Day 25 (I missed Day 24 - oops!) , Jill's Morning writes, excerpt:
The first word of my new story is...again. Here I am. Again. Things strangely familiar, like in the mushroom ceremony when I began to recognize myself in all of the vignettes playing out, all of them different versions of how I abandon myself. Ouch. And, oh how marvelously freeing and humbling to see myself so clearly in those ways. I couldn't stop laughing.
Day 25 (I missed Day 24 - oops!) , Jill's Morning writes, excerpt:
The first word of my new story is...again. Here I am. Again. Things strangely familiar, like in the mushroom ceremony when I began to recognize myself in all of the vignettes playing out, all of them different versions of how I abandon myself. Ouch. And, oh how marvelously freeing and humbling to see myself so clearly in those ways. I couldn't stop laughing.
I would so love to have a conversation with you about your mushroom 🍄 ceremony, Jill. Fascinating!
At coffee in December!
@Jillean Johnson - yay! xo
Yes, yes, yes. Thank you. It's so friggin' exhausting!
Yes, exhausting is the word for it. I hear you loud and clear, my friend!