An Experiment in Human Connection
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Antisocial Social Club is an experiment in human creativity and connection. For 365 days, I'm committed to sharing real talk that goes deeper than the chatter and noise of social media. I might fake my own death on social media in 2025, and if I do, this is where you'll find me instead. Please come along for the ride! No, I don't know where we're going, and I'm not sure when we'll be back. So get in, but only if you're down for a trip into creative chaos and the wild unknown.
95. scattered
I remembered yesterday one of the reasons why Spirit said to STEP AWAY from Instagram.
I remembered just as I was intensely scanning some random woman’s account, trying to figure out what she is doing ‘right’ and what I am doing ‘wrong.’
I was trying to figure out what she is doing ‘right’ becau...
Apr 08, 2025
94. bear woman
Nine years ago, when I was pregnant with Tanner, my best friend Maya held a blessingway ceremony for my entrance into motherhood. It was a beautiful small circle of close friends, amidst a larger gathering of loved ones, in which the group shared tokens, totems, well-wishes and prayers to support...
by Amelia Travis —
Apr 05, 2025
93. temperance
In some ways, it feels like back to square one.
I sit in front of the computer, fingers still, unsure what to type.
Unsure how to access that deeper, wiser, more honest and spacious part of my being, the part who knows how to write from the heart instead of the head.
I’ve been on a slippery sl...
Apr 02, 2025
93. the missing link
I had an epiphany last Friday.
Something has been missing in my life, and it became abundantly clear as we came together in the first Antisocial Social Club gathering.
For thirteen years, I’ve been coordinating and orchestrating events which gather (mostly) women: teacher training certification...
Mar 31, 2025
91. mother river
Before we built roads, cleared forests, when we navigated with bare feet under the stars, the Mother River was our guide to fertile lands, to food, to the vastness of the ocean.
After the existing structures that bind us, those that take us from nature and keep us sterile, are toppled and roads...
by Amelia Travis —
Mar 29, 2025
90. detox / retox
I dipped my toe back in the (cess)pool of social media, thinking it would be harmless.
It was, and it wasn’t.
It was kind of like deciding it would be okay to take a risk with, you know, just the tip.
Just a little login, a little story, a little scroll, a little taste.
It felt like the energy ...
by Amelia Travis —
Mar 25, 2025
89. spring gathering
Can you believe we are almost to day 90 of this project?
I am feeling the arrival of spring in my body and heart, and looking forward to gathering together to honor the equinox, laugh about the wild ride of eclipse season, and make connections with other antisocial creatives from all across the...
Mar 22, 2025
events
88. spark of life
I woke up this morning to an eerily quiet house, with none of the ordinary sounds of humming or buzzing electronics - only the gentle rushing sound of wind outside, and the light tapping of rain.
We lost power sometime in the night. I’m guessing shortly after midnight based on the battery level ...
Mar 20, 2025
87. mindful pause
I don’t know about you but the past few days have been a bit of a bumpy ride for me.
Full moon lunar eclipses have a way of revealing and illuminating emotional and energetic patterns that are ready for closure, completion or release. I’ve been out of my daily posting partly due to travel (I jus...
Mar 17, 2025
86. are you okay
Once upon a time, I loved a quote that said something like: “If you slow down enough, and get quiet enough, you can touch the texture of your life.” That wasn’t it exactly, but something like that.
It sounds nice, right? Getting slow enough to be deeply present to what is. Getting quiet enough t...
Mar 15, 2025
85. eclipsing
I am writing this within an hour of the Virgo full moon total lunar eclipse. Honestly, I don’t really want to be writing it. I don’t want to be doing anything right now, except laying down and just letting the energy ride.
I’ve been weird lately. Like, something feels a little off in my brain ev...
by Amelia Travis —
Mar 14, 2025
84. gently
How does one begin again after a disruption, a rupture, or a necessary pause?
The answer comes to me right away, like a small bird flying right into my heart:
Gently.
I am sitting in Berkeley, in the magical office space of my oldest bestest friend, marveling at the grown-up lives we lead. Thei...
by Amelia Travis —
Mar 12, 2025
