May You Be Covered in Dust and Leather

Last night I learned of a prayer for Rabbinical students from times long ago from the amazing Dyland Richards, my house guest last night on his way to a Franciscan Monastery for a religious event (I love the variety of humans in my world). May you be covered in his dust. Or May you be covered in the dust of your Rabbi. I have a deep and resounding respect for the teachings of Jesus/Joshua, and yet my own relationship with his ministry has been challenging at times due to how it has been interpreted, implemented and dogmatically enforced over the…

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Complex Desires

I have complex desires. I’ve had people say this to me a lot over the years, but most of the time what they mean is “I like women who wear boots” or “dominance turns me on.” The fact that so many folks think that this means “I have complex desires” or worse yet “my desires are so complex that no one would ever be into them” is heart breaking. Having a paraphilia, or partialism (also known as a fetish) isn’t all that uncommon. A lot of folks like heels or hips or blue jeans or chocolate sauce. Okay, so some…

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Emotionally Organic: Embracing Quality

“Industrial agriculture, because it depends on standardization, has bombarded us with the message that all pork is pork, all chicken is chicken, eggs eggs, even though we all know that can’t really be true.” -Joel Salatin, quoted by Michael Pollan in “The Omnivore’s Dillema”At Polyface Farms, the chickens eat bugs. That’s right, they eat bugs. Out of cow patties. They do not eat grain out of troffs designed just to be able to let their heads through, bodies immobilized in steel wire cages where they grow so fat they can not move. Nope. They get up, walk around, eat leaves,…

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Emotional First Aid

Divinity does nothing on accident. Monday, April 19th, I found myself in Berkley, working on projects at cafes, running into Dark Odyssey friends, and reconnecting with someone dear to me. Its dinnertime, and my friend Warren asks if I’ll be grabbing a bite here, or back in San Francisco. I say either could work… and after some indecisiveness, he decides to join me for dinner. The Thai place was closing, so we go for option 2, a local burrito joint. As he grabs his food to go, mine already arrived and consumed, two fellow seminarians in his program arrive. Well,…

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Emotionally Organic: More Peopley People

Joel Salatin is the owner of Polyface Farms, a pastoral functional “beyond organic” farm that raises cows, chickens, pigs, turkeys and rabbits, produces eggs and milk, grows corn and a number of other vegetables. Joel refers to himself as a grass farmer. The slaughter their chickens on site, in an open-air abattoir where everyone who wants can come and watch his chickens die quickly, efficiently and without waste. His chickens are born, eat grubs, wild grasses and mixed grains, and get fresh land to eat off of every few days. They each have space to stretch their wings, get sunlight,…

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Going Emotionally Organic

I pour myself to sleep many nights either by masturbating or by reading a book… a form of intellectual masturbation that fills me with something good before bidding Nyx to wisk me away in her arms for the night. Tonight’s book is “The Omnivore’s Dilemma” by Michael Pollan… and I was so struck tonight by a theory on relationship modality that bounded into my brain that I woke from bed and dragged my 17″ laptop into bed with me. Ace, as I call my big laptop, has not been in bed with me for quite some time… but this theory…

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Hacking Our Tech, or Our Tech Hacking Us

About a year ago, Ming called me up. “Is there a body mod to make my finger tip smaller?” I paused, well, yes, likely there is, I thought… but… “Why do you want to make your finger smaller?” “Because on my iPhone, I keep hitting the wrong buttons. My fingers are too fat. I can’t make it work right.” “So, let me get this straight, you want to modify your body… to fit your technology?” “Well, yeah!” It seemed so obvious to her, but the idea confounded me. We have choices in our life. Modify the technology to fit our…

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Noticing the river…

“A bucket is not a river.” -JD Lenzen My friend JD, author of Soft Candy and fantastic artist, said this to me the other day as we discussed life, rope, philosophy and more. He was speaking of his experience giving kids tours of wilderness areas. Each child scooped up a bucket full of sand, rocks, small animals and water from the river to examine the details of each, learn the names and truths of the watery world. As the kids were doing so, he looked around. It struck him… Kids, is the bucket a river? No… Look around you. That…

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Queer, Kinky and Spiritual

“Queer, Kinky, and Spiritual” by Lee Harrington for TheScavenger.net http://tinyurl.com/yg2zh6m Why are so many queer folk kinky and why are so many kinky people pagan or following their own spiritual path? Lee Harrington offers some thoughts. There are many spiritual journeyers who experiment with sexual exploration as well. I breathed in and thought on these ideas and found my own truth in the flickering flame within me. It struck me that the thread for me was that the journey involves ordeal, strength, and transgression. Those who have explored these paths have undergone an ordeal. Say it loud, say it proud,…

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Thoughts on Prayer

My book is refusing to stay quiet. Gr. I am right now working on the Path of Breath, and tools that use breath (actually, I wrote this the other day, at this moment I am writing about chakra blockages), and Prayer was one of the tools I wrote about. It wanted to come out and say Hi it seems. Prayer. Another fantastic blended tool is Prayer. It, gasp, is, gasp, very, gasp, challenging, gasp, to, gasp, pray… when you can’t breathe. Tapping into our breath is necessary for being able to focus on what we are praying for, or how…

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