Tiny, Very Small Gifts (Patreon)

Wow. I’ve been bed and floor ridden for 16 days. It’s a record. This body prison I wouldn’t wish on anyone. I’ve been crying a lot every day.

But I made it outside today. It was very short and very sweet and gave me everything I needed. Every step leading up to my scary exodus was a big push. Everything hurts. But brain and heart need mountains. I almost didn’t make it. But I did. I allowed for some creative expression and let everything else flow behind it. The magic came to meet me and welcomed me back. It was a palpable sensation.

And I started a new series, “Flora First.”