Write love letters to yourself

You'll be glad you did

Hello, lovely human. Happy MoonDay. How are you? How is your summer? What has been bringing you joy or striking your heart with passion? Truly. I’m interested. Feel free to reply or comment.

For myself, I’ve been landing in my new homespace in central Virginia, trying to ground down while feeding my soul with expansive dreams. It’s been a lot to hold, and while I’ve struggled at times, I feel hopeful for what is present and what is to come. All together now.

Before I dash off into today’s post, I wanted to alert you to a FREE webinar I will be doing on the advaya platform this Wednesday at 1 PM EST [recordings will be made available if you can’t make it live]. In this webinar, we will discuss the intersection of wombspace and herbalism. Read more about the webinar and sign up here. [Tell a friend!]

While it’s true that I said I was pausing my work in herbalism, I had an internal amendment that if the right opportunity came up, I would absolutely pursue it. As it happens, collaborating with advaya is a beyond dreamy opportunity that I could in no way, shape, or form pass up. Here we are. I’m not mad about it. I hope to see you there on Wednesday. If you’re unfamiliar with the work advaya does, please take a moment to familiarize yourself. To say I am honored to be added to their faculty roster is an understatement.

You haven't heard much from me lately because I’ve been pouring most of my creative writing energy into bringing my first novel to life and have felt protective of that process. It seems as if every spare drop of my inner author's vital life force has needed to be funneled into this work, for time is precious. I can feel impending projects beyond my current state of awareness on the horizon, so I have scurried to flesh out my characters and edit edit edit, working away like a madman in a cave to get this body of work ready for querying.

[Do you have an agent friend who LOVES women’s/adventure/coming-of-age UPMARKET fiction?! Send me their contact.]

Last night, I read a journal entry I wrote a few months back, and it struck many chords. Often, I find that past life Angelica writes things for future Angelica, and it’s no coincidence that I discover and read them exactly when the timing is right.

I thought I would share a few excerpts as I believe there are many core, relatable themes, and also, so that you too feel inspired to write love letters or little bits of wisdom to yourself. There is a potency in this act that cannot be replicated in any other way. Try it out. Go searching for your words when the moment strikes [you’ll know when it does]. Let me know what you find.

Notes from Life 4/22

It’s been 11 or so odd days in Manhattan. A book-themed trip that has been somewhat geared toward Womb Witch, but is also a lesson in how to do things differently in the future. Workshops, yes. But, author talks at bookstores would also be supreme. Maybe I could have planned my time here more effectively. The uncertainty of the next few months is pressing and ever-present and occupying a significant portion of my mental space. I have no clue what may arise, or where we may go, or what’s next for me in terms of work and writing. Many seeds have been planted – we'll see what germinates.

Parts of city life I’ve been enjoying - the sheer amount of various languages I hear in any given moment of walking down a busy street, the walkability, all of the varieties of food I could ever wish for, multitudes and multitudes of personalities, there is always something to write about / feel inspired by.

Things I won't miss - the noise, the smells, the sparse nature, the traffic.

Things I've been reminded of - all of your efforts are worth it, there is only failure when you fail to see the beauty; there are many growth edges awaiting discovery; the sun is one of my superpower sources; sing more, dance more; try something that scares you REGULARLY; improvisation is good - you may thrive here. Keep daring to dare. Choose kindness. Embrace your humanity. Be aware of your own dogmatic beliefs and how they may not be serving you. Dreams can come true, and they have. Just because they didn't ‘look’ the way you thought they would doesn't mean it’s not valid [or that it didn't technically happen]. Constant rerouting + rediscovering of oneself is the way through and out. What I do know is that it’s beautiful - this life, today. The sun is shining, the love is real, and I have the ability to do as I please in this moment. For now, that’s enough. More to come. More to discover. Onwards and upwards.