Last Thursday, I did a full-day shroom journey
I went in with the intention of manifesting things in my life, but instead, I came out a new person—a new identity. Or maybe not new. Maybe this me was always there, buried under the layers of garbage I collected. In that space, those layers fell away. It was a magnificent, mind-blowing journey. I wanted to stay forever. I didnt want to come back. I felt at home in a way I never experienced here. Coming back was a big adjustment. It took me a couple of hours just to talk and stand again. I feel regular “post-op.” I’ve had surgery twice, and the recovery feels eerily similar. I slept most of the day and night for the first 2 days and had very little energy, and every time I woke up, it was like I was waking into a more aligned version of myself—more at home in my body and soul. I’ve been journaling a lot. The last batch of prompts Ky gave us became my guide—helping me explore who I am now in this new reality. I feel like this was my grand finale from the Finesse Your Success course—a solidifying of everything this course has been building toward. Today, I’m starting to feel a little better, but I can tell this integration will take time. I’d love to share parts of my journaling here, even though a part of me is secretly hoping no one will actually see this post ;) Here goes- I no longer perform, no longer prove. I no longer say yes out of duty or guilt. I don’t stay small to keep the peace. I no longer tolerate chaos in any form. I now move with clarity and calm. I choose where I give my energy. And I’m worthy of it all. There’s laughter. Play. Stillness. Beauty. I nourish myself with whatever it is that makes me feel alive. I’m alive. Fully. Boldly. Gently. I know who I am. I belong to myself. I’m the CEO of me. My life is warm, powerful and soft. I’m surrounded by people who honor and love my power and my words. I’m no longer entangled in confusion or conflict that isn’t mine to fix. I no longer abandon myself to keep others comfortable. I reclaimed my time, my energy, and my identity.