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.
17. beauty
It’s the first of a new year, the dawn of 2025, and I haven’t given a single thought to my word(s) of the year.Â
Normally, I have at least 3, sometimes 5, but always a bare minimum of one word that is guiding me, anchoring me, helping me return to center when I feel lost or like I’ve gone astray ...
Jan 01, 2025
16. thank you
I am here with you at the threshold, where one door closes and another door opens.Â
But I am not looking forward yet, not pushing ahead. I am gazing back at the direction I've traveled in the last 13 moons, and marveling at the rainbow threads which led me here.Â
Tonight I am giving thanks for al...
Jan 01, 2025
15. do it now
I was 25 when I attended my first 200 hour yoga teacher training at the Sivananda ashram in Grass Valley, California.
At the time, it was the only yoga I really knew, a lineage of classical hatha I’d stumbled upon at 16, when I signed up for classes through the local community college, thinking i...
Dec 30, 2024
14. inconvenient
Today I am reckoning with Mars retrograde, and laughing at myself as a conscious alternative to wallowing in self-loathing.
ICYMI, Mars only goes retrograde once every two years, the least frequently of all the planets. Mars is the planet of action, passion, and willpower, so when it performs its...
by Amelia Travis —
Dec 29, 2024
13. vice
What is the nature of the human desire to do what is not good for us -
and what defines good?
Over the past 14 months, I’ve given up alcohol, (mostly) released caffeine, cut out gluten, radically decreased my sugar intake, started moving my body every single day, and committed to better sleep hyg...
by Amelia Travis —
Dec 28, 2024
12. boiling
My mind is balanced at the edge of a boiling pot - scalding, steaming, utterly transformative. Rather than pull back to the safety of tepid waters, I'm preparing to dive right in.
Let me explain...
In 2025, my mind, communications, and intellect are going through a cosmic death and rebirth and po...
by Amelia Travis —
Dec 27, 2024
11. bones
What are the bones of this project, at the level of antisocial business? This is a question I’m sitting with as the days slowly tick by in winter’s march towards the calendar new year.Â
My primary objective is to create pathways for people to find my work that aren’t social media. In order to do ...
by Amelia Travis —
Dec 26, 2024
10. nope
I was falling asleep in Tanner’s bed, tucking him in just now. It’s 10:20pm on Christmas night, and I am bone-weary exhausted.Â
Exhausted from the adrenaline dump of Santa-ing until the wee hours of last night.Â
Exhausted from River (unbeknownst to us) eating all the candy from his stocking when ...
by Amelia Travis —
Dec 25, 2024
9. church
It’s 4:37 pm on Christmas Eve. I’m late to write today because we spent most of the day at church. Old school church, that is. Like, ancient school church.Â
One of my sacred praying places here in Portugal is a grove of ancient oaks nestled next to a small stream in a fertile valley near our home...
by Amelia Travis —
Dec 24, 2024
8. oof
It’s only been 7 days and I feel like I’m running out of steam.Â
Oof. That’s pathetic.
The feeling of wanting to quit but I just started is familiar; I feel it every single day during my workouts - it usually lasts at least the first 20% of the workout. Sooo... [doing math in my head] that's gonn...
by Amelia Travis —
Dec 23, 2024
7. misunderstood
It’s day three of my bleed. This morning there was a conflict in our family that completely derailed me emotionally, and I’m still processing.
I’m writing from a tender, angry, lonely place as the only woman in a family of one man, two boys, and a male dog.Â
The long and short of it: Tanner (8) a...
Dec 22, 2024
6. alive
What about those moments when you sit down to write, and nothing comes?Â
What about those times when the crippling perception of the imagined external gaze haunts you, and it feels impossible to get beyond the wondering of what they want as the impetus for your creative energy?
What about when yo...
by Amelia Travis —
Dec 21, 2024
