Spearcarrier here—computer fan screamin’, space-heater roastin’ my toes, pizza waitin’ in the wings. Complete with swear words. In this one I sit down with Many Cats and chew over:

• the Tale of the Moldy Ham Sandwich (yes, it’s still in the fridge)

• how a real-deal fairy ring sucked me into an eight-hour daily dance marathon

• “Fairy Hitler” and his soul-siphonin’, gem-bedazzled cicada self

• hitting Level Zero burnout and the ritual that brought my soul piece home

• lessons learned: grounding, energetic hygiene

• shout-out to Dragon Shaman (link on the blog) for legit cleanup help - thedragonshaman.net

Grab a mug of chamomile brew, park yourself somewhere comfy, and let’s ramble through myth, magic, and mayhem together. Blog posts, recipes, and extra snark live over at TheRiverShaman.com.

Thanks for listening, and remember: we took care of those thorns.