11 - To the Garden: The Trip Gets Worse (part 3)

In this third installment of River Shaman Ramblings, I pick up the “Ham Sandwich Saga” right where the last episode left off—mid-freefall after the equinox chaos. We revisit the moment my other-half’s insect-wing was sliced, severing her cosmic connection and triggering a cascade of heartbreak, astral misfires, and frantic rescue attempts. I recount crashing through Maingloth’s window, begging nine handmaidens for help, and slathering my own shredded wing with whatever ethereal balm they could muster.

Cut off from the usual webs of energy, I ricochet between realms: burning letters to Ganesh and Michael, consulting a Fae expert who dryly reminds me insects don’t regrow wings, and experimenting with music—everything from Dies Irae to violin symphonies—to reopen the throat chakra and keep our lines humming. Along the way we peek into several  ...