To me, spirituality doesn't exist; it's created with each interaction, connection, and bridge we build with other members of the human race. It's our connection to ourselves marrying our connection to each other and it only remains for as long as we nurture it.
Discomfort Makes you flexible Effort Makes you respectable Complacency Makes you dispensable
At night I have nothing to do But lie upon a sympathetic pillow and let my brain tie itself up in knots.
What I meant to think: Huh. My pelvis is oddly sore. I must've bumped really hard into a countertop today or something. What I actually thought: What is up with my vaj?? I feel like I slammed it repeatedly into some kind of hard, blunt object. Well played, Freud. Well played.
Sometimes I feel like my brain is a fishing net and all the vital, most obvious things I'm supposed to catch are water.
This is a new segment I'm starting on my blog where I tell you about the weird things that I do and hope that maybe I'm not the only crazy person in the world. The posts will be short, but please comment with "Yep, you're a weird-ass crazy person" or "I guess I'm a weird-ass … Continue reading Is It Weird? Episode 1