I finally got around to watching Road to Edmond. It was the most @trippfuller movie I could imagine. I’m only disappointed that you didn’t find a way to put John Cobb’s name in there somewhere. You could’ve at least given him a street name or something.
I need a “Listen to Bayo Akomolafe” sticker for my car. I’m sure that would embarrass @BayoAkomolafe, but it’s his own damn fault.
This morning while pouring coffee I was reminded of a time when I was 6 or 7, walking to a park in The Ravenseood neighborhood of Chicago, and saw a man sleeping under a bench. On our walk back we realized he was dead. First responders were rolling him over. He was rigid.
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Most early Saturday mornings are a struggle between spending time on my own writing, or baking something for my family to enjoy when they wake up. I refuse to attempt to do both at the same time. It feels dishonoring to both Muses to multitask.
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I listened to an interview with @BayoAkomolafe where he mentioned the phrase trans-parenting in the context of parenting across the adult/child dichotomy. I feel that deeply. There’s so much that I am being taught by my daughters. There are moment when they raise me.
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Another this @BayoAkomolafe mentioned was the biological concept of fetal micro-chimerism and how in this way any subsequent children that share a womb are also shaped by the children that came before them. What a beautiful image (beyond metaphor) of multi-mothering.
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“Art is a risky venture into the indetermante wilds” -@BayoAkomolafe
“The sacred is not an addition. We are not approaching the sacred. The approach is the sacred. We live in a world that is always becoming, always flowing.” -@BayoAkomolafe
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“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” -Anaïs Nin
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I finished my MA last May, but couldn’t bring myself to read my thesis after I turned it in. It was a too fresh and tender part of myself. I knew I needed space to let my critical mind relax. This morning was the first time I’ve read it since April.
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I’m really proud of the work I did on that paper. Reading it, I had somatic memories flood me with were I wrote and how I processed the info. I wrote it while working 1.5 jobs, raising 2 daughters, and cooking family dinner nearly every night. It was exhausting.
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Because I cannot hope to turn again, consequently I rejoice, having to construct something upon which to rejoice
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Not ignorance, but ignorance of ignorance, is the death of knowledge. Also #fortnite
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For those of you who didn’t live through the invasion of Iraq, here is what is about to happen:
1. There will be a MASSIVE propaganda push (by Republicans) to frame this act of war as a moral necessity and to act like anyone who opposes it is working for “the enemy.”
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The global division of humanity is pretty straightforward: those who live in zones of suffering and war are separated by those who live with delusions of peace and who also deny their country’s hand in immiserating the rest of the world.
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I keep turning to poetry, to the desert, to each other.
These lines: "not. Again. Hush. God.
Please hold. Tight" e.e. cummings
I didn’t plan for it, but last year was all about grief work for me. I embraced my own grief and held space for others to grieve. I learned a lot about grief from working with plant medicines in ceremony. I expect this year to deepen my practice with grief.
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On Dec 26, 1862, the largest mass execution in US history took place under the orders of Abraham Lincoln. 38 Dakota warriors were hanged in Mankato, MN. Their people had been dispossessed by settlers and were starving. #Dakota38 +2








