Because I refuse to be out-weirded and out-talented by some online kook who happens to have access to a pole. Behold! Sit spin guitar Flatline tambourine Gemini flute Teddy bear djembe Brass monkey guitar You're welcome.
I want to climb Inside a place Where I can halt And hide away Where my body breathes And my breathing falls Where my hair stands on end Against the welcoming walls There's no one there But me and I And air and space And self and my No Jayne at work No Jayne at … Continue reading Jayne in a Box
IT'S THE THING, GUYS. The thing that I've been dying to but have not had the courage to do. At least, I didn't have the courage at my last pole show. What did I say to myself for the last pole show? "I'll do something fun. Something funny. That way if I screw up, no … Continue reading THE THING
Be so calm Be so sure Be so centered Be so anchored In the cool of the lake In the body you are In what the world means to you That nobody's Baggage Junk Naggage Flunk Braggage Stunk Can touch you Infect you Disrupt you Corrupt Your peace
It's not until you've spent hours, days, or weeks meticulously crafting something that makes absolutely no sense to anyone but you, that know what it truly means to be creative.
I've always been a creatively expressive person. In my childhood it was through piano and crafts, in my youth it was through writing music, in my young adulthood it was more through singing, and in recent years it's been via painting, poetry, and novel writing. But never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever even once have … Continue reading Pole Fitness: Adore You
I used to believe life was subtractive. That when I made a mistake, it was a sin, and that I then had to put in monumental effort to repent, make up for my sin, and then hold my breath and try my darndest not to make a single mistake ever again because then I'd be … Continue reading Life is Additive
It's a thing.
I keep trying to go to bed early - like, 9:30 or 10pm. My goal this week was to back off the late nights because it was making me crabby and I was waking up exhausted. Ahhhhhhhhhh precious sleep. But it's more of a challenge than I thought. Because even though we get the kids … Continue reading I Keep Trying to Go to Bed Early
Sometimes I feel like life is just a process of slowly hacking apart my idealism until there's nothing left but dry, cracked cynicism.