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| User: | rdhdsnippet (543092) I make milk... what's YOUR super power?
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| Name: | petal, the red-headed snippet | |
| Location: | Sterling, Virginia, United States | |
| Birthdate: | 01-17 | |
| Bio: | Snip-pet (n) : a rare and wonderful woodland creature, capable of great affection, but very skittish. Hibernates in the winter, but can be found around flowering plants in the spring and summer. Can be lured with Graham crackers. I am... ...a motherI am proud of all of those things; I am proud of who I am, where I come from, and where I am headed. While I sometimes wish for more (who is immune to that?), I am profoundly content with my life, and I strive to live intentionally. There is always room in my heart for more life, for more joy, and for more love. I have found over the years that I am always capable of what I deem necessary. Please do not be afraid to challenge any of my paradigms. I try to surround myself with people that I find fascinating and challenging in some way. The byproduct of this is that I always feel that I am by far the dumbest person in the room. I am absolutely, ridiculously smitten by my son. I think very carefully about my parenting choices, and I am always happy to talk about them not only to like minded people, but also to those who disagree with my choices. Integrating motherhood with the rest of my life has been more challenging than I had expected; there are so many things I expected, and in so many ways I was incredibly prepared for it that having been thrust into the realization that it wasn't being a parent that was hard, it was remaining everything else that was hard was a shock. After two years, I am finally managing to find my balance points and reemerge to the social world. It has been endlessly fascinating to me to establish what has and has not made it through that chrysalis, and why. I have a chronic illness, and I guard my spoons fiercely. If you are not familiar with the reference, this link will bring up a PDF file that is excellent reading for anyone with a chronic illness or who comes into contact with someone who has one. Which is to say, probably everyone (sadly, I do not seem to be able to find an HTML only version any more). Rest assured that if I am spending my time and energy with you, in however small a measure, I am doing it because I want to. Similarly, if I do not respond with the speed or enthusiasm that you expect, it is probably because I am focusing my energies on getting through a particularly difficult time. Please don't give up on me too soon. Sometimes I am a study in opposites: I am painfully forthright as well as painfully shy. I am an outgoing introvert. I love fiercely but trust slowly. I can forgive anything, but I am careful to remember not to leave myself open to the same injuries repeatedly. I believe that there is, and must be, a fundamental karmic balance to life, but I do not believe in a higher power or an afterlife. I do not do personal "drama". No, really. I avoid it like the plague. I do not badmouth people, whether they deserve it or not. Life is far too short for any of those things. I believe in kindness. I am almost impossible to accidentally offend. I try to give everyone and every experience the benefit of the doubt, and I generally assume that if you offended, hurt or upset me, you didn't mean to do it. In my heart of hearts I still want to be a princess. And a ballerina. And an astronaut. And a veterinarian. I never particularly wanted to be a telecommunications analyst, though that is partly what I do with my working hours, and I believe that I do valuable work. As for this "LJ thing"... It is a place for me to sort of corral many thoughts into one area. I love the community it manages to provide at times, and the easy vehicle for keeping in touch with groups of people, but I also despair when I see the reliance on it as a communication tool because it is not very good for that. In general I will 'friend' back anyone who adds me, and I may randomly 'friend' someone that I want to read on a regular basis. I have, however, gotten to the point that there are a lot of names on that list who I can't remember how they got there, so if you have a moment to tell me that, please do! I also maintain another much less prolific journal, ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} ponderingpetal. It is not meant to be a secret, but it is an outlet for my more poignant musings on my sexuality as well as a place to store erotic writings without necessarily having to be as careful to self-censor to an audience. As Toby Keith says, "Hate me if you want to, love me if you can..."       ~ Marge Piercy Learning to love differently is hard, love with the hands wide open, love with the doors banging on their hinges, the cupboard unlocked, the wind roaring and whimpering in the rooms rustling the sheets and snapping the blinds that thwack like rubber bands in an open palm. It hurts to love wide open stretching the muscles that feel as if they are made of wet plaster, then of blunt knives, then of sharp knives. It hurts to thwart the reflexes of grab, of clutch; to love and let go again and again. It pesters to remember the lover who is not in the bed, to hold back what is owed to the work that gutters like a candle in a cave without air, to love consciously, conscientiously, concretely, constructively. I can't do it, you say it's killing me, but you thrive, you glow on the street like a neon raspberry, You float and sail, a helium balloon bright bachelor's button blue and bobbing on the cold and hot winds of our breath, as we make and unmake in passionate diastole and systole the rhythm of our unbound bonding, to have and not to hold, to love with minimized malice, hunger and anger moment by moment balanced. | |
| Memories:: | 101 entries | |
| Interests: | 53: anne of green gables, art, babies, bdsm, books, cats, corsetry, corsets, costuming, cowboy mouth, crafts, daffodils, drawing, erotica, fiber arts, gardening, geek girls, gpf, haikus, home birth, horticulture, humidity, i ♥ >1, intentional living, kinder eggs, knitting, long hair, lucy maude montgomery, marge piercy, miscarriage, muzzy, new orleans, northern virginia, nursing, petunias, playful parenting, positive parenting, pregnancy, pregnancy loss, pretty boys, pretty girls, red hair, school house rock, sewing, soap making, southern rock, strong hands, summer, toys, vintage clothing, vintage fisher price, vintage toys, weebles | |
| Schools: | Louisiana State University - Baton Rouge, LA Pope John Paul II Catholic High School - Slidell, LA Southeastern Louisiana University - Hammond, LA | |
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| Account type: | Basic Account | |
