Dirty Fingernails

Hey Dunkalunkin, what’s shakin? I feel spunky right now cause I’m wearing camo shorts (I cut up my cargo pants) and work boots. HaHA! I love it.

I’m going stir Crazy in the city, but have been glad to meander the interwebs for a few days, too. I took a purifying bath today and tossed in some salt, peppermint, and mugwort (some of which was the stuff you left me – THANK YOU!) to help me refocus and get back into my real self. My relationship with Cortney is a good thing, but Challenging to my self-esteem and composure and I’m fighting to get back to a solid center.

I SO wish we could be doing magic together. Even when we both felt crappy it was so good just to sit in circle with you. BOY do I miss that. Maybe if we were strong enough with our intent and energy we could create a telepathic circle and connect with each other.

Would you like to plan a circle together online or over the phone, and then both agree to do it at the same time (off the phone) and see what happens?

Either way, I’ve gotta get my ass outdoors and under a tree to sit and just be magic for awhile. Like, every day.

Have your books been helping you feel better at all? Are you finding inspiration anywhere? The volcanoes? The beach? The rocks? Flowers, trees? Salty breezes? Maybe if you can connect with nature you won’t feel as isolated.

Thinkin about you all the time. Love you, even if we’re both too antisocial or upset to call each other. Sending you good vibes and fool’s gold lovin.