Tag: surrender

sunyata: surrender, release, and engagement

I had other plans for what I wanted to write this today- well, last week, or at all, really. That’s how things go, sometimes. In the last few months, two members of my knitting/ disabled community have died, and rather suddenly, too, at that. It’s strange, how those two communities cross over, I suppose, but that’s not what I wanted to…

in which there is anxiety and impatience and neither matter

There is so so so much going on right now, folks. Things went from, Hey, check that out, I could do about anything right now, what do I want to do? to I think I might want to do these things, to I have conflicted feelings, to WHELP, I GUESS WE ARE DOING A THING NOW, in very quick order.…

in which Rhinebeck is magic, but we already knew that

Rhinebeck was the weekend before last, and it was glorious, folks. Sam and I went as civilians this year, our first time ever; we’d only gone as vendors before, which means we’d never really properly seen the show. We rented a house with our friends at Cooperative Press (with bonus Stefanie!) again- sort of a Rhinebeck tradition at this point,…

on Gilenya and giving it my Girl Scout best

So this week I’m doing this mental thing where I’m sitting on the edge of my invisible seat, you guys. Let me back up. I’m working with the folks from Novartis, the suppliers for the pill I’m hoping to transition over to, in order to try and set up my initial dose. The pill is called Gilenya, and it is…

on the surrender of symbols

I’m coming around. This has been hard. Harder on me than I’d expected, honestly. I expected to bounce back relatively quickly: I enjoy hotels, and after all the travel I’ve done I’m very comfortable in them. I’ve also been homeless (although not in many, many years), and I’ve traveled a great deal, so I’ve learned not to get too connected…