The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.
Consider this: You can see less than 1% of the electromagnetic spectrum and hear less than 1% of the acoustic spectrum. As you read this, you are traveling at 220 km/sec across the galaxy. 90% of the cells in your body carry their own microbial DNA and are not “you.” The atoms in your body are 99.9999999999999999% empty space and none of them are the ones you were born with, but they all originated in the belly of a star. Human beings have 46 chromosomes, 2 less than the common potato. The existence of the rainbow depends on the conical photo-receptors in your eyes; to animals without cones, the rainbow does not exist. So you don’t just look at a rainbow, you create it.
(Source: dig-my-earth)
{i skipped movement therapy, choosing rest, and stayed in bed until 1pm. i did not judge or hate myself for doing so. i allowed myself to slip in and out of dreams, sinking into the knots of my subconscious. i made weak coffee and allowed myself to dump it down the sink. i made another cup. it was strong and thick as mud. (this is what luxury feels like to me.) i meditated at my full moon solar eclipse altar and cried with gratitude and reassurance. i have never felt more like myself and it is terrifying and exhilarating. (i misspelled that word four times and just kept trying to switch the vowels until the red line disappeared. but every version was still correct to me, just a different version of that feeling. sometimes it has another i, sometimes an a.) i return to los angeles tomorrow, just for a visit, and i am preparing myself for the inevitable onslaught of questions. “why did you leave?” “what have you been doing this last year?” how can i show you my heart? how can i look in your eyes and translate this journey? i am a river and i’m exactly where i need to be at this moment.
Created a garbage portal altar on an abandoned building with the amazing Not (A) Chill Girl 💫
You develop an instant global consciousness, a people orientation, an intense dissatisfaction with the state of the world, and a compulsion to do something about it. From out there on the moon, international politics look so petty. You want to grab a politician by the scruff of the neck and drag him a quarter of a million miles out and say, “Look at that, you son of a bitch.”
THE AUDRE LORDE QUESTIONNAIRE TO ONESELF
1. What are the words you do not have yet? [Or, “for what do you not have words, yet?”]
2. What do you need to say? [List as many things as necessary]
3. What are the tyrannies you swallow day by day and attempt to make your own, until you will sicken and die of them, still in silence? [List as many as necessary today. Then write a new list tomorrow. And the day after. ]
4. If we have been socialized to respect fear more than our own need for language, ask yourself: “What’s the worst that could happen to me if I tell this truth?” [So, answer this today. And everyday.]
