Feasting Friday


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A few weeks have come and gone since I last wrote a newsletter. The main reason being, I went to Envision Fest in Costa Rica and ate mushrooms and cactus every day for 7 days.

It's taken me some time to shape the smelding edges of my consciousness back into a form that answers emails and enjoys checklists.

I'm mostly back, but I'm different. Caitlyn, my fiancee, invited ritual magick into me that has brought me into a new layer of intimacy with my body. She got me a journal - a deep green leather book impressed with growth rings from a great tree -- and suggested I start having a daily conversation with my body.

I love it. I use it as a physical place to be slow and precise with my soma.

It's reality bending how profound the effect this practice has been so far.

Something about getting a journal dedicated to directing my voracious intellect to the soma that houses it, specifically with the intention to be slow and precise and honest, is changing me in a way no course, coach, or book has before.

As a natural side-effect, and for the first time in my life, I'm measuring what I eat. Not from the kind of self-hatred that turns macro counting into an eating disorder, but rather, from a child-like curiosity.

My body is an alchemical furnace quantum computing spirit suit. Food sustains it and is the prima materia from which this immaculate spirit suit renews itself. Why have I never brought food within my beam of curiosity that mapped the psyche and deconstructed Jung's collected works?

(shame)

And for the first time in my life I'm giving my attention to calories, fats, proteins, and the carbohydrates that comprise the nutrients that sustain my existence. I'm weighing food and feeling like I'm learning the fundamentals of a useful science.

It's like the preschool skill of alchemy is learning to measure your food (again, not to follow a diet, I'm not adhering to a diet). I'm using measurement to hone my intuition.

This practice came out of deep green tree journal Caitlyn gave me and imbued in Costa Rica. I've also been starting my days with tai chi and prayer. Again, naturally arising. I look forward to slow, intentional tai chi to greet the sun, and I'm enjoying the rhythm of prayer in a way I never have before.

The ritual Caitlyn had me do to catalyze the power of the journal was by prompting me to emotionally and sincerely envision 'my why.'

Why do I want to put myself through the lifetime of discomfort required to have a strong, capable body deep into my 70s, 80s, and 90s?

I imagine myself standing in front of a university dedicated to a new kind of psychotherapist. The doors behind me are huge and I'm with my children. My son and my daughter flicker in a quantum superposition where they are both children and adults. Caitlyn is next to them, creating a Godsey family sandwich. Her and I stand as pillars and buns that support and contain both our children and the dream of a new school.

I want to be exquisitely alive for my children. I want to be able to hold them both at the same time, to sprint with them through fields of green, to wrestle with them on foam carpet, and if god ever requires it, to be able to defend them from a predator, animal or man, who has lost it's way and found itself pursuing my kin.

I also want to be a leader. I want my health to serve my voice, mind, and heart. So I may support, serve, and steer the people that give me the honor and responsibility of leadership.

I want to be able to love and devour Caitlyn deep into the holy waters of old age. I want to travel the world and see cathedrals with her. I want her to never know a day where I can't wrap her in my arms and she feel the strong beat of my heart.

These feelings are strands I weave into the visualization. Every time I open the journal I imagine my why. And all that epiphany and mania and grandeur, when alchemized into the sacred daily action of journaling, have inspired change.

1. weigh your food
2. tai chi and prayer with the rising sun
3. full body workout and prayer with the setting sun

If you aren't journaling, I invite you to start.

If you want to go deeper, I invite you to start a soma journal, one completely dedicated to having an honest relationship with your body.

If you want to empower it, open the journal with a sincere and emotive connection to your why. Sketch a image that captures the image. Look at it everyday. Fill the journal with the truth.

Song I'm Listening on Repeat

Runaway Remix (been in repeat for days)

Calling Those Ready To Level Up:

My next program is live. It is called DEVA School, and it's for artists who want to go pro and create a dharma-infused business.

Class limit is 50, and there are only 19 spots left, so if you feel the ping of the whisper as you read the offer, be brave and don't hesitate.

We start March 31st.

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What aspect of my health have I been ignoring?

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