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31. the skull story: horizontal with a polymath

in episodes on 20/04/18

This is my dear friend Matthew Stillman in 2010. [note: skull in background. I COMPLETELY did not notice it when I took the shot!]


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Matthew:  I’ve sat with … probably about 4,000 people, total … over the years. Talking about personal and professional things, big or small, weird or totally mundane. And not ever trying to give advice, but trying to help people look at whatever’s going on in their lives, that they want to talk about in a creative way. I’m not particularly interested in solving, although solving sometimes happens. The way I got out there, was … I was in a job, a consulting job, that I got laid off from in 2009. And at the time, I was also taking a course called Creativity and Personal Mastery and the course— the last exercise in the course that everyone had to write— anonymous love letters to everyone else in the course. And so, I got this 24-page binder … the same week that my job ended. And this was March, of 2009. Early March. I had made a film— a feature-length documentary film about the origins of poverty, and why it persists, in a world where there’s so much wealth, called The End of Poverty? (with a question mark) that had premiered at the Cannes Film Festival and had gone to their— in 2008, but was having its theatrical release in 2009, in November. So I had a job that was starting full-time in August or September, promoting the film. And because the economy had just collapsed, I knew there was no way that I was gonna get, sort of, like, a “summer gig.” … But in this notebook that I got, with these 24 love letters, all of them basically said the same thing, which was: You seemingly can help us look at any … situation, about anything at all, in really interesting, creative ways … and I never feel like you’re trying to tell us what to do. You don’t give advice; It’s really great. You should find some way of doing something with that. And that was said in different ways, but that was basically the gist, the, the thread that connected all of them. And I’d heard this sort of thing before, but I never, had heard it, when I suddenly had a big gap of time … and so I … decided to say yes to this instruction — and so I got some folding chairs, and a table, and printed a sign, and went out there on April 1st, 2009. On that first day … I had a line, of people, waiting to talk to me. I spoke with, almost 40 people that first day.

Lila:  Huh!

Matthew:  And some people paid me and some people didn’t, and all that was fine, I didn’t want there to be any barrier, on paying.

Lila:  The other sign. Give what you can or take what you need.                          Matthew:  Pay—

Matthew:  Pay what you like or take what you need.

Lila:  Mm.

Matthew:  So, that just started— people started paying, in different amounts, on that first day, and I thought, I guess I’ll do this! So just, I went out there, all the time. In 2009. Until the fall. And I sort of slowed down, and then— sort of got into a rhythm of doing that, and that was part of what I was doing with my life.



Welcome in to horizontal with lila, the podcast that makes private conversations public. We discuss intimacy of all kinds while “the opposite of vertical,” wearing cozy robes. Listener ghostheart says that horizontal, “takes you into my bed and lets your ears watch as I unzip intimate conversations.” I like this description.

Matthew & the skull, in Greece.

In the second half of our episode, I lie down with my dear friend of 11 years, Matthew Stillman.

Matthew Stillman is a genius. Matt’s friendship, ingenuity, keen interest, curiosity, sheer breadth of knowledge and depth of compassion,  as well as the ability to forge connections between seemingly unrelated subjects (which tends to illuminate exactly what you were trying to unearth in essence but perhaps didn’t have the cultural or historical vocabulary for) has changed my life. Many times over. Has made my world bigger. Many, many times over. I owe my life at the Villa (and thus, this podcast) to his curiosity and insatiable desire to share.

In 2012, Matt loaned me a series of books to read. (Sometimes I think of it as my Human Sexuality Book Club of One. My independent study.) Then he made himself available for all sorts of conversations surrounding those books. Each one vastly expanded my perceptions of what is true and possible.

First came Arousal: the secret logic of sexual fantasies. Then Sex at Dawn. Then Esther Perel’s mating in captivity.

My book club of one was not the most out-of-the-box creative approach Matthew has ever offered me in my life (that probably had something to do with “sacred rage”), but I didn’t know about those books before then, who knows if and when I would have found my way to them if it wasn’t for Matthew.

They form the beginnings of how I started to live into what feels like my purpose.

As a person who knows a bit about a few things, I had never personally known anyone who knows so much about so many things. Perhaps you are seeking a creative approach to something you’ve been thinking about. If so, get yourself over to stillmansays.com

The reason you should have a creative approach session with Matt, more than anything— more than the knowledge, more than the widsom — is his cavernous capacity for empathy. It is from a landscape, a terrain of empathy that he will draw on all the reading and all the study and all the discourse that lives within him. Without his empathy, this wouldn’t strike the chord that translates through you into action. But with his empathy, the springing forward, the impetus, the desire to shift, becomes the real gift of this work.

One corner of Matthew’s library. The presence of his books calms me.


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In the first part of my episode with Matthew, titled “my heart is broken may it never heal: horizontal with a man separated from his wife,” we talked about villagemindedness, our elders, Orphan Wisdom School, Matt’s first great love, his wife, and proceeding as if you are needed.

In this second half of my episode with Matthew, we discuss strange angels, meaning-seeking souls, ancestor work, creative approaches, holding space, monogamy, and the Cretan resistance.

Come, dear one. Come lie down with us.


Links to Things:

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Stillmansays.com, the place for many things Matthew Stillman

“You should be willing to do a 5-minute favor for anyone.” [Lila’s note: Discernment also necessary.]

Strange Angels, the dating site (no longer in existence, sadly!) in which your friends and loved ones were the people allowed to write your profile and contact others on your behalf.

Creativity & Personal Mastery, the course Matthew was taking, the final exercise of which brought his propensity for creatively framing problems without trying to solve them, clearly to his attention.

The End of Poverty? Matthew’s beautiful film.

The Improv Encyclopedia entry for Long-Form Improvisation. Matthew studied improv comedy for years. [Bonus: Here is the most astonishing improv troupe I’ve ever seen: The Improvised Shakespeare Company. (Matthew took me to see them the first time, of course.)]


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[5:37]  On the 5-minute favor.

[7:13]

Matthew:  A friend of mine owned for a short time a dating site called Strange Angels. And … the concept of it was that you couldn’t— weren’t allowed to write your own dating profile, (Lila laughs lightly) other people had to. And other— and you couldn’t contact anyone; only other people could contact people who they thought you should be in contact with, could make connections, so it was always had this inter—

Lila:  That’s wonderful.

Matthew:  —mediary. (Lila laughs) Where someone else was making the case for you, so it was like, if you weren’t getting any dates, it was your friend’s fault. (Lila laughs) But it also allowed people to be in relationships on the site, because you didn’t have to be single, yourself. You just had to advocate for people.

Lila:  Mmm. I love that.

Matthew:  It was great.

Lila:  It’s so easy to sell your friends. (laughs)

Matthew:  It’s so easy to sell your friends! They’ll speak about you in a way that you never would or could.

[8:40]  What does Matthew think about Lila’s minimal memories before the age of 12?

[9:06]

Lila:  I’ve made the choice — continually, because I think about it regularly — not to go digging around, not to— try and extract, you know, like pull out those memories, like … like Harry Potter. (chuckles) Because it seems … like if I don’t remember … there’s a deeper wisdom in my body that has me not mem— remembering.

Matthew:  (quietly) Fair enough.

Lila:  If I decided otherwise … what would you suggest I do?

Matthew:  In terms of extracting memories?

Lila:  Yeah.

Matthew:  Well… Do you know the Sufi story about tie your camel?

Lila:  I don’t think so.

Matthew:  Two Sufis were hanging out in the desert, speaking to each other about the glories of … the Kaaba, and Allah… and as the sun sets, and the moon rises, one Sufi says to the other, says, “Brother, we should go and retire to the caravan and to bed.” And the other Sufi says, “Yes! We should… Let’s tie our camels first. Before we go.” And the first Sufi says, “Brother! Do you not trust in Allah, that he will give us all that we actually need and that the camels will be here if we need them and they won’t be if we don’t?” And the other Sufi says, “Brother. I tie my camels first, and then trust in Allah.” (Lila chuckles) Which is all to say: That — and it’s not a wrong approach — that, you’re essentially taking the, the grace approach.

Lila:  Yes. (chuckles)

Matthew:  “Well, you know, I mean, if I need them, they’ll show up!”

Lila:  Or, if I can handle them—

Matthew:  If I can handle them they’ll show up.                                      Lila:  —they’ll show up. (chuckles)

Matthew:  Which is completely reasonable and not wrong. And another approach, could be: I don’t need to dig out every single one … but … I h— how about I proceed, trusting in grace, and also do a little bit of work on my end… of tying your camel.

[13:06]  Matthew suggests ancestor work.

Matthew:  You could also go another direction … and find out the stories of your grandparents, or your great-grandparents, and doing some deep— ancestor work. And come at it from the— the far end.

Lila:  (small sigh) … Find out the stories …

Matthew:  ‘Cause those are inevitably playing through your family as well. And into you.

Matthew doing his thing in Union Square.

[13:33]  How did Matthew come to sit in Union Square with a table and two folding chairs, a sign that read:

 

CREATIVE APPROACHES TO WHAT YOU’VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT

… and a jar with a sign that read, Pay What You Like or Take What You Need?

[17:43]  Lila gives Matthew her favorite compliment of him.

[18:35]

Matthew:  I’ve studied long-form improvisational comedy for a long time, so I’ve always felt comfortable putting myself in improvisational spaces, not knowing what people were going to say to me …

Lila:  Huh.

Matthew:  And be able to respond in kind and to keep it going… so that’s how I felt sort of comfortable to go out there in the first place. And, being a good listener … and not trying to s— if you’re not trying to solve things, it’s super easy! (Matthew wheezes, Lila laughs) You just listen and ask good questions.

Lila:  But you do more than that. You really do. You’re not trying to— push or influence people in any way, but you do offer suggestions and sometimes, miraculously useful suggestions.

Matthew:  Yes, that does happen. But it’s not inevitable and sometimes that’s not even required.

Lila:  Do you think it only happens because you’re not trying to— make it happen?

Matthew:  I think that certainly … helps, to be sure. More likely to— appear. But often, that’s not even what’s required. Sometimes it just needs to be held a little bit differently.

[19:39]  What is Matthew’s definition of holding space?

 

holding space (verb) = listening with attention, with only the intention to be present. With no other agenda, and being secure and firm in that. 

[Read my definition in the glossary.]
[20:49]  Does Matthew feel comfortable with monogamy?

Matthew:  I was in a monogamous relationship for 13 years. And one of the fractures in our marriage is that we didn’t have … a natural sexual connection … with each other. And so … in that space … we both were … starving. ‘Cause neither of— of us were in any way un-sexual; we just didn’t have a natural chemistry with each other. And perhaps weren’t skilled enough to… find the next way together. So … in my one, experience with being in a relationship of consequence—

 

relationship of consequence (noun) = a romantic relationship that is not casual, that matters, one that you are feeding and being fed by, and still sitting in the presence of the mystery of as well, but not trying to dodge what the relationship is trying to offer you, what you’re trying to offer it, and what it is trying to offer the world. [Matthew Stillman’s definition]

 

—monogamy was the only option that was really available for the marriage, but it was also a— an impediment… I’m in a relationship now, which is very tender and … worthy, and of— also of consequence … it’s also long-distance, although, not for long … ‘cause she’s moving to New York. But it’s— monogamous in its structure. Because of the long distance, we sort of honor that space. But— we have a, a more natural sexual connection with each other, so, I think, other, spaces might be inhabited differently, but I don’t know what they’ll be.

Listen and find out.

[22:13]  Matt tells Lila a story about: the Cretan resistance, a human skull, a myth-telling festival, and his parents.


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See that resting frown face on my mom as she slept See that resting frown face on my mom as she slept?

I’ve started to make that same face. I wake from a dream or a doze to find that I’m frowning. I touch my lips to make it stop. After a few moments, I discover that they are making the frown shape again. I can’t make it stop because I’m sleeping when I do it. I’ve started doing it when I’m not sleeping too. When I’m awake, I think it’s a cross between a grimace and a frown. A frimace? (I mean, it can’t be a grown. Or can it?)

I don’t really have that much to frown about anymore, except, I suppose, for the onslaught of fresh horrors perpetrated by the country I live in on the daily, the greed of the few and desperation of the many, the natural disasters that are frequenter and hotter and wetter and gnarlier as the earth continues its job of beginning to shake us off its back… yeah I guess there’s not much to frown about, really. 

I took Mom to FloridaRAMA because she had been complaining for months that she didn’t do anything anymore. She mentioned concerts, plays, ballets. But by the time the sun went down, she would be sundowning and wouldn’t want to go anywhere anyway. So that afternoon I decided to pick her up and take her on an outing — which was always a pain in the ass, and especially a pain in the ass to do solo. It involved going to her room and making sure she was dressed, convincing her to get dressed if she wasn’t, which was a laborious process, insisting that we needed to take the wheelchair which of course we did because she was falling all the time and brachiating (holding onto walls and less sturdy things like chairs, tables — at least, some nurse told me that this is what it’s called but the internet seems to only relate it to apes swinging from their arms to get from place to place) […]

Continued on horizontalwithlila dot substack dot com (the link is in my bio)
In the bathroom of the Italian restaurant after Da In the bathroom of the Italian restaurant after Dad’s cold rainy rural upstate funeral looking like a sad British clown / Nowhere, NY / April 12th, 2025

Right after my father died, there were Anthonys and Tonys everywhere. 

Suddenly everyone was called Tony and everybody else was talking about their Dad or playing songs about death. 

* Passing a girl on the street talking to her friend, and the only words you catch are “My dad had…” 
* Walking into your favorite gluten-free café, and they’re playing the Flaming Lips song “Do You Realize?”

Do you realize / that everyone you know / someday / will die?

* Realizing that the second title for Billy Joel’s song “Movin’ Out” is “Anthony’s Song.” I never truly registered this until I was trying to write one morning in a blessed cacao shop (yes, for real) and I paused to listen to the opener:

Anthony works in the grocery store
Savin’ his pennies for someday

* Ordering fries from the surfer guy at the beach shack on my pilgrimage to the ocean, when his co-worker shouts, “Hey Anthony!”

If you put this stuff in your feature film script, your screenwriting teacher would tell you it’s too pat, too predictable, “don’t put a hat on a hat.” (The Writer!)

It’s like that old quarters experiment on attention… you start looking for quarters on the ground, and suddenly, you see them everywhere.

The drugstores full of Father’s Day crap. Marketing emails about “Dads and grads.” Only one company sent an email that said, Hey, we know that Father’s Day time is tough for some people, so click this to opt out of all Father’s Day related emails.

Click. CLICK!

I wish I could click that link for the universe. No father stuff, please. No Dad shit. But there were quarters everywhere, of course, because the back of my mind was attuned to all things Dad.

{You can read the rest of the essay on Substack. Link in my bio, bb.}
Love Letter to New York, whom I miss so much 1. S Love Letter to New York, whom I miss so much

1. Straight out of a fitting for “The Deuce”?

2. Free Friday at @whitneymuseum 

3. Basquiat makes me feel like home

4. Madison Square Park photo op (irresistible)

5. Candid

6. Got to see the lovely @josescaro & @benbecherny ply their craft at @bricktheater 

7. Charming marquee!

8. Closing night vibes (not pictured: the succulent plant I brought in lieu of flowersof)

9. Chuck Close in the subway!

10. More subway Chuck Close!

11. Man Ray retrospective at the Met

12. Love a good silhouette

13. A rare VERTICAL bathroom portrait in one of the finest bathrooms of them all, at the lovely New Mexican food joint with the rainbow cookies Of My Dreams, @ursula_brooklyn 

14. My man is a photographer too. 🤩

15. Cannot. Resist. Photo Booth.
I wrote a list in 2020 titled “How to love me wh I wrote a list in 2020 titled “How to love me when I’m ... depressed”... and in this essay, I encourage you to write your own version (How to love me when I’m... anxious, How to love me when I’m... burned out, How to love me when I’m... in despair)...

And if you write one, how I would love to read it. (Or even learn about one of the items on your list, here in the comments).

Here’s an excerpt:

 “One of the characteristics of my depression (and most of my other tizzies, such as but not limited to anxiety, severe procrastination, adulting paralysis, etc.) is that while I’m in it I have no idea what — if anything — will help me get out of it.

It’s more like I DON’T WANT TO BE HERE BUT I DON’T KNOW HOW TO GET OUT SO I’LL JUST HIDE UNDER THE COVERS UNTIL I WANT TO DO SOMETHING AGAIN CALL ME IN 6 MONTHS.

Ergo, therefore, if I’m in a state, and you ask me what I need, or what you can do, I may or may not have the wherewithal to tell you. Emphasis on the not. I may not even have the wherewithal to know.

And if I don’t know, how can I tell you?

I can’tdon’t, then.

If I’m not in a state I probably have plenty of things I could say but that’s when I don’t need the help so badly. (A lá it’s not the worst while you can still say the worst.)

As I mentioned in the subtitle: You don’t come with an operator’s manual. Your model came out of the fleshbox with zero instructions. And since no one possesses your operator’s manual, no matter how much they love you, you are going to be the supreme author, the expert on you, since you’ve been studying you your whole life. Please for the love of Pete & Ashleigh, do your people the great good turn of writing them some instructions. Triage options, if you will. Trust me when I say that they (nearly all of them) need it.

If you write it for them, they will have it when you need it.

This little list could, quite without exaggeration, save your life.”

The link to the whole essay is in my bio. (Join me on Substack darling!)

#substack #substackwriter #depressionandanxiety #communityiseverything
Love Letter to St. Pete @stpetefl Where we met, Love Letter to St. Pete @stpetefl 

Where we met, where we re-met ❤️‍🔥

1. An afternoon at @grandcentralbrewhouse with my handsome gentleman in @warbyparker 

2. Bb’s first @nineinchnails concert (okay, technically in Tampa) in @selkie & @viveylife . It was stellar. Trent sounds just like he used to and the projections were gorgeous!

3. Matching denim jumpsuits ( but his is a @onepiece )

4. The finest pizza in all the land (even with my dietary restrictions!) from @noblecrust (OMNOMNOMNOM)

5. He even makes doctor’s appointments fun.

6. I love matching him sooooo muchmuch. 

7. Just us and a zebra, nbd.

8. Theme Park joy

9. At the art show @wadastpete that my gentleman curated for his students. 🪐☄️🛸👽🚀✨
When I was a kid, I used to read myself to sleep. When I was a kid, I used to read myself to sleep. 

Actually, I don’t know when I stopped.

I read myself to sleep in my childhood bedroom, with a flashlight under the covers of a trundle bed (drawers filled to the brim with dress-up clothes) when my mom said it was too late to be awake. I checked out 25 books from the Freeport library at a time, filling the trunk of my parent’s car, and devoured them in weeks, partly from my perch in the flowering dogwood tree in our backyard (were the blooms ivory? or cherry blossom pink?), partly while curled up on an orange-and-yellow-ticked seat cushion I dragged down to the crawlspace in the basement — my “secret hiding spot,” which was neither secret nor hidden and so can only be termed a spot, armed with Oreos and flashlight, and the remainder under the covers before bed.

I suspect I knew more words then than I know now. There are still words like “vehement” that I’m only about 70% sure I know how to pronounce. I learned them in context. I can spell them. I can use them in a sentence! But am I saying them correctly? 

Unsure.

I read myself to sleep in high school, even though I had to get up unconscionably early to get bussed in to my magnet program — Pinellas County Center for the Arts — 35 minutes away from our sad little apartment. Like a magnet, @pcca_gibbs PCCA grabbed young artists from the whole county.

I had a major in high school, which is more usual now, from what I hear, but wasn’t so usual then, and what I majored in was called Performance Theatre (as opposed to Musical Theatre, the love of my life I never thought I was good enough for). 

I really wanted to go to the Fame school in New York — LaGuardia — but when I was 12 my Mom divorced my Dad and forced me to move to Flah-rida. So I went to PCCA instead. (To be honest, she probably wouldn’t have let me commute into the city to go to Fame even if we had stayed on Long Island.) 

Read the whole essay (link to Substack in my bio)!

#booknerdlife #readingforpleasure #readingrainbow
My man and I got our nerd on at @nerdnitestpete ! My man and I got our nerd on at @nerdnitestpete ! 

We had the opportunity to support my lovely, engaging, and compassionate Happiness Ambassador friend Adam Peters aka @mindmaprenovations as he changed some lives by teaching us how to begin developing a preference for positivity. I’ve seen him give this presentation a few times before, and this was the best one yet — and to the biggest crowd, over 300 human nerds!

I love us.

I consider it my sacred duty to paparazzi my friends when they do marvelous things, as I hope to have done unto me!

P.S. Applied to give a Nerd Nite presentation myself … fingers crossed bb’s! 

1. My gentleman is so handsome. (Also, I got this stellar skirt in excellent condition from my favorite thrift store with a cause @casapinellas !)

2. Toasties supporting Toasties! @dtsptoastmasters members: me, Steve Diasio, Dawn Cecil (two-time Nerd Nite Speaker alumni!), & Rick! (Not pictured here — but later in the carousel) Christian Carrasco.

3. Fit check baybeeee.

4. Caryn, Nerd Nite boss extraordinaire, introducing the evening.

5. Caryn introducing my friend Adam (did I yell “THAT’S MY FRIEND!” at the end? WHY YES I DID.)

6-10. Adam rocking the casbah.

11. Fellow Toastmaster Christian.

12. I love mein mann!

#nerdnite #nerdnitestpete
A woman approached me. We collaborated once, a yea A woman approached me. We collaborated once, a year prior, I think. Time is weird. She reached out both her hands.

“What a beautiful mourner you are,” she said.

I took her hands.

I think I said thank you.

She was referring, I suppose, to the gloves, the dress, the shoes, the lipstick, the earrings. 

But what does it mean, to be a beautiful mourner? 
What does it mean to mourn beautifully? 
To have good grief?

“My dad dropped dead,” I said, to get myself used to the shock of it. 

“My mother is dying,” I said, to reconcile myself to the fact of it. 

I don’t wear mascara anymore, because I cry every day.

People hugged me in airports, at rental car counters, in line for a sandwich. They hugged me in the TSA line. At the chiropractor. The grocery store. My father dropped dead, I told them. My mother is dying. I told them and they hugged me. I was glad I did. I was glad they did.

Sometimes, when people were truly asking, if I had the time, and I had the spoons, I repeated my litany of 2025. So they’d understand: it has been this kind of year. It seems that everyone has this kind of year at some point, or, devastatingly, at several points in a life — a maelstrom, a dervish, a crucible, a nexus, a whammy, a time — an Alexander’s-no-good-very-bad-terrible kind of year. 

There were so many months in February. So many years in April. So many decades in the first half of 2025. I didn’t want to become an adult, but 2024 made me, and 2025 sealed the deal. 

It’s amazing I managed to get this far without growing up.

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#substackwriters #goodgrief
Love in La La Land 1. “So this is where they ke Love in La La Land

1. “So this is where they keep the LIGHT!” -SATC … At our first @lacma member preview, enjoying the majestically empty Geffen galleries before the permanent collections moves in.

2. Urban Light, and me (installation by Chris Burden)

3. A historic view at LACMA, never again to be seen!

4 - 13. Art, mostly part of the Digital Witness exhibit

14. Love at the @gettymuseum 

15. Queer exhibits! 

16. Sunset at the Getty with my love

#museumnerd #lacma #lacmamember #digitalwellness #thegetty #loveinlalaland
For you, when you need it, and for the people in y For you, when you need it, and for the people in your life, when they need it.

Here’s an excerpt from the essay:

[To read the whole thing, follow the link in my bio to my Substack (and subscribe there, darling)!]

My chiropractor called me out a few weeks back. 
He said, with his characteristic smile (he has nice little teeth), “I read your essay.”

“You did? Thank you for reading,” I began, genuinely surprised and moved.

“But I still don’t know what to say!” he admonished. “You only told us what not to say!” 

Then he gave me an enormous cashmere-scented candle in a plastic bag. 

This was not apropos of nothing. I mentioned that scent in the essay. 

That giant cashmere candle, so big it has not one but FOUR wicks, means something. And then he had to go and ruin it. (jk, jk, Dr. Brian!)

“Hang in there,” he said, at the end of our session.

I cringed a liddle. (That’s not a little, not a lot, it’s right in the middle, a liddle.)

But you see, he was completely right! I told him I’d give him a list! I hadn’t given him a list! So I began compiling. Every time someone said a thing that made me wince, it went on the list, which lead to Part 1: What NOT to say when someone dies.

Each time someone said a thing that felt like love, made me farklempt, I took a screenshot, and it went on the list. 

This is the farklempt list.

As I wrote in “what NOT to say,” the useful things people say are fairly varied (and tailored to the griever), while the un-useful things tend to be generic variations on a tired theme.
“what TO say” will be a living document, updated whenever I have something useful, or supremely un-useful, to add. Here we go.
Love in Louisville. 1. Photo credit to my love, Love in Louisville.

1.  Photo credit to my love, Zachary

2.  Selfie with Street Art by the windy, windy river

3.  Horsies! Street Art! (Do you know how much I love murals?!)

4.  Looking like an award-winning art teacher at the art teacher conference (ahem, he is the award-winning art teacher!), wearing a @riskgalleryboutique necklace & big fcking bow!)

5.  A Wizard interlude! What a delight to witness my friend @personisawake absolutely Rock @cm_louisville & inspire a roomful of humans

6.  When your love matches the art. 🖼️ *chef’s kiss*

7 & 8. Major interior design maxi inspo for my ADU reno from @21clouisville by @fallen_fruit 🌺🌷🌸🌻🌼💐🪷

9.  The crayon shirt, bow, and soft rainbow chiclet necklace style brought to you by my inner 6-year old!

#ilovelouisville #wizardry #creativemornings #21clouisville #21c
The video clip of me in the yellow dress and anthr The video clip of me in the yellow dress and anthropology-professor blazer is an excerpt from second iteration of my talk, “The Intimacy Equation,” which I first gave as part of the @bof VOICES conference, outside London in 2021. 

This rendition had a test-drive at my Toastmasters meeting last week. Imperfect, unrehearsed, delivered from bullet points with a slim little notebook in my hand… and yet, I have shared it with my paid subscribers over on Substack (link in bio) because I want to be a person who shares process, not just product.

(This is a bit of a coup for my recovering inner perfectionist, and I have to say, I’m a wee bit proud.)

I kept my fancy equation. 

But now I have a simple one, too. 

#toastmasters #publicspeaking #intimacycoach
More Chiro Office Portraits: 1. NY vibes in the 6 More Chiro Office Portraits:

1. NY vibes in the 6th borough

2. Googly eyes in @selkie 

3. Bossbitch even when she doesn’t get the grant

4. Started practicing yoga again did I tell you?

5. Big mad (but not at that yellow two-piece thrift score from @casapinellas !)

6. Sporty Spice (obsessed with that @tottobrand bag)

7. Grumpy girl, big bow

8. Resort style bb!

9. Sad girl lemonade

10. @selkie ballerina

11. Bridgerton on a no-makeup day (also @selkie )

12. The day I picked up my mother’s ashes (still haven’t opened them)

13. @temperleylondon & mourning
A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Funeral ( A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Funeral (excerpt)

It was the night before Craig’s memorial, and I had an audition due. 

It was a feature film audition, due at 11am Pacific / 2pm Eastern. This happened to be squarely during the memorial. I was playing an elementary school teacher, and so when I packed in a whirl for New York, I grabbed my crayon shirt and a giant hair bow and figured surely I’d be able to wangle a human into helping me with my self-tape. New York is my hometown! So many potential wangles! Right?

Two nights prior, out with my friend @kristianndances , no stranger to auditions herself, I had an invitation to her Brooklyn apartment to get’er’done, but, you see, I didn’t have the shirt with me. And friend, if you pack your crayon shirt to audition for Miss Kelly the elementary school teacher then frankly, no other shirt will do.

Since I was staying with another friend, I asked him to help me, but he wasn’t available until the morning. 

The morning of the memorial. 

{ continued on horizontalwithlila.substack.com }
Just out here looking like the Pride Statue of Lib Just out here looking like the Pride Statue of Liberty.

Remember, I promised the good people of @stpetefl that if they gave me another limited edition Pride flag, I would wear it as a dress. @stpetepride 

AND SO I HAVE.

The Pride Market at Grand Central today was full of rainbows and swag and glitter, just the way I like it.

I love us all.

And I look forward to the day when all any of us need, is love. Because we’ve got plenty of that to go around.

#stpetepride #stpetefl
POV: When your friend is one of the great young ja POV: When your friend is one of the great young jazz guitarists, but you haven’t seen him play in a decade (except for that time last month when he accompanied you to sing at your mother’s funeral). What a mensch. What a band!

#natenajar
I’m just gonna leave this here. My fave sign at I’m just gonna leave this here.

My fave sign at @blackcrowcoffeeco 

Apropos of Everything.

#stpetepride 
#transrightsarehumanrights 
#blacklivesmatter 
#notinourname
Excerpt: You can even make a difference through sm Excerpt: You can even make a difference through small acts of resistance, ones that annoy or befuddle the evildoers, like witty and nonsensical emails to awful government agencies, clowns showing up outside imm!gration hearings, giant group dances in front of vile businesses. We can find a thousand little ways to gum up the works. Bonus to you if it makes you laugh. Bonus to everyone if it makes others laugh. The Resistance doesn’t have to be stodgy. 

We, like the Dark Side, can have cookies. 
We, unlike the Dark Side, can have joy.
But we MUST PROTEST in some fashion.

When I protest, I don’t want to do so by:

- Shaming the physical appearance of the evildoer
- Slut-shaming the evildoer
- Shaming their nationality, sexuality, identity, profession
- Talking about what they smell like
- Threatening murder or castration or people’s families

I completely understand why we do this, or at least, I think I understand why we are tempted to do this. We want to bully the bully, thinking that’s the only way he’ll understand. But the truth is that he’s probably not going to understand, whether or not we stoop to the low ground. He’s not going to understand because he is likely a sociopath. 

But we’re not doing it for him. We’re not pr0testing for him. 
We are pr0testing for Ian in Iowa who is a bit messed up and kind of confused and doesn’t really get the impact that this is having on, say, WOMEN, who opens up his news app and sees thousands upon thousands of, let’s just say women, pr0testing with signs, and maybe he goes, hm, why might they be pr0testing when they could be home having pancakes? Why might that be? And maybe Ian gets a little more informed that day about the plight of, hell, let’s say, women, and maybe just maybe he starts to act a wee bit differently, and then the whole butterfly effect thing is possible.

When pr0testing evildoing in its many many oppressive forms, I want to focus on their harmful ACTIONS, and CHOICES. 

I want them to rot for being rotten.

I’m interested in dismantling their ARGUMENTS
Proving false their IDEOLOGIES
Laying bare their HYPOCRISIES
Exploiting their INCONSISTENCIES
Disproving their FALSEHOODS

Cont’d on Substack
I want to share with you something in the famous @ I want to share with you something in the famous @elizabeth_gilbert_writer speech on creativity. It’s one of the most famous @ted talks in the world, and she talks about how ideas come to people. 

The way that I, that ideas come to me, is I will get a line of something and then I will get another line, and then I get nervous because I, if I get a third line, I might be okay, but the fourth line is gonna push the first line completely out. And it’s gone. 

So I have to, I have to get my, to my paper. I have to get to my paper and I have to write it down or, or, or whatever it is, my notes app in my phone, anything. I have to get it down or I’ll lose it. 

She talks about @tomwaits the famoso musician, driving in his car and a bit of melody comes to him. And he goes, “Can’t you see I’m driving? If you wanna exist, go bother somebody else. Go bother Leonard Cohen or somebody.” 

I don’t suggest you talk to your creativity that way, because as Elizabeth Gilbert likes to say, it is like a cat and it doesn’t understand you and your face looks funny when you do that. 

[4 of 5] 

The speech is available in bits here, or in its entirety on my horizontal with lila Substack — link in my bio. Love you. Go make art.
These are a few of my notebooks from over the year These are a few of my notebooks from over the years. Here are a few more. You’re invited to flip through them. These are my (not so private anymore) ideas, thoughts, classes, poems. I have no idea what you’re looking at. I don’t even remember most of what’s in these notebooks. But they’re there, because I captured them.

Anybody have a date in theirs? There should be dates. Can you call it out? 

[people call out dates]

So this is my work! Beginning in 2009 was the, the earliest date. There is so much that comes out of a creative brain, and I know that your brain is not dissimilar. I know that you are all creative beings.

One of my favorite books on creativity, and I don’t know if it’s been mentioned tonight because sadly I missed the first part, but it is a book called “bird by bird.” 

Oh, I didn’t mention it, but I love that book. 

By Anne Lamott. Are you the only one who’s read it? Has anybody else read this book? “bird by bird” It is one of only two books on creativity I would actually recommend. Otherwise, I would recommend you just go out and make stuff. 

In this book, she says, and I have carried this quote with me because I have been this way throughout... I mean, it must be... it’s, it’s my entire remembered life, it could be as young as 5 years old, a perfectionist. She says, “Perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor. It will keep you cramped and insane your entire life.” 

The voice of the oppressor. 

I think about that all the time. I do not want to be oppressed. No! Viva la revolución! You know, I don’t want that for myself. And so I have been internally oppressing myself. Most of what you see in these books, and that’s not all of them, right? And that’s only from 2009. Most of what you’ve seen in these books has not seen the light of day. 

[3 of 5] Full “Are you an artist, tho?” video & transcript on Substack

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