A charmingly grandiose old lover used to call me "The Patron Saint of Positive Sluttiness", a title I had a lot of fun earning.
I'm getting my MSW at night at Hunter and writing a lot of papers about social policy and race and class and gender. I'm developing a clinical practice on a popular education tool I'm developing a group of badasses. I'm getting ready to go travel in South America for a month and give talks in jangled rusty but soulful spanish.
Also, I wrote a book last year about time travel and revolution and spent 2 months on book tour.
i'm adding meditation and something i just wrote for one of the questions: I lived in a yoga ashram for a year where we meditated 30 min in the am and 30 min in the pm, every day. It changed my fucking life. Before I started meditating I never realized it was possible to practice awareness; that it was possible to train myself to be aware of meta-levels of thought; that I could find the part of myself that is compassionate and wise, and consciously act from that part, and not the scared, freaked out parts. I am a way more whole, together person because I have a meditation practice. And lets not even get started on what it did for my sex life...
answer #2: After many years of perfecting the art of loving and casual romance, I'm realizing that I want to keep the loving and be less casual. But I don't even seem to have language for it in my mouth or fingers. (at the moment though i'm just looking for casualness and nursing a broken heart.(
b. you have the crystal shard and want to go on an epic adventure to save the world
c. You're interested in the radical mental heath work I do (I'll tell you more.)
d. You have a good story