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June 29, 2017

I woke up at 6am for the first time in weeks on my own and I gotta say I’m refreshed. Today X and I explore, waiting for something we’re not quite sure of. We’re near Chinatown and based in a nice neighborhood. X is adjusting; culture shock. Honestly I feel grounded, worse come to worst van life is always a backup plan. This feels natural. although New York truly lacks places of nature and alone spaces, I feel like I can quickly adjust.

God here I sit. I’m here now. Reveal to me my purpose; my calling. My arms are out stretched, I’m ready for what lies ahead. Also give X comfort in this big city. I know he’s overwhelmed and I ask that you release the pressure he’s feeling and allow him to loosen up, accept flow. I have faith in our purpose I wonder if he does still and if it’ll work if he doesn’t. I believe this is the first of many adjustments that’ll pull us out of our comfort zones.

Hurry up and find us, so X can breathe. New York be good to us.

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Warzones

When you spend enough time alone you realize

Your fight

The fights you fight; every fight in the world

Starts within

(Home)

Is within

(Heart)

Personal sin

(Hands)

Where to begin

(Head)

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June 20th, 2021

Summer solstice

Depressive episode to balance the happy. Wishing to crawl back under my polished rock; or to be less dramatic, meet new people. People who look like me. Compliment me… Observe then indulge. Today I feel hopeless with human connection. Even X & X are not on the flow I can truly connect to. I just desire to be around people that are into authenticity, growth, and building, creating and making the world a better place. Trailblazers. Shadow workers who aim their arrow at the target. Same old complaint…

…My dreams have been violent. I’ve been mauled, attacked, chased. I’ve had to kill and watch love ones suffer. And my mood… Familiar faces all over this dream realm. Be conscious, keep caution. Pause. Observe. Trust my intuition…

…But I want to honor my feelings, put integration first. Suppression is a heavy betrayal. I called X to ask for advice. I received comfort in honoring myself. So I’m going to not betray myself while navigating my relationships with the ghosts of my past. I am a shadow worker, not moving out of pain but instead integrity, awareness and self respect.