#365Gratitude: At the corner of 69 and 1st

I was running a bit late for work the other day, and considering not going to work out beforehand.

Then I didn't not do that.  (Ugh, terrible grammar.)

Instead, I went to the gym, stuffed all my crap in good old locker #69, and worked out anyhow, going for a nice 30 minute swim.  I put myself first.

When I got to work, the work I had to do was still waiting for me.  The other chores, errands, and home things I had to do that day still waited for me when I got around to them.

But I felt better all day because I had my priorities straight about my health.

#365Gratitude: Squeecret Recipe

Auntie Squee shared with me the other day her SQUEECRET RECIPE.  It's a three song playlist that helps her find focus, concentrate, and really bring her A-game to work, when she needs to.

You do have to use it properly, however.  

The rules:

1. Listen to the entire 3 song playlist.
2. Listen to it in order.  There is no shuffling.
3. You may repeat the list as much as you need it.  This last one isn't so much a rule as it is a guideline.

I was having one of those I-would-rather-hit-myself-in-the-face-with-a-dirty-waffle-iron-than-spend-one-more-minute-looking-at-this-stupid-code days at work the other day, and I applied the Squeecret Recipe.

Worked like a charm!

Here's the recipe:

Carribean Blue (by Enya) 

White Rabbit (by Jefferson Airplane)

Space Unicorn (by Parry Gripp)

#365Gratitude: Polycotton Blend

So the other day I'm driving to work, chatting on the phone with my Auntie Squee, and we're both having a giggle over this shark hat I'm wearing, because, well, 

SHARK HAT

But then I was also telling her about the rest of my shark-themed ensemble that day.  I had on:

• the shark hat (present from Katiebug)
• my red "Mako from Legend of Korra" scarf (knitted for me by Katiebug)
• my new custom-shark-embroidered sweater (christmas present from Rachel)
• my shark boxer shorts (present from Missy)
• new ocean-colors socks (present from Katiebug & Leah)

A considerable precentage of my wardrobe for the day was all stuff made for me or given to me by members of my polyamorous family.  This gives me enormous joy.  It's like I'm wearing their love for me on my sleeve.  And my head.  And around my neck.  And on my feet.  And covering my butt.

Well, you get the idea.

#365Gratitude: Say yes to OMGYES

I can't recall exactly how or where I stumbled across this, but the other day I found an amazing site called OMGYES.

Simply put, it's a site about female masturbation.

It's not porn, but it is explicit.

It's a website containing research, videos, and "touchable video simulations" of women masturbating.

In a word, it's 

BRILLIANT.

It's a super sex-positive, honest, direct exploration of the many ways women experience pleasure.  

I saw a video on their site of a woman explaining how she uses edging.  Here's a tiny clip of some of what she said, audio only.

I can tell that both as an author, and someone who enjoys touching vaginas of women I love to help their owners feel good, I'm going to learn a lot from this site.

#365Gratitude: A number of wolves

You may have noticed I'm not numbering these anymore.  Why?  It started with my friend Andrea.

She and I often talk about mindfulness, taoism, zen stuff, all that "woo".  I was joking with her months ago that when the new year came around, I might label each one "#365Gratitude Day 1", because really today is the only day there is anyhow.  

It was going to be a grand joke.  I'd just start labeling things that way, and wait for people to notice, or not.

As I got closer to the actual day, I brought it up with Squee, who I do talk to rather a lot.  That's one of the weird, wonderful ironies of the long-distance relationship.  We spend vast amounts of time together, at a distance, every day.  We share a lot of our thoughts, big ones and little ones, and just noodle about them.

I was telling her about my big numbering plan, which as I got closer to it, I was agonizing about a bit.  Should I do it, or not do it?  Was the pithy humor and zen lesson of it worth the change? (All of which is a bit vain anyhow, because this is just my blog.  If this writing of mine is a star, it's just a tiny, little one amongst a galaxy of countless billions.)

That was when, in a caregiving way, Squee pointed out to me that it wasn't a choice between just the joke, or the numbers.  She showed me how the numbering either way was a sort of expectation, and even comparison.  She reads my blog fairly regularly and notices my little jags of not-blogging for days, then rushing all at once to catch it up.  Often, when that has happened in the past, I'll apologize for the delay, as if I'm letting people down.  

But that's not the deal.  It's the very opposite of mindful practice.  She asked me, in that lovely, caregiving way she has, "Why number them at all?"

This is where the wolves come in.

That's a little tiny bit of a favorite Zen Pencils comic of mine, The Two Wolves.  It's awesome, you should go read it.  The essential idea is that there's a struggle going on at all times inside you, between good and evil.  Which side will win?  The one you feed.

Mindfulness is like that.  It's a practice.  You do it.  Sometimes you don't do it, and then you remember to.  I told Squee that this whole discussion reminded me of the comic.  Because numbers, and years are arbitrary.  So, focusing on making a "complete set" of gratitudes for a year is the very opposite of the wolf I am trying to feed.

When?

Each day.

These sorts of discussions are among the reasons I love and am grateful for her.