This is the first ever meme on this blog. It was inspired by a message board conversation which started out about what we would do if we had ten lives and morphed into the lives we have had, right in this lifetime. As humans, we tend to seperate different roles we’ve played or different places… Continue reading Ten Lives: a meme
Category: Ecofeminist Musings
re-thinking it all every day
I have been and still am a seeker, but I have ceased to question stars and books; I have begun to listen to the teachings my blood whispers to me. – Herman Hesse I’m wandering. I’m aimless. I don’t know what I want. But I’m supposed to – that’s how people get happy, by setting… Continue reading re-thinking it all every day
Alaskans I have loved, v.2
It was a long day and a long drive through the never-ending twilight. The road had turned to bumpy dirt fifty miles ago, and I bumped along squinting through clouds of dust that hung, half-illuminated, in the air. A gulch dipped off to the right of the road, full of green trees cut through with… Continue reading Alaskans I have loved, v.2
Lives all around you, just waiting to be chosen.
“Sit, Bro, sit! Sit! Tara, make him LISTEN!” I’ve gone from small town stripper to big city assistant nanny for a day in sixteen hours flat. “Why should he do what you say?” I ask. Jimmy kicks at the ground, and I can tell he’s thinking about just ignoring me. But he doesn’t. “Cause. He’s… Continue reading Lives all around you, just waiting to be chosen.
A day in the life…
The storm has been raging all night, a steady relentless lullaby that blocked out the sun and heat that normally wake me. I roll over and open my cell phone to check the time. Three in the afternoon and five new messages. “Bro,†I peer down at the Border Collie passed out on my feet,… Continue reading A day in the life…
Scavenging in the new millenium, or how I stalked my winter's supply of caribou.
“I had such a good time dancing for you… I hope you’ll come back soon so we can play some more?” I said, twirling my hair, heaving my breasts, and making big lips and eyes. “I’m leaving on a bear hunting trip tomorrow, I don’t know when I’ll be back.” MEAT. That snapped me out… Continue reading Scavenging in the new millenium, or how I stalked my winter's supply of caribou.
Hobos, Nomads, and Gypsies
I’ve always moved around a lot. At one point I lived in seven states in three years. Partly because I have a tendency to solve problems geographically, and partly because I just like moving. There was something about that time between leaving a place and arriving at a new place when my life just sat… Continue reading Hobos, Nomads, and Gypsies
stripping to my roots
I went to the fair with my little sister. At first it was very crowded and kind of scary and confusing. People were there to buy things, sell things, and stimulate their nervous systems on rides. I think people are so separate from themselves that they have to go on rides that give them that… Continue reading stripping to my roots
Look what I got!
It’s henna. It’s right on the spot where my back hurts from my SI joint, and I got to thinking. This SI joint fucked-ness is caused by walking around in eight inch heels, hyper-arching my back at work, and doing all those sexy arching floorwork moves. The henna tatt is right on that sexy spot… Continue reading Look what I got!
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River.