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A follow-up to last week…

“You’re Going To School This Week.”

George is two and a half now. And she is sweet and loyal pup. And she is fierce about protecting me. Other animals are not allowed to request attention from me. Like most in her species, she does not trust anyone who rings a doorbell. Or anyone who walks past or stops their vehicle inContinue reading ““You’re Going To School This Week.””

Ritual Indulgence.

The obsession with fresh flowers began approximately twenty years ago. I was living in NYC, working my weekdays in public relations and being an assistant. On the weekends, because the weekday job did not pay enough for me to have any cushion, I worked weekends. Plus, a weekend job kept me out of trouble byContinue reading “Ritual Indulgence.”

The Path.

I was having a chat with someone recently about career paths and life paths. They were under the impression that most people do in fact have a linear path… And that the most successful people (their impression of “successful” people, anyway) have a natural progression of roles and responsibilities. “You would never take a jobContinue reading “The Path.”

The Reminder To Make Noise.

It’s three years old, but I can’t bring myself to delete it from my Facebook Messenger. It was the shaman who had first served me ayahuasca four and a half years earlier. I’d been all over the world with him, and would spend a collective three months of my life with him over that time.Continue reading “The Reminder To Make Noise.”

Holding Space.

“You mean, like a ‘storage space’?” I looked at the screen and laughed. The laughter echoed like loud chimes. Musical. I was lying on the bathroom floor. It felt lovely. But I hadn’t gone in there to use the bathroom for its usual reason. I’d gone in there to hold space for myself. While onContinue reading “Holding Space.”

A Social Sabbatical.

I’m quite sure no one expected me to do this. I certainly didn’t think I’d ever be doing it. But here I am… Ready for a break. From social media platforms. Don’t get me wrong… I do think social media platforms are important and key connection points in my life. I just need a breakContinue reading “A Social Sabbatical.”

Aya Notes.

Plant medicines like to let you know they matter.

Good Vibes Only.

Something had to die. Well, maybe not “die”… Perhaps just “retire.” That’s where the old content has gone. Here, I just have this… Or at least a wish for it.