“No more Mickey Mouse blenders.”
I did what I could today.
Continued editing — upgrading each episode one by one.
Had a guy over to build a wardrobe, fitted into the wall space I’ve been trying to use.
Because up until now, I haven’t had a proper place to hang my clothes.
Just been making it work.
He was working outside while I did my morning workout.
Went to make a smoothie — and the blender top blew off.
Smoothie everywhere — floor, kitchen, my slippers, all over.
Tried to laugh…
But then saw it had all my goji berries, last of my good stuff.
No more left.
And yeah, I lost it.
I just got upset. Angry.
Had to clean it up without the proper things to clean with.
So I did what I could. Cleaned it. Took a breath.
Drank my smoothie…what was left of it and got on my bike.
I needed space.
Headed to Animals, where I caught up with a former client online—
Divine timing, as she said.
Offered her the Parasite Cleanse course, and she’s going to do it.
Good. I need people going through it while I keep upgrading everything.
Jumped on a team meeting —
Really solid session.
Nice to see everyone show up.
We’re refining the brand — colors, fonts, visuals.
Tightening it all. Feels good.
Later, I had a deep session with Penn.
It’s different when there’s no money involved —
it feels more sacred, more real.
Trust deepens.
We spoke about attachment — how it turns to suffering.
That’s why I created the SAD triangle.
We explored what it means to detach while still loving.
To let go of form.
Because love doesn’t disappear when a person or thing leaves.
The form mirrors the formless, and that love shows up somewhere else.
That’s the invitation — to die, detach, and express while we’re alive.
It was a beautiful conversation.
Came back to check on the wardrobe —
still being built.
Seven hours in.
Thankfully Ammar was there cleaning.
Grateful for that.
Sent out some payments.
Got myself a new blender —
a proper one.
No more Mickey Mouse blenders.
I use it every day — may as well have one that works.
I’m slowly making this place more homely.
Still hard to be here sometimes, but I’m doing what I can.
Learning about my plants too —
AI told me I needed to actually water it, not just spray.
Turns out there were ants nesting inside the pot.
So I flooded them out.
It worked.
Now it’s late.
I’m finishing up edits.
Still more to do, always more.
But I’ll breathe, I’ll meditate, I’ll wake up again at 4:30.
And I’ll do it all again.
Because this is the work.
This is the New Earth.
It’s not glamorous.
It’s grounded.
It’s real.
