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Ursula K. Le Guin seated and turned toward the camera with a peaceful smile
on Books I've Read/on Grief/on Happiness/on Hope/on Praxis

it is Ursula Kroeber Le Guin’s birthday

I read her books the way that I used to read the Christian Bible when I was a young person: sometimes chapters at a time, sometimes paragraphs, sometimes flippi...

Divination

divination: a reading on October 10

Here's a reading using the Maybe Lenormand, posted on Mastodon.

a black and white photo of my Loki shrine, a shelf with candles, incense, and a large framed likeness of the god Loki
Journal Entries/on Happiness/on Neurodivergence

october 7 journal

just some things I wanted to write about.

a mountain range with some snow-capped peaks. there are sun-suffused clouds behind them, and the sun glows on the lower right.
on Generational Trauma/on Hope

real elvish rope

We cannot take every memory with us. We do not have to take every memory with us.

a photo of the word 'memories', framed in white, lying with a spray of red berries and a white cloth on a dark knit blanket
on Deathwork & Griefwork/on Mental Health

the things we forget on purpose

Part of why I write here is to bleed off some of the pressure of the years of trauma and grief I've experienced, but it's so hard to write when it really hurts.

a black and white photo of a protest. the person in the forefront has dark skin and a microphone. there is a sign on the left that reads "If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor."
on Chosen Family/on Decolonizing/on Generational Trauma/on Harm & Reciprocity/on Neurodivergence/on Praxis/the Work

capitalism makes no sense to me

When I reject the concept that exploitation of people or resources is just, it becomes antithetical to believe that any of us should put anyone else in a positi...

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hi, I'm Nix

The sidebar got too big so I moved all my words about me to a page: who is Nix?

want to follow me around?

I have a secure group chat on Signal! I use it to send messages sometimes, a few photos, song links, audio recordings, short videos, links to essays or posts I write here, and other foolishness. You'll be able to emoji react to what I post (like an Instagram broadcast channel), and if you want to respond to something you can message me separately if we're following each other there.

Here's the link to the group chat so you can request to join: a Traveling Dragon group chat on Signal


CURRENTLY LISTENING TO ON REPEAT:


CURRENTLY READING:

I am on StoryGraph tracking my reading and the reading challenges I've joined. You can go to my StoryGraph profile if you want to see what kind of reading I'm doing right now.

CURRENTLY WATCHING:

I am using MyDramaList now! Here's my MDL profile and my MDL watchlists. I recommend looking at my 2025 watchlist to see what I've watched already and what's on my massive personal wishlist for the year.

... when Skywoman arrived here, she did not come alone. She was pregnant. Knowing her grandchildren would inherit the world she left behind, she did not work for flourishing in her time only. It was through her actions of reciprocity, the give and take with the land, that the original immigrant became indigenous. For all of us, becoming indigenous to a place means living as if your children's future mattered, to take care of the land as if our lives, both material and spiritual, depended on it.

-- excerpt from Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer

remember who you are

It is our suffering that brings us together. It is not love. Love does not obey the mind, and turns to hate when forced. The bond that binds us is beyond choice. We are brothers. We are brothers in what we share. In pain, which each of us must suffer alone, in hunger, in poverty, in hope, we know our brotherhood. We know it, because we have had to learn it. We know that there is no help for us but from one another, that no hand will save us if we do not reach out our hand. And the hand that you reach out is empty, as mine is. You have nothing. You possess nothing. You own nothing. You are free. All you have is what you are, and what you give.

-- excerpt from The Dispossessed: an Ambiguous Utopia by Ursula K. LeGuin

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