08/01/2024
The First Harvest.
In Arizona, the first day back to school.
The first week since the event that sent me in a helicopter down the mountain.
I am doing all the things. I am talking, albeit carefully. I am walking, also carefully. I still have problems in my left eye, but my right eye seems willing to compensate. I am reminded that my ma was born blind in one eye and never allowed that to stop her.
I have canceled classes and sessions this week to get my bearings and to recover. I cannot put these off longer, as my financial situation is precarious enough, but also I acknowledge that my work is my life, and always has been.
Working to get all the pt and speech, as well as establishing new doctors. Ari Bara says I am kicking ass, and maybe I am, but I honestly feel a deep surreal sense, almost like part of me has been to the Otherworld, and I have not really completely returned.
I continue to express my gratitude, for the energy, spells, prayers and healing vibes. No doubt you all pulled me away from the precipice!
May all of your Harvests be abundant in love, peace, joy and prosperity! 💜💜💜
