June is Gone

Feeling pretty shitty. I tried to start a tribe and failed. It was only a couple of months ago that I was writing about how excited I was that my new best friend June had moved in. In fact, I had so much fun with her I barely had time to write about it. That … [Read more…]

Sea of Love: Brad, Ben and June

I’ve been advised to stop writing stupid, vague titles for my diary entries, but the Cat Power song “Sea of Love” immediately came to mind just now, at 3:30 in the morning, the first chance I’ve gotten to sit down and write about the life I’ve been living lately. It’s always hard to find time … [Read more…]

June

June. I can’t think of a more appropriate name for her. Like Anais Nin’s June, she is beautiful, mysterious, mystical and enchanting – a true bohemian Gypsy woman. The first time I really met her, last winter, she wore a tiny red shirt under over-sized engineer overalls, her wild hair disheveled and her giant eyes … [Read more…]

Everything is Sex

The African man is raising the vibration of everyone in the room with his drum He’s creating orgone (orgasm) energy He’s letting us plateau for a long time This is why Nora asked if dancing was sex It is I am raising the vibration too We all are It’s a co creation June Anais Nin … [Read more…]

Life is Like Putty in My Hands

“Just two more minutes,” Brad said when I stopped scratching his back tonight. He hadn’t said that since the old days, when I used to scratch his back to sleep every night, before nursing Nora to sleep became priority. “Just one more minute… please…” he said  five minutes later. I scratched slower and softer, slower and … [Read more…]