Atrophy and the Human Mind
My body craves slow. The season has slowed and this mammal wants to rest. Can you help me rest? Can we slow down together? As I shift inwards to my usual, less social time of year, I may lean into writing more. I have made strides on my books and have sat down to finally draw out the idea for another book, set to be released sometime in the future. Of course, it might be a good idea to mention it to my publisher, so I will ensure I do this after I finish this post.
I've had some immense realizations on how skittish I can be when it comes to love. I was always drawn to feral cat types, and it appears I am one myself. But I am growing, and evolving, and ever committed to my life's work of becoming the absolute best writer I can possibly be.
Reflecting back on what I have loved and what I have lost in 2023, I can say that I have gained so much more. Although the heaviness of the year weighs on my heart, there is no real burden, aside from the lack of energy and exhaustion from having to put up with so much chaos and turbulence that spiraled so far out of control in my home life. Through the transition of which I wanted to be a peaceful one, I have seen more about my true nature and character than ever before, and can not believe how far I have come. I love this life and, I am exhausted.
The peace of winter is beckoning and I hear her call, so I must go for now. With that being said, we approaching the final Mercury Rx of 2023. To those of you who don't know, I support my nervous system by staying off all social channels during these transits.
During this time feel free to send me an email, read through my Substack collection of words, catch up on my YouTube videos, and, rest too. I sure feel I need the rest, cook some nourishing meals, write and get lost in a fantasy bookland of multiple storylines.
I don't gig in the wintertime as I prefer to rest and heed the call inwards to introspect.
What are you looking forward to during this period of returning inwards?
What have you lost?
What have you gained?
Watch me atrophy and wither away, hermit style of course.
With ease,
Fo Fera
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Written under a Sagittarius sun and a Virgo moon feeling like a little ball of tired sunshine.