mercy

mercy mercy mercy

365.2425 Days, etc.

Year

winning (as a verb and an adjective)

I'm not sure whether I like the word winning better as a verb or as an adjective.

They are both rather winning actually.

As a verb, some synonyms:

succeed
achieve
beat
conquer
overcome
overwhelm
prevail
triumph
upset
walk away with

As an adjective:

bewitching
enchanting
engaging
enticing
conquering
leading
successful
victorious
pleasing
charming

What do you think?

I Ran

Obsession v2.0

listening for how to love me

gratitude for myself
dancing
going slowly
putting fun and love first
praising myself
luxuriating in my goddessliness
playful communication
spring cleaning
soft caresses
passionate sex
being held hard and fast
gazing slow and languorous
bathing, luxuriously
holding hands
physical communication
rituals together
appreciation of the moment
awareness of the moment
nonverbal communication
appreciation of beauty
working and playing together in a creative inspired way
cradle each other
singing, playing music
desire to support in the unique ways we are most gifted
hottt passionate make out sessions
oneness, singleness of purpose
mutual acknowledgment
mutual interest in life activities
desire monogamy
sensual eating
many physical projects
gardening
rolling around on the floor
divining
tango
swing
burlesque
c* s* deliciousness
p* s* l* ecstasy
EMO (male and female)
patience
trust and consistency
financial stability
lifting each other up
taking each other higher
soul gazing/eye gazing
massaging
humping
moving
guiding
eyebrow plucking
lipstick applying
fingernail painting
teeth licking
breast caressing
c* teasing
laughter
sudden grabbing
pulling close
leaning in
leaning back
laying under the stars
driving cross country
long sexy beautiful silences and glances
musical affinity in the car and in life
shamanism
crystals
tarot cards
angel cards
goddess cards
magic cards
somersaults
cartwheels
swinging 360 degrees on the swing set
weeding together
planting watermelon
watching rose bushes and grapevines grow
brushing hair
completely covering bodies with oil
clipping toenails
juggling
Reservoir Dogs
the diner at sunrise
reading together in bed children's books and art books
sudden surprise turn on
protectiveness
children
finger paints
watching paint dry
ocean frolic
beach sunset meditation
thunderstorm puddle stomping
desert sandstorm hallelujah!
light in the fog

inspired by sexy performance!

I went out to the House of Yes tonight in Brooklyn for a lovely sneak preview of my friend Tjasa's saucy one woman show (actually, there were three women, but she was the primary performer)! I got so hottt I had to take off my dress. I did however have something underneath which was lovely and presentable for the public. I felt sexy hottt, but also hot hottt because no air conditioning.

I got excited about singing, dancing, burlesque, writing, playing music, costuming, and I even got to ride a stationary bike which was actually a blender that was mixing the cocktails! I felt very powerful and alive.

Oh, how I love my life.

xoxo

JASMIN ♥ ELMO

major cleaning and spiritual shifting happening

I just did a major cleaning, sponges, mops, sage sweet grass, dusting, rinsing, sweeping... vacuuming, Rumi, Lennon, open windows, naked, sweating, cleaning Buddhas, beads, salt bath, feathers, baubles, rearranging preciousness and my bed.

Thank you.

naughty in dixon

Now I know where my naughtiness probably comes from...
Great-grandmother Helen on the left with a friend, circa 1912.

Where the latch string is always out!

^ A Side ^

^ B Side ^

Probably great-grandmother Helen's family, probably Florida in the 1910s.

smiling sunset

Probably written by my great-grandmother Helen on one of the pages of a photo album.

I'm starting my novel [again]

I woke up this morning and rolled over in my comfortable bed with relaxing light blue sheets sun streaming in the windows stretched and said to myself:

You know, I think it's now the right time to start writing that book.

Ahhhhhh!

And then I rolled over and snoozed for a few more delicious minutes.

profound connection

deep sleep
sleeping beauty
lovely day
aeon flux
mutable feminine
womanly arts
craft fair
light fare
ticket scalper
skull cap
top 40
sleep deep

subway solidarity

The folks on the Q train this evening bonded over an incident that I won't tell you about because it might make you lose your lunch (or dinner or snack).

The actual incident was incredibly over-the-top disgusting, but some thought it was worth the bonding ["we never come together," one woman said] that was so good that one guy actually took a picture - not of the incident but of the bonding over the incident.

Eavesdroppings, 3:14pm

Person A: You're like my little yogurt.
Person B: Shut up! Stop making up stupid names for me.
Person A: I love you.

iPod divination, 11:27am

1) You Make Loving Fun / Fleetwood Mac
2) The Night / Randy Stern
3) Stockholm Syndrome / Yo La Tengo
4) East Of The Sun / Billie Holiday
5) Aux Armes Et Caetera / Serge Gainsbourg
6) Part 200 of 242 of Pride and Prejudice (book on tape) / Jane Austen
7) Revelator / Gillian Welch
*bonus track (for real) - Sensé skin care informational audio track

click here to learn about Sensé!

Remote Viewing

Gebo, Rune of Divine Partnership

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Remember to let the winds of Heaven dance between you.

[from the Runes].

Open Heart Reading

Obsession

eyes
elbow
riding bike
wind
air
breath
[sigh]
garden
planting
weeding
burying
my lover
my lover
my lover
xxx
xxx
xxx
talk to me
talk to me
talk to me
exposition
problem solved
focus
travel
release
prepare
arrive
relax
gaze
see
hear
taste
touch
smell
touch
taste
smell
blood
water
pulsation
trembling
silent
pause
softness
love
surrender

Angelic

My grandmother MJB was a concert harpist back in the 1930s in Illinois.
She's now got arthritic hands so no longer plays, but talks about it sometimes.
She sleeps with a rosary in her hand in case she is called to God in the night.

Fierce

So my great-grandmother Helen looks adorably calm, but check out the look in her mother's eyes.

My great-grandfather G, the Pinkerton detective

Apparently he knew Jimmy Hoffa.
Today I went into a framing shop to have an old photo of him re framed.
It was still in its original frame, with an old mat that had very classy metallic pinstripes etched onto it.

At first I wanted to keep the old mat because I thought it looked nostalgic in a good way.
I was convinced to try other options so we removed G from the mat he'd been attached to for 80 years.
In the photo he's wearing a suit (he worked undercover of course).

Then I wanted to keep the old mat due to the feeling G was pissed about being separated from his mat.
I could feel that the separation was uncomfortable for such a conservative-looking man.
He rejected every mat put up to him, but the first frame had just the right weight for his mischievous gaze.

I like to imagine him pulling out a concealed weapon and having to use it.

Finding a new mat for him was like fitting him for the perfect hat, or finding the right furniture for his office:
Out of a sense of pride in his appearance, he was stubborn and reluctant to settle for just anything.
He ultimately decided on a totally surprising design which made me think of the word "credenza."

Raveler =

One who tangles and/or one who disentangles.