I get on ChatGPT these days the same way I’d hop on the family desktop when I learned about Google—like eight years old and Googling things as an after school activity. It’s funny that something like AI could be nostalgic. I guess, being an artist, I’m meant to feel morally opposed to the thing, but I can’t help but find it fun. And inspirational!

I showed it a journal entry about my dream life. (Do you think I should be afraid of ChatGPT knowing too much about me? I’m unfortunately obsessed with asking it questions about myself.) I asked it what my goals should be in order to get to the place I wrote about. It gave me a list of 1-3 month goals, 3-6 month, and 6-12.

A couple of them were pretty good. (A goal is good when it scares you a little, like, am I ready for that? ChatGPT says I ought to be—in one to three months.) I picked one of the good ones and have made little steps to it in an off-handed way, not really thinking much about it or it feeling very real. I guess that’s my favorite way to achieve things since you don’t have to deal with the emotions of doing something you’ve never done before.

But I definitely am hosting my first wellness workshop. I’ve set a date and place, sent out invitation links, and have accepted money from acquaintances for their tickets. Hm! It’s always a little odd to do something new, even when it doesn’t feel like you’re doing much at all. It’s like unlocking a new ability in a video game.

I wanted to start with something easily set up: a group journal session on the beach. It’ll be a full moon—hopefully not too cloudy so we can see it rise. I’ll bring blankets and incense and tea. I may put journal prompts in picture frames to pass around. I may lead a group meditation…

I’m vaguely anxious about the turn out, about people showing up and feeling like it wasn’t well put together or a waste of a drive. I felt awkward asking for money, though that’s faded since it isn’t much and will make up my budget for those picture frames and some grapes and maybe thrift store tea cups to minimize waste.

If you’re in LA, let me know if you’d want to come. It’s on the 17th. In any case, I’ll update you.

Kisses!

Z