Kombucha VI

Friday 25th April 2025 and Tuesday 9th September 2023

From this place, report your reality

— Papaji

Friday 25th April, 2025

I don’t know what happened to me today. I started off having a good day. I walked to work and had coffee with one of my colleagues. The weather was fine. I had a productive one-to-one with one of the engineers I manage, and a meeting with my team. For lunch I went to Scotty’s Snack Bar and ate a roast chicken salad sandwich, cut into four quarters, with a cup of tea.

But something accumulates… it gathers up in the body. It’s like a kind of necrosis, or a sense that my system is becoming congested: gas filing into places it shouldn’t be. It is by definition difficult to describe this thing — it is something like grief — because it’s like a pre-conscious experience, something at the lip of my consciousness.