Three New Things. September 6, 2019
Today was full, y’all. I am finally in bed, it is 10:52 pm. My alarm went off again at 6 am this morning while I was having another crazy dream with Marc Maron in it. This time, we had to quickly leave, or else “they” would get us. It was all very fast and frantic, and also secret. “They” could not find out we were leaving or we would be doomed. Marc was in the driver’s seat of a giant, black SUV, I was sitting next to him in the passenger seat. There were two men that I knew in the back, but now I have no idea who they were. I reached back and one of them held my hand. There was a lot more action, but I can’t remember any of it. Every time my alarm went off, I hit snooze, trying to get back to my dream. But that’s all I remember. I’ve had several dreams with Marc Maron in them. I have a crush on him. Aaron knows. He’s always OK with my crushes. He’s rad.
I had a nice, empty calendar today. I did not make granola like I had hoped. My slivered almonds were missing. I spent lots of time in my studio, which is amazing. I got to FaceTime with Meghan for a long time, that was fabulous. I went for a walk. I emailed. I bought the book The Vagina Bible, by Jen Gunter. I heard about it on Dan Savage’s podcast. I taught yoga. We had dear friends over for dinner. It was a delightful day.
Also, I filled out the first page in my gratitude workbook. Finally. Gratitude is so important, it is also something that scares me. I think it’s that old Jewish superstition that is strong in me. Put-puh-puh. I am trying. I am working on it. Even though it scares the shit out of me. This workbook is a magick workbook. I’m building my witchy life.
Goals: Buy a new copy of Our Bodies, Our Selves. Our family friend, Jean Schlaff, bought me a copy when I was in high school. Jean was an educator, my mom knew her from her teaching days. I believe Jean was the principal of a school my mom taught at in Long Island. I loved this book, it was the first time I read that it was normal for girls to masterbate. Masterbation was never, ever talked about in my house growing up. I didn’t talk about it with anyone. I thought it was something dirty, something to be ashamed of. Our Bodies, Our Selves was the first place that I learned it was normal. Thank you, Jean! Feminism rules!
On that note, if you live in Portland and you have not yet been to She Bop, you must go! It is a women owned sex toy shop, they have two locations, Division and the Mississippi neighborhood. They also have classes. Check them out! They are beautiful stores with lots of fabulous toys, lube, books, so many good things! Also, buy yourself a bottle of lube, you will so so so happy you did. If you don’t know about lube, DM me, I will tell you everything.
I miss you and love you!