Our Thanksgiving Meditation for 2010

25 November 2010 15:34

MonsignoreOur Thanksgiving Meditation for 2010Seattle, WA – “Brothers & Sisters… To silence our egos, we press the mute button and call upon the Light to speak on our behalf, especially on this occasion of Thanksgiving, so that our every word elevates our collective soul and all existence, as we gather together with grateful hearts to sing our appreciations for all the universe has given us… the passions that ignite our spirits, the challenges that have spurred our growth, the opportunities before us and the communities of family and friends that feed our souls through it all… And as we meditate upon our personal blessings, we offer our thanks to Mother Earth for nurturing our journey and Father Time for granting the cycles that give us perspective and hope… May we embrace each other as Family, with open hearts and minds, through this dinner, this holiday season and the year to come in Love and Light… Amen.” ~ Tony Buff as Chaplain for the Dragon Clan this day of Thanksgiving

La Famiglia: the Dragon Clan & Family Buff

22 July 2009 19:08

MineLa Famiglia: the Dragon Clan & Family BuffSeattle, WA – Family is important. It can provide a sense of belonging, support and love. Regardless of the relationship we may have with our biological families, for many queers like me, it is our families of choice that provide the foundations of our lives. This is, in my experience, especially true for my fellow kinksters, gender queers and those of us who express radically alternative sexual identities. While I have been witness to a few notable exceptions, for the most part, our queer identities were too much for our biological families to handle… their love was almost always conditional. They could love us so long as we didn’t turn into some faggot or dyke. They could still love us, while hating the sin, so long as we didn’t tell anyone, especially other members of the family who would never understand our dirty little secret. Father time and mother nature help you if you blurred your gender or got caught tying the neighbor kid to a tree and pissing on him a little, ’cause that would require professional help. By the time we became adults, we either learned to censor what we shared with the bios or we were censured by them. For me, the latter finally came when I was shooting my first, dirty little movie. I never really was one to accept conditions being placed on who I am. Read the rest of this entry »