Tag: healing the parental wound
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I was told, with almost certainty, this part of the trip would not be good for my plant medicine. I didn’t listen and now I am paying the price. I regret saying yes to this portion of the trip. This environment is not conducive for my goals. My attitude, or lack of, is a culmination… Read more
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A birthday celebration amongst old growth wisdom
Was on my way to Dreamland and decided to get up to record just a little something. I do envision showing up every day for myself will pay off in spades. How or when is yet to be seen. This is my form of art. It is very young and yet to be developed. I… Read more
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Love is the medicine
I swear one of these days I won’t be suffering from exhaustion. I am so tired, I don’t want to do this tonight. I know I will regret it if I don’t though. Today was another jam packed day, no time for rest. My Mum patting me on the back while I laid curled up… Read more
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Tears (of laughter) stream down your face
Exhausted again. I keep riding this wave of extreme tiredness. Busy days, with no time to nap or chill. Sleepless nights of disturbed sleep again. Short post of today’s highlights: Lots of love, Kate Read more