Most days my first cup of coffee is poured while it's dark outside. It sits steaming beside me at the window in my office while I meditate, say a brief prayer—to the Great Mother, the Great Mystery, the Great Creative Spirit—then crank out some push-ups. This first cup is a gift I receive from past me: he of the night before, who prepared the pot and auto-timer for the disheveled me who will come to it, full of gratitude, just a few hours later.
When I watch “the news” I am convinced we are living The Shit Show. Then I read your words, and I go for a walk on my beloved Coyote Hill, and I ponder it all, and life is OK once again. Be well, Chris. Your honesty is a beautiful thing.
"I wish I was in Minneapolis showing real solidarity in the streets..." Same.
"I luxuriated in two shady stands of western red cedars. I saw a bunch of deer and some wild turkeys. I came eyeball-to-eyeball with a black bear. And, most importantly, I didn’t encounter a single other human..." We did something similar a few days ago. No other humans, either. https://twitter.com/jhfarr/status/1265058778556203008
shortly after He.Who.Shall.Remain.Nameless took office I received an unbidden vision. I saw his shamelessness being escorted down a hallway in leather and steel manacles, red tie and all, head hanging low, escorted by three uniformed officers. At the time we didn't know the shocks to come. I find the vision a hope and comfort.
Yes, this is absolutely true, all of it. And goddammit I need to drop Netflix. Also, I just bought an automatic programmable coffee maker, and it is a morning routine game-changer! Thanks for your words they make me feel better about how messed up I feel sometimes.
Dear Chris, so much of what you say here echoes my thoughts and feelings. Yet, much is also so specific to you. I love your honesty and your ability to give us the personal and the political. As always, it is a joy to read your words.
I am feeling so much of what you are feeling. It feels hopeless. I'm tired of these issues. I want to get out of the rat race. It's all a rat race. Even here in Montana. I want my life to be nothing but your walks in the woods, enjoying life, the planet, nature. Simple joys. I feel you, friend. So very, very much. Thank you so much for your beautiful words.
When I watch “the news” I am convinced we are living The Shit Show. Then I read your words, and I go for a walk on my beloved Coyote Hill, and I ponder it all, and life is OK once again. Be well, Chris. Your honesty is a beautiful thing.
Thank you...stay irritable, it helps us all
Beautifully penned there, Brother.
"I wish I was in Minneapolis showing real solidarity in the streets..." Same.
"I luxuriated in two shady stands of western red cedars. I saw a bunch of deer and some wild turkeys. I came eyeball-to-eyeball with a black bear. And, most importantly, I didn’t encounter a single other human..." We did something similar a few days ago. No other humans, either. https://twitter.com/jhfarr/status/1265058778556203008
Needed this. Thank you.
Dear Chris,
shortly after He.Who.Shall.Remain.Nameless took office I received an unbidden vision. I saw his shamelessness being escorted down a hallway in leather and steel manacles, red tie and all, head hanging low, escorted by three uniformed officers. At the time we didn't know the shocks to come. I find the vision a hope and comfort.
Yes, this is absolutely true, all of it. And goddammit I need to drop Netflix. Also, I just bought an automatic programmable coffee maker, and it is a morning routine game-changer! Thanks for your words they make me feel better about how messed up I feel sometimes.
Dear Chris, so much of what you say here echoes my thoughts and feelings. Yet, much is also so specific to you. I love your honesty and your ability to give us the personal and the political. As always, it is a joy to read your words.
I am feeling so much of what you are feeling. It feels hopeless. I'm tired of these issues. I want to get out of the rat race. It's all a rat race. Even here in Montana. I want my life to be nothing but your walks in the woods, enjoying life, the planet, nature. Simple joys. I feel you, friend. So very, very much. Thank you so much for your beautiful words.