#wixy

I’ve been drinking Chaga and Maple tea for the past few days and I don’t know how to describe how it feels to have such powerful medicine running through me. It’s like they’re chasing away the bad and reminding all of me where I’m from and what I need.

My fan died the other night so I got a new one because I need it to regulate my senses and sleep. I was going to smudge it, but I wasn't ready for a smudge tonight so I was burning a candle on the floor near it just to get rid of the factory smell. When I put the lid on the candle this huge freakishly tall house spider appeared and when I looked away it disappeared. So I ended up having that smudge anyway.

I saw today what appeared to be a homeless man wearing pants the same red clay color as the rock he was leaning against, sat beside the wetlands demonstration in the park, hand-feeding a gull, a goose, and a couple of pigeons who had made him their perch. I took the long way around the pond to avoid disturbing them, and he was still there when I got to the side opposite him, where I got to see seven ducks, a grasshopper, and a damselfly before happening upon three pieces of crumpled metal. I picked them up and continued on my way to the garbage can, casually glancing to see if the man and his birds were still congregating, but the man had disappeared.