I have been delving and reflecting a lot on the work of Charlotte Pendragon, an amazing performer and new internet acquaintance I was fortunate to discover in the midst of the Starfire Codes community.
Much of my reflections are only partly verbal, or maybe pre-verbal…
…but wow, fires are stoking.
(Future flow: I wrote a Substack Note about this several days later, after I had begun this draft and day’s notes. I was moved — again — by one of Charlotte’s more recent pieces at The Charlotte Pendragon Diaries. Particular appreciations spilled out of me, joy and meaning. These thoughts have advanced further since 12 November, and I’d like to make sure to include some of that here. Please do take a minute to read my Note from 18 November.)
I first browsed Charlotte’s work when I discovered The Tao of the Pendragons (Part One, Part Two), and had a beautiful set of shocks… the healing kind… where dormant, long-injured neurology woke up.
I will talk about this more, going forward.
But for now, I want to bring in a few special threads that interconnect with our survivors’ intersections and that we find very nourishing to dwell on, enjoying the story elements and realizations together:
Discussions of precision health and body-building that have offered us intriguing resonance for our strategies toward physical rehabilitation;…
…methods of music in magic, cosmic vibrations & entertainment acumen;…
…Charlotte’s recounting of her command performance for the Queen;…
…and her tale entitled Something Wicked This Way Comes, an important and poignant recognition of the ways that embedded violence can travel, hidden in plain sight, in social spaces.
Gratitude to Charlotte Pendragon for the stories she is sharing here on Substack.
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