tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-157136522011-12-14T21:47:36.047-05:00JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.comBlogger581100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-29266252000247052332008-06-20T10:26:00.005-04:002008-06-20T11:16:29.464-04:00

Happy Summer Solstice to one and all!There are lots of thoughts floating about on the significance of Summer Solstice and ways for people to celebrate the day.The Wild Hunt has some ideas if you want to read more.

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A spirit journey is a sort of meditation. You go somewhere, experience or do something, and then you return. This meditation can also be called a trance or a visualization. This post is about my latest spirit journey, one I took in tandem with seven other gay witches.I stretched out on the floor and prepared to clear my mind of thoughts. It so happened that I choose the physical area on the floor

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-39174095796236279682008-05-22T00:58:00.005-04:002008-05-25T17:19:26.659-04:00

I met with a bunch of queer witches tonight. The group had met twice before in the last two months, but it was my first time attending. It was interesting to see the five new faces and two familiar faces. I found the group a bit chaotic at first, but once the circle was cast things seemed to move along just fine.Connie and Donald from my previous witch class were there, and in addition the

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-41362650897396150472007-09-01T22:49:00.000-04:002007-09-01T23:11:07.656-04:00

Days and months pass by quickly during the warmth of June, July, and August. Meaning, love, friendship and fresh food are abundant when the sun is high in the sky. Summer has been in bloom and I have been cherishing her warm embrace.I want to share my friend Connie's Prayer For a Changing World. It left me pondering and speechless. She has been working on this prayer for the past year. Her

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-13460282920144050312007-06-04T15:04:00.000-04:002007-06-04T16:43:53.776-04:00

I have spent many hours in the past few weeks building and tending the gardens around my home. During that time I have sweat into the earth as I dug and planted and cultivated patches of earth, nurturing some plants and pulling other plants up by the roots.My cat, normally an indoor lap cat, has been outside, joining me in the garden. She seems aware of primal forces that she is otherwise removed

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-37863161011666397552007-05-24T17:31:00.000-04:002007-05-25T17:02:26.807-04:00

This past weekend, I went with three women, witches all, to the sandy bank of the mighty Mississippi River. Rain threatened to fall on us as thunder sounded in the distance, so we waited for a while before walking down to the river. Once we arrived at the river, we determined our collective and individual intentions for the meditation, and we each drew a rune. We placed our runes next to each

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-78017367463164900062007-04-08T00:11:00.000-04:002007-04-08T01:30:15.055-04:00

Film can be a really excellent method for communicating a story. I believe that film has become a much more important and influential medium than the more traditional narrative of the novel. I went to school to learn to write, to become "well read" and to find my voice so that I could communicate something to the world, and to those that would come after me. I am deeply touched on an emotional

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I was dreaming a few minutes ago: dreaming of symbols, dreaming about runes.The dream began on this coming Monday, which I know is the Jewish holiday of Passover. The setting of the dream is the indoor soccer facility that I have been playing in for the past several months. So the dream takes place in the future, on Passover in a sport hall. As the dream begins, I am walking to the soccer field

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-6739513594539759572007-03-17T20:54:00.000-04:002007-03-17T21:29:43.257-04:00

Let me tell you about a fantastic class that I have been participating in for the last eight or so months. The class (or path) that I have been participating in is facilitated by a man that I have had the benefit of knowing for a few years, we both have attended the Midwest Men's Festival.I first found out about the group through an email that Donald sent to me containing lots of information.

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Roughly nine months have passed and I have had few long nights of the soul since my return to Minneapolis, Minnesota, so this space has been less important to me recently. I have been tending my inner garden and also been keeping up with my dharma: working full time, contributing time and energy to my family and my community, and generally doing my best to dwell in beauty balance and delight.My

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This place sprang to life as a garden to plant my not-so-pretty emotions. When I was lonely or sad or tired of life, frustrated at things not going my way, this was where I would turn to write. Late nights looking deeply into a computer monitor and wanting human interaction, I found that creating something, or at least writing, was helpful to my state of mind, a productive outlet of sorts for

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1148448285225397412006-05-24T01:16:00.000-04:002006-06-18T16:02:47.320-04:00

I will no longer be writing from South Philadelphia, as I have returned to Minnesota. Philadelphia did not agree with me and I have been looking forward to leaving that city for quite some time. Now I look to a future back in the land of my birth, in the land of lakes, near much of my family.I sit in the dark tonight, after all of the others in the house have gone to bed. I am listening to

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1147217493301376962006-05-09T19:31:00.000-04:002006-05-24T01:25:20.790-04:00

Walking around South Philly this afternoon snapping photos of the ugliness interspersed with beauty I saw a sign for a Vegetarian website and after glancing through it I think it gives a good set of reasons and arguments for choosing to not eat meat. My favorite reason not to eat meat is that I think it tastes gross.I'll post some of the photos of our walk in the coming day or so.

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A friend of mine loaned me about 20 music CD's to rip to my digital collection. I am listening to a variety of groovy independent music and classics. Since I have vowed not to support the corporate music RIAA because of their Gestapo tactic lawsuits against World + Dog for file sharing, the new music is a boon for me. I am enjoying the tunes as I write. Delaware's "Jet's To Brazil" is playing at

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Rather than focus on my absence from this space lately, I want to mention how good it felt to go running today. While I am not enamored with the 2 miles of biking through Philadelphia traffic that is necessary to get to Fairmont park from my home, my run through the park along the Schuylkill River was enjoyable and my body is grateful for the exercise. I am getting skinny and working my muscles a

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1142606917241492662006-03-17T09:38:00.000-05:002006-04-10T06:16:56.966-04:00

It is simply amazing the number of images that are available online. The website Flickr has made it possible to store great numbers of images online for free, and you can store even more for a small price. The image above belongs to dcwooten. I never tire of looking at his stream of vintage male images. In addition to the beautiful images of men relating to each other in interesting and

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I was listening to a song today, a song I know well, but strangely the lyrics hit me in a profoundly personal way. I know it is lame to post song lyrics, but I am doing it anyway.Fire Up The Batmobile Lyricsby Liz PhairFire up the batmobile cause I gotta get outta hereI don't speak the languageAnd you gave me no real choiceYou gave me no real choiceYou made me see that my behavior was an

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Life lived in darkness, behind closed windows sealed tight against the cold. Outside, trash blows in the night air beneath purple neon signs and headlights. Giving up everything to be alone,tied to this place by a single string,waiting for things to change. Floating rather than swimming. River or lake this metaphor?Stone Arch Bridge: Mississippi runs clean and calm. Walt Whitman Bridge:

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In November I participated in the National Write a Novel Month and I had the goal of writing 50,000 words in a single month. I fell short of that goal an in the end wrote about 41,000 words, but for me it was still a success on many levels. Today is March first and I am pledging to myself to have the same motivation that I found in myself in November to write. Not being the most goal oriented

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1140937356043530012006-02-26T01:59:00.000-05:002006-02-26T04:53:09.186-05:00

When I write poetry, once the words are out of me on a page (or screen) I feel differently. The words sculpt my nebulous feelings into a concrete form, then I look at them. Frequently I feel differently after the words are out there, but those words had power for me, so I like to keep them, although perhaps what seemed true in the moment may no longer be true. By observing emotions I change them,

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No easy way to say:Food on the tableHot water in the showerFortunate to be with you.Concerned with frivolous minutiae and no job.Needn't be self-sufficient.No worry about ending up on the street.Behavior I should call you on,When you are not there emotionally.You are taking care of me. I'd make it on my own if I had to. Not visiting my family as often as I would like. People ask what I do for a

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1137583731562984722006-01-18T06:26:00.000-05:002006-02-18T17:00:10.993-05:00

Sometimes I wonder about life. Is it just a waiting period until death? Everything we do on a day-to-day basis is just something to keep us occuiped until the grim reaper comes to call. Some people are kings and presidents and others are writers and paupers. More or less though we are each worm food.I take comfort in this.

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After getting a full night sleep, which I rarely do, this morning I am greeted by a dusting of snow and some ice on the window. The sky is clear blue and the light outside has a bleached out quality. The wind rattles the windows and plastic bags blow down Eleventh Street, one bag catches in the barren tree across street and blows in the torrent of air like the flag of some garbage country.Nancy

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Check out this insane flash animation from The Friend SocietyHere is another one of those insane flash animations. Check out The Ultimate Showdown

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Long nights of the soul turn into early mornings of the soul. For some reason I lay in bed thinking about things from when I was in ninth grade. Faces and places played through my mind as I remembered minute details of my life at age fourteen. Strange the way that my mind triggers memories when it does not want to shut down for sleep. I have along day ahead of me preparing for tonight's sushi

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1136944084369904822006-01-10T20:20:00.000-05:002006-01-10T20:51:06.370-05:00

It is so much easier to play games than it is to write. I can spend unlimited hours playing against an opponent half the way around the world in online Go (also called Baduk in Korea and Weiqi in China) but sitting down and writing down my thoughts, or to work on my novel, these this takes a goal oriented motivation that I find so difficult to summon some times.I received an email today from one

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I have enjoyed reading the scientifically minded submissions of persons writing about their most dangerous ideas over at The World Question Center. The ideas there have kept me company the past few dark nights.Although the New Year is typically a time for resolutions and focusing on goals, I find myself adrift on the void, clinging neither to outcomes that I want to work toward nor to the year's

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1135985369401983042005-12-30T18:22:00.000-05:002005-12-31T03:39:36.673-05:00

I really enjoy the way this layout looks when I look at in Firefox, so I was disgusted to see how poorly it renders in Microsoft's Internet Explorer (IE). It looks so poor because IE does not fully support cascading style sheets (css) and renders the page without most of it's graphic contents.Here is a screen capture showing how this website looks in Firefox.Compare that with how bad the screen

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With only a few days left, I am racing to finish the 50,000 words which will form the basis of my novel. I am in relatively good shape to complete it on time, although I did not write much in the past two days due to the fact that I was out of town for the Thanksgiving Holiday. I managed to write about 200 words on my palm pilot, but the slow pace of the input method meant that it was almost

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I just crossed the thirty-thousand word threshold, and I am excited to be catching up to where I am supposed to be at this point. By midnight on Monday I need to have 35,000 words in order to be on track to finish 50,000 words by the end of the month. I am feeling positive about this and I am impressed with the fact that I have written about 4000 words last night and today so far.Having this

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My partner's grandmother is very ill and probably going to pass away this weekend so he flew to Wisconsin to be with his family this weekend. I support his choice to do this as his grandmother was wonderful to him when he was growing up. She is 91 years old and has decided that it is her time.I am on my own here until he returns on Monday night. This could either be an opportunity for me to write

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1132117063444285922005-11-15T23:50:00.000-05:002005-11-15T23:57:43.453-05:00

I have fallen behind a bit in the NaNo competition. I should be at 25,000 words at this point, but I have only just passed 20,000. I didn't write from Thursday night until Tuesday night (tonight) so a part of me was either just being very lazy over the weekend or trying to sabotage my attempt at completing this. This is going to require redoubled effort on my part, but after putting in 2500 words

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1131747874985489742005-11-11T16:53:00.000-05:002005-11-11T17:32:44.476-05:00

The busses are running again after the SEPTA strike and rumbling bus engines replace the quiet din that we had for a fortnight. The twilight seems to last longer than I remember and the temperatures dip into the 40's on the Fahrenheit scale.My writing continues to keep it's pace and I am up to 17,500 words and poised to hit 20,000 by Saturday night. My writing remains honest and I have had to use

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1131519269248411092005-11-09T01:45:00.000-05:002005-11-09T01:59:14.656-05:00

The writing is going well for the most part and I am trying hard not to fall behind. It requires a certain dedication to kick out 1700 words every day but the alternative is either falling behind or giving up, two things that I am not going to let myself do.I received a really nice email from my friend Kile and it has helped to boost my drive. After making little progress yesterday I wrote almost

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1131265220394470282005-11-06T03:07:00.000-05:002005-11-10T12:44:59.190-05:00

A few days ago I wrote about the fact that I have been participating in NaNo 2005.Work on the novel is going well and while my writing is very very rough, I am posting a link to the first three chapters of my work. You can find it by clicking the running man with the pencil.Remember, this is just a first draft of the first three chapters.

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I sometimes wonder about getting swept up in the currents that swirl around me. I wonder if I am supposed to swim against these currents, with them, or just tread water.It will be time to makes some choices soon, to return to Minnesota, to go somewhere other than Philadelphia and do something other than what I am doing now. I look forward to this and I will face it with open eyes and an open

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1131079629261667732005-11-03T17:03:00.000-05:002005-11-06T03:22:25.606-05:00

This blog functions as a place to put the good, the bad and the ugly in my life. I decided when I started it not to self-censor, at least to do my best not to self-censor, although it is tough to not edit out the occasional thing as a might unseemly. I am also applying this principle to a novel I am working on. I am writing as a part of the "National Write a Novel Month" which might sound cheesy,

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Before the stroke of midnight, sit in front of a mirror in a room lit only by one candle or the moon. Go into the silence, and ask a question. Cut the apple into nine pieces. With your back to the mirror, eat eight of the pieces, then throw the ninth over your left shoulder. Turn your head to look over the same shoulder, and you will see and in image or symbol in the mirror that will tell you

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I have always thought of myself as a citizen of the world, rejecting the bullshit nationalism that is mislabled patriotism in the USA. Sometimes though, I understand the desire to have boundaries between "us" and "them" it is just that the idea that there are people who are "them" is wrong. We are all "us." It is just some of us are more familiar and easy to get along with others of us. We tend

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Having spent the day with some very good friends yesterday, I enjoyed the freedom of not having to worry about what people thought of me. In the streets of Philadelphia I tend to feel like an outsider, but sitting in a greasy dinner with Leadfoot and BamBam and Mark yesterday talking about all manner of crude things, I had a real sense of belonging. The three wonderful years in the Netherlands

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...and sometimes I wake up in the morning to the sounds of sparrows and diesel delivery trucks. Those are the mornings when I have torn myself away from the pulsing electronic matrix that haunts me by night. Wrapped up in a sheet and the scent of my lover, there is a strange moment, a quality I cannot describe in the dawn of a new day. Rather than being exhausted, today I spring out of bed and

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In a lazy dazeawake all night asleep all dayrefreshing browser screensno sleep for the waryno work for the sleepywondering what may come orwhat may not in the next weekwatching friends marrywe evaluate our relationship.When is some bad enough bad?Is it possible to love someonewhile dragging him down?What is this starting over andwhy does it happen over and overand why does it not happen now?I am

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I enjoyed a small success today completing a web template for a friend of mine in Kansas. I did it for almost nothing, but more than money, I gained some knowledge about an aspect of web design that I have always been curious to learn more about. I used CSS and a table to build a website based on his stationary design. If you want to see my small victory you can check it out (at least in the

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I am spending most of my online energy at my other web log which you can get to by clicking my photo and following the link to Both of Us. Somehow writing where I know that at a minimum my lover will read what I write has it's draw. This area is mine, mine alone where I don't talk about politics or fun and games, but about my dark nights of the soul and alienation and such.Junk email at this time

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The rumble of trucks at the bakery down the street loading palates of fresh bread is my auditory companion as I write tonight. It is twenty minutes to three in the morning and the South Philly is warm and humid. There is a gentile breeze blowing in from the west as the rumbling trucks grow silent.Small things keep me occupied and I feel isolated or perhaps distracted from any pressing concerns.

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In the past ten months I have given allot of thought and energy to my relationship with my father. This was spurred to a large extent by his accident, but even before his accident, just over a year ago my father went above and beyond what I ever expected of him by bear-hugging me and my partner Jason together and telling us he loved us and that we were his boys. This openness contrasts so starkly

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I spent much of the evening designed a friend of mine's blogger template. Then I read a long letter from another friend of mine about his experiences in the last year with the band Terminal Bliss that he has been playing with.Now I am listening to Bjork and wondering about how I would sum up the last year of my life. This is the time for new beginnings. The start of the academic year was always a

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Reading late at night, not reading anything in particular, just going from news source to news source, web log to web log, musicians websites to tech websites encountering the flotsam of text that people write to sell things or to express their opinion. Why do I do it? Sleeping in the next room is the wonderful man who I want to spend my life with... Then why don't I spend tonight with him? Why

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I have been listening to the Jayhawks lately, and I think there is something in there sound and lyrics I really relate to. Here is a set of lyrics off of their Blue Earth album.Dead End Angel (Olson) Go to sleep my dead end angel Say goodnight dear precious one For I know you're empty handed And all the police carry guns Whisper to me in the morning And I'll

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After midnight, I seem to absorb information better than I can express my thoughts and feelings.

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Save as a draft before letting Blogger do a spell check.I just lost a long emotional piece of writing to the Blogger/Firefox crashing gods. Consider yourselves lucky to be spared my extended dip in the murky pool of self doubt.

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The following is a post by my friend Andrew who lives in Minneapolis. He is a wise fellow and a great friend. Read on.August 29, 2005My birthday was yesterday and now I am 27 years old. Martin Luther King orated his famous "I have a dream" speech on August 28, 1963. 27 is the age when rock stars die. 27 is the amount of time Nelson Mandela spent in prison. Now that I have reached my late twenties

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1125347646008219852005-08-29T16:32:00.000-04:002005-08-29T16:35:11.096-04:00

Read some thoughts at Gaurding the Henhouse.

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1125283216342745152005-08-28T22:34:00.000-04:002005-08-29T15:05:02.150-04:00

How about it, coffee is good for you. It is full of antioxidents which help to fight cancer and help a body in other ways as well. This comes as great news to me as a cancer survivor and a big time coffee drinker. Check out the Washington Post article. Java Joy: Study Touts Coffee's BenefitsI have been a coffee aficionado since I was about 16 years old and I worked as a barista in a coffee house

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1125127777857133602005-08-27T00:24:00.000-04:002005-08-27T04:05:27.006-04:00

Whoh, just finished a piece of writing about sweat lodges and I am sweating in the heat of the night."I say if a sweat lodge is conducted with good intentions and respect, how can it be done the wrong way?" - from "Wannabe" by WinterFox (Cliff Buchanan)The air is still and my computer and monitors give off more heat than I would have thought. It is probable time for a quick shower and off to bed

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1125046501333545892005-08-26T04:48:00.000-04:002005-08-27T16:26:34.143-04:00

You probably would not believe how late I am up working on this blogger stuff... well playing with it I guess. Anyway I am enjoying myself, but now it time for sleep. You will be amazed at how much stuff is out there if you do a Google search for "Blogger Templates." They kept me busy for hours.

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1124818274790326502005-08-23T13:31:00.000-04:002005-08-23T13:31:14.793-04:00

I am irreverent and naughty. 

JB aka JayBeenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15713652.post-1124816393496944812005-08-23T12:59:00.000-04:002005-08-23T12:59:53.500-04:00

I have been thinking about starting a record of my life and thoughts for myself, friends, family and others and I decided to finally give it a go. You should find a variety of things here from links to political going on to my thoughts on the best way to make coffee (French press) to technology links to rants about religion or cars or corn syrup being in almost every American food product.I try

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