Hadn’t heard this Ayla song until a few weeks ago. I just had a powerful somatic experiencing session with my therapist, and afterward felt called to go deeper on my own—to ride the momentum through music and movement. I found myself seeking this song, and suddenly realized it is the perfect soundtrack for what is present for me right now: this current life theme, this orientation, this new relationship with my body, my soma, my temple—the vessel of my soul in this physical incarnation.

Just a few random giggles to start the day... 😆

Memefy this.

Just heard myself say out loud - "over there babe" to the self driving vehicle (that really needs a wash) I am riding in as I scanned the parking lot for a spot.

Honestly, I don’t really know. Embracing slow, I guess.

Social media… People philosophizing all the time. If A causes B and equals C - there, I’ve cracked it. I can exhale now. Relax. But really, it’s just dressing up existential terror in neat little equations. Trying to logic my way into safety. Tricking myself and you into believing I know how life works. That I feel safe. Secure. Even though deep inside, I’m scared shitless that I don’t know what the unknown mystery of this existence may bring at any moment.

Life has really taken me through the wringer the last few years. It's like I have been stripped of my identity in every dimension... literally digitally hacked and stolen, but most brutally, physically altered. Sometimes I feel suspended between worlds... and I know I'm not alone in that. It feels like I'm being pushed to fully let go of any remnants of an old world and reclaim the seed of life in its purest form through a complete metamorphosis... one that I consciously and intentionally direct, and in which I am an active participant. Life continues to push me toward reclaiming sovereignty more fully, more deeply. And sometimes it feels like even the devolution along the way serves a very real purpose: to dig the trenches deeper, to anchor sovereignty more fully, and to keep returning me to the truest truth beneath all the layers, including this physical meat suit of a body. But anyway, enough with the philosophical lens. I am feeling a drive now... a benevolent force, a supportive calling, guiding me to tend to my physical body, my soma, and to find peace with who I once knew, with what has been lost, and with an identity that may never fully be restored. And yet, the path forward is paved with regenerative power, one step at a time. Walking is very much a part of that journey.

I think I am good with a firm mattress but what's up with floorboard-hard mattresses? I recently discovered that's actually a thing. #asknostr

If I hear "quietly" one more time in someone's announcement for what they built, launched, created, or how something works... I am going to make a bunch of noise. People. Can you please stop being hypnotized by your AI copywriter and try having an actual thought.

Oh my goodness, just started listening to this pod by @Efrat Fenigson -15 minutes in and hearing Anastasia Canonica's childhood story, I just wanna send that little girl so much love and compassion. Sending her and her little inner girl a giant hug.

Didn’t expect to finish the @SOUND HSA challenge today, but here we are. Walked a lot again today. My feet are a little sore, but it feels good. #proofofwalk

Reporting from the office. Returning to work on a formal notice of harm and request for equitable restorative resolution to the team at Venus Concept USA Inc. It’s been a slow process because every time I sit down to formalize what happened with the injury I incurred from their device in 2023, I have to move through the emotional pain of what it did to my sense of self... something I am still facing head-on. Anyhow, walking makes it easier during the audio briefing revision of where I am in the process.

GM 🌞

Wow I walked today. There's also this challenge by @SOUND HSA that's been fun to see I may complete easily in the next couple of days. The weather has been so great, outside everything is blooming, it's so spingy and pretty and the heat of the sun feels so good on my skin.... Practicing walking after every meal with hopes to affect and stabilize positively my insulin resisnance. I still don't quite get how it works but I know I need it. I am so glad to see it happening with pleasure.

Not good. This war.

Beauty on my walk.

😆 - time to stop scrolling. "...Same shit. Different year."

Awww, Mitch made her a yoni steam stool.

This tree took my breathe away.