The seven ayahuasca launches I took were devastating. They changed everything. Who I knew I was. What this place is. How to survive. The final remnants of the happy happy joy joy holistic shaman were flushed. The explosions and implosions continue. But there's also this new hilarious through-line.
My new job? I'm in content development for a tech start up. Designing and writing for a mobile health app focused on depression and anxiety. Working from home a few days a week. Genuinely liking the folks I work with.
Woodrow is hilarious. He's my bff and I take him everywhere I can. On New Year's Eve he and I went into downtown Durham and barhopped. He's an awesome wingman.
The kitties are as snugly and weaselly as ever. I woke up this morning at 3 am and spent the next couple of hours hanging out with them, pure joy with fur.
The permaculture garden is beginning to reveal its secrets. The past few years of hard work that seemed to simply fall apart now shows itself as a super unique map of exactly what the micro-climates are, the flow of water, how to satiate the hungry beings who congregate here.
I'm learning so much. It all makes me so happy, so full of gratitude. Even as 110 condos are put into the 17 acres of woods across the street. All is well. Perfect. There are no weeds. Or pests. Only life. What a ride . . .