Terrifying Goddesses, Cold Waters , Camp On Golf

I moved to California. Where waters are cold and goddesses are terrifying.

These are my two fixes, and my only two fixes. Cold water and terrifying goddesses. Well, besides coffee. The best place for coffee in town is PG Meeting House! PG Meeting House represented by Ottie the Otter! Oh how you will find the most lovely music in PG Meeting House! If you ever find yourself in Pacific Grove, make your way to PG Meeting House for the most delicious coffee.

My name's Sam and I'm an addict.

Hiiiiiiiiiiiii Sammmmmmm.

I went to one AA meeting. This was after flipping cars in that riot. And I knew afterwards I wasn't going back. I was going to find a way to COWBOY my way into sobriety. I could tell you about Dimes, and Seth the Jedi, and Seth the renegade, and peoples and places that followed. But we're not going there today. We return to goddesses.

We went to Hay's Place at Pebble Beach. We got chips, guac, queso. We looked good. Beautiful flow. Land has special place in my heart. During the '19 US Open, I partook in a putting content. I made 40 foot slider. Got to putt with Wesley Bryan. 2 years later I went on a trip with two mates. Oscar and Joe. Lipped out for ace on 1. It became dream to return.

Sitting at the bar at Hay's Place. I felt like I found my people. I had this same thought with Chris. Then I witnessed him die.

Allow me to introduce you to the goddesses.

Megan is Chief goddess. Host of @caddiemagic and @magicmeganmichele. She was a golf dirtbag. Travel with Caddie. Driving bus around US and A playing g. She looped at Cypress. She cowboy camped Aiken Golf Club #campgroundsongolfcourses. She had a kundalini awakening somewhere in there.

Maggie is Robin goddess. Former wife to world series victor. Then she had her kundalini awakening.

The kundalini energy had been stored the Himalayas for 13,000 years. A masculine epicenter of the world. Why Bill Gates and Steve Jobs traveled to India prior to their venture. To siphon masculine energy necessary to cause global shift in consciousness through tech.

The kundalini energy is stored in a location for 13,000 years. Per The Serpent of Light. Then it shifts. It shifts to restore gender balance and human consciousness. The kundalini energy moved to the sacred valley of Peru around 2012. So they say. Epicenter of feminine energy.

Oh, I have no idea what I'm talking about by the way. I'm just a coyote. I roam. Graduated college '23. Slept on ground outside 300 + nights since. Oh! (not IO! just not yet!) I met a cowboy in Jupiter that was in Rishikesh, India some years back. He met a man that told him the kundalini energy shifted, from where they were, down to the sacred valley. As cowboy felt something off, as he frequented India. He also sleeps on the ground. Outside. He's roamed 20 years. He has spots.

Chief began connecting to her womb, her moon cycle, some years ago. As a result, she is strong. She has boundaries. She empowers wombman.

Robin had lost her cycle, her moon, her period, some time ago. She found Chief via "Womb Magic with Megan Michele." She felt seen for the first time. She began learning from Chief.

Their world is governed by flow. What is flow? Good question.

They entered their own flow day following Hay's Place. I would swing by. They were in flow. So I would leave. I felt deeper into courage. Courage to say I do energy work. Courage to breathe campgrounds on golf courses. I stay fed. All in name of the goddesses.

Chief has been in flow since I arrived. I am on edge with potential shifts. Each moment I feel more gratitude to be in her presence. Then Robin arrived. She captured my heart. I greatly wanted to play reindeer games. With both of them.

One thing that was stated. That would most certainly happen. Was fire. For full moon. Saturday night. I was excite. Very excite! To build fire. To sing songs. For lovely goddesses. What a joy. What an honor.

I arrived at 5 pm that evening. Ready to dance! They were in flow. So I left. Outside. I continued work. They turned up the music louder. I could hear joy in their dance. But I could not play.

After 3 hours of waiting. I went to knock on door of Chief. "Yeah we're thinking about doing moonset fire now, I'll dm you." That's the thing about Chief. She doesn't give her number to men. I've been communicating via Instagram DM for 13 moons. That's how Tyler and Yu-Sang used to communicate. Tyler's a cowboy. COWBOY.

I go to village where I rest. In mode to keep fire for goddesses. This does not go away. This heightens. I receive DM from Chief. They might head to my village at 3:45. But all in flow. It was 11 pm. Ok. I remain awake.

It reached 2:30 am. I had been in fire mode for 7.5 hours. I entered into this metaphysical-hyperbolic state. There was deep level of unknown. Vulnerability inside my heart. Jimmy Neutron fision. Jimmy Neutron fusion. "What is going on? What am I doing?'

Holy shit.

This is what it must have felt like to be hazed in a fraternity.

I tapped into my active heart. It was open. But in pain. Their love cleansed what was still not clean. It beats for Robin. And I could not play reindeer games with her. As she was in flow.

But then I thought, what if 3 dudes busted into my village and told me to chug this bottle of vodka, made me take off my clothes, painted me in paint, made me eat ice cream covered in semen, made me kill a hamster, dumped buckets of water on me, whipped me, made me eat 17 beesechurgers, then made me roofie a girl. Woof. Some men. Many men. Many many many men. Have had experiences along these lines. It is demon energy being transferred from one pledge class to another pledge class to another pledge class. Then those young men go out into the world propagating the child eaten pedophiles playing puppeteer in corporate America. They then connect to feminine energy playing nature destroying game that is US Futbol (no, they play golf). Adios mia.

This is an issue. A major one. On a metaphysical level, as it pertains to devotion to the feminine. And it can be viewed from the microcosm of imperialism that is golf, amongst others. "But there's more than one way to skin a cat," Lance Harp, UC, '92.

I merely say words. I'm not perfect. Hell I'm a coyote. I took advantage of the womban. I never felt fully connected to my sexuality. It felt strange growing up. I felt peer pressured into that lifestyle. I succumbed. I was not strong. I looked to derive energy from the womban. I crossed boundaries. Big time. In attempt to fit in. Whatever that means. Then I flipped cars in that riot. I began to wake up. Ok, what is going on.

I began a search for why. 5 years later. I may have landed finger on it. After I witnessed Chris die. I sat with grandmother. Yaheh. Ayahuasca from Colombia. Purgative Pablo. Bless his soul. Memories of being sexually abused by my grandpa flooded. There were peaks in past years. But I couldn't look away. I was young boy in shower.

Following jungle I went to the factory for 7 weeks. So I could dance in Nicaragua. Then I went to cowboy. It all broke open. Chris's death, sexual abuse I received, sexual abuse I caused. Pain. I could not ignore.

This led to many moons of feeling the love and strength of many strong peoples in Ohio. Time's became tough. Rightfully so. The only thing that prevented me from grabbing a you know what, and doing the you know who, to myself. California. Prayer of Chief.

Visit modern day rites of passage. Drivers license at 16. Alcohol at 21. First full time job, prior to or following alcohol. That is all the man does. Drives their car to work. Drinks beer after. Sports! ESPN Deportes! And if people are fortunate enough to have funds to join a fraternity, they may sacrifice the rest of their life through the trauma they received that they may never know how to heal from. That is their initiation into manhood? What does it mean to be a man?

The extent of hazing I received involved chugging alcohol. So I learned it was alright to make others chug alcohol. I pray for those put through hazing. Put through darker.

In that realm. I was not taught what it meant to be a man. To be a strong man. Those ways have been lost. Go get a good job! Raise a family! Do a disco dance!

Let's address the underbelly of society. How many men have been sexually abused? How many men have sexually abused others? How many people have acknowledged this? Or even know they've done such things? Or have conceived the potential idea of safe spaces to heal? This is root level chakra. Survival. Safety. Continuing to transfer from people to people. But we have the new iPhone 20 coming out next fall. Then we all wear Kentucky SGA jerseys to MLTs.

How many men feel strong? Until they hit their vape? Or throw in an upper decky? Or swipe tinder endlessly? Or the longing to numb with 3 beers Friday night? But it's only 3 beers. It's chill. I'm in control. I'M IN CONTROL MOM.

Terrifying goddesses and cold water. I will remain. Bare bones sober. Well, besides coffee. If you're ever in Pacific Grove, the best plac… Worshipping goddesses. Worshipping the feminine. Healing trauma? Walking in a better way? Being strong for descendants? Being strong for fellow brothers and sisters?

The two goddesses were in flow remainder of days. I did not roam outside, but inside myself.

The only time I could play with Robin, was receiving her luggage into my chariot - Mazda CX-5, with 198K Miles McBride. I transported her to airport. Honored to serve. Slam Dunk!

I return to Chief. First time talking to Chief 1 on 1. In 5 days. Great honor. Robin's flight canceled. So I pick her up. 20 more minutes with Robin! I sing to her. I drop her off with Chief. They flow.

Robin allocated 1 hour the following day prior to flight. Chief was feeling out. Chief was on day 5 of her moon, which is inner winter, menstruation, period. This is when womban are most visionary, the veil is lifted. This is when womban would go into red tent, moon hut with other womban in their bleed. To seek visions for tribe prosperity. But Chief is connected to her womb, so this is actually her inner summer. As it is inverted.

While we stand on fertile grounds. Women go through 4 inner seasons. Just like Ohio! Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall.

Inner Winter. Menstruation. Days 27-5. This is when womban's nervous system moves inward. They withdraw from external world. They are more sensitive, prophetic, intuitive. It is important they rest and be gentle on themselves. It is important they protect their time, energy, and space.

Inner Spring. Follicular. Days 6-11. This is when womban feel like baby deer on ice. The rose color glasses come on. They feel creative, curious, intuitive. It is important to invite in experimentation. As they get comfortable in new skin. Man tries on different jackets on first spring day. He knows weather will shift. He experiments with jackets. Womban experiments with expression. It may appear as ADHD. Armadillos (Dillo Dime Picks) Dragons Harriet (Tubman) Dancing.

Inner Summer. Ovulation. Days 12-19. This is when womban do a disco dance. Very nice! They are superwomban confident. They are naturally magnetic. The new version of themselves comes online. Ovary moves egg. Womban is fertile. Good for making sexy time if baby is intended. Their hormones naturally make them attractive to mate. The world celebrates womban in this internal state. They flow. They dress up. They have good time.

Inner Fall. Luteal. Days 20-26. Progesterone rises. Estrogen drops. This is an important shift to notice. The rose color glasses come off. They become more emotional. They have a low tolerance for bullshit. When womban are in this phase. They may ramble. They prepare to head into cave that is winter. "I'm listening," can serve them. Providing words of affirmation. Good. Yes.

Then to play reindeer games with Robin. Great honor. I swam for her. In cold waters. I drove her to airport. A terrifying goddess. She has my heart. I am here to sing, and to dance, and to share magic, and medicine, and stories, and to smile for her, Chief and all wombman. Cheeseeeeeeeeeeeee.

This kundalini energy has transferred into goddesses of far and wide. Chief and Robin are not the only ones. There may be locals near you. We serve them. They take us on internal journey. Journey back to balance. To heal. To provide. To protect. To prosper.

You could say I double bag for them. Caddying, not fucking. JESUS FUCK. It was remarkable. To have had such magical wholesome 4 day side quest with Chief, my older sister, 12 moons ago. I return to Columbus to hear former brothers. "Did you fuck her? Did you fuck her? Did you do her taxes?" That is where the collective consciousness is. And it must shift. It must shift.