fictive kin

So I set my alarm and laid down for a bit thinking that this would make sure I hit the “post-a-day” and of course, I set the alrm but forgot to turn it on. But conveniently, I have woken up with an hour left in the day, a half written post already done and I am going to make it :).

Fictive kin is a term for when you replace extended or immediate family members with chosen or assumed family members that are not related to you, but may share the same social community, ethnic or national origin, or identity.

There are any number of reasons why one may buid an entire family out of fictive kin. Some may do so because of geographical seperation, or lack of living relations, or severed relationships with actual kin.

But fictive kin can have equal if not stronger roles in a persons life. After all, the relationship is defined by mutual choice.

I was out on the bicycle today and my head started to turn from bad turtle poetry to actually paying attention to it as a writing assignment. Examing the relationship between both the protective nature of the shell and its absolutely…transparancy of nerves to the world while the body remains hidden.

I haven’t really written anything in a while. There has been a separation for me, a disconnect in the art sense because of a ton of things I have been trying to so or involved with doing. But slowly, as they all settle and acquire their place, my mind is turning back to writing. To art. To videos to be made and videos left to be finished.

I haven’t had writer’s block, more a case of writer’s ennui.

Then again, its wasn’t really the writer part of me that was suffering from that, I have just been going through a major shift and shedding of things to clear the way for the next phase.

Sometimes when you go through things such as that, it takes a moment (or two) to connect to the extent of the changes that have occured.

And that is a part of why I set the alarm tomake sure I got my blog a day done. It is not so much about doing the action each day, but about showing up – a subtle difference. I had fallen into a habit in which I was starting to…allow myself to “drop” things because of momentary discomfort or whatever.

Now, you should always retain that ability because sometimes it is very necessary, but sometimes if you start to adjust to ease discomfort as soon as it appears – you don’t get the chance to follow the discomfort to its source.

Ack…I am so insanely tired today, I am posting and going back to bed. Oh and yes, I am aware of why I am so insanely tired – not happy about it, but do have to attend to the fatigue.

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About cassandratribe

"There are few artists that can do what Cassandra Tribe does. Whether with her poetry, her videos or her blog, Cassandra examines the truths that most of us can never come close to realizing and shows it for what it is, both beautiful and frightening at the same time. She exposes our inner-most workings like the cross-section of a powerful but flawed machine, our gears and springs, nuts and bolts removed and laid out before us. She is a true artist. Her new video, Requiem for a God, is the latest example of Cassandra's willingness to tear open and examine the very things that make us human. Shooting the film entirely by herself, she also eliminates all the little excuses we come up with to keep us from ourselves and our truth. You see, even when she's not trying to be, Cassandra Tribe is a beacon of truth and humanity in this darkest of worlds." (Michael E. Quigg, The Culture Network, June 2009)
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