January 1st, 2018
Clearing, cleansing, cleaning, saging, praying.
Short walks, long baths.
Creating maps and lists of adventures and magic.
Daydreaming of hot sandy toes and cool ocean water.
Seven hundred and thirty-one days sober.
Turkish coffee, mint and sage tea. Circling closer, drawing open. Abandoning sentences.
Downloading new language.
Pondering self-love, true love and the nature of our love.
Singing gratitude and forgiveness. Leaning into fortune.
Feeling it all like I knew I would.
First day, New Year: welcome and I’m so happy to meet you.