My Departed Loved Ones Are Ruthless Motivational Speakers

Potholes, wordgames, and a Trimphone crow

Actual text message received by the author from God. What, God doesn’t text you too? Yeah, alright, I made it on Canva.

Depression taught me to weaponise joy. Dark-energied people can’t spend more than five minutes in a room with me now. They get seared by the light and start melting, like the Nazis in Raiders of the Lost Ark. Or, out in the open, they find themselves ricocheting off my energetic sphere like snooker balls.¹

Your most powerful tool in these transformative times is to look after your emotional state. The greatest gift to you and your loved ones in a world aiming to sink you with chaos and fear is buoyancy and the means to achieve it.