2015 — Spring And Summer
Somehow, it was starting to work.
I knew I was still in the middle of a mess. But it's like I could breathe more openly. Something had loosened up — or maybe failed to take root in the first place, this time.
I was honestly beginning to call on allies that have never really had names, that are in nature, or the forgotten corners of our minds.
It's no accident that I got back into pagan practice in the summer of 2015 as well. It was the true beginning of a series of homecomings — to New Orleans, to realizing I was a guy and starting transition, all the way to now.
It's about knowing you deserve to leave a mark, trusting that the mark you make will be a good one — giving it a shot, analyzing whether it worked, and moving on to the next try.