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1. feed your delight: horizontal with a polyamorous woman

in episodes on 23/05/17

Lila’s horizontal legs, shot by Natan Dvir in NOLA at Hacienda Maison, sex-positive retreat center / sister space to Hacienda Villa


1. feed your delight: horizontal with a polyamorous woman

Come lie down with us! Welcome to the very first episode of horizontal with lila. Horizontal is the podcast of intimate conversations about sex, love, and relationships that’s entirely recorded while lying down. I invite you to eavesdrop on stories that might seem almost too personal for you to hear, which is, of course, exactly why I want you to hear them.

“My body physically feels completely different than another person’s body — to be on top of, to be under, to be hugged, by, to be cuddled by, to be touched by, to be kissed by, to be charged with … that is completely unique. And I have discovered through experience that even with a multitude of other people, there’s some kind of draw that brings people back to me. Even after they’ve — they haven’t been with me for a long time, and they go and explore many many others, something keeps them coming back. And I think it’s that uniqueness.”

– Mirelle


Welcome to horizontal with lila, the podcast about intimacy (sex, love, and relationships of all kinds) that’s entirely recorded while lying down.

I invite you to eavesdrop on stories that might seem almost too personal for you to hear, which is, of course, exactly why I want you to hear them. Many episodes are recorded in bed, on my Casper mattress at Hacienda Villa, a sex-positive intentional community in Bushwick, Brooklyn. What does that mean?

Vocabulary words will go like this:

 

sex-positive (noun, adj.) = a commitment to dispelling the shame surrounding sex through sex ed, open dialogue, the celebration of all genders and sexual orientations, and the affirming of all relationship structures and sexual acts between consenting adults.

intentional community (noun) = living together on purpose in accordance with common ideals, in order to offer everyone roots and wings.

 

I’ve been inspired, humbled, unburdened, seen, and thoroughly schooled by the everyday conversations we have in this house, and I thought it was a pity that we were the only people who got to hear them. Hacienda’s mission is to bring sex-positive culture to the world. This is my part.

Come lie down with us!


In the very first episode of horizontal, I lie down with my housemate Mirelle. Mirelle is a sensual nurturer — sometimes nicknamed the Mama of the Villa, at other times the MVP — and a member of what she calls the Villa Dream Team, a group of my housemates, or, Villans —

 

Villan(s) (noun) = a person, or persons, living in the Hacienda Villa intentional community. [affectionate nickname]

 

— who provide a kind of fantasy fulfillment service, by curating scenes —

 

scene (noun) = a consensual, predetermined sexual or kinky scenario during which the players take on particular roles, governed by the agreements between all involved. This may or may not be played out in a semi-public setting, such as a fetish party.

 

— and initiating people into sensations, kinks, settings, configurations, and stories that they’ve previously only dreamed of. She is profoundly and happily polyamorous —

 

polyamorous (noun) = a person who sustains multiple loving, committed relationships, with the full knowledge and consent of all those involved. [colloquial abbreviation: poly]

 

— she has many relationships, many loves. She’s an outstanding cook, a connoisseur of delight, and somehow manages to lovingly sustain an incredibly intricate and extensive web of partners and lovers, with such tender attentiveness to the way people wish to be loved, that I feel deeply impressed by the way that she relates. I think Mirelle could teach a multi-part course on intimacy.

This episode was recorded in my loft bed at the Villa, on a snow day.

We talk about the word “slut,” love languages, overcoming shame, feeding your delight, intimacy, polyamory, comets, fantasies, and fear — mine.

Come lie down with us, and you’ll wish your head was on the pillow next to Mirelle.


Links to Things We Spoke About:

Hacienda Villa, the sex-positive intentional community in which I live

Naked Ladies Clothing Swaps

Hacienda Studio, the sex/intimacy education nexus run by the Hacienda Community

Chemistry, a sex party in NYC

The 5 Love Languages

Crucial Conversations, a book about successfully navigating difficult talks

The Ethical Slut, a guidebook (new edition soon to be released)

Conscious Loving, the book that names the “upper limits problem”

We Are Hacienda, the website showcasing the many projects of the Hacienda Community

Smarter Sex Project, Part 1: Sex ID with Kenneth Play, sex educator, and Zhana Vrangalova, sex scientist

mating in captivity, a book by Esther Perel about how can navigate our desires for both security and excitement in relationship

In Praise of Short-Term Love, a video that deeply inspired Mirelle


Show Notes (feel free to share quotes/resources on social media, and please link to iTunes, this website, or my Patreon!):

iTunes link: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/horizontal-with-lila/id1238031115&ls=1

website link: https://horizontalwithlila.com/

Patreon link: https://www.patreon.com/horizontalwithlila

[5:09]  Mirelle coins (?) the term “sex-celebratory.”

[5:48]  What does play mean to Mirelle?

 

play (verb) = a euphemism for engaging in sexual acts, e.g. “I played with him at the last Hacienda party.”

 

[6:35]  What was Lila’s first sex party experience at Chemistry like?

[9:00]  How might we love people in the way that they best understand love? Check out the love languages quiz here. “It’s simple, but brilliant. If you know how people want to be loved, you can choose to love them that way instead of a way in which you understand that they don’t understand.” – Lila

[10:36]  “I’ve visited several other intentional communities, and when they are struggling, it’s a lack of love.” – Lila

 

community (noun) = a group of three or more people, and love, exponentially multiplying the potential of human reality.

 

[11:05]  How Lila used mutual purpose, inspired by the book Crucial Conversations, to have a difficult conversation with a housemate. [This conversation can be heard in episode 15b. poly cocktails: horizontal with zed.]

[16:43]  How Mirelle & Lila feel about the word “slut.” A scene Mirelle took part in during which she was called a slut.

 

slut (noun) = a person of any gender who is sexually-expressed with great frequency and variety

 

[16:53]  The Ethical Slut is considered a seminal text for the ethically nonmonogamous community.

[17:15]  Do you have a better word than “slut” to identify a person who happily identifies with my definition of the word? If so, please head over to the contact page and let me know!

[30:01]  “I am a woman who experiences pleasure and loves experiencing pleasure.”  – Mirelle

[30:38]  What Lila envies in Mirelle.

[31:00]  “The way that you tend to a garden, with water and attention, I give my delight and my pleasure regular attention. I tend to it.” – Mirelle

[31:56]  Does Mirelle practice raising her upper limit, or did she never set one during her childhood?

 

the upper limits problem (ULP) = a natural human tendency, given the thousands of years of accustoming ourselves to notice the next threat quickly and to expect things to go wrong, to limit the experience of feeling blissful joy. ULP is also about not allowing yourself to expand your capacity to give and receive positive energy because you don’t know how and haven’t seen effective examples of people enjoying long periods of things going well. To give you an example, much like a thermostat has a setting that prevents the temperature from rising too high, we have upper limits that we’ve learned unconsciously that prevent us from being too happy, too in-love, too comfortable, etc. When we get close to reaching our upper limits, we do something (project our feelings, start an argument, take a victim position) that brings the relationship down to a more familiar level. – as defined by Katie & Gay Hendricks, the authors of Conscious Loving

 

[35:48]  How did Mirelle develop her remarkable capacity for delight?

[38:26]

Lila:  I love hearing about your delight in this way because then it doesn’t seem like magic that only you possess, but it seems like the seeds that you watered. This is what you cultivated. Everybody has the capacity for delight. Even the most curmudgeonly person at some point had capacity for delight and maybe they didn’t water it. But you do.

[42:22]  What Mirelle learned about sex and relationships while growing up in a Catholic household.

[44:05]  The drawings that got little Mirelle in big trouble!

[46:25]  How Mirelle’s parents related to her first boyfriend.

[48:13]  How did sex evolve in Mirelle’s life from secret to sacred?

[50:59]  The positive impact that religion has had on Mirelle’s life.

[52:10]  Lila’s favorite monologue, from the John Patrick Shanley play the dreamer examines his pillow

DONNA. Alright. [a long pause] Tommy an me … When he loves me. In bed. When he puts his arms around me, and I can feel his skin, his heart beating, his breath, and I smell him, it’s like Africa. It’s like, I get scared because all of my guts shake … Sometimes I press my hands against myself because I think things are coming loose inside. He just touches me, starts to barely touch me, and I’m so frightened because it’s so much, it’s so hot, it’s so close to losing my mind. It’s beyond pleasure. It’s … he takes me over. Like there’s a storm, I get caught in this storm with electricity and rain and noise and I’m blind I’m blind. I’m seeing things, but just wild, wild shapes flying by like white flyin rain and black shapes. I feel I feel this this rising thing like a yell a flame. My hair I can feel my hair like slowly going up on its toes on my skull my skull. Everything goes up through me from my belly and legs and feet to my head and all these tears come out but it can’t get out that way, so it goes down against my throat swells an through down to where it can get out GET OUT GET OUT. But it doesn’t go out, so I, I EXPAND. Like to an ocean. To hold the size of it. An then it’s maybe something you could speak of as pleasure, since then somehow I can hold it. I’m this ocean with a thousand moons and comets reflecting in me. And then I come back. Slowly. Slowly. From such a long way. And such a different size. And I’m wet. My body my hair. The bed is just soaked, torn up and soaked. There ain’t a muscle left in me. I’m all eyes. My eyes are the size of like two black pools of water in the middle of an endless night. And Tommy’s there. And he did it to me. He took me completely. I wasn’t me anymore. I was just a blast a light out in the stars. What could be better than that? What could be better? It’s like gettin to die, an get past death, to get to the universe, an then come back. In the world where we talk and fight and he fucks me over, it all just seems so unimportant after that. I don’t understand how he can do that for me an then turn around an be such a, well, smaller. It is a small world this world, in comparison to where we go in bed. And I guess we gotta be smaller in it.

[52:23]  How Mirelle met Sweet Chelsea Morning Days and got introduced to poly and play.

[57:40]  The revelation Lila had about her sex and love beliefs at the Smarter Sex Project: Sex ID workshop.

[1:03:11]  Lila asks Mirelle, “Do you really think that one person can’t possibly add to all the facets of you?”

[1:04:22]  Will Mirelle be polyamorous for the rest of her life?

[1:04:21]  Who Mirelle won’t date.

[1:06:37]  “Identifying as polyamorous is a place where I can grow incredibly, exponentially, and with every person I meet, I grow a little bit more.” – Mirelle

[1:07:33]  What Lila thinks about the “playing with others” along with her partner.

[1:08:50]  Does Mirelle feel jealousy?

[1:13:49]

Lila:  Intellectually I understand that you can lose your partner, and you can lose your partner’s love regardless of whether you’re polyamorous or not — so many people cheat, so many people leave their partners in monogamous relationships, so many people lie or squelch attractions to other people, and it certainly doesn’t protect you from loss and I know that.

[1:14:22]  Lila’s go-to fantasies.

[1:14:53]  Are there different kinds of fantasies?

[1:15:23]  Mirelle on risk.

[1:16:07]  Esther Perel’s equation for excitement. Excitement = Desire + Obstacle [note: Lila misattributed and slightly altered the quote, here. The original erotic equation, as written by psychotherapist Jack Morin, appears as “Attraction + obstacle = excitement.”]

[1:18:01]  “Almost all of my friendships are romantic in some way.” – Mirelle

[1:19:36]  Mirelle recommends the video In Praise of Short-Term Love [she remembers it as “In Celebration of Short-Term Relationships”] as one of the most educational inspirations for her lifestyle.

[1:20:00] What is the delight of meeting a comet?

 

comet(s) (noun) = a person, usually a lover, who enters our life quickly, brightens it in a flash, and then just as quickly, disappears — perhaps to be seen/enjoyed again at a later date, but also, perhaps not.

 

[1:21:17]  Lila’s fears about her partner and his novelty-drive.

[1:25:43]  Struggling with “enoughness.”

[1:26:52]  Mirelle muses on what draws her lovers back to her.

[1:30:17]  The difference between Lila’s intellectual understanding and emotional understanding of safety. “And I know, again, intellectually, that nothing is ever safe. Nothing is ever safe. Our planet could end, our — anyone could die at any moment, intellectually I understand. Everything is constantly shifting. No relationship is ever static. The way you feel about someone fluctuates from day to day even when you love them. And I still feel so scared.” – Lila

[1:31:00]  Mirelle’s suggestion to Lila.

[1:32:00]  The Japanese pottery, kintsugi, in which cracks are beautified and celebrated by filling them with gold.

[1:32:34]  Is monogamy or polyamory a better choice?

[1:34:44]  Would Mirelle be a poly sherpa or a playful sherpa?

[1:35:31]  How would Mirelle design her ideal relationship structure?

[1:37:40]  Mirelle tells Lila a story (about a comet).

 


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1. feed your delight: horizontal with a polyamorous woman

Come lie down with us! Welcome to the very first episode of horizontal with lila. Horizontal is the podcast of intimate conversations about sex, love, and relationships that’s entirely recorded while lying down. I invite you to eavesdrop on stories that might seem almost too personal for you to hear, which is, of course, exactly why I want you to hear them.

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My new friend @latonya.sunshine78 , a visual artis My new friend @latonya.sunshine78 , a visual artist and educator whose work I *deeply* admire, gave an Artist’s Talk on Friday at the conclusion of her @floridarama.art exhibition, and I got the chance to see it, and hear her speak passionately, eloquently, humorously, lovingly, about her art and the process of making these large-scale mixed media collage works that, for lack of a better art-world term, I personally think of as Very Mixed Media.

If you swipe through to the last slide, you will see the very first time I caught glimpse of her work, long before I know who the artist was, weeks before the exhibition opening, when it had likely just been hung up, and I brought @mrghyseye to experience the immersive exhibit at FloridaRAMA and we both fell in love with the respective pieces behind us. We thought we matched the pieces so well, in both vibe & style, that we had best selfie with them!

And since I follow FloridaRAMA so closely here on IG, when I saw that the official exhibition opening was happening, I made it my business to get there, on my @radpowerbikes @stpeteradpowerbikes ebike, in my ball gown skirt. I brought two Toastmasters friends, Lena & Steve, along.

You can see from the second photo that I was so moved by Latonya’s work and beautiful energy, that I spontaneously Kissed Her Hands (!!!) Later I was a tid bit embarrassed, like ‘really Lila? She does not know you!’

But she does now. And I can tell you that Latonya is a source of unending inspiration, just by being who she is, and working the way she works.

I was deeply moved by the way she weaves objects, and memory, into a visual tapestry, and the way she listens to the objects until they Tell her how they want to be incorporated, so moved, in fact, that I brought her something back from my father’s funeral, and from his dilapidated house. I will be honored if those memories make their way into a tapestry of hers.

Recently I heard this quote. (Do you know who said it?) 

“Use your suffering. Don’t waste it.

I promise I will use it. I promise not to waste it. It will make its way into all of my art, of every medium. And maybe, it will make its way into the art of others, as well.

❤️‍🩹
I’m recovering from a speech heartbreak. I gave I’m recovering from a speech heartbreak. I gave the most beautiful speech of my life last week. It was about my parents, my father’s sudden death, my love, the love of my life. And it is gone because I forgot to turn on my microphone! 

It’s not completely gone. I did find an app transcription service that can read lips. So I have the transcript, but I am devastated to not have the video as I thought it was going to be something I would send to the @ted curators to follow up on my finalist win in 2021. I was going to send it to X, Y, Z… ( And @imranamed )

And the ephemerality of this is really with me. Sometimes creativity, even visionary creativity is a mandala. 

If you’ve ever seen the monks with the sand, pouring a mandala, they put such meticulous precision, such effort, such focus into it. And when they are finished, they gaze upon it… and they sweep it away. Somebody said that my speech last week was a mandala, and I was like, “Yes! I know!” 

Many people have said, “If you can do it once, you can do it again. And I know that this is true. 

As a person who has been creative my entire life, I know that this is true.

{To WATCH the whole speech or READ the full transcript, go to: 

horizontalwithlila dot substack dot com

Or click the link in my bio, bb}

And then go out and make some art.
“Fashion” I think I’m gonna need to add a B “Fashion”

I think I’m gonna need to add a Bowie album or two to my burgeoning collection… 

Which ones are your favorite? Let a girl know in the comments.

Art by @mollymcclureart 
Leggings by @l.o.m_design 
Vampira lipstick by @thekatvond 
Sneaks by @adidas 
Photo by @samia.mounts
Here’s how it starts: Dear Young Man I Dated in Here’s how it starts:

Dear Young Man I Dated in 2016,

I have something very important to say to you, and it isn’t ‘I told you so.’

It is this:

Politics are about people and the planet.

Every single political issue is about people, or the planet. 

Politics do not equal some ideological, intangible thing. “Politics” are real things with real consequences to real people. Probably people that you know. Probably people that you love.

When you say, “I’m not political,” what I hear is, “I do not actually care about people other than (a handful of) the ones I know personally.”

To read the whole letter, tap my Substack link in bio.
Brought my mom to @floridarama.art for the first t Brought my mom to @floridarama.art for the first time so she could experience something different than the view from her couch, and she “didn’t like it”? It was “esquisito”?

#okboomer 

BeforeI went up to NY for the funeral, I did wind up telling her that my father died. I was worried she would be devastated and she would develop what they call “increased mental state,” but that wasn’t the case. Mostly she was just sad for me. 

I’m not sure if she now remembers that it happened.

To be honest, sometimes I don’t exactly remember that it happened. I have his wedding ring and his glasses and the prayer card on my nightstand but still it’s sometimes unreal.

I don’t want to bring it up all the time, but I do like having physical reminders. 

And though I don’t want to wear all black all the time for months on end to show that I’m in mourning, it feels good to put on my morning armband… even, and maybe especially, because it’s just a little bit too tight. So I really know it’s there.

Because the grief is always there even when I’ve forgotten about it.

So is joy.

Hold your people close and tell them, 
if you love them, 
tell them.

#mourning #arttherapy #floridarama
A poem of grief and wonder-ing that I wrote years A poem of grief and wonder-ing that I wrote years ago, and could have written yesterday.

You can read the whole piece on my Substack (with proper syntax). 

Substack is where I put my tenderest thoughts and deepest writing. If you want to, you can become my patron there. This would move me very much.

Link in my bio.

#grief #griefislove
Went to my father’s funeral, but couldn’t wear Went to my father’s funeral, but couldn’t wear black *all* weekend.

Dreamy roses are red @selkie tournure skirt giving me life. Fascinator by @babeyond_official
Are you a member of the Dead Dads Club? Only two Are you a member of the Dead Dads Club?

Only two criteria for membership!

Any Dad will do. Stepdads, Granddads, Poor Dads, Rich Dads, Fun Dads, Un-Dads.

But for real.

I thought for sure my Mom would go first. I mean, I moved to Florida because she has dementia and she is dying.

“Plot twist,” somebody said.

That’s funny.

I actually mean that. I’m just too tired to laugh today. It takes too many muscles.

My mom is in an assisted living facility, on Hospice Care, can no longer stand up from a seated position on her own, and is worried about the stuffed cats we gave her possibly being dead because they ‘have a soul and they used to meow and now they stopped.’

The staff has been putting down food and water for them and every time I drop by the stuffed cats — and the food — are in a different place in the apartment. So that’s good. They’re still alive, you know. And the facility is still keeping her. Alive, you know. And putting down real food for her stuffed cats.

“What’s the harm?” they said. 

No harm, I say. She wasn’t going to eat that, anyway.

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#deaddadsclub #deaddad #grieving #sickmom
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Earrings @artpoolgallery 
Top @forloveandlemons 
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I never wanted a child. So the universe gave me I never wanted a child. 

So the universe gave me an 84 year-old one. 

We are the playthings of the gods.

I have cleaned up her urine. I have cleaned up her shit. I have changed her soiled diaper. I have used a q-tip to put medicine in tender places that I never wished to see, because there was no one else to do it.

What’s that they call it in the Bible? Smiting? God smote him? Smited him? Smit him? In my bitterer moments, it does feel as though I’ve been smote. In my better moments, it’s simply the part of my story where Timon & Pumbaa sing the “CIRRRRCLE of LIIIIIIFE.”

{You can read the rest of the essay on my Substack. Link in my bio. Thank you for being a witness.}
I’ve just learned that today is International Me I’ve just learned that today is International Mermaid Day!

Thanks @jujubumble 

📸 @wildartistryphotography 
💄 @mrghyseye 
✨ Me
📖 Gift from @kristianndances 

#internationalmermaidday
My Mom is dying. Fasc!sm is on the rise. A small g My Mom is dying. Fasc!sm is on the rise. A small group of evil corporate overlords is trying to Handmaid’s Tale us. My brilliant, funny friend @synchlayer died of bladder cancer at age 49.

I’m out here buying pretty things on the internet. 

I have no regerts.

This will be an essay mostly in photos. I am very, very tired. 

February was: 

setting up temporary-house in FL

gathering 95% of my possessions from 4 places in NY (thanks Kenneth, Deniz, Marghe, Owen!) and two places in Los Angeles (Thanks Adam M. & Samia!) 

driving a 12-foot box truck from NY to Baltimore to Savannah to FL (mostly with Jon! thanks Jon!)

shortly thereafter, flying to L.A. and, while packing up, the remaining 17% of my possessions, managing to see as many people I love as humanly possible (for someone who is slightly manic and rather time-optimistic) — which is, honestly, rather a lot of people, if I do pat myself on the back… myself— and then rushing back to St. Pete (thank you friend for flying me home; you know who you are) because mom went into the hospital again…

FOR THE REST OF THE ESSAY, TAP THE SUBSTACK LINK IN MY BIO, bb. 💋 💋
Proud to Protest today.
Falling more in 🩷🧡💛🩵💙 with St. Pete!

Happy International Women’s Day. 

May each of us born to a woman, 
raised by a woman, 
nurtured by a woman, &
 f*cked by a woman 

CHOOSE to SHOW WOMEN the RESPECT and CARE that we deserve.

#internationalwomensday2025 #stpete #resist
“What a year January has been. 

My dear friend’s sister died by su!c!de. My dear friend lost his home in Altadena and had to evacuate the fire with his family, including his 92 year-old grandmother. My dear friend is dying of cancer in New York. (In his 40s.) The br*ligarchy rears, fasc!sm festers, and every tr@ns person, woman, and human with even mildly uncertain imm!gration status in the United States is, rightly, terrified. 

Here in Florida, my mom fell on her face right in front of me at church last week, on the threshold of the ladies room (busting her upper lip) and had to go to the E.R. where her CAT scan and her hand xrays came back negative but it turns out she has…..”

You can read the whole piece on my Substack- link in my bio!
In March, 2019, my friend @stevenmdean (remember h In March, 2019, my friend @stevenmdean (remember him from horizontal with lila episodes 82. 200 dating profiles, & 83. you do not have voting rights in this startup relationship?) teamed up with an experience designer to create an event they dubbed The Love Immersive, a “10-hour exploratorium-style foray into the 5 love languages.”

In Steve’s words: 

“I teamed up to architect a choose-your-own-adventure interactive journey through the languages of love. 
Spanning every floor of a sprawling 6-story arthouse in the heart of New York City, and co-produced by the creative arts group Moontribe, Love Immersive attracted over 450 attendees who came to explore love through the nuanced dimensions of touch, words, service, quality time, gifts, and more. 

We invited over 50 volunteers and practitioners of different love languages to showcase their creative capabilities in an evening of self-discovery, secret missions, hidden rooms, wandering wizards, art installations, and live music.“

I was one of the 50. 
They gave me a closet. 
A closet.
This is not lost on me.

That was all the space they had left, apparently. And I was determined to make good use of it. I turned it into a cozy nesting pod with blankets and pillows and two sets of listening devices, and I recorded this 11-minute meditation for anyone who stopped in, so that they could take a break from the glorious menagerie for a few minutes. And reset.

In the closet.

#immersiveexperience 

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Busy? Low on bandwidth? No time to read the whole Busy? Low on bandwidth? No time to read the whole piece?

TL,DR: Don’t ask. OFFER.

Don’t ask. Offer.

Honestly though, the whole piece is worth reading, and, of you’re grieving, sharing with those who ask you if there’s ‘anything’ they can do.

Link to my Substack in my bio.

I love you.
I grieve with you.
I love you.
Think of this as a candy conversation heart that s Think of this as a candy conversation heart that says “READ ME”.

“Annie Lalla, the love coach I would trust with my love life, who explains the unexplainable in ways that break open my head and my heart, once told me of smuggling love. Some people do not demonstrate love in ways that we at first recognize as love. She spoke of becoming a Detective on the Case of Love, noticing where a partner might be smuggling morsels of it. Refilling your water glass while you’re busy writing, perhaps. Going out to the car early to defrost it before you get in. Things like that, and things far less legible.

When I first courted her for a couple of episodes of horizontal with lila, I asked, “How do I smuggle love?” She replied immediately that I don’t seem to smuggle at all; I just come right out with it. Make like confetti. Festoon a person. She said loads of people are more reserved than I am because they believe compliments, effusiveness, and praise, once offered, lower their social status. She said I don’t care much about that, because it’s more important to me to let the person know.

Let the people know.

We are all going to die. And it seems like most of the time, it will be a surprise when. What does status matter, really? Really really.

The fact that I will express my love with a freeness is a thing I love about myself even when I don’t love myself.

So sure, I don’t need a holiday to express my love — which is one of the main annoyances I hear bandied about near February 14th — “I don’t need a holiday to tell me to tell my wife I love her!”

Okay. But setting aside a day for a thing can certainly help, right?

Atonement.

Independence.

Rights.

Holocaust remembrance.

If anything, Valentine’s offers us that cultural pause in the middle of an unfavorite month, a will-we-make-it-through-the-winter, hope-our-stores-last, do-we-have-enough firewood, dear-God-don’t-let-me-freeze-to-death month that says, in candy-colored suspended animation:

Think about love, will you?

What kind do you have?

What kind do you want?

And:

Now what do you want to do about that, sweetheart?”

Read the whole piece on my Substack, darling. Link in my bio.

P.S. I love you.
Read this if you love me: “february, the month Read this if you love me: 

“february, the month you’re supposed to be in love”

https://open.substack.com/pub/horizontalwithlila/p/february-the-month-youre-supposed?r=m6nsi&utm_medium=ios
“This has been a terrible no good very bad super “This has been a terrible no good very bad super sucky year. For moi. (You too?) 

Would not recommend. 
Would not wish on anyone.

Back in Florida. Mother descending into dementia and decrepitude. 

Don’t want to do the things. I am the only person to do the things.

Almost the entirety of 2024 has been an adulting montage. Or rather, for accuracy’s sake, the first three-quarters of the year was a months-long ordeal which Joseph Campbell of The Hero’s Journey might dub the REFUSAL OF THE CALL.

I am firmly in the montage now, though, for sure. How long will it last? Who knows. Montages are interminable for the person living them. That’s why we speed them up in the movies.

So I juuuust entered the montage 2 months ago. Basically when I got out of bed. There was a lot of bed. See: Refusal of the Call.

This is sort of a MVE, a Minimum Viable Essay. I haven’t written in 10 months. A list is the first thing I’ve mustered, and I’m very glad I’ve mustered it because it means I’m back. English is so confusing, isn’t it? Mustered. Mustard. Tomato. Tomato.

Anyhoodle! Without further ado, I present you with an exhaustive yet incomplete list of Things I Learned (in 2024) that I Really Never Wanted to Learn and Didn’t Really Want to Know:

[Go to the Substack link in bio to read about the 24 things!]
Tara sat in front of me in the studio space and c Tara sat in front of me in the studio space and coached me to empty my lungs completely. She did it, then I did it, more slowly, yoga-style. Then she guided me to take in a long, slow breath, fill my lungs, stretch my arms out wide and hold my breath, then swallow. Swallow while holding my breath. It felt bad somehow. But I reminded myself that I decided to do this now, with her, because I trust her. I looked into her blue eyes and copied her. I swallowed my empty breath.

And then, she said, while your arms are stretched out, you can lean back slowly and lie down.

He knelt in front of me and packed the pipe.

What do I need to know? I asked. He seemed very experienced.
Let go, he said. Let go let go let go. If you’re called to take this medicine at this time, trust that your body will get what it needs. Don’t try to rationalize it. Let go let go let go.

Let go.

Trust.

My body will get what it needs.

Don’t try to rationalize it. Let go.

I took a big breath in and a big sigh out. Let go, huh? I will try.

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