This just got real 🤭

Honey just unlocked their substack doors y'all.

Yo real talk? I’ve been dreaming of The Care Diary existing in the world as a space to share my musings and connect w like-hearted community for … probably two years at this point. And now we here. Almost like I woke up one day and decided to hit “publish” bc that’s essentially what happened. (I wanted to do it today, before Mercury stations retrograde and I begin a month-long social media sabbatical.)

Me? I’m Honey (she/they), a community hearted Aquarian, yoga teacher, lover girl with a sometimes stank attitude, a whole lot of personality and a brilliantly neurocaliente brain. Before creating and sharing yoga + wellness programming full time, I used to have a career providing wellness programming, social justice education and community development on college campuses.

That was until I realized I much prefer the expanses of care that we can co-create in real fucking life, without all the gatekeeping. Because what’s the point of me gathering up my lil skills, education, and life experience unless I bring it back to nourish the hoods I am devoted to?

You feel me? You feel me.

Let’s name some intentions. 🗣️

🪬 The Care Diary is a play space for you/me/us to share our half-formed hypotheses and major revelations on all things care, meaningful relating and healing.

🪬 You, my internet homies, are invited to indulge in my creative tinkering, reflect back what resonates and share where your experience wildly diverges from mine.

🪬 I pray that we come to regard ourselves, one another and the grander picture of care in our lives as our most valuable assets.

Because together? We have all that we need. I stand on that.

How I care, in real time. 💝

For the last few years, I’ve found myself needing DEEP social rest every April, where I protect two weeks of hermit time on the calendar. I say no to social events. I scale back on work projects that require active ideation or creation. I let everyone I love know that I’ll be underground and not to expect to hear from me until my designated above-ground date.

And it’s GLORIOUS every time. I love having deep time with myself, to go entirely non-verbal or entirely apeshit around the house. The structured unstructured nature of that time period allows me such deeper connection to me, to my purpose, to my home, to my roots, to the spirits that protect and provide for me, to all that I most value at the present time.

This April, by the grace of GOD, I don’t feel the same level of burnout that has prompted this hermit time in the past, yet I’m still considering this month as one where I set my care foundation for the new astrological year. So maybe you’ll still hear from me, but maybe also I’ll be knee deep in an ayurvedic cleanse, crying my eyeballs out in the tub every night. There’s truly no way to know until we know for real for real.

And I love that for us. 🥰

A Care Offering. 🧸

Presently, I need very low stim, nonverbal spaces to quiet the external world and be with my own insides. I recently found Dianna Lopez on youtube who plays these amazing wind, earth, moon and sun frequencies on guitar that I can deeply rely on to help me drop in.

What’s Next? 🤠

You know what’s so freeing? I have no fucking clue! 🕊️

I’ll pop in here, periodically, as I have a big idea, sweet curiosity, or new love offering to share with y’all. But really, this space is ours to co-create!

I imagine that in time, I may have a desire to share playlists, journaling prompts, oracle card readings, lil yoga + meditation vids or conversations I’m having with loved ones.

You’ll share with me what you love, what you can do without and what you’re craving more of. And me, who aims to please and also maintains deeply loving rituals and boundaries that allow my sustenance, will do my best to show up for it all.

Okay, that’s all. Now, together, we begin. 🙏🏽

With love, Honey 🌹