Misc Thoughts on #en3177

I noticed that one of my more “on-top-of-it” classmates had posted an assignment on her blog that had been given in the Tuesday class I missed.

At first I was like “Oh god, how tedious.  ANOTHER assignment where I don’t get to just write exactly what I feel like?!  Bogus.”  But actually it’s good, because one of my struggles as a writer is “that kind” of writing.

By “that kind” I mean non-fiction writing to relay information.  College assignment type writing.  I’m more of a poetry and intimate personal prose writer.  Although improving my informational writing skills AND my fiction writing skills are both goals of mine.  Fiction I, I’m coming for you.  Not anytime soon, but eventually.

I did my Kundalini “Warrior Workout” dvd (Ravi Singh and Ana Brett)this morning.  I know it’s not very “traditional” (I notice Yogi Bhajan and the Kundalini Research Institute are not mentioned in the liner notes), but I enjoy it.  After a Kundalini session, I swear I can feel my pranic body.  It feels the way stars look in the sky on a clear night.  I’m very excited to begin my apprenticeship.  I’ve been advised by my teacher (or is it a mentor for an apprenticeship?) to wear the traditional tantric white (increases auric field) and purchase a turban so I may wrap my hair.  The turban effects meridians in the head, and also helps consolidate the huge amount of life force and energy contained in the hair.

Anyways, back to the blogs.

I have been thinking about my best friend’s blog.  It is the best blog I have ever read, and it is password protected, because her son’s biological father is deranged and stalks her in a variety of ways, so her writing must be hidden and secret, which enrages me.  I will go into more detail about this in a later post, but I believe years from now, when my friend can finally share her work without fear of violent reprisal, she will be noted as one of the most important feminist poets of our age.

I know that, even though I have a harassment restraining order against CF (my daughter’s biological dad) there are still some things I feel uncomfortable publishing here, simply because I’m pretty sure he internet stalks me periodically and I do not want to deal with a bunch of my writing getting dragged into court.  Not that he’s any threat in court.  He always loses his cases, is denied his petitions, but still.  Court is a pain in the butt.  It makes me feel gagged.  Not to the extent my friend is, but enough that it bothers me.

I know I could password protect my blog or individual posts, and maybe that’s something I’ll play with in the future, but not today.