A Letter from the Future

Hey Autumn!

I am you from the future. This isn't some Hollywood trope where I am coming back in time to warn you about the future ahead. There is nothing to fear.

I am writing to you now to encourage you of all the good things to come. This letter is a celebration of all of the dedication you have had to your personal development and creativity. It is a reminder to not give up even when the little voice in your head tells you to or when other people can't see and hear you just yet. Good things take time, and your time is coming as long as you keep dreaming and doing it for yourself.

Life is but a dream. What's yours?

2026 is the year the fruits of your labor come to fruition. After years of doing difficult, dirty work within your inner world, the outer world finally reflects how far you have come. All this time spent feeling invisible, screaming into the void where no one seemed to notice you exist, was just practice for how powerful your voice becomes. You've been misunderstood your entire life, but the world is changing because you have changed. The lonely little girl once scared into silence, too frightened to share her thoughts and feelings for fear of disturbing the illusion of peace, becomes the wise sage, valued for her insight from lived experience, observation, and compassion.

Your words cast spells that break down the castle walls built by tyrants and build up cottages for the community you create to take refuge. You wield your pen as your sword, knowing your mind is more dangerous than any weapon but not by domination and force. You have no need for fear tactics or control because you are secure in who you are with or without an army behind you. Your mind is authentic, kind, and empathetic. Traits you were once programmed to believe are weaknesses to prevent you from knowing just how powerful you are.

Not anymore.

The world has been a dark place. You get it. You were a hurt person hurting others once, too. You never let it harden your heart. Instead, you cracked it open to even deeper levels of love, empathy, and wisdom. The future is bright, and your light helps to illuminate it. You help others light their own lamps to find their way through the darkest of nights.

Gone are the days of feeling lost, even when you can't see what is ahead. You walk your path with trust and faith in the divine universe, fearless in the face of shadows staring back at you. You know truth always comes into the light. Good prevails in the end.

I left a luminary bag for my mom during the day at Electric Forest 2025. When I returned to honor it at night, someone had left this oracle card for me. It was the first festival I was trying to bring Electric Honeypot to life at.

I want to take a moment to acknowledge your journey and just how far you have come.

What started as experiencing unconditional love and seeing your path on DMT soon became sharing your battles on LSD and hearing your future on psilocybin. You stumbled down a spiral staircase in the darkest night of your soul in response to your blood mother's brutal death only to reemerge glowing as bright as the stars you are made of. You lost everything you thought you were to be reborn as the person you were always meant to become.

You found sobriety and learned to work with powerful plant spirits with intention. You held space for strangers in need that crossed your path when all you got in return was quiet praise no one else would hear. You cherished the warm sensation of doing something good in the world that you felt deep in your soul.

At times, you were taken advantage of, taken for granted, and even intentionally hurt. Sometimes, it was by the people you loved the most. Instead of hating those that wronged you, you held space for your own pain and still you recognized that the most broken people were the ones that needed your love the most. While your wounds burned as if they were coated in salt, you prayed for their healing and growth knowing the healing power salt contains. They taught you how to have boundaries in the work that you do.

From small one-on-one interactions as you went about your life, your work has grown into something global. You set out to prove yourself to spirit, and you are rewarded with the world. All the hardships, challenges, and setbacks were just lessons to help you become capable of holding the power you develop without corruption or having your tower toppled by outside forces again. You will continue to be challenged by the shadows not ready to be acknowledged, but you know it is nothing personal. You know who you are in this land of the lost.

Remember when a fellow medicine worker giggling at a crossroads in the Electric Forest caught your attention as you were stage hopping in a trance on acid? You didn't hear what he said, but your soul knew he was calling out to you. You listened to your intuition, joining the stranger on the ground near the medical booth. As always, you shared a deep, profound conversation with someone you had never met that felt like an old friend as magic happened between the two of you. He learned your story, stopped others to listen, and encouraged your budding purpose in this world. Before you parted, he told you,

"This is how you're going to save the world."

Sawyer traded a kandi bracelet with me during our interaction. He couldn't find the one he was looking for, so I closed my eyes and picked one. I intuitively chose one that had the LSD molecule as I was on LSD, and my trip had led to our paths crossing.

Spirit sees your heart when you think no one sees. Spirits hears your story when you think no one listens. Spirit feels your intention when you think you are misunderstood.

You didn't give up the climb no matter how treacherous the mountain before you appeared to be. You persevered, and your vision became clear. I am on top of the world looking out from a higher perspective, and the view is beautiful. I can't wait for you to see what I see. You're almost there! Don't give up!

Dreams do come true.

Remember to stay curious.

Question everything.

Most of all, stay sweet honeybee.

Sting where it counts.

With love,

I Am You.