Your Land Is a Mirror. If It’s a Mess, So Are You.

“You want to fix your mind? Start by fixing your land.”

I’m not just out here stacking brush.
I’m building something I can walk through.
A place to train.
To think.
To bleed it out and rebuild.

Clearing the chaos on the outside clears it on the inside.
Nobody’s coming to do it for you.
This is what healing actually looks like.
It’s dirty. It’s heavy. It’s satisfying as hell.

Most people wait for life to feel better.
I grab a rake and make it better.