"ignore the story. see the soul. remember to love. you will never regret it" --- Seane Corn

"ignore the story. see the soul. remember to love. you will never regret it" --- Seane Corn
it's a jungle out there

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Sunday Vespers from the Beacon Satellite Chapel of the Church of the Batshit Crazy

So. Yogini Shannon has a new Hippie Playlist on during class and the whole thing just makes me giggle and takes me back to the day.

Simon and Garfunkel and I think of their Concert in Central Park during my first freshman year and my roomate and 2 boys
one of whom I was bigtime crushing on hopped a plane from Logan and flew in to I don't remember which N.Y. airport and went to that concert.

What a night.

And Suite Judy Blue Eyes. I sing along when I'm in down dog.
I remember being a high school senior and sitting on the hallway floor singing the chorus
doo doo doo doo doo with my friend Susan we thought we were so cool and my friend Debbie saying are you guys stoned?

We were not. Not that time.

So Shannon's Hippie Playlist along with the announcement of our upcoming 30th high school reunion
gah is takin' me back.

There were only a few really good things about my high school years.
Certain music.
Certain friends.
Making out in a car with a certain boy.

Ah lah


It's damn cold here.
Last night Jordana came over and we drank wine and knitted. I taught Mia how to crochet.
We listened to music.
We knitted some more.
And drank more wine.
And ate lasagne.

I totally get the ladies quilting circle thing.
I totally get the sitting around with other women crafting and talking or not talking and drinking wine or tea or coffee.
We've been doing it forever. It's a woolly mammoth thing.
We sat in caves around a fire or on the plains around a fire or in the jungle around a fire and did stuff with our hands and had women talk.
And our little ones crawled around us and when they were big enough we taught them how to use their hands too.

Right Abu?

Today I downloaded the Best of The Grateful Dead
and thought of you tulpen and the Best of Crosby Stills & Nash


Funny how I still remember all the words.
I sat here and crocheted Mia a hat and listened to that damn music over and over and over again.

So good

... the time we have wasted on the way...

...and we cheated and we lied and were tested. And we never failed to fail. It was the easiest thing to do...

...Will you come see me? Thursdays and Saturdays? What have you got to loose?....

...sometimes the light's all shinin' on me. Other times I can barely see. Lately it occurs to me...what a long strange trip its been...

Lots of us quoted that at 17. What the fuck did we know?
Wonder if I'll look back on this time of my life in another 30 years and play The Dead and hear Truckin' and laugh at how I knew



  1. Primal, to want to connect and make things to make people we love warm. I get it.

  2. Brown eyed women and red grenadine...

  3. Oh our playlists were very similar this weekend, my friend (go check out my place).

    I need to get some knitting or crochet out. I've got some unfinished projects. My hands could use the work. My mind could use it too.


  4. I know what you mean about sitting around quilting. I baked something for my family this weekend (I never bake) and I felt a deep-seated satisfaction which you just don't get from microwaving freezer pizza. :-)

  5. Just to clarify... I do cook fresh stuff as well. And I never microwave frozen pizza. I put it in the oven.

  6. I think this is so lovely. How can your music be the same as mine, Michele? I am so glad you understand the wooly mammoth. I am so glad I found you.

  7. I think your taste in music is excellent. Crosby Stills Nash and Young - I almost wore those albums out! Music takes me right back in time, and it is amazing that we remember all the words, isn't it? I am perpetually discovering in hindsight that I don't know shit about anything. It's a mystery.
    I understand the wooly mammoth too. I cook and bake my way through the crazy. XXOO

  8. Don't we all love the music of 'our generation' the best? I pretty much like all music, but nothing will ever top classic rock for me.

  9. The wine and the lasagna sounds like fun.

    You know I love you.

  10. I hope your church doesn't turn into a cult b/c I'm a fanatical member! Love it!

  11. It's cold here too. Icy. Freezing cold. No school again cold.

  12. I took a quilting class once and a (male) friend of mine told all my coworkers that it was part of my anger management program. If he only knew...

  13. Every time I drink wine while I knit, I spend the next day "unknitting" as my husband calls it. I hope you had better luck.

  14. I have been crocheting hats...isn't it something how BIG our circle is? Sending you love, Michelle. BIG love.

  15. Was just talking to woman friend today...about wanting to get book club/knitting club/sitting around drinking wine bitching about shit club going...

    And... haven't listened to The Dead in a while... my Boyfriend has been keeping my ears busy.


so... wadaya think?

Your fairy is called Columbine Icedancer
She is a bone chilling bringer of justice for the vulnerable.
She lives in mushroom fields and quiet meadows.
She is only seen when the bees swarm and the crickets chirrup.
She wears lilac and purple like columbine flowers. She has icy blue butterfly wings.