Sasquatch Speaks

Sasquatch reads moar Momastery - Glennon reminds us there are "forever tries." Also - mindfulness, aphids, humans, bohemians, groves, and planets. Good stuff in the show notes at coolnervousmiraclepizzaworld.tumblr.com.

Sit in it, tribe. "Living with a Wild God" by Barbara Ehrenreich is discussed. Sasquatch is jealous of Barbara's dissociative events. Can the anxious resonance loop be disrupted? And if so, does it help life in general? Let's find out.

Learning to embrace life's many dukkha sandwiches. It's ok, tribe, it's all ok right now, and will continue to be ok. Spiral up and outta this biznitch with your Squatchy. Flow and letting go.

The quicksand of depression.

Thursday, bloody Thursday. Squatch takes a home blood test, it takes a while, so feel free to skip ahead. However - you may miss a reading of "Don't point your avacado at me" from Glennon Doyle Melton's Momastary if you skip. Nick Redfern's book has alien sex in it, so let's talk about that, while commuting Monday morning via pickup truck, hungover from wine and poor parenting. 

Sumerians, wtf with your pine cones, you weirdos.  Sasquatch gets into Rh negative information, starts reading Bloodline of the Gods by Nick Redfern. Also discussed: ancient art-i-facts, the usual self-induced heart palpitations, and getting some confidence.

Sasquatch is boring and needs a new computer. Squatch resolves to be honest and be weird. And to not allocate any F's to dusting the blinds. Peace and love, Tribe. Give me some feedback at sasquatchspeakstruth at gmail.com.

Pigeons, rats, hookers, and runners. Sasquatch runs (most of the way) a half marathon. Also, gets her Bey on. And maybe doesn't explain stuff all the way, because there's a lot of stuff, and the horse does wander. I missed you, Tribe!

It is a moral imperative to take what you are given and share it with the world. Life is too short, tribe. Go move somebody.

Pushing this one out in honor of the purple one. Be creative, don't be heavy. Sasquatch runs, 8 whole miles and lives to tell about it, barely. Squatchy is in the last legs (literally) of first ever half marathon training. Love and light to you, squatchlings. 

Sasquatch, take some action, Jackson! Squatchy got a cattle prod of insight this week. Also, the joy of reading Synchronicity by Dr. Surprise, and listener email with food for thought and helpful advice for dealing with dukkha. Squatch's second float was more thetalicious this time around. Show notes will be posted at coolnervousmiraclepizzaworld.tumblr.com.

Brace yourselves. First there was Nothing, today there is everything. Autism, spiritual transformations, more float biz angst, taking action or not, a dream I had, Sasquatch's friend coming to visit, consciousness, and fear. Not sure that was a decaf. 

Sasquatch floats! AND does her taxes. Glory be. Hear the float story, Squatchlings, as Squatchy gets McDonalds, puts air in her tire, and goes to work. 

Check out these floaters, tribe. Round the bowl they go, quite rapidly. Amends, guilt is a habit, and the explosively charged potential of leaping into something entirely new, Squatchy's one and only small business idea. Also, tell me anything at sasquatchspeaks truth at gmail dot com. Lastly, these show notes can always be found at coolnervousmiraclepizzaworld.tumblr.com.

There's hope for the future! Sasquatch signed up for B-School. A little more Master of the Key because I can't help it. Also: trees, depression, that Druid guy was in my podcast list twice, and Master Gimenez says relax. 

Yeah, tribe, I said for granite, and I meant it. And, I whine a lot this episode about life, anxiety, and the general health of my immortal soul. Also, I read The Key: A True Encounter, and so should you.

Don't ever lose a thumb war with the truth. Squatchy bears witness to the transformative power of love over the weekend, with Iyanla Vanzandt as the high priestess of burning truth. Spiritual paths and the reflective unconscious. Tell me somethin' good/weird/fun/anything at sasquatchspeakstruth at gmail dot com. 

THE TRUTH IS OUT THERE, TRIBE. Or is it? Or is it right here, right now? What is it? A know nothing contemplation for your Friday night. To be ingested with a chocolate eclair. 

Dear Aliens,  Do you watch cable tv? Can I text you? Why all the sneaking? Why don't your Jedi mind tricks work very well? Has anyone ever just asked? Squatchy wants to know.  Sasquatch starts reading Mike Clelland's Owl book and immediately has a first ever very undeniable and personal synchro. Psychology, spirituality, perception, and mystery presenting the usual complex tapestry. Thank you Grimerica podcast and Mike Clelland for the inspiration. 

IT'S A RAMBLER, TRIBE. Swiss cheesy brain holes threaten these lovely musings, but GUESS WHO WINS? Squatchy, that's who. Let's all use our big simple animal brains to pick the tastiest crap sandwich out there. Tell me something weird! Sasquatchspeakstruth at gmail.com. Also, why missing persons stay missing.