Meraki Journeys

  This morning I woke up too early. My arm hurting from tiling. I thought about what a dear friend reminded me of. A story. A story of how I used to live in pain.   Remember when you would so some running, biking or gardening and you would become crippled by cramps and bleeding/spotting afterward? Yes, I do remember that. That happened to me since I was a teenager. I lived that way. That was my normal. I read that physical activity eases endometriosis. That was a complete crock of shit. Who the fuck wrote that? That was so far from my truth.  Remember when you went to the hospital to finally have endometriosis removed? I cried. Along with the other men that were there. You cried? I didn't know that.  And he is the best person in the world and I cherish him so much for being with me during that time in my life. NO other human would have worked. Only him. He is natural caregiver and I needed that desperately. God knew I did and placed us together. Even if just a s...

 Welp.  Ascending the Mountain Spotify Playlist:  https://open.spotify.com/playlist/09iy40e201g2rqYzqfJymZ?si=9gTT58vOTcGRnvAFy0iPjA Where to start, where to start... Ecstatic dance and the 1,000 suns. I did this dance, got sick again fell asleep and had a very powerful dream. I woke and the first thought was " I need to share this with my pen pal".  I met my pen pal when I was 20 and he was 21 at a party. My friend came to my house, picked me up, scolded me for wearing my shitty painting clothes since "you never know who you might meet!" I don't remember if either of us talked. He had a ponytail and I drew his hair. I asked him if he wanted to be pen pals so we exchanged emails.  We wrote friendly interesting sometimes very brief emails. Sometimes just once a year to check if we were still alive. A tether between us.  His life took him to an ashram for a few years. Mine took me to the Bay Area to study network engineering. I woke from that powerful dream. ...