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I get every imaginable type of person who comes to me, in every shape and size, with the all the attendant pressures and enthusiasms of modern life. 

I get people who want to experience a bigger canvas, as well as people who want a loving and artistic "shock" to their system. People who want a reset, a shakeup, and perhaps an upturn in a life soured by downturns and uncertainties. 

I get people who are numb, people who are frazzled, people who are searching, and those who want to be found. 

I get establishment folk who can't stand the frozen smile they must inhabit all day, while also getting outliers who want to sing a song with a fellow traveller and dissident of modern life. 

I get the religious, in droves, because the body has its own spiritual arc, and its not so far from the sacred truths of the big books. This time, though, the decisions will be made by the feminine, rather than the top down masculine. It's good to have the reigns to your own wild animal. 

I get the hidden artist, dressed in the frocks of conformity, ready to seek pleasure for its own sake, and release the hidden energies of the divine. 

I get the silently abused, turned inward by circumstance, but secretly wishing for a deliverance, however modest and long-lasting. A taste, however brief, can light a thousand possibilities. 

Perhaps you are one of these people, a hero with a thousand faces. I welcome you in whatever form you arrive.