Let me be.
No plan. No man, no phone. No home.
No sleep. Crushing fog, searing colour.
Stasis and evolution at the present time.
Demands of strength and pragmatics.
On the inside screaming to be let out.
Laughing to the sky where everyone sees but no one knows.
Build me up and let me come undone.
Holding the filaments of the day in my mind and palms.
I am overcome.
Here is an article by Crippled Scholar which I really enjoyed… read more.
Language is important, history is important, and disabled is a part of my identity that I value and advocate for. No one is invincible. Nobody is perfect. We are all human and we shouldn’t be avoiding the conversation. It’s not a choice between euphemisms and insults, it’s about clear, honest, thoughtful communication.
And just FYI, ‘special’ makes my stomach and eyeballs roll.
I unknowingly bought my first pair of jeggings a few weeks ago. I needed a new pair of black pants, and that’s what I got. I’m not crazy about naming/labeling/categorizing everything in the bloody universe, so if you want more detail on any of my textiles, it’s best you just come see me 🙂 My approach to this is similar to other people’s approach to dogs, asking, as everyone in my family is want to do on pretty much a weekly basis, “I met a nice dog the other day! He was about this big, long black fur and had one white paw… Do you know what kind of dog that is?” Without more details, it’s an entertaining lucky guess or series of guesses.
So, I bought the pants after trying them on and feeling like I’d joined the Sisterhood. And, whereas for many (myself included), the difficulty mostly lies in getting pants on, it turns out these are harder to get off. They’re stretchy, just not at the hem that encircles your ankle, which is a problem if, like me, your ability to ‘point’ your toes is mostly non-existent, your balance is pretty awful and you lower limb flexibility is hilariously compromised, despite everything.
As I told Mom later, “It’s been ironically helpful. I have to make myself extraordinarily calm and focused and zen, or else these pants do not come off!” There’s a 5 minute mindfulness/mediation session included with every episode of pant removal as I work to relax those muscles and reward myself with a less thought out jump into pajamas at the end of the day.
Good night, friends 🙂
I’ve noticed boats have recently overtaken my life… I don’t think this is a bad thing, really.
- My sister said she ‘fell off the boat’ and I collapsed into giggles
- My father and I were in a boat and it was fantastic
- I was recently boat-hopping between BC Ferries and the SeaBus
- Work transitions have been compared to rocky boats and seeking safe harbour
- My team members have been separated into different lifeboats, and have been castaway to small islands as the ship weathers the storm a few kilometers off-shore
- My network/communication often slips past ‘like ships in the night’
- Shared experience says we are ‘in the same boat’
That’s about it!
via Daily Prompt: Glorious
To be able to filter out the noise and focus on what speaks to you, that is the best feeling. Glorious to me is a feeling, more than a word or definition. And right now I can’t stop smiling.
Good night, friends!
via Daily Prompt: Sting
A random bit of word play to depart from the obvious go-to of bee-stings and hobbit swords 🙂
via Daily Prompt: Flavorful
It was a really great 2 days. Mom and I went exploring in New West, and had lunch on a superb patio steps away from the Fraser when the sun was shining and the flavor was mouthwatering.
I will be back! 🙂
via Daily Prompt: Penchant
Looking back, I find it rather comical what I remember as being considered the most important to the adults in my life.
Faster, faster, faster. Nothing could be done fast enough. That review of Dragon in a Wagon, the paper on Confederation, survival skill training, finding a lab partner or someone to talk to during French conversation.
Printing, my ‘a’s apparently looked like ‘u’s — I imagine they still do, there’s just nobody left to breathe down my neck in pursuit of perfection. And may I just add that my printing and spelling has always been and remains exceptionally legible and up to snuff? They say don’t sweat the small stuff, and this stuff was pretty small and my teachers were definitely sweating!
And eye contact, wow! I was bugged about that constantly. I wonder if they ever considered the people I
had have the hardest time looking at, have the hardest eyes, like how a dog glares just before they’ve decided there’s no choice but to attack. I understand that eye contact isn’t everything for everyone in every culture but for people and cultures where it is important, you could try making your eye-balls a little more approachable!
So among other things, I’ve a penchant for taking things at my own speed, devil take those who want to hurry the process, for printing rebel ‘a’s and offering soft eyes and no judgement if you’d prefer not to look eye to eye 🙂
via Daily Prompt: Disobey
One of the best things about being on my own is that I get to make, break and follow my own rules. Like, occasionally staying up into the small hours or having icecream for dinner. I am also privileged in that for the most part I get to make my own hours for work. So sometimes it’s 9-5 and sometimes not!
Life is good,
via Daily Prompt: Sympathy
Honestly, this just made me think of Up and Dug the dog, and ‘the cone of shame.’ This video of Dug in Real Life might brighten your day, it did mine! 😀