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Data
In the 1950s, a scientist began a primate lab, and when infants were born, they were immediately removed from their mothers and put into diapers, for sanitary reasons. The researchers couldn’t understand why the babies clung to the diapers. It was understood then, of course, … Read more
Doctor Who?
She has, in her hands, a small metal instrument that looks like a cross between a tattoo machine, a dental tool, and a paint sprayer. “Close your eyes,” she says, and a moment later she’s spraying my face with foundation. It’s like being outdoors in … Read more
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Tagged adventure, art, artist, bliss, boundaries, character, Doctor Who, friends, grace, heart, joy, mary, memory, mindfulness, photo shoot, power, relationships, safe, savor, self, simple, story, women, Writing
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Heather
She was there with us at the birth of my child. Beside me when I married — both times. She found us the house where we live, negotiated the purchase, and helped us move in. She bought us the coolest knife set you’ve ever seen, … Read more
Worst Hard Time
Last week, my wife sprinted into the bedroom, said she needed my help, and left a trail of blood to the bathroom. She’d sliced deep cuts into both hands when a wine glass splintered. Never mind she was supposed to be finishing pieces for an … Read more
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Tagged adventure, boundaries, brokenness, character, control, friends, grace, grief, heart, heartbreak, injury, joy, kid, love, marriage, mary, memory, mindfulness, mother, power, relationships, safe, savor, self, shame, story, women, Writing
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You, madam, are no instrument of karma
When I was a kid, I practiced everything in front of the mirror. I practiced singing, and teaching, and convincing. I debated my image. I debated the room around me. I debated my expressionless stuffed animals. I sang into my pink plastic brush. I danced. … Read more
Paring down
I was reading a friend’s screenplay, and wondering about those moments where an entire relationship is encapsulated in a single exchange. That one conversation, and you get them. It’s the union of “we” and “I” — each character and their dynamic as a couple. It’s … Read more
In praise of crybabies
I was raised in an authoritarian household. Don’t feel was the number one dictum. I was told what my experience was. I wasn’t allowed to have that experience myself. I learned, extremely early, not to cry. Crying was weakness. Crying meant people could see how … Read more
Marriage Project, Day 22
She made me a skull wedding cake. Meet my guest for today’s Marriage Project:
I left my husband on May 11th, 2001, after 5 years and two children. I felt free. I basked in my independence! I fell deeply in love with freedom. Seven … Read more
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Tagged bliss, boundaries, Contributor, control, family, friends, grace, heart, joy, kid, love, marriage, marriage equality, marriage project, memory, mindfulness, mother, power, relationships, safe, savor, self, simple, story, women, Writing
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Marriage Project, Day 21
Have you noticed one of the themes of this project: altruism. The fact that people who aren’t necessarily interested in marrying are psyched about the opportunity of marriage for those around them. Meet my guest for today’s Marriage Project:
My family collects pairs of … Read more
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Tagged activist, boundaries, brokenness, character, Contributor, control, friends, grace, heart, joy, lesbian, love, marriage, marriage equality, marriage project, mindfulness, power, queer, relationships, savor, self, simple, story, Washington, women, Writing
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Marriage Project, Day 1
So, I got my wife to kick off the Marriage Project:
Women in White
I am dreading the next few months because my State has passed a marriage equality bill through the House and Senate and, sometime next week amid much fanfare, the Governor … Read more
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Tagged boundaries, Contributor, control, dialogue, friends, grace, heart, heartbreak, injury, joy, kid, lesbian, love, marriage project, mary, mindfulness, mother, power, queer, referendum, relationships, Writing
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