by Liz Rosenberg ( Read more... )

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The Jewel

There is this cave
In the air behind my body
That nobody is going to touch:
A cloister, a silence
Closing around a blossom of fire.
When I stand upright in the wind,
My bones turn to dark emeralds.

James Wright

I haven't really fallen off the face of the earth - I've just been busy and transitioning and I don't have an internet connection available yet in...my new apartment! I am back in Madison - rather, Oregon, just to the south, working at my beloved Firefly Coffeehouse, soaking up caffeinne and adoration on a daily basis. It feels good to work hard ( Read more... )

I went on a bike ride and got my ass kicked by the wind. Now I'm a panting hulk of sweat...

RAR!

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I'm living in Decorah for a week and assisting Kristen Underwood on an Upstart Crow Theatreworks summer class: Mask-Making and Improvisation. We have five beautiful, creative students: Simon, TJ, Kasi, Oren, and Madison ( Read more... )

Thank you, my friends, for your sympathy and encouragement - things may be rough for awhile in one sense, but how can I resign myself to dejected resignation with such beautiful people in my life to hold me up? I raise my glass to all of you - and note, it's still half-full:)

"We will be looking at possible assignments for you after the first of the year, in early 2006."

I think I've set a record today for Greatest Number of Spoons Used in 12 Hour Period.

Why? Because I'm stronger than that ( Read more... )