Is a dieta difficult?

One of the most profound medicines I received during my three months of dieting was that I was

blessed with crossing paths with these two Canadian angels.

I had been up for a few nights in a row, attempting to move through a layer of things coming up,

including grieving the loss of loved ones and old life. I went to the river to take a plant bath with my

guitar, and as I walked back to my casita, these two delighted me with their presence, thankfully. I

remembered them telling me they wished they had their guitars on the ride out into the jungle, so I asked

if they would play for me. They each blessed me with one of their personally written songs. One of the

songs had the lyrics, "If we can't love the mother, we can't love each other." I completely lost my shit; I

felt like all the energy in the universe was attempting to move through my cells. I was shaking and

bawling uncontrollably. I couldn't make any words to them after, so I grabbed my guitar and made my

way back to my casita. This encounter could be considered the most effective medicine I received in the

months of dieting, catapulting me into grieving what I didn't even know was inside.

This shows how much we need people in our lives, good friends, family, and company. We are

moving from a hyper-independent culture to realizing we need tight, strong communities. Community is

a crucial aspect of what I bring into my in-person and online empowerment retreat creation, "Be Your

Own Savior."

After dieta, we spent some time together, going on a beautiful hike together. We came across three

wild Peruvian dogs that followed us the entirety of the walk, which is very unusual for wild dogs to do,

even letting you interact. We even named each of the members of our pack, iron-clad, the small dog;

Falcore is obvious; and Rusko, the giant brown dog.

This post includes my other half, the love of my life, sweet Lucy; I miss her so much.