Preparations for 40x40

The universe provides. I’ve always felt this.

Whether I’m at my wit’s end or my last resort — an extremely rare occurrence — or I’m at an emotionally tender and insightful juncture, my remaining atoms point towards a greater goo that keeps everything together. A good goo.

So I’m drinking tea, folding laundry, orienting a friend to those of my plants that need to be watered in the sink and those that are happy to guzzle on site, and learning about my new Olympus EP3 (most of which was intuitive). There are dozens of physical preparations and a few spiritual ones — the ones that the universe has just opened up to me.

I’m very much looking forward to being on a plane to Barcelona exactly one week from right now.

What’s next is soon.