The Museum of the Mystery

A Residency in Something or Other

I wanted to wait until it felt right.
Not right as in everything falling into perfection.
Right as in being able to step into the wide expanse just below my breath and feel the spaciousness there without needing to make it all into something just to satisfy an ache that has never been mine.
And now feels like the right kind of right.

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At the edge of my drive is a library.
The Library of Wonders and Curiosities.
Though it looks small at first glance, I would invite you to remember that appearances can be deceiving.
Within are passageways and portals.
Hallways and hidden nooks.
And on the 2nd story, just beyond the glass sun that illuminates the blue ombre pathway, you will find a door that opens to the The Museum of The Mystery.

The Museum, though not exactly cavernous, holds a bounty of treasure.
Each piece is a spark from The Evers...a landscape of make believe made real.
Each piece holds an ocean of possibilities, if one is willing to see them.

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I am afraid for my country.
For my community.
For the people I love, whether I know them or not.
There is work ahead.
Fights to be had, I am sure.
And if I have learned anything from the last several months in this mountain town it is the necessity of connection.
The importance of the interweaving of people and their brilliance.
Their kindness.
Their willingness to make the day better than it would have been without their presence.

One thing I can do is offer a point of connection.
Connection to a world that brings us deep within.
To a space where everything is rooted.
Where we can remember who we are.
Where we can live a new mythology..one that might just help us become who we are and have always been.
Truly.

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On a morning where the fog struggled to life, I discovered the following note tacked upon the doorway to the Library.

We, the keepers of the Library of Wonders and Curiosities, are pleased to announce that we are accepting applications for a yearish long Something or Other Residency at the Museum of The Mystery (just one of the fantastical notions and spaces within our walls).

Whomever is chosen will get full access to the collection within the aforementioned Museum as well as whatever else is housed within the Library. You will be asked to utilize and share the contents of said collection as to bring what we have to the whole wild world. You will be called to enter The Evers and gather experiences to share. During this time, you will also be tasked with creating a project of your very own, to be unveiled this time next year. Seasonal retreats are required to provide space to wonder. Housing will be provided by the home directly behind the Library.

Seeing as I am the only resident of the home behind the Library it seemed appropriate that I apply, especially since I am not interested in having a roommate.
In a fortuitous turn of events, I am happy to announce that I have accepted the position as Something or Other in Residence at The Museum of The Mystery.

I am to begin with preparation and ideation.
Some of the best -ations, for sure.
There are spaces to prepare.
Impossibilities to dream.
And The Evers to explore.

The rest will take shape as it does.
I will not rush through. There is too much here to discover.
I hope to share the way.
To create moments for us to connect.
To carve entrances into the places I dream of, so that we may adventure together.
Because perhaps a new story, one we live rather than read, is a sliver of what we all need.

My first official email as Resident Something or Other at the Museum of The Mystery will appear in your inboxes later this week. Be on the lookout!

With love and fire~
Jo Anna

P.S.
Down here I am going to share what secret messages paid subscribers receive, as these subscriptions help to support me and my work.

This week, in honor of the new moon, there will be work similar to my full moon clearing, where a path is opened and roots are strengthened. A message from the ceremony will be given to each person who participates.