Happy New Year from a liminal space in Echuca!
Today is our last day in the farmhouse. Though I’d love to stay for a much longer time (weeks if not months), I am grateful for my short time here. It recharged me completely, ━ mind, soul and body. As a result, I feel refreshed and rejuvenated. Ready to conquer (no, not “slaying” my year anymore ━ from now onwards, I will be respectful of the new year) 2021.
I closed 2020 by eating 12 grapes and thanking the Universe for all the good things I experienced and the not-so-good things that helped me grow.
Meanwhile, I started 2021 by wishing Fafa and then my parents a Happy New Year (even though it was just 8 PM of a different year on their time) and went to sleep peacefully.
I woke up early to have one last breakfast made by Fafa at the farmhouse. Then I ran, meditated, fed the chickens, pulled the tarot card for the year (Ten of Swords!!!) and did the new year tarot spread.
After writing this, the last part of my previous farm stay diary series, I have to pack, tidy up the farmhouse and bid goodbye to the baby cows, the farm and the house before heading back to Melbourne and 2021.
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