Like my mama (who lives in bigD aka Dallas) said last month after I tried to convince her drinking diet coke is not the same as drinking water, “Dammit honey, sometimes you just have to hydrate your pleasure!” I paused, laughed aloud (on the phone in lilD aka Duluth, MN as I gawked at my favorite great lake), and exclaimed, “That is brilliant!”
Watch for stickers, t-shirts and fanny packs here with my new fave mantra.- Hydrate Your Pleasure!
Yes, she spoke truth. And with that. I’ll close out 2024 celebrating three other truth tellers who helped me hydrate multiple pleasures in this final stretch of a complicated and generous year.
Andrea Gibson, a long-time mentor of mine, wrapped up a pile of poetic presents on Christmas Eve for a gaggle of queers. Such power and pleasure in sitting together, close to the bigLake, reading from You Better be Lightning. Every poem! SO much magic And “What Love Is’ put its hands on my shoulders and lovingly stared me down. These words are still resonating a week later,
In any moment on any given day
I can measure my wellness by this question:
Is my attention on loving or is my attention on who isn't loving me?
Also hydrating my pleasure, the dynamic duo behind Therapists Uncensored and authors of Secure Relating, Ann Kelley and Sue Marriott. I’ll write more about Sue and Ann’s ingenious 2024 book and radical relational science next year. Today I’m saying thanks here and encouraging all to hydrate your pleasure with their work.
Until 2025!