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Hey everyone, I hope fall and the days of waning daylight are settling into the bones nice. Here in the desert, I’m dabbling in pants, relishing crisp air evenings, and didn’t even break a sweat on my bike ride to the coffee shop to begin this late night letter writing ritual. I’m in between things right now. In September, a bunch of things ended. I published 17 Ideas That Changed My Life, threw WONDER WANDER 2025, and the roof blew off my rented place of residence in an epic monsoon microburst to cap off the month. This October, I’ve been feeling out what’s next. Picking up previous project ideas to feel for life in them. Settling into a cozy new little studio apartment. Playing with new perspectives and angles of approach to reality. It’s been a mixed bag. Some things clicking, some things not. Living smack in the middle of downtown Phoenix in this new studio, I thought I’d deliberately work on my lucidity in the group dream (Idea #15 in 17 Ideas That Changed My Life). However, I’ve had a handful of heavy unknowns on the business, friends, and family fronts, and found that when I feel fear, the lucid thread of awareness running alongside whatever I’m doing often collapses and closes off. I did have one truly epic day of lucidity, though. I woke up on a Friday morning, armed with a first-time-ever mortgage approval secured in but a couple of hours the afternoon before because a dream of a deal on a multi-family property had popped up right where I’d most hope just east of downtown. The kicker was: all some out-of-state investor had to do was sign on the dotted line of an already-made counteroffer and the place was his. As I dressed that morning, I knew I had to make some serious moves if I were to somehow end up with this place. I firmly decided the day would be a grand experiment in lucidity: an act of faith that, if I unwaveringly held the outcome in mind and trusted my intuition to act in the present toward the vision, by the end of the day, I would sign an offer for this property. And miraculously, through a string of visionary actions, patience, goodwill, coincidence, and fortunate events, around 4pm that day, the agent called me, and when I said “hello,” she said, “your offer has been accepted.” I had believed my way into it and I couldn’t believe it. Totally stoked, I marched on high through a sea of paperwork last week only to discover major issues with the foundations of both houses on Friday. The aim was to build a strong foundation for a sweet little community, not temporary or through the internet but in-person, a place to share in backyard saunas and workouts and collectively branch out into a beautiful array of local shenanigans. But discovering the foundation falling six different ways and cracks throughout the ceiling and walls, it became clear this wasn’t it. A hit and a miss! So it goes. The coolest thing that happened this month, though, was the most full circle receipt of a photograph:
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