dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Wednesday, May 04, 2016

food for the body and soul

This morning we danced a little.  We cleaned out some food we got for the Sacred Peace Walk and can't eat, so it's going to the Worker.

I like pancakes but almost never make them--it was sad to see the pancake mix go, but I know I couldn't use it up.  They were mega packages.

Last night for community dinner I made beans and rice and greens.  They went over well.  It's the same stuff I make for Food Not Bombs, so I got it down by now.  The beans are time consuming but easy.  The rice--I burn it sometimes.  Oh well.  We put it into another vessel so nobody would scrape the bottom and get the burnt stuff.

Last night we were feeling good and got along well at the table.  R read a poem I wrote about the community called "love poem."  It's about how all of us express love, our special ways.  It went over as well as the food.

Tuesday, May 03, 2016


This morning Ming had a doctor's appointment.  I sat in the car for a while then went for a walk.  Then my dad called me, surprisingly, a rare occurrence.  I was on the road so it was hard to hear him.  It was like a dream.

In my dream last night several people had black eyes.  I mean like a bruise in their eye sockets.

Ming's out getting the oil changed and buying me Mexican onions.  We bought more popcorn yesterday after his yoga class.  The worker said, "Weren't you just here?  I remember you."

Monday, May 02, 2016

food news, sadness

Bought some groceries, including organic potatoes, and made some vegan mushroom gravy to eat on the potatoes--so, so good.  Just what I wanted.

Ming's cooking up artichokes--I told him he would have to do it because I don't know how to make artichokes.  We thought he cooked them long enough, but the leaves or petals or whatever wouldn't come off easily, so he's cooking them longer.

I bought this German book about some heroes--I thought it was a slightly different edition of a book I knew, but it turns out the books are same dimensions, same color, very similar pic on the front, but two different books.  Weird.

I bought what I thought was the duplicate to give a friend for her reading pleasure, but now it wouldn't make sense.

Today I feel a sadness that vegan mushroom gravy can't cure.  Music can't either.  Some clouds outside look like Simpsons clouds, though.  That's kinda cool.


I overdid it yesterday and am suffering some consequences today.

I gave my speech and did a pretty good job.

There were no incidents where someone needed first aid.

But there was an incident where someone almost got arrested.  She was detained but let go.  "Let her go!  Let her go!" the crowd chanted.  I'm glad it didn't get ugly.

I've been binding zines with green hemp and watching a Terence McKenna movie.

Sunday, May 01, 2016

popcorn mania

Last night we went to a-cafe and found out one of the ten speakers for today's May Day march is in the hospital, so I might get to give a three minute speech about radical mental health.  I wrote my speech this morning.

Ming is doing first aid for the march.

We are popcorn maniacs now.

Saturday, April 30, 2016

rainy day at the mela

Thunder and lightning here again.  We went to the Indian food fest to get my mind off things.  I liked the dancing though we left when the best performances were starting.  A troupe from Austin, Texas performed.  Then it got too cold and we left.

We went to this comic book store for a vegan bake sale to support some animal sanctuary, but they were almost out of baked goods.  They were selling some homemade apple butter, which didn't interest me.  We looked at books for a little while.  I thought about buying Are You My Mother? by Alison Bechdel but decided to see if the library has it.

I've been reading again.  I like it, though I don't have a good reading spot.  I don't like reading in bed.

Friday, April 29, 2016

good deed, Thai food, entertainment by cartoon

Yesterday we picked kale at the community garden, fun in and of itself, then did the good deed of using alcohol wipes to clean a whiteboard that had writing on it that wouldn't come off--the alcohol wipes worked, and the owner of the non-profit was happy.

Then went to Thai food, and my food was the best Thai food I'd ever had, delicious red curry. I got it with tofu and no bamboo shoots.  Spiciness level 2.  And my Thai iced tea was the best I'd ever tasted too.  I couldn't get over the deliciousness.

Then at night we went to the drive in for customer appreciation day, only we were not customers, never having been there before.  We watched Kung Fu Panda 3 for free, and I was surprised to enjoy it.  The only reason I agreed to go was that I'd heard great things about the first movie from the husband of a friend, years ago.

It was weird to let myself be entertained.  I felt almost guilty to lose myself.  But some people do that every day.

Thursday, April 28, 2016


Thundery here.  I like the thunder sound with the tinkling windchimes, the windy sounds.

We watched a permaculture movie online.  It was about water--swails, dams, tanks, hugelkultur, making soil better so there's less runoff, gray water...

Then Ming was inspired to garden.  He pulled weeds, planted more dates.

"That's it?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said.

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

homemade macrobiotic


Last night we went to a permaculture meeting in Henderson.  It was good, and I liked the people a lot.

Yet meetings are too long for me.  People seem content to sit and talk for so, so long.  I can't take the anxiety and we left early.  I was done, and Ming was sleepy.

We went to Trader Joe's for kale and green onions so I can make greens with that tahini sauce.

We like to boil our tea water in a little pot, eschewing the two kettles we have.  The kettles--you can't see into them.  Who knows what's in there?

Apricots were ready in Davis but I think we have to wait a while elsewhere.

Ming didn't serve the hungry this morning.  He said he wasn't feeling it, which I can understand.

Cool morning with doves.  I like it.

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

macrobiotic tahini sauce for greens

We went to this Buddhist macrobiotic restaurant in Oakland--did I tell you about it?  I liked the sauce on the steamed greens.  I think it was a tahini sauce.  So I looked up macrobiotic sauces, and I found the simplest recipe in the world.

3 tbsp tahini
1 tbsp soy sauce
1/4 cup water
two green onions (optional)

Cream tahini with soy sauce, then water.  Then green onions, if using.  Heat on medium for 3 to 4 minutes, until it's boiling.  Thin with more water if desired.


I'm happy and want to try this recipe.  I will let you know if it's good.

tea time tea time tea time tea

Yesterday we stopped by Lorenzi Park for a walk around the pond.  We saw ducks with their ducklings swimming in the water.  Cute!  Big ducklings and little fuzzy-looking ones.

Then on the shore we saw Canada Geese with their goslings.  Cute!

Last night I was writing a poem in my head and was too sleepy to get up and write it down.  I need to keep paper and pen by the bed.

We want to find new parks to walk in.  I think the parks in Las Vegas are not so good.

I was losing my ability to concentrate yesterday at the thank you note writing party.  So I quit after almost two hours.

Tea time!

Monday, April 25, 2016

the great tomato debate

Today is windy and cool.  There was rain.  Ming did laundry and hung it indoors.  We can do stuff like that in the desert.

Right now I'm taking a break from a thank you note writing party.  I wrote thank you notes to some grocery stores that donated gift cards.  I wrote thank you notes to some regular people too.  Well, they are remarkable people.  They are Sacred Peace Walkers.

Ming's eating cashews.  I'm tired of people telling me things like, "Did you know that technically, an almond isn't a nut?  It's a fruit!"  Are you tired of that?

Sunday, April 24, 2016


romanesco and tomatoes

Saturday, April 23, 2016

Chupa Chups

We made it home to Las Vegas. Ming's at the pharmacy trying to get something difficult. I dripped tomato soup on my shirt at a panera many towns ago.

Oh success!  The pharmacist will do the thing!

Also I found some Chupa Chups at a candy store in Baker. 

Friday, April 22, 2016

sky pic

Guadalupe worker

two trees in one

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Who wants to be a billionaire ?

Guest Blogger here today.

We had a very full trip visiting and visiting with friends and family in Sacramento and the Bay Area. We are now down again south today. This morning we had a walk around Waller Park. We then visited a Costco while our hero watched parking lot birds. We then bought nostalgic mall cookies and then saw the new unnostalgic public Library.

Lunch was at the Guadalupe Catholic Worker. Their new location was much bigger than it would seem from the outside appearance of the nondescript house. We had quesadillas while they had pizole. They being the three main Guadalupe Catholic Workers, two Dominican monks in training and a Spanish only speaking woman named Inez.

We then we went searching for strawberries and a few dinner items. In between we went to a bookstore with a boring bookstore name. Otherwise the bookstore was a good bookstore.

parking lot time

Nobody here but us blackbirds. 

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Shiva today


Tuesday, April 19, 2016


I'm at a Peet's with unsweetened herbal iced tea listening to "I Get Wild" by the Talking Heads, a song I like.  This is a live version.

Ming is with the elder of his two sons.  They went to Red Robin.  I was agonizing about whether to go with them.

"You could have ice cream," Ming told me.

"That wouldn't be good for me," I said.  "I could have a lettuce leaf."  We've been spending all our time together.  But in the night I sleep and Ming has his night life.

Our hotel room has laminate wood floors, a new thing for me.  It also has no fridge, no microwave.  And you have to pay for the wifi code.  What kind of shit is that and why did I go along with it?  No breakfast.  Small towels.

At least the bed's okay but my back's slightly f-ed today.  We went for a walk in Berkeley.  We went into a record store looking for zines.  We went to the Nolo bookstore and I saw the book about getting and keeping Social Security that helped me so much, when I got it out from the library in Sacramento.

I've been here an hour and would like an award.

Monday, April 18, 2016


I feel like lots of people are against the war, against the bomb, against drone warfare, but for some reason not many people do the things we do.  Why is that?  People feel like they can't make a difference so choose not to think about it?

We are again at Kreuzberg in San Louis. I have a decaf iced extra chocolate mocha--how divine.  Ming has a redeye, his new favorite drink.  They're playing Billie Holiday.  Ming was tempted by the sweets grab bag, yesterday's pastries.  He's also tempted by a deep fried artichoke.  He probably won't get either.

We are headed north.  Yesterday we saw my aunt in Nipomo.  I killed a cucumber bug for her.  We got some oranges from her tree.

"Don't Explain" is playing for a second time.

Then in the evening we went to Morro Bay to the home of our good friends' good friends.  They are Catholic Workers and very nice.  They made us a dinner from dumpster dived foods.  Then we had tea.  Then we went for a walk at the embarcadero.  The sun set.  We saw sea otters in the water, some with big babies.  We saw boats.  We smelled sea smells.  It was heavenly.

Then Ming drove us home in the dark.  We usually don't drive at night.  I was worried the dog would bite us when we came home.  But my parents were up still, thank gosh.

Sunday, April 17, 2016

tv overdose

Gmorning.  Mom made crepes, and they were delicious with strawberries and lemon curd.

Yesterday we went to visit an intentional community in Arroyo Grande.  It was so beautiful there.

Something on tv is playing about quittage.  I never liked Harry Potter--I read a few pages and gave up.

The dog bit Ming twice on his leg.  It was painful for everyone.

Saturday, April 16, 2016


Friday, April 15, 2016

bad dog, good goats

Guess where I am now?  Clue: I have tater tots and they cost $3.

This morning we walked at Avila Beach.  I hate dogs!!!  A dog put its nose in my hand while I was walking.  I felt bumped.  The owner did not apologize.  Dogs are allowed on the beach until 10, but I think they're supposed to be leashed...

Then we went to the Barn and looked at non-dog animals.  "Do you think those are Eli and Emily?" I asked about the emus.  I wondered if the signs were overly old.

We fed carrot butts to baby goats, which was great.  "You win the cute award," I told a baby goat.  All four were amazingly cute.

Then we sampled fudge.  Then we bought strawberries, blueberries, and a muffin.  The blueberries were very expensive, but I think they're the best I've ever tasted.  I wonder if they're local.

My tots left little oily potato bits on the plate.  Ming wanted some then ate few.  Maybe I didn't make him feel welcome enough.

Thursday, April 14, 2016

neutral deed

Guess where I am?  Santa Paula, a Starbux, drinking water while Ming sleeps in the car.  It's been an easy day so far, an easy drive.  We didn't leave Las Vegas until 5:15 am, which is late, for us.  Ming didn't wake me up until 4:15, and I said, "No! no!"  I was fighting it.

There's a guy outside with a ton of luggage and a guitar in its case.  He's talking to a young lady.  He seems like a con artist of some kind.  I think I'm skeptical of people.  Yet I can be open-hearted too.

Some young workers have sample cups and are talking to the con artist outside now.  They look incredulous.  I don't think his scam is working.  But they are smiling a little.  Maybe they'll walk away soon.

Oh, we went to McDonalds so Ming could get a soda--he ended up getting some hash browns too.  There was a monopoly game, and there were game pieces we pulled.  We won multiple things--a McGriddle. a small fry, and a quarter pounder.

Ming redeemed his McGriddle coupon.  He got it without sausage, of course.  He gave me a bite.  It was weird.  I told him how there's a fanzine about McGriddles.  Then I told him the whole story of my friendship with the guy who made the McGriddle zine as we drove away.

We gave the quarter pounder coupon to someone canning outside.  He seemed grateful, but it's McDonald's food, really.  "Did we do a good deed?" Ming wanted to know.

"We did a neutral deed.  We did a deed," I said.