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i have this tendency to want to keep track of the goodness of certain days which are past so i can conjure them up in moments when the world seems menacing.
meaning: i've had beautiful days as of late. so i'm going to put them here for safe keeping.
monday night 11pm rolled around and i switched from pajama mode to bicycling mode to arrive breathless at the christopher den. spontaneous night plans rock my moon worshiping world.
chris l and i settled in to watch the four hour epic of the extended version of apocalypse now. i'd never seen the film before, and i must say chris was the right person to watch it with - it was a very heavy movie, and chris was able to answer all of my questions regarding the historical significance of the events it portrayed (in case you haven't seen the movie [which would surprise me, since i thought i was one of the only folks living in north america who'd never seen it], it's set in vietnam during the war). i could easily write/rant about the film for hours/paragraphs, but... i don't want to. i thought it was quite good and for now i'll leave it at that.
since we didn't start actually watching the movie until about midnight, it was well past 4am by the time it was over, since we had to take an intermission to make mac & chreese. (that is not a typo - mac & chreese is a delicious vegan alternative to the regular crappy kraft kind. it's easy to make and yummy, but just an occasional treat since it's made in vermont and i've been trying my very best to eat as locally as possible. chris and i mixed it with avocado which was a stroke of tasty genius.)
when sleep finally came, i was out until chris woke me tuesday afternoon to say good-bye as he had to go to work... so i got to spend a beautiful warm safe happy afternoon with chris h. we mostly talked and cuddled and i appreciated the space we shared. it's a good connection we hold. this is a major healing time for both of us.
and then a night of unsurpassable beauty!
i headed down to the solstice cafe for a night of poetry in the raw - which was naked poetry. it was most definitely one of the very best poetry performances i have ever been to. for starters, the show was sold out and the cafe was full to the brim with so many of my favorite people. in various levels of undress. amidst the amazing wonders of poetry performances, which were all so true so raw, my darling pest performed. and oh goddess i think i fall in love with her all over again every time she unfolds a poem from herself. everyone in the audience was encouraged to get as naked as they felt comfortable with, so comrade and i stripped our shirts off, as did many other folks. a handful even got as buck naked as the performers! awesome! and it was jolene's birthday so we all sang to her. and pest and i wrapped ourselves in her big black velvet cloak and pretended to be invisible in order to make-out. so the kind of pure glowing beautiful goodness. yes yes. she's in town for a few weeks now which leaves me excited and feeling lucky.
today was of a much slower nature, but mm gently good. i met an elder womon at the bus stop today who asked me what i was reading (i had a book with me, vanity fair by william makepeace thackeray) and we got to talking about classical literature. she then asked me about the patch on my coat, and i lifted my hood so she could see the whole thing - words stating "up with trees, down with capitalism". she nodded and said "yes, that sounds about right. it took a long time for our generation to learn that. you're a smart girl. i'm sorry for the mess we've left you with," and i was so touched by this admission, by her candid approach to the whole matter. i love connecting in a meaningful way with any so-called stranger, but particularly an elder - i'm aware that my appearance can be off-putting to many and that my politics can be even more so. we chatted a bit more and i asked if i could help her on the bus and she said "no, i'm actually just waiting for a taxi. my legs, they don't allow me to bus anymore - it's a lot of work to get on and off," and then discussion wandered to aging and at some point right before saying good-bye i smiled and said i'll be there someday myself and she nodded sagely and said "yes. i hope you have a good one," and that remark was oddly touching. the experience stayed with me through today.
saw lana. had soup at solstice cafe and chatted with shayne and asha and it was grounding, grounding as always that space and those people are.
i'm getting sleepy and prepared to drift off now that i know my thoughts are safe somewhere for revisiting.
ooh! and the first meeting of the victoria anarchist reading circle was confirmed. october 4th. i'm excited.
and right now at this very very moment there is a full moon.
and now bed.
meaning: i've had beautiful days as of late. so i'm going to put them here for safe keeping.
monday night 11pm rolled around and i switched from pajama mode to bicycling mode to arrive breathless at the christopher den. spontaneous night plans rock my moon worshiping world.
chris l and i settled in to watch the four hour epic of the extended version of apocalypse now. i'd never seen the film before, and i must say chris was the right person to watch it with - it was a very heavy movie, and chris was able to answer all of my questions regarding the historical significance of the events it portrayed (in case you haven't seen the movie [which would surprise me, since i thought i was one of the only folks living in north america who'd never seen it], it's set in vietnam during the war). i could easily write/rant about the film for hours/paragraphs, but... i don't want to. i thought it was quite good and for now i'll leave it at that.
since we didn't start actually watching the movie until about midnight, it was well past 4am by the time it was over, since we had to take an intermission to make mac & chreese. (that is not a typo - mac & chreese is a delicious vegan alternative to the regular crappy kraft kind. it's easy to make and yummy, but just an occasional treat since it's made in vermont and i've been trying my very best to eat as locally as possible. chris and i mixed it with avocado which was a stroke of tasty genius.)
when sleep finally came, i was out until chris woke me tuesday afternoon to say good-bye as he had to go to work... so i got to spend a beautiful warm safe happy afternoon with chris h. we mostly talked and cuddled and i appreciated the space we shared. it's a good connection we hold. this is a major healing time for both of us.
and then a night of unsurpassable beauty!
i headed down to the solstice cafe for a night of poetry in the raw - which was naked poetry. it was most definitely one of the very best poetry performances i have ever been to. for starters, the show was sold out and the cafe was full to the brim with so many of my favorite people. in various levels of undress. amidst the amazing wonders of poetry performances, which were all so true so raw, my darling pest performed. and oh goddess i think i fall in love with her all over again every time she unfolds a poem from herself. everyone in the audience was encouraged to get as naked as they felt comfortable with, so comrade and i stripped our shirts off, as did many other folks. a handful even got as buck naked as the performers! awesome! and it was jolene's birthday so we all sang to her. and pest and i wrapped ourselves in her big black velvet cloak and pretended to be invisible in order to make-out. so the kind of pure glowing beautiful goodness. yes yes. she's in town for a few weeks now which leaves me excited and feeling lucky.
today was of a much slower nature, but mm gently good. i met an elder womon at the bus stop today who asked me what i was reading (i had a book with me, vanity fair by william makepeace thackeray) and we got to talking about classical literature. she then asked me about the patch on my coat, and i lifted my hood so she could see the whole thing - words stating "up with trees, down with capitalism". she nodded and said "yes, that sounds about right. it took a long time for our generation to learn that. you're a smart girl. i'm sorry for the mess we've left you with," and i was so touched by this admission, by her candid approach to the whole matter. i love connecting in a meaningful way with any so-called stranger, but particularly an elder - i'm aware that my appearance can be off-putting to many and that my politics can be even more so. we chatted a bit more and i asked if i could help her on the bus and she said "no, i'm actually just waiting for a taxi. my legs, they don't allow me to bus anymore - it's a lot of work to get on and off," and then discussion wandered to aging and at some point right before saying good-bye i smiled and said i'll be there someday myself and she nodded sagely and said "yes. i hope you have a good one," and that remark was oddly touching. the experience stayed with me through today.
saw lana. had soup at solstice cafe and chatted with shayne and asha and it was grounding, grounding as always that space and those people are.
i'm getting sleepy and prepared to drift off now that i know my thoughts are safe somewhere for revisiting.
ooh! and the first meeting of the victoria anarchist reading circle was confirmed. october 4th. i'm excited.
and right now at this very very moment there is a full moon.
and now bed.