I made several discoveries today as I sifted and sorted through the Mess of my dispensary, but the one discovery that most delighted me was finding an old moleskine pocket notebook, titled, "Plant Spirit."
This little book contains scribbles of interactions with and guidance received from many of my rooted allies. These experiences were collected some four-five years ago during a pretty intense period of green journey work. I thought this little book was long gone, buried somewhere under layers of leaves in a nearby forest, somewhere within grasp and out of reach.
And I swear to you - it was. For as I opened it to that title page, I could catch the distinct scent of sweet earth and rotting leaf. It was a scent of pure gratitude.
That's what I made today.