To the Lonely Artist

  The entire Universe is being so unresponsive. You’re usually such a synchronicity magnet; everything generally falls into place at exactly the right time. You’re always bumping into your favorite people constantly, and you… Continue reading

Piñon Pine

My sense of time had been seriously distorted that week due to sleeping in a dark room and being an opener at a coffee shop at 4am, while also subconsciously aware mold must… Continue reading

Susto

Susto is a common ailment in Mexican and southwestern United States traditional medicine or curanderismo, referring to the loss of one’s soul due to extreme fright. I first became acquainted with this term… Continue reading

Too Old, Too Young

To my elders: Do not fear your increasing age. Some say age is only a number. Age is not only a number; age is power. Do you remember being a young adult who… Continue reading

Emergency Day Trip

“This could be a good bar joke, like when you walk into a bar and meet a girl who gives you the wrong number. Except it’s not like that: Three herbalists walk into… Continue reading

Flutter

But isn’t it hard to leave the disorganized disaster of your first apartment and your only hometown? Isn’t it heartbreaking to abandon all ten thousand of your soulmates whom make up one sixth of… Continue reading

Upturning Soil

Salvage as much as you can and get rid of as much as possible. There’s a saying that goes, “Always leave a place better than you found it.” I realized that for that… Continue reading

5/5: Big Magic

Two weeks ago, I bought a fairly expensive ticket to see my favorite author and one of my biggest inspirations, Elizabeth Gilbert, speak about her newest book Big Magic. I assumed I wouldn’t… Continue reading

220: Reality of Consciousness

The thing is, it doesn’t really matter where you go; once you acknowledge the fact that Magic is a constant and real energy, Magic finds YOU. I came to a Wyoming town of… Continue reading

Fallen rain gutter

“What would you do if you were experiencing my unfortunate overload of ideas?” I asked Bill today while sitting at a table by the window of the rustic coffee shop, the sun still shedding a… Continue reading