so after an initial run of posts i fell off the map.
but as of yesterday i finally feel that i have come out of a 6 month depression.
i am going to attempt to keep grounded, as my most recent psychedelic freakout proved how far i really have strayed. tai chi, yoga, acupuncture, st. john’s wort, guipiwan, a cleaned up diet and no coffee, drugs or alcohol all appear to be the proper prescription for keeping me in a better state of mind.
after arriving home this morning at 7am, i realized that last night i did something i don’t believe i have ever done before. i spent 9 hours in the company of some very wonderful, rather tripped out folks and i didn’t even have a hit off a passing pipe. damn, i think i was the only sober person there.
and i feel good, a little tired as S sleeps on my couch but ultimately good.
and that’s not something i have been able to say for a while.
with the passing of the full moon i am starting to feel like i have reemerged from an overwhelming darkness.
with it’s passing we are finally half way into November, ending a phase that started last year. on November 12 we entered into the 6th day of the Mayan calendar which is a time of flowering and renaissance.
so i gave thanks to all the wonderful people in my life that have helped me get through this most recent darkness. because even when i isolate myself, you have a knack of phoning dropping by or emailing at just the right moment and giving me love and support when i most need it.
i love you all with all my being
peace and love,
bryant
I, too feel the transition over the last few weeks and have found that everything is falling into place without any effort, struggle or drama. Sorry we missed your lovely call over the weekend, sounds like you are in a space of gratitude and emanating much love…
you help us as much as we help you brotha
i’ve texted it before and i’ll say it again: you are loved. as a friend, a guide and a welcome “get your head out of your ass” when i need it, you continue to show me how much i really love having you in my life. and i know the boy feels the same, but you know he’s less florid and more funny than me. BTW, sorry for the head bonk. hopefully some vicarious pleasure came along with the pain 🙂