Something shifted.

Notice how most people think that’s a good thing.

Right?

Like we’ve been waiting for the shift.

 

Yeah.

Until it’s fucking seismic.

 

Truth is we don’t often like the process of “calling it in”.

You know what I mean – if you’ve ever manifested anything meaningful.

You know.

It’s exciting of course.

But it’s also scary as fuck.

 

Something shifted.

And it feels pretty good.

And also scary as fuck.

Maybe because when we’re on the precipice, we can feel the drop, but we don’t know what, when, or how it’s coming.

Roller coaster.

We’re having fun.

But it’s a scary kind of test-my-nervous-system-capacity kind of fun.

 

The good part.

 

So I’ve been doing a lot of healing.

Feeling, healing, processing.

I’ve died and reborn so many fucking times over the last 8 years that I don’t think I can take much more.

 

So here it is.

Delight.

Fucking fun.

 

The return of freedom.

Adventure.

Something different.

 

I don’t know what it is or how it looks.

But I can taste it’s wind.