Iris, again
@cassperastra.bsky.social
planted again not remembered in last year's twice-burned soil
peculiar & sweet
recovery mode
I don't wander so much on the timeline, but I welcome visitors to reply and talk
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peculiar & sweet
recovery mode
I don't wander so much on the timeline, but I welcome visitors to reply and talk
Discord cassperastra
anyway, that's all for a bit. may you be well, may you be well, may we all one day be well.
February 29, 2024 at 8:27 AM
anyway, that's all for a bit. may you be well, may you be well, may we all one day be well.
I did come across a stash of postcards that I would like to put to use, so if any mutual wants a random postcard from me (probably with a doodle, a quote, and/or short poem on it), feel free to slide me your address thru discord (or email if you are one of a few who has that).
February 29, 2024 at 8:17 AM
I did come across a stash of postcards that I would like to put to use, so if any mutual wants a random postcard from me (probably with a doodle, a quote, and/or short poem on it), feel free to slide me your address thru discord (or email if you are one of a few who has that).
i guess it has been a while. what have i been up to? writing a fair bit, reading only a little, sleeping not much, working, watching too much tv, preparing to move, a good bit of ritual work. quiet, intense inward times, finally some signs of the wet soul taking root, tho still dry blasted times.
February 29, 2024 at 8:10 AM
i guess it has been a while. what have i been up to? writing a fair bit, reading only a little, sleeping not much, working, watching too much tv, preparing to move, a good bit of ritual work. quiet, intense inward times, finally some signs of the wet soul taking root, tho still dry blasted times.
Reposted by Iris, again
fledgling pair of wings
unfurled from your shoulderblades
long to touch the sky
unfurled from your shoulderblades
long to touch the sky
one of those days you
feel the bones in your shoulders
and your feathered arms
feel the bones in your shoulders
and your feathered arms
February 1, 2024 at 5:14 PM
fledgling pair of wings
unfurled from your shoulderblades
long to touch the sky
unfurled from your shoulderblades
long to touch the sky
I am attempting to spend more time with the honeyed sun tomorrow; toward sleep I set out. Goodnight to the sleeping ungulates and goodnight to you. Twice good nighted if you are a sleeping ungulate.
January 14, 2024 at 8:23 AM
I am attempting to spend more time with the honeyed sun tomorrow; toward sleep I set out. Goodnight to the sleeping ungulates and goodnight to you. Twice good nighted if you are a sleeping ungulate.
I spent so much of the day in a heap of rose-petaled sheets writing my way from the week's disparate persistent thoughts back to the longer work they open toward. & so much of the evening cleaning because rose petals get everywhere when you trail back & forth between the bed. More delight than not.
January 14, 2024 at 7:26 AM
I spent so much of the day in a heap of rose-petaled sheets writing my way from the week's disparate persistent thoughts back to the longer work they open toward. & so much of the evening cleaning because rose petals get everywhere when you trail back & forth between the bed. More delight than not.
Sitting quietly and sipping on a caffix seasoned with baharat and king's pepper spice blends while I think about the day. The warmth and spice amidst the barley is almost everything I want right now.
January 14, 2024 at 7:00 AM
Sitting quietly and sipping on a caffix seasoned with baharat and king's pepper spice blends while I think about the day. The warmth and spice amidst the barley is almost everything I want right now.
Hmm. I had forgotten that graysky lets me easily bypass the timeline. That could be useful right now.
January 14, 2024 at 6:55 AM
Hmm. I had forgotten that graysky lets me easily bypass the timeline. That could be useful right now.
Which is to say, I guess I will be sticking to my late night good nights and not straying much beyond. As I tell myself again and again, this is the interim. Things will get better if I take care of myself and the closer world as it needs to be taken care of.
January 13, 2024 at 8:34 PM
Which is to say, I guess I will be sticking to my late night good nights and not straying much beyond. As I tell myself again and again, this is the interim. Things will get better if I take care of myself and the closer world as it needs to be taken care of.
I'm finding my way past the wounds that took mutual touch from me, but no amount of blocking or muting keeps the person who inflicted those wounds from showing up on my timeline. Wtf. Every time I think I can relax a little here...sigh, i rush to stroll when i still must limp. Quiet, still, until.
January 13, 2024 at 8:29 PM
I'm finding my way past the wounds that took mutual touch from me, but no amount of blocking or muting keeps the person who inflicted those wounds from showing up on my timeline. Wtf. Every time I think I can relax a little here...sigh, i rush to stroll when i still must limp. Quiet, still, until.
Started the day with a visit to one of my favorite local museums & am ending it covered in rose petals & leaves, smelling sweetly. Despite the lack of sleep, a very pleasant day. Goodnight to the dawn light.
January 13, 2024 at 10:13 AM
Started the day with a visit to one of my favorite local museums & am ending it covered in rose petals & leaves, smelling sweetly. Despite the lack of sleep, a very pleasant day. Goodnight to the dawn light.
All of my quiet prayers whispered into my bed, it is time for me to rest my head. May sweet dreams find all of us sleepers and trail us into waking day. Goodnight.
January 11, 2024 at 9:07 AM
All of my quiet prayers whispered into my bed, it is time for me to rest my head. May sweet dreams find all of us sleepers and trail us into waking day. Goodnight.
A moment in the dark when sensitive skin rises to the rhythm of the gusting wind & & shivers against the hail rattling
the window pane.
the window pane.
January 11, 2024 at 8:18 AM
A moment in the dark when sensitive skin rises to the rhythm of the gusting wind & & shivers against the hail rattling
the window pane.
the window pane.
The me that is growing back is still strange to me. My inner repertoire of images that I find & am trying to let myself explore...they aren't like the me I used to have & i dont know quite how they play. I am trying to stay curious, explore, but the unfamiliarity of me hurts more than I expected.
January 11, 2024 at 7:51 AM
The me that is growing back is still strange to me. My inner repertoire of images that I find & am trying to let myself explore...they aren't like the me I used to have & i dont know quite how they play. I am trying to stay curious, explore, but the unfamiliarity of me hurts more than I expected.
Reposted by Iris, again
today's affirmation:
I am a beam of perfect golden light, born of the collapse of matter. cast red and gold as I scatter through the air. cast green and gray as I scatter through the depths. casting shadows of creatures too great to understand, too small to be seen. I will be gone soon. don't blink
I am a beam of perfect golden light, born of the collapse of matter. cast red and gold as I scatter through the air. cast green and gray as I scatter through the depths. casting shadows of creatures too great to understand, too small to be seen. I will be gone soon. don't blink
January 9, 2024 at 6:12 PM
today's affirmation:
I am a beam of perfect golden light, born of the collapse of matter. cast red and gold as I scatter through the air. cast green and gray as I scatter through the depths. casting shadows of creatures too great to understand, too small to be seen. I will be gone soon. don't blink
I am a beam of perfect golden light, born of the collapse of matter. cast red and gold as I scatter through the air. cast green and gray as I scatter through the depths. casting shadows of creatures too great to understand, too small to be seen. I will be gone soon. don't blink
Reposted by Iris, again
This little nuthatch decided to fly into one of our windows (I guess not used to them reflecting a bright blue sky lately!) and then felt that my hand made an entirely acceptable place to hang out while he recovered! 🥰
January 8, 2024 at 1:38 PM
This little nuthatch decided to fly into one of our windows (I guess not used to them reflecting a bright blue sky lately!) and then felt that my hand made an entirely acceptable place to hang out while he recovered! 🥰
The slats of the sliding glass door blinds no longer slide easily across it. I drew them more carelessly than usual tonight, and the night's light breaks through them like the light of the sun through the wing feathers of a molting vulture in flight. May the wings shelter my sleep. Goodnight.
January 9, 2024 at 8:48 AM
The slats of the sliding glass door blinds no longer slide easily across it. I drew them more carelessly than usual tonight, and the night's light breaks through them like the light of the sun through the wing feathers of a molting vulture in flight. May the wings shelter my sleep. Goodnight.
& at summer solstice's midday, the most beautiful of the east & west face each other across the great river, cross the great bridge with their tools raised high, each become the most beautiful of the other's domain, letting their combined beauty shine over all the North American year's divining.
January 9, 2024 at 8:43 AM
& at summer solstice's midday, the most beautiful of the east & west face each other across the great river, cross the great bridge with their tools raised high, each become the most beautiful of the other's domain, letting their combined beauty shine over all the North American year's divining.
*hums softly, dusting off the app a little* how have folks been?
I have been dealing with annoying trauma stuff, so been offline to gather and settle myself. Maybe I am just going to be an inconstant guest / host here for a little bit.
I have been dealing with annoying trauma stuff, so been offline to gather and settle myself. Maybe I am just going to be an inconstant guest / host here for a little bit.
January 9, 2024 at 7:25 AM
*hums softly, dusting off the app a little* how have folks been?
I have been dealing with annoying trauma stuff, so been offline to gather and settle myself. Maybe I am just going to be an inconstant guest / host here for a little bit.
I have been dealing with annoying trauma stuff, so been offline to gather and settle myself. Maybe I am just going to be an inconstant guest / host here for a little bit.
Pardon my soft purr as I settle into the quickly warming couch. Just enough time for an early morning nap before the cold day. Goodnight, be warm.
January 5, 2024 at 9:31 AM
Pardon my soft purr as I settle into the quickly warming couch. Just enough time for an early morning nap before the cold day. Goodnight, be warm.
*stands, in the living room with all the lights still on, turns toward the northwest, breathing, oriented* six months. Chicago.
A line in plan and action curved like an arrow between here and there.
What I hold dear from here to there.
Dear expansive waters, I will pray on your shores again.
A line in plan and action curved like an arrow between here and there.
What I hold dear from here to there.
Dear expansive waters, I will pray on your shores again.
January 5, 2024 at 8:49 AM
*stands, in the living room with all the lights still on, turns toward the northwest, breathing, oriented* six months. Chicago.
A line in plan and action curved like an arrow between here and there.
What I hold dear from here to there.
Dear expansive waters, I will pray on your shores again.
A line in plan and action curved like an arrow between here and there.
What I hold dear from here to there.
Dear expansive waters, I will pray on your shores again.
I haven't done anything like I am about to do this year, just gather myself & my partner & set us toward a place, looking for the safe harbor in motion toward it. I know if we stay here it turns into a trap. The other side might, too, but there is a thread I can see. Just need not to drown.
January 5, 2024 at 8:31 AM
I haven't done anything like I am about to do this year, just gather myself & my partner & set us toward a place, looking for the safe harbor in motion toward it. I know if we stay here it turns into a trap. The other side might, too, but there is a thread I can see. Just need not to drown.
The room around me is anything but luminous, tho, so I am going to let the darkness carry me to sleep. Goodnight, thank you.
January 4, 2024 at 8:32 AM
The room around me is anything but luminous, tho, so I am going to let the darkness carry me to sleep. Goodnight, thank you.
With the new year and a move ahead, I am enjoying this luminous quality things around me have started to acquire. Revelatory for beauty and goodness as well as ugliness and cruelty.
January 4, 2024 at 8:27 AM
With the new year and a move ahead, I am enjoying this luminous quality things around me have started to acquire. Revelatory for beauty and goodness as well as ugliness and cruelty.
I am very glad for the time I spent with the needles. There are things I would like to do with needles & feathers that I simply can't do by myself, & for the first time in months, I can imagine enjoying the touch of another person to do that. Not yet, but maybe by the time I land in the new city...
January 4, 2024 at 8:21 AM
I am very glad for the time I spent with the needles. There are things I would like to do with needles & feathers that I simply can't do by myself, & for the first time in months, I can imagine enjoying the touch of another person to do that. Not yet, but maybe by the time I land in the new city...