I've been noticing lately the power in inertia, metaphysically. I haven't posted anything lately because I haven't felt inspired to do the work. When I already know that if you want the muse to appear you need to be consistent in your practice so she knows where to find you.
I woke up this morning and realised I’ve been home two months.
I’m starting to feel a familiar itch to pack up and go somewhere... Anywhere... Back to this place for example...