Back at The Lodge
“Through these observations, Beaver consensus is,
’flow on beautiful people’.”
Dear Internet Diary,
We are SO back!
Being “so back” is a new addition to my lexicon. It appears to be a common turn of phrase among attractive humans whom I’ve heard reference it as, “real hot girl shit”. As, a beaver integrating with a cosmopolitan setting heavily dense with humans, I am learning so much about human customs, language, and faux pas. One of these groups of “hot girls” gave me what they called a “natal chart reading”. They told me that my “big three” are Libra Sun, Sagittarius Rising, and Scorpio Moon. Apparently this means that I am favored by the planetary body Venus who rules beauty and justice. The hot girls told me that based on this placement, and my mysterious Scorpio with fun Sag makes me a hot girl beaver. In the group was a hot girl who was a boy, or as the humans like to call, an “otter”. At first I was confused, wondering if this otter was just like me. Turns out that some humans call themselves that based on their body type and how fun they are. This particular otter was a ball of fun to be around and introduced me to many important, unspoken human rules for surviving in the city. He gave me many tips, telling me that the most important one was to keep my beehive high and to use Aqua Net regularly to maintain my curls against San Francisco winds. Some hot girls are like angels or fairies, a fleeting glimpse of magic and pixie dust, bestowing cellular upgrades with their presence before fluttering off onto their next adventure.
Two things I have learned about humans since returning from my beaver business trip:
Hot girls are a gift to humanity. Some people understand and recognize this while many seem to reject this truth through elaborate mechanisms of denial, envy, or fear.
Humans have a long recent history of fearing the power behind a liberated and self-actualized feminine. There have been many elaborate schemes induced to disconnect women from their bodies, their intuition, and their spiritual gifts. Some schemes were violent and tragic, others were more subtle and insidious. In doing this, the schemers accidentally cut every human from their inherent power, not only women.
Luckily, real hot girl shit carries the energy of a weed and keeps returning with more vigor each time. Many hot girls of old have kept their ancient knowledge and practices alive, passing the torch to entrusted flame carriers.
The feminine is treated differently based on which invisible lines a person’s body exists in. Some geographic squiggle shapes have gruesome conditions or practices, others have legal and/or cultural restrictions to limit access to inner power. Even the places with the most liberties and social acceptance have lingering limitation practices.
What all of these places have in common is that most people have no training on what to do when faced with the presence of a fully liberated woman that stands in her fullness without shame or need of approval. A woman who knows who she is, acts in alignment with those beliefs, is curious, kind, and shameless expresses enjoyment of pleasurable sensory experiences, stirs up a lot of feelings in others. Some people are excited, thrilled, and inspired by this kind of bold expression. Many people are unfamiliar with the experience and unsure how to navigate the new sensations it arises in them. Neither outcome is the woman’s responsibility and each reaction carries potency for change. After all, isn’t it all alchemical? Turning joy into laughter, rippling sound vibrations in your immediate environment, tasting a delicious bite of food and releasing good feeling hormones to transform your inner landscape into a more enjoyable place, releasing pain through tear drops and an aching heart. To feel everything in life so deeply, expressively, and unapologetically is a threat to the status quo. NOTHING THREATENS THE STATUS QUO MORE THAN A FULLY FEELING PERSON THAT SHARES THOSE FEELINGS WITH THOSE AROUND THEM, THUS CREATING MORE FEELERS AND LESS ROBOTS FOR THE MACHINE. This applies to any gender. The masculine has its own unique set of spiritual abilities. Ideally, all humans can find a way to balance the masculine and feminine energies within them (speaking from the place of archetypes and metaphors that exist beyond cultural conditioning). That being said, at this particular juncture in time, the embodied feminine seems to have a spotlight on it, shining prima ballerina for some, a target for others. In either case, she is carrying a magnified charge. Being a conduit for change, as necessary and positive as it may be, causes a lot of short-circuiting in those clinging to a familiar shoreline in an ever-moving river. Through these observations, Beaver consensus is, “flow on beautiful people”.
The most magical, influential, and brilliant people are often rejected at first. Sometimes the rejection is mean or long-lasting, and it is nearly always rooted in misunderstanding, wrongful assumptions, and fear of the unknown. If the magical people stay true to their unique rhythm long enough, eventually others start to dance along.
All it takes is a handful of others to dance alongside the liberated weirdo to reach critical mass. Once enough people show approval, permission is granted for large swaths of people to indulge their curiosities.
Sometimes, that critical mass is reached early in a weirdos life, late in life, or after their life on Earth is done. It is impossible to predict if, when, or how much impact will spread. It appears as though the outcome is not important here. What drives the weirdo is a sense of self-discovery and creation through a process of repeated experimenting and releasing those findings through outward expression.
Welp, I reckon that’s enough rambling for now. I’ll end with this, it is nice to be back in San Francisco. I have no idea what is to come from this and I can’t wait to see what it will be.
<3 xoxo,
Beaverella
June 26th, 2026
Photo of a sparkler against a dark foggy sky. Evokes a sense of wonder, play, magic, and stock photo.