I saw in my journal last week, I wrote of my physical therapy assessment that it was “challenging. Might not go back.” I felt uncomfortable for several reasons. A big one was a very minor logistical misunderstanding. But tangled together with my body image discomfort stuff, it felt like a bigger mess than the reality. It may be awhile before I go back because of the whole full time student thing. I will be back. Because I love a challenge.
Feedback from last night’s clown hall is trickling in. A conversation about how to move forward, a kind suggestion of someone to connect with. Feels good, man. This process is going to take time befor
I knew today was going to be a challenge. I committed to challenging myself on Friday. I had my Clown Hall scheduled, and I had no plan. I did what I do almost every morning: I shuffled my tarot deck
Here. Let's try this. I'm going to experiment with an online group discussion on what I've been working on. It'll either be on my Twitch channel or a private thing on Zoom. If you're interested, drop
