A Dense Week, Camping Trip
I went on a camping trip with @starkatt from Wednesday until Yesterday. It was the first time I had been camping in a way that wasn't "In someone's backyard" (which to me only ever counted on an aesthetic level).
It was wonderful and I VERY much needed the time away from things to parse a lot of life and emotional things.
A Dense Week, Camping Trip, woo
I saw the wide, open Pacific Ocean for the first(? I'd seen the Sound before) time. It hit me very emotionally staring at those rolling waves under the bright sky. As I walked and sat, I saw Ocean, a spirit that has been with me since childhood, beaming and grinning at me. I felt... LED in a way that that felt distinctly beyond me.
A Dense Week, Camping Trip, life/woo
So I asked Ocean, in vague wistful musing.
"What do I do now?"
I saw glimpses of community, love, laughter, of strife but strength. I saw the future not in terms of survival, but of possibilities. Ocean's message was a shrugging smirk of carefree wisdom I've come to know water spirits by.
"You live."
I felt intensely grateful. The spirit(s) that have been with me since I was a kid always knew I needed this. That this is where I belong.
A Dense Week, Camping Trip, desires
I want to spend more of my focus and glow inward on my community instead of outwardly, often dissipating to few people's attention.
I want to focus on my own life, stability, and well-being so that I can better help others.
I want to continue to create and share my creations.
It will never go as well as I ideally want it to go. I'm neuroatypical, and that's okay
A Dense Week, Camping Trip, further woo
The second day was less willed with such revelations, but just as much woo. We ended up going to a more populated trail filled with such dense and old life that the spirits were practically tangible.
At one point, even, I remember eyeing the scene of a number of thickly moss covered tree forming a circle, footsteps seemingly leading too, but not from the circle, and a sign that said to 'please stay on the path'
Yeah, you don't have to tell me twice
A Dense Week, Firedance, community
I finished up by going to a Firedance ritual, which was a fitting bit of closure to my feelings of community opened up by my trip. I caught glimpses of community on a level of providing for others like we would ourselves. The solidifying bond of security, care, and love that binds and defines community not as 'a group of friends' but as a greater, closer whole.
A Dense Week, Firedance, community
It made me cry, and finally understand things on such a deeper level, particular what a number of folks (namedropping @literorrery for their particular help and words through the night) see and strive for. It fills me with a lot of feelings, particularly of belonging, confidence, pride in others, and love.
I am so ridiculously proud of Who We Are and What We Stand For, turmoil and troubles considered.
A Dense Week, The Lovers
The ritual, on another point of noting, held The Lovers in prominence, and I found myself closing my eyes and drifting with the imagery I found.
Two white, queer minks.
One with pastel blue hair wisped to the side. an overflowing chalice, naked and andro-masculine with nothing but a vulva and a dreamer's eyes.
One with pastel pink hair wisped to the other side. A sharp sword stuck to the ground, naked and andro-feminine with breasts, a penis, and the eyes of a defender.
A Dense Week, Camping Trip, changes
In my further musings on the topic with regards to my career future, I'm going to continue with my dreams. While I have always suffered from ADD, I knew there was things I could do to help steer my life more productive. Leaving twitter and focusing less time on social media was one of those things I clearly knew I needed to do. I had built up FAR too many unhealthy cycles around twitter in particular.