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Protected: Anxiety and Plant Medicine

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In the silence I feel a pull recently to converse with the creator of time, pleading to alter course for the fate of my children’s future lies in tenuous balance now. Currently, things are just – bizarre. Some of us, perhaps more than “they” speculate, wait here in this holding pattern, breathes held, tongues swollen…
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I set out this morning for an early drive through the hill country. Coffee, music, time with the sunrise, God, and organizing plans for the day; this time helps me keep a sense of autonomy, if even for an hour, before I become so many other things to so many other people for the rest…
Sometime after 930 I snuck into the car and drove away. Having finished cooking and cleaning dinner, and baking my own birthday cake for tomorrow, I felt sufficiently worked for the day; I saw my opportunity and I did not skip a beat. I’ve always been a person who craves being alone. If I had…
Resistance is a bitch. I’ve felt the desire to write for days, but each time I’ve sat at these keys, I am driven to torment – nothing meaningful comes out; I am not accustomed to this because these blank pages are where I pour out my heart. Without this outlet, I am sure to go…
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This day has been about true self-care. It began with a slow drive down old country roads, blowing brown hair with windows rolled down, blasting the heater to offset the chill of the outside air. I sang loudly, thought deeply about life, and admired the thick fog laden heavy over the wet streets – it…
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