So I have mentioned that my friend Debz leads these wonderful guided meditation sessions where I find ways to access my imagination without thinking so much, and lately for reasons I don’t understand, Coyote keeps showing up. You may remember that in many Native American traditions, Coyote is a trickster
Being my friend has many perks, like you get to hang out with a crazy person who will help you bury the body without asking awkward questions, but it has a definite downside, and that downside is that you will someday find yourself in a blog post, or an essay,
Sometimes, surprise yourself.
For a couple of years, I have been really frustrated with the fact that I wake up several times every night. Usually I go back to sleep pretty quickly, but other times I don’t. So this was a source of some annoyance, a thing I thought I needed to fix.
Recently I participated in a quantum jump, a kind of guided-meditation-self-hypnosis thingy that is supposed to yield a greater understanding of my higher self, feelings of peace and harmony, and, I don’t know, the ability to manifest things I want. Like that. I don’t actually believe in it. Fortunately, the
So I was catching up with an old friend I hadn’t seen in years, and she kept referring to the things she remembered that I’d done, and it struck me that I’ve done a lot, although it never really seems like it. It seems like it’s been a really quiet