Thirteenth Day Immunity

Holy crap. I’m shocked to realize I’ve been gone for 12 days. Geez, 12 days. This morning I tried to remember how long it had been since I published anything. I thought maybe a week; six days, perhaps. I logged on to check. It’s been 12 days. Wow. As the British say, I’m dashed. Flummoxed….

Battle Of The Brain, Fought On The Ground

No one asks about my weekend anymore. They’ve all stopped asking if I have plans for the weekend. They know I do but they’ve stopped asking what those plans might be. They already know what the plans will be. From April to October the answer is always the same. And it irritates them. The answer…

The Nanette Phenomenon

Okay, we need to talk about Nanette. No, maybe we don’t. Maybe I just need to talk about it. A little. I’ve watched it twice. The first time I was stunned silent. Awestruck, really. I watched it Saturday; took all of Sunday to process it, including lost sleep time Sunday night. Then on Monday morning…

So Proudly We Hailed

The Book of Mercy (day planner) said “Try to write something” today.  I am trying. Sometimes all the original content we’ve got available to us is our secrets. I’m processing so hard. So hard. You wouldn’t believe my dreams. Feeling it all is dangerous, which is why mental and emotional health is so critical. Feeling…

Until I’m Not

I’ve been hanging on to my frags this week but not writing about them. Because I’m sad. I am sad. For several days in a row now. Doesn’t matter why; sadness is part of life. It is unavoidable. Everyone feels sad. Even happy people. So, what to do about it? Nothing. There is nothing to…

Making It Up To Me

May is the month I make the switch from evening runs to early morning runs. Mercyburg bakes, steams, and fries all my tender tissues from June to October. Running in the morning is my primary method of management. Last week I made my only self-portraits attempts immediately after my morning runs, while my light-up armbands…

Hot Button Hustle

This Is Not A Selfie (TINAS). This is not a selfie but it is part of my wellness practice. The fancy light leaks come from randomizing a retro camera app. In random mode the app mixes together elements like old film (grainy or damaged), crappy equipment (think 1970s plastic-matics), dirt, scratched lenses, etc. You never…

None Of The Guys

A neighbor invited The Chef and I to run with him yesterday. An easy 5k around the neighborhood. We’ve never run together before, the three of us. It was warm enough to wear shorts and sweat. We kept a conversational pace; only checked watches for distance measurements rather than time. The neighbor is working toward…

Offerings To The Iron Chicken

We got a dusting of snow yesterday. A light shellacking of ice. Windchills are in the teens today. You know what this calls for? Pajama bottoms and penance. When I was a kid my father was always storming our elementary schools with his Bible. In fundamentalist lingo the Christian Bible is often called a sword,…

Pay Day Ritual

My boss walked into my office on Friday afternoon and handed me my paycheck. “Thank you for all you do,” he said. My Word of the Year is Listen. My mantra is I am listening. I was listening. He didn’t just thank me. The sentence he spoke was also a directive, with Thank as a…

My First Releasing Ceremony

A funny thing happened on my way to the new year. Not funny ha-ha; funny dammit. For the past several weeks I keep dreaming about pulling foreign objects out of my body. No pain, no trauma, no horror, just matter-of-factly removing whole objects from parts of my body where they couldn’t possibly be stored. Like…

Home Fires

I tried to burn a Yule log this year on the solstice, closer to the traditional method in which it was not a piece of a log but the whole tree. This was the old school method. An entire tree was cut and fed into the fire by an appointee who stayed awake for the…