The actual Book of my Face!
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Dear folks! It's time for me to get off Facebook and get into the book of my face.
For a longish while now, I've been wanting (and been receiving requests) to collate, curate and edit a book of the essays and poems I've posted on (and off) Facebook throughout the years. I'm feeling particularly called to do this now, as the desire to disconnect from social media and immerse more in my immediate environment is strong.
Today is my 42nd birthday, and in honor of Life, the Universe, and Everything, I'm calling it:). As you all have kindly and generously reflected to me over the years, these are some beautiful, powerful, vulnerable and juicy communal communications I got simmering here on my back burners, and I do not want them to go down the virtual drain. I am Taurus, hear me moo! And this earthy bull is asking for something solid, collected, and complete, that I can hold in my hand, and offer into yours.
Many of my friends recently have been asking for donations to causes dear to their hearts on their birthdays, so I feel mildly self-conscious asking so directly for something for myself; but part of what I am deeply aware of in my life and writing is that this is also and always for all of us. I hope and trust you can feel that with me.
So! If my words and spirit have touched you through this mysterious medium over time, I am humbly, and with no small measure of inner tremble, asking for your support. I don't feel ready, so I am practicing doing it anyway. This my rough estimate of what it would cost to self publish two little chap books, with care and editing and shipping to those interested. If you are called to offer your support to help make this happen, and receive a book of my poetry, essays, or both, in return, I will be deeply grateful and delighted.
My commitment is to complete this project as soon as six months and no later than one year from now (aka by 43). Putting it out there in this way, and receiving your support, is also my way of committing and being accountable to my muse, and to you all.
Thank you.
With gratitude and big love,
Muz
4/24 Edit:
Omgoddess, thank you all. I appear to have met my initial goal in 24 hours, and am so very humbled and thankful. Your support has enboldened me to increase the goal to reflect the original number I had in mind. This number feels like the right one for the book, will enable me to get some good editing and take all the time I need to be as true as I can to these little booklets, and create some more open space for those who still might want to be part of this flow. Whatever the result, I am grateful, slightly scared, excited, deeply touched, and fully committed. Much love.
Oh my beloveds, it is true
you must bless the door that won't let you through.
Bless the darkness through which you can't see,
Bless you heart's own misery
that apprenticed itself to you at birth -
Your perfect pain, your flower's dark earth.
Oh my beloveds, open soft,
Bless it wholly, bless it oft
Love the turn of day to night,
and know: The vessel is the light.
For a longish while now, I've been wanting (and been receiving requests) to collate, curate and edit a book of the essays and poems I've posted on (and off) Facebook throughout the years. I'm feeling particularly called to do this now, as the desire to disconnect from social media and immerse more in my immediate environment is strong.
Today is my 42nd birthday, and in honor of Life, the Universe, and Everything, I'm calling it:). As you all have kindly and generously reflected to me over the years, these are some beautiful, powerful, vulnerable and juicy communal communications I got simmering here on my back burners, and I do not want them to go down the virtual drain. I am Taurus, hear me moo! And this earthy bull is asking for something solid, collected, and complete, that I can hold in my hand, and offer into yours.
Many of my friends recently have been asking for donations to causes dear to their hearts on their birthdays, so I feel mildly self-conscious asking so directly for something for myself; but part of what I am deeply aware of in my life and writing is that this is also and always for all of us. I hope and trust you can feel that with me.
So! If my words and spirit have touched you through this mysterious medium over time, I am humbly, and with no small measure of inner tremble, asking for your support. I don't feel ready, so I am practicing doing it anyway. This my rough estimate of what it would cost to self publish two little chap books, with care and editing and shipping to those interested. If you are called to offer your support to help make this happen, and receive a book of my poetry, essays, or both, in return, I will be deeply grateful and delighted.
My commitment is to complete this project as soon as six months and no later than one year from now (aka by 43). Putting it out there in this way, and receiving your support, is also my way of committing and being accountable to my muse, and to you all.
Thank you.
With gratitude and big love,
Muz
4/24 Edit:
Omgoddess, thank you all. I appear to have met my initial goal in 24 hours, and am so very humbled and thankful. Your support has enboldened me to increase the goal to reflect the original number I had in mind. This number feels like the right one for the book, will enable me to get some good editing and take all the time I need to be as true as I can to these little booklets, and create some more open space for those who still might want to be part of this flow. Whatever the result, I am grateful, slightly scared, excited, deeply touched, and fully committed. Much love.
Oh my beloveds, it is true
you must bless the door that won't let you through.
Bless the darkness through which you can't see,
Bless you heart's own misery
that apprenticed itself to you at birth -
Your perfect pain, your flower's dark earth.
Oh my beloveds, open soft,
Bless it wholly, bless it oft
Love the turn of day to night,
and know: The vessel is the light.
Organizer
Tamuz Shiran
Organizer
Kula, HI