Gently Alesia

I’m certain she and I could sit down over a nice cuppa in her kitchen, or mine, and talk an entire day away without exhausting our range of common subject matter.

There are days when I log in to 43Things and just wish that I could give her a long, warm hug.

There are other days when I wish she was here to give me one. :)

We live as far apart from each other as we can and still be on the same continent. That is intimidating to my body and common sense.

My heart, spirit, and uncommon sense tell me that distance is another illusion—she and I are one. :)

With a list of goals like that, they just have to reflect the beauty of the heart that prompted them.

I’ve been subscribed to dallaslin for awhile now, and I unfailingly find inspiration, humor, or just comfort and a smile every time I read what she says. :) So yes, I now want to meet dallaslin, but I don’t want to have to go to Dallas to do it. ;)

Where is Warner Gulch, California? :)

I want to tell him that I thought his getting a blow job in the Oval Office was pretty cool.

But that betraying his wife, and lying about it to her and the Grand Jury wasn’t.

Other than all that, I thought he was one of the best presidents we’ve had in recent memory, and I wish he’d run for the office again. :)

What’s not to admire? She’s a woman right out there on the edges of research in neurochemisty/neurobiology, and changing the way we think about emotions, intuition, and our subconscious.

Brilliant woman, brilliant work. I’d definitely like to have coffee with her someday.

She likes to find reasons to be happy.

Anyone who can come up with a screen name like that has just got to be awesome. :)

Man. In some ways it might be easier to say what I didn’t do in 2005, than what I did.

I started a weekly meditation group in my home.

I found two lovers, wildly disparate, who both suit me very well though in differing ways.

I fell into and out of love with my husband at least twice (we’re polyamorous, if you’re wondering).

I held a baby.

I tried sushi, and sashimi. I still can’t figure out what all the adoration is about.

I spent the summer innured in the hospital with my elder son, who was gravely ill and nearly died, then nearly lost his leg to MRSA.

I thereby learned to hate the modern medical establishment with fervent passion.

I walked on the beach at sunset, and danced with the breaking surf.

I made huge strides in putting my ego in its proper place.

I attended five different parties with an overtly sexual theme (NOT swingers, thank you).

I played on a Slip ‘n Slide (not advised for anyone over the age of 25, really).

I dyed my hair burgundy red. If it’s true that blondes have more fun, I can also attest that redheads attract more attention.

We bought new computers and made the switch from Redhat 5.* to Fedora Core 3, and then 4.

I finished my second read-through of Sex, Ecology, Spirituality by Ken Wilber. Lots more comprehension, this time, though I still find his endnotes tedious.

I fired both women who had apprenticed themselves to me for ordination in our organization, basically for non-participation in their own ordination process.

I began studying the Bulgarian language.

I sewed a garment for the first time in 18 years.

I went on a camping retreat.

I made at least one new friend.

All and all it was a good year, full of the things that are of value to me: learning, love, laughter, joy, heartache, healing, touching, relating, and falling into an ever-deeper embrace with this created universe…

She questioned my manhood and got away with it. =D