For those who are tired of using microdosing to fixing themselves

Tethered to Wholeness We came from stars, untouched by name,then fell through life’s dividing flame. In seeking self, we lost the thread,forgot the light we’ve always bred. But silence whispers what we miss:we’ve never left the womb of bliss. Creation flows when we recallwe were, and are, already WHOLE. Lately, something inside me has gone quiet. The things that used to excite me, new projects, new ideas, even the next breakthrough, don’t hold the same charge. At first, I thought something...