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I’ve been in a holding pattern.

As a sensitive being, I have seen and witnessed the onslaught of content from the sidelines. I have felt the bombardment of information, the fatigue of vision, the weariness of scrolling.

And I have wanted to stay there, because as a sensitive being, I have not wanted to burden others with more. More content, reading, to-dos, more information.

But just as I have learned to hold my ground and allow what is for me to come my way, so I will do the same here. If my message, tone, and frequency align with yours, welcome. I hope you’ll stay. And I hope we’ll get to compare notes and share in the joys and sorrows of being human.

Welcome to a page where I promise to use my own true, original voice, not a robotic one engineered to manufacture dopamine spikes. I will not promise you quick fixes or life hacks, but I will share wisdom and rituals that have helped me feel more connected to being human. Not hacking life, as so many want to do (sounds so violent), but living in a sovereign, interdependent way with the beingness of it. A way of living we will surely mourn if we lose it, if we haven’t already begun to notice the chilling effects of the technology around us.

We all want to know what’s happening. What will happen...what has happened. How many different realities and possibilities exist there?

I am on the edge of my seat, looking at where humanity is headed. But I have also been struggling with the apocalypse narrative running through our culture. It seems to surface again and again. And instead, I’d make a case that the apocalypse is here. We’re in it. And we’re finding our way through. Apocalypse means to pull away the veil. Haven’t we seen that time and again? Politicians falling from grace, celebrities exposed in darkness, the earth rising up to show that enough is enough.

I am tired of content on social media platforms manipulating fears and insecurities, hoping to gain likes and subscribers by playing on anxieties related to politics, economics, body image, aging, parenting, or productivity, or hooking you from a place of not feeling good enough, of needing to do or be more.

I have felt the utter confusion and loss of self while floating through these online spaces. And I know you have too. I have also found some fairly radical voices, people holding true, authentic ground and serving as a lighthouse among the flickers.

Which is why I had been on the sidelines. But I’m glad you’re here now. I’d like to foster some sanity here in this corner of the internet, while there are still no ads popping up.

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I say probably psychic for a few reasons. What started as a joke between friends has become an irreverent philosophy as I witness the world around us, how intuitive abilities are blooming in people who allow them to, and how often we second-guess our own knowing.

Our knowing is there. It’s just up to us to uncover what lies between us and truly listening. If you’re developing your intuition and gifts of sight and knowing, you’re probably already there.

I also use the term loosely because many people who don’t know where to turn might go to a psychic for guidance. While this can be fruitful and beautiful with the right person, there are many who may mislead us. We are all given ways of seeing, some more partial than others, and what is to come cannot be fully known or written by anyone. There are also teachings, like those of Rudolf Steiner, that remind us that not every voice we can access through channeling or psychic development is one we should trust. Just because something comes through clearly doesn’t mean it is rooted in truth or aligned with something benevolent. Discernment is part of developing any intuitive ability. And the inner work to back that up.

I have a sense that we all want someone to tell us what is going to happen. To help us know what the future holds.

And I have certainly been that person.

There is so much fear in the world that certainty can become a kind of currency.

And I also know that the answers to my own unfolding are within. We are stepping out of the age of looking to others as guides, gurus, and gods. We are seeing the effects of that egomania. And we are feeling the loss of something intangible that we may not fully understand the value of until we find it again: the priceless quality of inner knowing.

I have been a victim of my own pride, too. I have clung to frameworks and certainties and held tightly to what others have predicted for me. But I never truly felt free until I let it all go.

Becoming probably psychic is a process of tuning into what lies beyond the senses, the supersensible, the hidden realms. And then, once we feel we “know,” tossing it out the window in a kind of hapless c’est la vie way. Because we are always moving deeper into the mystery.

So, I’m probably psychic.

And if you didn’t already think so, you probably are too.