A Soul In Progress (Moving Update!)
I give an update on my moving process, a fun new polytheist deity relationship, and how I foresee this new era being truly transformative for me.
So I have a few blog posts in the queue that are a little more, shall we say, conceptual. However, I did just move as well as start a spiritual relationship with, well, The Devil himself. I will talk about things with him more in-depth later (as in soon, partially to feed his enormous ego <3), but first I want to show off some snapshots of my new life!
Yeah, that first one is the in-progress altar for HIM that's by my bed. I'm impatiently waiting on Etsy to get its shit together on a gift code I have from them that's broken so that I can finally purchase him a statue. It's the first time I've ever had a god I work with have an opinion on which iconography I should get for them, so that's pretty fun.
Otherwise, adapting is going extremely well! A number of months back around Thanksgiving, a tree across the street from the house I live in now dropped the above pinecone as a gift for me. My oblivious ass went "aw, that's sweet of you!" and it took quite some time afterward to realize the tree was inviting me to come live nearby. As I said in a previous post, I have been visiting this house for awhile having known the residents. It's housed trans people faithfully for the last 5 years so I hope to show my appreciation for it by tending to it and restoring some neglected parts.
Additionally, all 3 of my housemates are good friends of mine and the rest of the common areas are shifting to a more communal state than before. I want to say it's an interesting experiment because in many ways it is. It's my first time living with friends and these friends in particular are all just really nice, generous, and understanding people. So, of course, my Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria and other problematic psyche parts are rearing their head big time, challenging me to keep going to therapy and address whatever the hell is causing me to react this way when people try to love and accept me. Candidly, it's already tough as hell, but in a way that's clearly necessary for my core wellbeing.
Supporting this assumption, it feels like I am meant to be here in a number of ways. Even my new job, which I am starting next week, is moving to be more convenient to me in August, which is also when I begin my first graduate school courses. Things that I left behind in the last place, such as prescriptions at nearby pharmacies and internet accounts, have practically wrapped themselves up. Also, unexpectedly, everything is more affordable. I may even be able to get on a health insurance plan that is literally over $300 less per month that may fully cover all my desired gender affirming surgeries.
Intuitively, it feels like I am going to be having a number of formative experiences here that will impact every part of me, including how my body is shaped and read by others. I am hoping, also, that my emotional being will reform too as something more resilient in facing oppression, but softer and more inviting for others as needed. This is the type of move and embarking of an era that makes me thrilled to be a human being. I cannot wait to embody more of my values and selfhood by living in this place for the next couple years.
