musings on slowness

On a personal level, my nickname in high school was “slow-mo”. It was given and used with endearment and love – I was not amused. However I could not shake the truth of the thing – I at my essence, at my core, am slow. I have always carried within me a deep well of…

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I do not dream of labour.

I do not dream of labour.   You have likely heard this trope before. Right after the phrase “find what you love to do, then do that for work and you’ll never work a day of your life”. Or something like that.   This was clearly written by someone working some corporate job they hate,…

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i miss home

I miss my home. the one I built little by little over time. I had no idea what I was doing. who buys furniture for the first time in their thirties? I guess I do.   I miss my home. the one I never felt built for or understood in but it was familiar. with…

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Relationship Epiphany

Relationship Epiphany.   I want to be with one who knows how to be with a Wild Bird. One who can sit with Wildness Not needing to tame it. Not needing to power over. Or take by trickery Or coercion.   I want One who knows deep embodied reverence for the Wild spirit of life…

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