i am so stronger than them.

after a few days of introspection and angst i managed today to rouse myself from the house and get some things done.

to recap: last week, the day after the post about my friends making me strong, darren received some devastating news about sentencing possibilities and passed that along to me. while i don’t want to say too much about it until we have confirmed some more things about possible new indictments, i can say it was some of the worst news since this whole thing blew in to our lives, and left me seriously incapable of dealing with the world. unfortunately i couldn’t just call in sick thursday because i had to come into the office to negotiate the resignation of an employee facing termination (the employer had let me know they would be willing to accept her resignation so she could get severance pay), and i only had 24 hours to get it done and the paperwork signed.

although i was able to keep it together through that, it seemed to me that a few days of leave might be in order and so i requested some medical leave for stress-related reasons. i’m lucky my boss supports me and knows my work is solid – she supported the request immediately. i asked for up to a week off but it seems today that i only needed friday and today, so will return to work tomorrow.

on friday night i gave the green scare talk at spartacus which went well – about 25 people attended and i managed to raise some funds for darren which helps. i mostly spoke without notes so i’m sure it rambled a little bit, but i also was able to answer a lot of questions people had about the nature of the charges etc. it’s very complicated with this many people and actions involved in a single court case – but because i know the case pretty well, i can speak pretty fluidly to the issues. i’m glad to have done it and am looking forward to more opportunities to speak on the case as things unfold.

hung out with some friends afterwards and then came home saturday morning – not feeling very social or balanced at all. ended up at a friend’s place in bonniebrook for dinner in the evening, and afterwards we went down to the beach in front of her place and built a bonfire and talked – both of which were excellent ways to spend such a clear and beautiful night. she is a new friend on the coast and a very cool person – plus she lives in a great place and likes beachfires…. i’m finally starting to have some regular friends up here.. despite my stupid schedule that has me gone half the time.

yesterday i spent being depressed and writing furious letters to farflung friends. talked to my lover online though, and that was nice. i’m pretty crushed out on him at the moment even though we don’t get to see each other too much (maybe that’s a good thing). he is turning out to be a wonderful friend also and i would have never expected that when we first hooked up last spring.

today was errands, and i cleared off the dead plants from my deck, potted some new ones and generally cleaned up out there. it’s almost spring and i need to get on the outdoor stuff (like planting my front bed) shortly. i’m staying in the city at least one night this week and have one other late night of meetings (back on the last ferry) before leaving for victoria on friday. as much as i feel rushed at the moment, i suspect being busy is helping me to get through.

bed.

“Bed… inclines one to idle & dream, caress, make love until you grow deaf to orders, insensible to fear, hungry for endless voluptuous pleasures.

Those who rise from bed to arm themselves at least know why they go to fight.”

Raoul Vaneigm

a room of my own.

international women’s day, darren’s birthday, three months since the arrests, witnessing my first termination as a union rep this afternoon – circles on the calendar to drink remembrances to at some future distance. good thing i’m feeling detached today, otherwise all of this might gum up my insides. we’ll see how long this lasts, i’m hoping i can keep the observer stance through the firing as it will do no good to anyone if i can’t keep my wits about me.

drank beers last night with a friend, slept at firetrap’s house (which as i told a friend on the weekend is the premium place to stay in the city – long couch, living room door that shuts, cute roomates, good tea – that’s some deluxe couch-surfing conditions), woke up with extremely bloodshot eyes (very rare for me).

i have been pondering again lately the idea of renting a room in the city, mostly because it seems i am staying in a lot right now and usually do stay in one night every week or two. i think it would be better to have keys and a place i could stash a few things (no need for kitchen access or anything like that).

to that end i’m putting it out there that if you have an extra room in your place either downtown or in east vancouver, or are moving in the next few months and would be interested in having an extra $200-$300 per month (i would really like to keep that around $200 if at all possible) and a hassle-free keyholder (honest i’m not that keen on staying in the city, but it gives me more options)… let me know. really, my needs are very modest – a closet with enough room for a foamie and access to a bathroom is all i’m after. i really am *not* interested in moving back to the city even on a part-time basis. i’m not even sure if a room is necessary, but am just putting it out in case the perfect situation exists and i just haven’t found it yet.

i’m also feeling like i need to upgrade wordpress and redesign this blog sometime in the near future – so if any of you designers out there have some ideas you want to throw my way – please feel free! once i’ve got that out of the way – i’m hoping to return to more interesting writing here and more photos (it’s all been a bit too blog-ish lately if you ask me).

thanks to friendships great and small.

back at work this morning after a couple of days off – grey day rain, vancouver march. so typical this day so far, like every other. if i ignore the greater context and just sit at this keyboard, it almost seems normal – just another regular working day, working person, working life. briefing notes and responses to inquiries. as grey as the rain, as tired from winter as the beginning of march.

spent the past two days in my house, working on the presentation for friday, stitching together a small resistance music video with photos of the eco-eleven and music by asian dub foundation (it’s not quite finished), adding borders to my quilt top, and reading books. of course there were errands and chores as well, and phone calls and online chats with friends. so, not entirely alone.

i am feeling very lucky these days for the relationships in my life – so glad for who is there, for those who have held space open for me, prepared fires in my wood stove and shared dinners in restaurants and cramped kitchens. godammit, the value of people is immense, both in terms of how we navigate the world and ourselves. i seem to remember writing somewhere once (here? in a handwritten journal?) “how do we know who we are if we can’t see ourselves reflected in others?” – and i would like to think when i summon up the courage, beauty, intelligence, creativity and compassion of my closest friends, that i am at least a little reflected in there.

awareness of people around me, their actions, their principles, and my relation to them are part of my general process of both detachment and nurture right now. my heart and core are in flux, and i keep wondering who i will be when the pieces finally settle. i am looking for clues in those who know me well, and those who barely know me at all – hoping those reflections will give me an idea of where i’m heading. wondering if it is possible to come through a traumatizing event stronger? more self-aware? without carrying anger and despair and frustration in one’s heart forever?

several times a day my insides wrinkle with fears and a million petty anxieties, but i keep finding a way to iron them back out on a breath and task, refocus, centre. denial? or perhaps i really am doing as well as it seems. knowing i am held close and held up by people who are rooting for the right side in all of this, i suspect has a tremendous amount to do with it.

and so what started as a regular blog post has turned into a public letter of gratitude to those of you who have been there and continue to be. it’s a long stretch to the finish line yet, and i’m sure i will falter between now and then. i know my reciprocation of such support has been lacking, but this june i will throw a big party and invite you all to make it up.

promise.