Hey there, there’s whispers that SNAP is back, but we know that the instability of the shut down has people feeling unsettled.
We raised just enough money this week to pay for another big market day, so let’s celebrate our community 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.
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November 11th, 5-7pm
51st and Regent St
count it all joy 🙏🏽
i’m grateful for a god who hears the heart of my prayers, all of the joy i’ve sourced from the overflow of loved ones, the fact i ain’t missed a meal yet, the abundance of life left in death, and how beautiful this world can be when we love. 💞🔋🐚
tuesday night 5-7pm i’m finna be in community with @freebrunchprogram who continues to feed the people. come eat, come love, come be.
we gon be alright 🫡
publicly grappling with what i believe (or not) to be true about care, 🗣️ IF YOU CARE
i care. so much. i believe much of my life’s work to be lifting the veil on the intimacies of life, as i see them. making real and felt and BELIEVED that a life full of love is not only possible, but right before us, if we wish to engage it.
sometimes, especially in my most intimate moments, i get this very wrong. other times, when i have access to body and breath awareness, i have much to offer in this regard.
a lot of these musings live inside private spaces like my journal, whatsapp voice notes to my most dearly beloveds, the living rooms of queer polyam family who GET IT, and the walls of the yoga studio where i teach a practice rooted in deep care for the individual and the collective bodies moving together in space and time.
i’m curious about what happens when it lives out loud too, where we can put our hearts together and tinker our way to fuller truths about love.
come, join me. 👨🏽🤝👨🏾🐚🫀🌻🌀🦶🏽🧸💓🔋
the last ten, eleven months of my life have been hellish bro
for close to a year, i’ve felt like a stranger to myself. i certainly have no clue who i was before last october.
all praise to the most high for the opportunity to know myself (and be known) more intimately.
❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
there’s something about walking through fire that demands an uncanny honesty. no time for bullshit.
how could i fear flying too close to the sun when i … am the sun?
☀️☀️☀️
my leo moon on this leo new moon fears not.
courage is the only language i speak.
if you’re unable to reach me, well …
🦁🦁🦁
lion’s heart
full of faith
yall still lucky
i don’t smack a BITCH
in the face
🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽
i am so proud to be (seen) by your side.
after nearly two years remembering who we are, i am in awe of who we are becoming.
the highest honor i know is being yo family. for ain’t NO NIGGA like the one i got.
may we stay precious, believe in god and raise a happy, down ass family.
i love you
more importantly, i like you
💕🦶🏽🪬
i live an honest life.
i am who i am and i commit to not policing or explaining myself.
i allow my body to show exactly how i feel. i choose the precise words that describe where i’m at.
i do not mask.
i do not sugarcoat.
i do not filter or hide or perform or cage myself away.
sometimes it’s excruciating and fatiguing and vulnerable and scary to be as honest as i am.
often it’s disruptive and i enjoy watching people who choose the chains of power + privilege squirm in the discomfort of me being exactly who they wish to erase.
ALWAYS it frees me.
i trust my body.
i favor honest to healed.
i refuse to pathologize myself.
my inner security is impenetrable.
the truth is if you’re scared of me, you likely have reason to be.
the truth is that i also believe in your capacity to be scary. in fact i’m rooting you on.
i cannot be afraid of you bc i am not afraid of me.
be a monster babe. be all of who you are. be unwilling to hide.
please. be responsible.
so much of love is quiet.
in being quiet together so i can more clearly feel, witness, notice how much you’ve changed since i last saw you and i have too.
in the meals i make of foods shared so generously at community fridges and from the homies basements and my corners of my imagination.
in the friends whose cribs i keep warm and loved when they’re out of town. and that’s the bulk of our connection.
in the way my partner will absolutely slow everything down and stand guard while i publicly unravel from sensory overload until i can feel my feet back on earth.
in the ways i don’t have to ask — my people just trulyyy see me and make heartfelt offerings to who i am. and how it’s always magically on the days i need it most.
in how my loved ones share their loved ones and how truly wealthy we are in relationship.
in the old high school friends who promise to always hook us up when we sit on their bar.
in being one of 12 queertransneurospicy disciples at my most precious friend’s birthday dinner in the mountains.
in doing the absolute bare minimum we need to survive and tapping in my partner to finish the job when i just can’t. and how it’s always way more than enough.
in being absolutely butterball naked vulnerable and unsure and scared and being as sweetly held as the heavens would have it.
in the leo venus friend who ALWAYS and IMMEDIATELY gon turn EVERY hangout into a photo shoot.
in the beloveds who know how to just be in the crib — no performance, deeeeep intimacy.
in every “yes” i receive to exchange love across distance like reading the same book, sharing video notes, exchanging photos of mundane moments in the day.
only god. only god. only god.
i am so deeply loved. i love so deeply. this could only be proof of god. in each and every one of you and me and us, i see god.
i love, hallelujah. 💘
this evening my partner said very matter of factly that someone i’m no longer close to did not have my best interests at heart.
the simplicity in their tone has me reflecting on how truly simple my heart’s desires are.
simple, matter of fact, and hard for many people to acknowledge that they cannot (or will not) accommodate.
i mean what i say. the first time. and (damn near) every time.
even when i see and understand where people are at, it’s deeply confusing and hurtful that sometimes people hear me but don’t HEAR me. or masquerade what THEY want as what EYE want. when i have been me the whole time.
it’s a heartbreak i’ve known so intimately and so repeatedly throughout my life and that i’m learning to alchemize.
🙏🏽🌹🪐🧪🔄🔋🪬
i’m so grateful to be sweetly swept away by a love that sees and knows and feels and honors and protects and RESPECTS me.
i’m so grateful to sit securely on this side of the contrast.
i’m so grateful that i’ve always been who i say that i am.
i’m so grateful for love that refuses to mask, refuses dishonesty, refuses to step out of integrity.
i’m so grateful for how abundantly i find this love in every pocket of my life.
i’m so grateful for every bump in the path that led me to YOU.
that led me to me.
love. ♥️
