Road Trip to Nowhere: Day 1, Nashville

August 28, 2017 at 1:37 am





First day of our indefinite road trip to nowhere. Mixed feelings. I mostly feel happy, relieved, free.

But still a little anxious. Still have a ton of “busyness” deprogramming to do. Still have a hard time relaxing. Sitting still. Being present.

Waking Up From The American Nightmare

August 19, 2017 at 4:36 pm

Rewriting the American Dream




The American Dream is not a dream, it’s a nightmare, and it’s time to wake up.

The American Dream according to Wikipedia is “the opportunity for prosperity, success and upward social mobility … achieved by hard work in a society with few barriers…”

“‘Work hard, save a little, send the kids to college so they can do better than you did, and retire happily to a warmer climate’ is the script we have all been handed,” writes Lawrence Samuel in his book The American Dream.

The trouble is we rarely question what “better” means. Better than who? Europeans? Because we have bigger cars, bigger houses, faster food and work longer hours? Better than the few remaining gatherer-hunter tribes on the planet, who, until recent contact with civilization, lived in real-life Paradise?

Waking Up in the Dream

August 16, 2017 at 12:32 pm




It’s the same part of the dream I always wake up in. I just got out of class. I walk down the hall and three flights of stairs with the herd, anxiously pushing through the slow ones, until at last I fling open the double doors and skip down a few more steps to freedom.

The sun warms my air-conditioned skin, my lungs fill with fresh air, the palm trees sway in the breeze, and the birds are singing in my university’s beautifully landscaped gardens.

Smash the Clock!

February 17, 2017 at 3:56 pm

Man, our consciousness is expanding so fast right Now, I couldn’t decide whether to write about it or just experience it.

I was just lying in bed with my daughter and my cosmic husband, my twin flame, feeling like we were the holy trinity.

I felt so tempted to drift into the 5th or 6th dimension (or whatever dimension we’re in in our “dreams”) with them just Now, but I stopped myself and told myself – “no, you need to be Here now, in the third or fourth dimension (or whatever dimension it is when we are “awake” and able to feel ourselves pinching ourselves.)

I Am What’s Wrong with the World. I Am Also What’s Right.

January 30, 2017 at 10:32 pm

NASA+Confirms+-Super+Human+Abilities+GainedA few weeks ago, a Facebook friend I’d never spoken to before sent me a private message saying she found the answer to every question that’s ever been asked, and that somehow she knew I wouldn’t think she was crazy.

Beeswax and Writer’s Block

October 4, 2016 at 5:58 pm




14569174_10157669639405106_1540836620_nI don’t know what to do with myself. I’m torn between writing a story about how we can “save the world” by replacing plastic wrap and Ziplock bags (which I still use) with beeswax and just lying here under a tree, staring at the sun, letting the clock run out, until it’s time to pick up my daughter from school, where I send her to so I can work more, so I can feed her and house her and buy her things to make me feel less guilty about never spending any time with her.

A Note From Wonderland

August 20, 2016 at 11:06 pm

Note on my iPhone from August, 2016

I have all these amazing thoughts when I come to this world — wonderland. I tell myself I’ll remember them when I wake up, but I never do. I always forget. All these epiphanies are lost forever, unless I write them down.

So that’s what I’m going to start doing. Right here on my iPhone notepad.

This iphone was created to help me capture these thoughts — to help me remember. Language was created to help me capture them.