calm (updated)

yoga toes, before the storm

[post updated 23 april 2020]

I’ve started doing yoga in the morning, right after waking up, and in the evening, right before bed. It’s early to tell if it’s useful, but there have been some benefits. Mostly, I feel taller. This is crucial to someone who is a mere 5’2″. But I’ve noticed an improvement in my posture, deeper breathing, and a greater desire to take pictures of my toes after the routine. I’ve also, in the mornings, been setting my intention for the day. How this happens for me is I let my mind go blank and allow the first word that comes to mind be the intention. The other day, it was “gratitude,” so I made sure to be particularly thankful in every interaction.

the day of the valentine

from 13 February 2017 (applicable to 2020):

the final death of dr. k’taden legume

27 November 2018

IT WAS ALL HIS IDEA!

[note: most of this will only make sense if you were or are a member of the Church of the SubGenius]

[second note: this is a long post, so pop a squat and settle in]

a constant state of becoming

4 November 2019

from instagram:

39

21 October 2019

Today I am 39.

a trembling distant voice, unclear

10 November 2019

Last night I had one of the most profound experiences of my life.

[HEALTH] Trump Appoints Anti-Contraception, Anti-Abortion Activist to Government’s Largest Family-Planning Program

This article originally appeared at Vita di Donna on 23 May 2017 and can be read here (in Italian). Associazione Vita di Donna Onlus is a non-profit organization based out of Rome, Italy, that aims to protect women’s health and reproductive rights, headed up by Dr. Elisabetta Canitano.

Going Viral

This is the true story of one person with a relatively low profile on Twitter and what happened when one of their tweets went viral. That one person is me.

Carrie Fisher (1956-2016)

I’m sitting here, at the end of a long work day (I did not take a break, except a brief retreat to the restroom, mostly just to get away from my desk but not interact with others), and I am numb. Earlier, the news broke across social media that Carrie Fisher had died. When I saw the words of the headline, I drew a sharp breath and fought the harsh sting of immediate tears, a battle I would continue to wage for the rest of the day. Burying myself in a heavy workload after a long weekend, I tried to distract myself from the creeping feeling of despair, but I kept turning back to the constant stream of posts and tweets. Some genuine, some absurd, some cringe-worthy. Every one would bring the tears again, and I would have to look away.

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