––– THE CONTAINER IS SET –––
Today was full on—but in the best kind of way.
I set up Circle—the New Earth community space. Now, when someone finishes the cleanse, they’re invited to choose their donation and, from there, placed into a corresponding group—each designed to bring them together with others on the path.
There are no “tiers,” not in the old sense. It’s simply an honoring of energy. When someone gives more—through financial support or service—I meet that with greater support. It’s reciprocity. Alignment. And it’s working.
The container is built.
AI plays its role, drawing in ideas, formats, frameworks from the Old Earth and laying them out for me to refine. It gives me the shape, and I breathe life into it. The feedback I receive from others helps me polish, carve, and refine until what we’re left with is something rare, radiant—like a diamond becoming itself through the pressure.
It’s happening. The foundation has been poured.
––– SIGNS FROM SAUNA TO STARS –––
I checked in with the backend today—edits to checkout pages, visuals, small design touches. I spoke with Sade, shared a moment with the medicine women in South Africa, and felt something deepen. Their encouragement is so appreciated, especially now.
I realized I’ll need to host an Orientation Call—a kind of welcome ceremony for new arrivals into the journey. Something they can attend live or watch as a replay. A space to understand where they are, what’s unfolding, and how to move with trust. I’ll begin preparing it this weekend.
Later, I went for a deep tissue massage at the clinic—a rugby-built Sri Lankan man with the gentlest strength. One of the best massages I’ve had in years. Afterward, I sat in the sauna, head poking out like a cartoon character while the doctor’s 10-year-old son showed me Pokémon cards and talked Minecraft. So sweet. He prefers English to his native tongue. The innocence of it.
And then the synchronicity struck again.
While I was on the massage table, I looked up and left—and there it was: a mounted deer head with antennae. The exact imagery Penn and I were speaking about yesterday. She’d just shown me a ring her dear friend had given her—two deer heads mirrored in the design. It stopped me for a moment. I took a photo. Sent it to her. Too aligned not to.
––– GRATITUDE FOR THE UNFOLDING –––
I was going to head home after that, but something nudged me to stop at a local café for juice. It was closed. But a nearby restaurant had live music and a good atmosphere. Since Penn was flying and our regular Friday call wasn’t on, I decided to settle in and do some quiet work there over dinner.
Later, I got a beautiful message from the South African sisters—they’d watched the Who is Arthur video on TheNewEarth.com and were moved. They asked about the “After South Africa” part of the story. I smiled. “That’s in the book,” I told them. “Soon to be released. And maybe one day, a movie.”
Maybe with a real budget.
The vision keeps unfolding.
I spent the rest of the night refining emails, fixing broken links, and cleaning up old material on YouTube—preparing the path, smoothing the stones.
Tomorrow, I’ll move my body again. It’s been nearly two weeks since I exercised, and I can feel the readiness returning.
Tonight, I rest in appreciation.
