I’m still here, gimme a hot min

So yeah, I’m on lock-down like the rest of you.

But that  does not mean you get shitty poetry/whinny posts from me.

I’m cooking up some nice, spicy words that can spin possibilities.

Dreams of what’s life like post self-distance.

So much I write about is about intimacy.

What can I do to bring you into my space, spiritually?

Stay tuned.

Stay safe and healthy.

Virtual Hug

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Dr. Cherie Ann Turpin, 2/2020

Free Research Access from @ProjectMUSE

Greg Britton @gmbritton

“To make remote instruction easier right now, @ProjectMUSE

is making access to all @JHUPress books and journals—and those of several other presses– free for the next few months. Students can access from home.”
#KeepTeaching
@insidehighered
 
@ProjectMUSE
“With many of us secluded and/or isolated, scholarly content is still within reach. Special thanks to our participating publishers for providing temporarily FREE content on the MUSE platform.”
 

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Grace: for us, for you, for me

Assuming youthful looks
changing
fading
disappearing
while remembering
you are/I am a child of God
your/my worth as a human being
centering
on loving yourself/myself
as you/I love others
while remembering
Paradise is within.

 

Statera Fiducia

Gravitas, Pietas, Veritas, Severitas, Virtus, Dignitas

earth space cosmos

Happy New Year!

It has been spectacular ride this year and this decade. I am grateful for the blessing of being alive in 2020, the beginning of the #New20s!

#HappyNewYear2020!

#CherieAnnTurpin2020 #CherieAnnTurpin

X-mas Eve Post Sleep Study Finding

I hated the wires.

I could not find a comfortable sleeping position.

I hated the pillows.

I hated the glue and tape on my head.

I awoke aroused at the edge of morning.

I am at the edge of menopause.

I am still fertile.

I must be ovulating.

I woke up feeling that familiar flush beneath my Moroccan gown.

I am a woman in my fifties recovering from a grand mal seizure.

I am absolutely insatiable, sexually. 

I also desire something more.

I desire to feel, share, give, exchange, and receive love.

I am absolutely giddy this morning.

I guess a roadblock is finally down.

— cat, Dec 24, 2019, 6:20 AM EST

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Laughing while sleeping nude

I don’t remember what I dreamed, but my mother said I was laughing while I slept, which means I was deep in REM sleep, a very good sign. I sleep skyclad, aka nude. I informed my neurologist that I would be nude when doing the sleep study.

When she told me there would be technologists observing me, I shrugged and told her I don’t care, which is very true. I prefer being naked while sleeping, and I’d probably fit in nicely at a nudist colony.

A poem is coming.