day 28: rattle

It's almost as if everyone who has any sort of psychic/alternative plane/serious juju ability all have come to live in this one place. I've never before had conversations like the ones I'm having now, the ways people engage in the world, the vibrating energy levels. Everything here can be solved by a salve or a potion or a ritual or a tea or a touch or a shell or..

I find myself strangely open to all of this, these women I am meeting and their elder wisdom that comes from plants and animals and the moon. I notice myself bumbling around everywhere, at breakfast yesterday I was with two psychics who performed a rather elaborate ancestoral ritual before they would eat their food, something I noticed only moments after I started stuffing food in my mouth and then felt rather boring, not feeding anyone except myself. Or after, when I drove three miles down a dirt road and 1/4 mile on a track to stop at a light pole and walk down the stone steps into the jungle across a rickety footbridge with missing slats to climb back up a hill to a woman and her luscious veranda, only to have her throw her snow white hair back and laugh because she saw angels sliding off my fingers. I mused that perhaps I should be holding onto them instead of letting them go and she laughs again and reminds me it's free will, that one thing we all share. We sat on her veranda and then she gave me a massage, the sounds of the jungle all around us and more angels with sparkles this time flowing out of my head.

I don't know what to make of all of it but I notice my own awareness, the subtle shifts of consciousness when something feels good or something does not. The knowing who is on your porch before you see them with your eyes. The sense you must do that one thing and once you do you realize why. This place, I swear. This place is freaking me out and making me fall in love all at once. this place is hard and soft and dirty and alive and scary and safe. This place.

Oh, and I almost forgot. We got a puppy. Holy shit. She's magic too but also a pain in the ass. More about her later.

PS. Thank you everyone who asked for my address or asked me to email them. I've just had an offer today from someone to be the US receptacle of items so everyone won't have to ship things all the way down on their own and as soon as I know a bit more I'll let you know, this will save money on shipping and saving money matters, I know.