Calling it

I don’t buy things for myself very often. My deal is that when you keep buying--thoughtlessly proceeding into consumerism--you never calm your self enough to discover the truest source of happiness. It’s not about the shoes; it’s never about the shoes. But I gotta say I think I’m calling it on these ratty pieces of … Continue reading Calling it

Spray of Diamonds

[Just popped in a Paul Simon CD, and now St Judy’s Comet rides shotgun, rolling across the skies and leaving sprays of diamonds in its wake. Music, poetry, words left out like cat food for homeless cats….it’s all part of love]. I've been waking up at sunrise to love like lightning shaking til it moans … Continue reading Spray of Diamonds

The Interiors of People

Quote/poem by Catherine "Kitty" O’ Meara. I just saw that Jared Leto had been off on a 12 day meditation retreat and came back to civilization today to realize it’s now basically gone, and my first thought was how cool and lucky he was to be off doing that so that now he can be … Continue reading The Interiors of People

Baby Blue Dresser

October 17, 1989, I was riding my bike home from my Clinical Psychology class at UC Davis, looking forward to watching the Bay Bridge World Series Game 3—San Francisco Giants vs. Oakland A’s—on TV with my boyfriend, when the earthquake struck. The Loma Prieta earthquake. I didn’t even feel it. The 5:35 game hadn’t started … Continue reading Baby Blue Dresser

Finding/Making Another Dante Circle

And life is too short and too long to live in perpetual dissatisfaction of the moment you find yourself within but what a load of complete bullshit that ends up being when your “moment” consists of five panting, completely-terrified former feral kittens (your first Best Friends Animal Society foster kittens of the year) and an … Continue reading Finding/Making Another Dante Circle