All in QIwP

I attended an event last week about Third Spaces that opened with the question, “If your soul was a work of art, what would it look like?”. That night I had wild, imaginative dreams about my soul being both art work(s) and sex toy(s). I reposed the question, “If my soul was a sex toy, what would my pleasuring feel like?”. Upon waking, I spent time thinking about my sexuality and my community’s sexualities as third spaces.

There’s something world making/queer in re-imagining our cities and homes. As we reshape the ideas about what private and public support systems look like. I’m curious about how to re-create and re-purpose spaces, especially our family and urban spaces, in ways that open up a wide range of possibilities for sustaining and practicing relationships with our anger, fear, pain, pleasure and an even more resilient love.

Thanks to a decade plus of dedication to my writing life, I now understand timing, materials needed, and spaces that serve my craft best. Ultimately it’s the balance between absence and presence. Slow Love Lake Superior is what I call the approach to loving the person/ people/places/practices I do ‘slowly and with quiet, steady pleasure’.

In summer, I experience 20 minute orgasms almost daily. I drive, walk or bike my body 4 miles down to Lake Superior and stare into the wild eyes of bigLake beauty, my primary love, this place that gifts me water rich experiences everyday. I’m held by green granite hillside, long blue horizon, white lighthouses to my left and right.