dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Sunday, February 04, 2018


This morning is our sermon at the local Unitarian Universalist church.  I think we'll do great.

Last night was Las Vegas Radical Mental Health Collective movie night.  There were five of us.  I cried, despairing.

Every day is a new day.  Today I want to take a walk and be good to myself.


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