I want to tell you something. Actually, I want to tell you everything… Because so much has happened. I died twice. Went to heaven. Went to hell. Decided to come back. Woke up wearing a baby-tee with the word ‘feral’ written in cursive on the chest. Are you really ready to hear the whole thing though? Do you have several lifetimes available to sit and drink mushroom tea with me?
First we must prepare. Imagine purple fractal spiders casting webs across the sky where they hang throughout the night, shining an eerie indiglo. Pulsing gently, purple light slowly pour into the open trap door of your crown chakra. Feel that gooey goodness with your whole heart and let it sink all the way down to your toes. How does it feel? Does it tickle or does it purr? Where the wild things are, that is the question.
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Feel into one of these things today: morning dew wetting your face (or are those tears?), a piece of Montana agate shaped like a flying saucer, the sweet grassy scent of yellow bloodleaf, music in the key of B, and the vital, reifying lifeforce of fireweed.