September 17 Waning Moon

Minneapolis has been a place full of magic even though it will not be a stop on my tour. I still think, as always, I was meant to be here and meant to learn here. I am ending my time here in a place that feels like home and I don't think that is by accident. When I say it feels like home I mean that it literally reminds me of my apartment back in DC. It feels like I'm getting closer to living in a stable place that makes sense to me- that resonates. Plants everywhere, mason jars for everything, Black art, and intention all throughout. I feel so lucky. So blessed. So taken care of. So appreciated. So full. So accepted. So peaceful. So excited. I am listening to a song called Ti-de by Kokoroko that is a musical representation of these feelings. Again I feel a deep sense of contentness. Deep breaths and stretching are a mood right now so I think I'll do that and engage my new friend. A friend- who within an hour of meeting me- offered me her futon to sleep for a night. The gracious and giving people I've met on this trip have been out of this world. It feels like I'm creating this ideal cocoon for myself. I know life isn't supposed to work this perfectly and that change is inevitable but isn't life correct in any case? If so, it is proving to me that I'm not crazy and these thoughts have validity. I am here to bring them into fruition in some way. It is a slow and meticulous process but I wouldn't have it any other way.

-MJ