Zen and the Art of Knowing Yourself

The beginning of a year in review, a series of posts reflecting on what 2022 birthed in the regenerative movement and my life.

I like to think of 2022 as the year after the one which shall not be named, the one which feels like a sore wound, too painful to talk about. Right now, I’m sitting in front of my altar again, tapping away at my modern typewriter, a bluetooth keyboard which feeds my words into a Google Document I’ll later edit and shyly post to this platform. I’ve been …