Howdy haunts,
After a raucous time last week teaching outdoor education and the hectic horrorday – I’ve decided I’ve got most of this recent ghost out my damn system.
Today began another go at an indefinite sobriety run. I had slowly dripped into beer drinking last month, and as sure as shit that became a quick crutch. So I’m excising for what feels like the 223rd time, but with some caveats:
Today I began my 15 minutes of yoga followed by a mile jog – something I haven’t done for years, and something I will implement every weekday henceforth.
I will go to meetings – not necessarily just those of the anonymous kind, but some that deal within meditative and spiritual groups, as well as those secular and heavy ones. Since I refused them last month, I am certain that only hurt and contributed to my relapse.
I finally have a primary care physician after months of wrestling with health insurance. I will be seeing them at the end of the month to help monitor my progresses or regresses – as well as consort my behavioral health and mend these damn traumas that urge self-hurts.
I will begin a heavy re-tooling of my Divergent Daily Magickal practice. I know I need to be easy as I conform to this new discomfort and schedule changes. My divergent practice was written extremely tight and punctual, so my aim is to take the next couple weeks and rearrange what works and what doesn’t.
I will share that practice here this week.
Also, I plan to use patreon to document as I have done. After taking Michelle Embree’s Writer’s workshop last month, I realized how important community is for health, not to mention my need to write and share more instead of get enveloped in the dark comfort of the silent humdrum.
So please take this as a mission for the coming weeks. It might get dicey.
I hope everyone is feeling well and the horrordays weren’t too tough on y’all.
Keep your hearts crossed and your eye’s peeled,
Keats
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