No sleep. Don’t know why I couldn’t sleep. I’ll just blame it on the full moon.

I move the post-it notes around and read my notes: Lean in to what surpasses your understanding; Defiant magic - own it; It’s time for us to create what they will not do for us; The doors will open when you rest into that knowing.

I need a bagel if I’m going to have a second cup.

I am shocked by how energized the exercise makes me feel. I had forgotten how different you can feel when you are making with your hands. Cactus energy.

I can barely keep my eyes open.

It’s just good to see and hear her.

Sometimes freedom is scary.

“Miracles are scattered beyond.”

Well, now I feel like I need to grow some corn.

So much laundry.