Once your nervous system feels safe and ready to hold what you’re asking for, the way reality moves around you—how everything falls into place so easily—certainly feels like magic.

The magic of the quantum field, or Earth’s “𝘊𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘔𝘰𝘥𝘦.”✨

FIN. 🧵

It’s a relief to hear myself again—

to feel that guidance, that authority, that steadiness—

and to be fully receptive to it.

FIN. 🧵

“Uh… You’re enjoying that. Huh?”- Roommate. Watching me rip open a pomegranate and eat the berries in feral fistfuls.

“It’s like ripping open a heart and eating bloody teeth out of it…” - Me

“That’s… yeah. I’ll take that as a yes.” - RM.

I’m imagining a conversation between Grandmother Willow and Kermit, and I think that would actually be hilarious…

The vibe. ✨

I never know if people actually understand how dead-ass serious I am:

𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴.

I decided to take everything I've learned about what it means to be human and then figure out how to rewire my brain. 🧵

#ThoughtJournal #MicroMemoir

If you see this, post a getaway vehicle.

(I'm also picking my driver... )

𝐌𝐞:

"I don't think we've done a poem today. Would we like to do a poem today?"

𝐌𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐫:

I'd rather
express myself
through somatic,
embodied
communication,

inspired by
90s wrestling
culture,
TBH.

#Poetry #Poem
#ThoughtJournal

Glad we got that sorted...
Tada! 😂✨