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Day 26 -

Written day of.

First day no coffee or added sugars.

I just don't have energy, a lot of the time. It's been a thing for as long as I can remember. I have felt the best in the days I took best care of my physical body, but I have always had bags under my eyes and felt an underlying uncontrollable full body

weakness.

I will also be doing yoga every day and working my way up to more fitness training and look forward to being in the best shape

on my life.

My whole body hurts. I did yoga last night and earlier this morning. Eleyah gave me acupuncture two nights ago.

I definitely feel as though my body is about to release a lot of old trauma, wounds, baggage...

I gotta go to sleep.

5:37pm Talent, Oregon

Leaving the area tomorrow

*Heading South*

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"I Thought We Were Different"

November 16th

Day 3

Knowing the levity of this situation needed to be fully absorbed by both me and Banjo before speaking with Jethro, I finally found a good time on Day 3 to bring up the 200 days scenario and to get him on the same wavelength.

He was confused why he had already missed two days of this adventure and I explained how I needed a day to really register what I was about to put my family through. Afterall, this was my vision. This was what had transformed my life in the past, encouraged me to take action I have become stagnant about. Now I am going to throw my family into the depths of possibility? Into the abyss of literally anything and everything?

The generic media-imprinted response came out of me, as it had been floating through my mind the last two days.

"A lot of parents take time before including their children in really big decisions."

"But I thought we were different?" Jethro responded, after years of living in close quarters, it was hard to keep anything from each other.

Yes, this was big. This was going to life-changing, if it was anything at all. It had to be.

I let him sit with this information while watching Jazz in the bus in the Port Orchard, Washington Lowe's parking lot, as I helped Banjo fix the trailer straps on the dolly that was towing our family van. This was the last thing keeping us from hitting the road to retrieve Mumzee's soil from Klickitat, WA and to get me to my acupuncture appointment in Eugene on time.

By the time we returned, Jethro was confident about his list.

Jethro's Bucket List ~Find, not hunt, a monster, "because they are very much out there." ~Beyblade champion ~Experience zero gravity

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Bucket List

November 15th, 2024

Day 2

Riding on the coat tails of a sleepless and talkative early morning, full of possibilities, wishing we would have thought to record earlier on. Today we create our bucket list, our vision. We imagine what this life would look like if we had everything that we wanted.

Banjo's Bucket List ~ Dive into connection with God ~Explore what i have to offer to healing people ~Touch as many lives as possible in a positive way ~Make BCBIs in diff material and have be utilized ~Get all my music on paper and recorded ~Want to write a few books -Hobos to Houses -Houses to Hobos ~Do a TedTalk Or speak on a platform that would have the same sort of reach or impact ~Keep an audience consistently clued in, as interested in hearing my spoken word as they are my music ~Be invited onto / be a part of more podcasts Play chess/games with more celebrities Kamo's Bucket List ~Skydiving ~Convert bus into home ~Decrease my stress level ~Decrease our amount of physical belongings ~Become more fluent in ASL and Spanish ~Learn basics of another language ~Retire my mother Write books -The art of Backfarting -Beautiful Toxicities ~Meet Jim Carrey

Family Bucket List ~Be more deliberate with words ~More family activities, practice - tightly formed unit, tighten the ship ~Be fit and comfy in own body ~Make habit and practice of morning solitude ~Employ our friends -See a dedicated team, clued in and dedicated to hearing and implementing the vision ~1mil followers ~Better cash flow ~Positive impact on climate change ~Convert bus to hydrogen ~Have a solid in case of emergency plan

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The Imminent End

November 14th, 2023

Day 1 of the Journey to the Beginning or End of Anything at All

(I write this blog five days later)

I needed a kick in my ass, something to motivate me to do what I needed to do. Our family's mission has been bottlenecking to these moments right now, where I just had to put the pieces in place, so we could go and finally relax for the next 6 months. It had been two weeks of saying we would be gone from my mom's property in 2-3 days. I was done, my husband Banjo was done, our 10-year-old son Jethro was missing contact with other kids, our 15-month-old Jazzlyn was doing just fine, my mom AKA Yaya, was enjoying our company more than I realized. We had been saying how grateful we were for her putting up with our 40-foot school bus in her driveway and our personal belongings taking up space in every single nook and cranny of her house and property. But when we left, when we finally left (the 17th), she was obviously stricken with sadness at how a part of her heart would be taken with us when we took our little family of four south for the winter.

Banjo's mom, a beautiful, powerful, magical woman, the matriarch of our family and traveling caravan of do-gooders, passed away during her second open heart surgery on December 27th, 2023. She was 57 years old. It broke our hearts and we are still mending every day from the void she left.

I know, I know, there is a lot of broken hearts right now, isn't there? Yes, the beginning of this journey is certainly a painful one, as are the beginnings or ends of most things in this life.

So, you know what we are dealing with at this point. Where we are coming from. We acquired most of Mumzee's belongings when she passed and we had been trying to transmute - a fancy word Mumzee liked to use a lot - the feeling of being overburdened by things, to the feeling of gratitude for the opportunity to organize, bundle and disperse these beautiful things that she and we, had spent our entire lives collecting.

Trying hasn't been good enough... we want to change the world. We already have, as we cannot help but to exist and change the world around us, but we need to make big change and quickly.

So, there I was, staring at the piles and piles of things we decided we wanted to work on for the winter, to relax and finally enjoy ourselves. I need something to motivate me to do this thing I've been doing for nearly a year... and there it came. A message on messenger from a dear friend.

"Yo. WW3 is imminent now. We need to have a plan in place for nuclear fallout."

This message was the beginning of a series of thoughts being thrown back and forth, as my emotions got progressively more intense.

I have spent my entire life, feeling it in my bones, seeing the end of times in dreams monthly, that I might in fact, witness a catastrophic end to mankind in my lifetime. I have also spent my entire life wanting to make great change, remove mass amounts of carbon dioxide from the air, encourage recycling habits in corporate locations, clean trash from oceans and save wildlife from dying by manmade materials, etc.

This wasn't a shock. I'd heard people speaking about this, slipping through the cracks of FB algorithms and in conversations about politics and the levity of the decisions being made in the warzones. But there I was, looking at our escape vehicle, our home, and I was in shambles. I was shaking with anxiety and going back and forth trying not to lose my damn mind. This wasn't the first time I had found myself, with my OCD tendencies, displaying this type of behavior over the last 10 months. I reacted like this for about an hour.

"I need to bring at least a bow and some arrows." "Where is that excess supply of first aid body wraps?" "I need to buy my family a supply of food in case the country start rationing their food." "I don't even know how to sail..."

"I need to calm the fuck down or I am going to hurt myself." "But what if nothing happens and the threat of a world war is just that? Like it has been for years. A threat. Talk. Fear." "Where is my brain going? I have always believed that I manifest my reality, so if I carry on like this, will my thoughts spill to the next person and so forth, and my fears actually create a war?!

Okay, so if my thoughts create my reality, I can create any future I want... I am reminded of my 200 day blog. Every day was a coin toss. I die soon, or I live out my life. Doing that blog really caused me to take action.

What if..."

Well, obviously today is Day 1. In my previous blog I think I had planning to start a few days later, I don't quite recall. Why would I start this on any other day, but the day I received the news? A radiant beam of information appeared before me and I had the opportunity to believe it or to not, and to live my life as such.

Time to reel the family into this.