i spent a lot of time being blessed by the spirits

There is a certain departure from the human that takes place in order to start the process of remaking the human. I may feel that without some recognizability I cannot live. But I may also feel that the terms by which I am recognized make life unlivable. This is the juncture from which critique emerges, where critique is understood as an interrogation of the terms by which life is constrained in order to open up the possibility of different modes of living; in other words, not to celebrate difference as such but to establish more inclusive conditions for sheltering and maintaining life that resists models of assimilation.

word. Judith Butler from her new book undoing gender. And also I got amazingly good advice from this other book today; T Thorn Coyle a Feri witch involved with the Reclaiming tradition quoted Victor Anderson as saying:

Anything worth doing is dangerous.

This seems just as pertinent.

evidement

Evidently when I'm anxious I:
-check my email a lot
-feel my face get warm
-know my heart is thrumming against my chest
-can't figure out what it's due to, exactly
-decide to be forward about trying to make things better on one level, and find that just makes me need even more assurance which is sorta fucked
-want to get the shit beat out of me, in a nice way
-have trouble outlining Haraway concisely
-feel weird in my body
-feel my chest get sorta tight.

Anyway.