I just sent a radio drop to a local radio station in which I identified myself as the “high priestess of the one woman cult of Adjua Luna.” I didn’t explain what that meant, and somehow I imagine I won’t be asked, at least not soon. Actually, I probably will be asked. I’m getting my shit together slowly.
This feels new moon related. I don’t know if I’m ready to journal that yet. But the point is that my cult is now “out there.”