pick basil and chives and rosemary for dinner; bean stalks climbing up the side of the house; the cat laying in a sunny spot by the rose bushes
no vices, cooking 3 times a day, endless cleaning of the kitchen, idle talk with the neighbors, mending clothes, midday naps with the dog, the climate of the Willamette valley in the summer (the best in the world). my parents who are kind and giving and a normal amount of overbearing and excessively religious. unfortunately i cannot let myself move back because i find myself slipping into inaction- the blanket of childhood weighs down on my entire body- i know i will not make anything of myself if i don’t have responsibility for my life
no vices, cooking 3 times a day, endless cleaning of the kitchen, idle talk with the neighbors, mending clothes, midday naps with the dog, the climate of the Willamette valley in the summer (the best in the world). my parents who are kind and giving and a normal amount of overbearing and excessively religious. unfortunately i cannot let myself move back because i find myself slipping into inaction- the blanket of childhood weighs down on my entire body- i know i will not make anything of myself if i don’t have responsibility for my life
Jul 4, 2025
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🌱This is probably going to be part of a larger suite of small actions that I try to do intentionally: to reclaim equilibrium.
I've been thinking about the U.S.A. presidential election and considering the question "Now what for me?"
(There are some thoughtful posts and replies on this theme out there, like this one from royallmonarch and this ask from llq and many others that are worthy of your attention.)
(And, realistically, while some readers of this post are grieving and terrified, others may be relieved and hopeful, while many are simply disconnected or apathetic. This rec is politically agnostic.)
But to the question of "What now for me?" or "How then shall we live?" I find myself drawn toward small acts that both serve others in my immediate spheres of influence and put a gentle exclamation mark on the person that I want to be.
Regardless of if you are mourning or dancing today, you still have great power in the world around you.
My challenge to me, at least for a little while, is to stop watching the horrors on the horizon and see the opportunities in my path. A good word to someone feeling discouraged. A meal purchased for the hungry. An unexpected act of service. Apologizing when I don't have to or forgiving when I'm justified in not. Letting someone take my spot in line. A quiet revolution of uncelebrated kindness. Listening to truly understand.
I've been thinking about the U.S.A. presidential election and considering the question "Now what for me?"
(There are some thoughtful posts and replies on this theme out there, like this one from royallmonarch and this ask from llq and many others that are worthy of your attention.)
(And, realistically, while some readers of this post are grieving and terrified, others may be relieved and hopeful, while many are simply disconnected or apathetic. This rec is politically agnostic.)
But to the question of "What now for me?" or "How then shall we live?" I find myself drawn toward small acts that both serve others in my immediate spheres of influence and put a gentle exclamation mark on the person that I want to be.
Regardless of if you are mourning or dancing today, you still have great power in the world around you.
My challenge to me, at least for a little while, is to stop watching the horrors on the horizon and see the opportunities in my path. A good word to someone feeling discouraged. A meal purchased for the hungry. An unexpected act of service. Apologizing when I don't have to or forgiving when I'm justified in not. Letting someone take my spot in line. A quiet revolution of uncelebrated kindness. Listening to truly understand.
Nov 6, 2024
