Flipped through old art magazines.

A volcano on one page with some gnarly eruption. Check. Flip. Flowers with softness, vibrant colors and blooming. Check.

So I grabbed the watercolors & pencils, sat with my sister at the dinner table, and let my wild psyche leak onto the page.

No goal and no judgement for my “accidents.” Just presence and conversation. AND ethereal music gently playing that made the whole experience quite psychedelic.

10/10 recommend as a nervous system reset (way better than any standard American therapy).

Especially when shared in stillness with someone you love.