Hymn for The Muses 🍃✨🐉

from a deep listening to the space and silence between lines of words and blank pages, in the same corner and spot, drank my coffee half of the cup and got another one to take out. a very strong calls from a place i have not visited again over three years, with very short hesitation i knew i need to follow the call, even followed by long resistance over the 90' drive up lakes and valley, i made it.

yesterday felt like this one of the day i didn't want to show up, tho still: made it to grab my coffee even 35' later than usual hour, still write morning pages more than three pages with tears streaming hard down my face. saying: okay let's get your ass up there to the waterfall, in the embrace of the wild mother and make yourself feel better.

so i did.
surprised, surprised, how it has changed (as many other places) maybe there were over 30 cars parked, more than ever before was only parked for bike, lol. and yeah you could maybe almost guess my reaction to this situation and maybe imagine the face too. almost... almost made my U TURN, ahahah, but i braced myself saying: what could be worst than there's too many people busy taking pictures and not enjoying the nature? so i walked the path down to the entrance... another surprised, holyshit with the entrance ticket it's now 3x from what i remembered, i got turned off bad. almost (second time) made my way back up to where i parked and left, but something got me curious when i walked around the ticket gate, still listening to the water down there and there's maybe a free path i could just walk, fuck around, and find out... like i really don't want to pay knowing i wouldn't enjoy my experiences this time in a nature packed with people :)))

anyway, i walked my curiosity with little thrill and tiny doubt, cos i always made my way back. took this off beaten path, is what the muses reveal to me, follow that instinct and gut, the inside nudge, leading you to things you haven't seen and could turn better than you could have imagined.

spent over an hour frolicking myself in this secluded river like it was meant for me there, and it's been waiting. brought back a childhood memory, as my grandparents's house has a good distance to walk all the way to the river and now i wonder why i'm not doing it often?

back home washed away, and reaffirming: it's okay it's slow day let's shower and chill, but still i'm not and changed my mind, okay let's stay on the mat and move, you knew you will feel 2X better, so i did.

it feels like collecting the evidences of how strong i'm as i set my mind to it and my body truly anchoring me, even when doubt whisper and you stay devotional.