Heyoka and Ne’wekwe are two names for people called “sacred clowns” in native tribes. They had many functions, but their main purpose was to keep people on their toes, to help them avoid getting bogged down in complacency.
We’re slap in the middle of the holiday season—which means an uptick in shopping, parties… and glitter.
Maintaining friendships is hard.
Although snark generally reads as anger, I’m not actually good and pissed very often. Today is an exception.
There are many legends about that fantastic creature known as the redhead.
Connecting isn’t impossible, but it is damnably awkward.
If anyone mutters “It was just a cat” within earshot during that time, I won’t be responsible for what happens next.
There’s something about pawing through those faded prints that sends me to a softer place.
Sorry, were you expecting a cover letter burbling about how orgasmically thrilling it would be to work for your exalted place of business?
It’s good to get out into the world and experience new and different things… but so is coming home.
The instinct to heal by making tiny works of art, with tactile physical elements, trumped any sort of actual thinking.