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Theresa Meis

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I can’t recall a time when I didn’t believe in magic, or that when I spoke with the trees they could hear me, or that one day I would see a unicorn.

I still believe all these things, but more than that, I have grown in curiosity over the years.

My path had largely been solitary, and while I do enjoy my alone time, I love supporting community and finding opportunities to support independent creators, artists, thinkers, and performers.

The Weirdo Collective is a passion project. The idea was sparked by two desires:
1. To keep up with the content my freinds create, regardless of how regularly they post
2. To have a searchable database of Weird thought so we have a better chance of building on ideas and learning from one another.

My personal favorite topics are: lucid dreaming, rocks, nature energy, teaching natural observation skills, and diversity in Weird spaces.

Blog Archive

A Synchronicity Series: Part 5, The Day We Got In

Theresa MeisMar 20, 20234 min read
A Synchronicity Series: Part 5, The Day We Got In

Read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, and Part 4 of the series. This event occurred on April 18, 2022, six days after the conclusion…

A Synchronicity Series: Part 4, Masks, Mark Twain, and Madness

Theresa MeisMar 16, 202311 min read
A Synchronicity Series: Part 4, Masks, Mark Twain, and Madness

Read Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3 of the series. From the 1985 claymation film The Adventures of Mark Twain Originally published on Medium on…

A Synchronicity Series: Part 3, Fucking Balloons

Theresa MeisMar 12, 20234 min read
A Synchronicity Series: Part 3, Fucking Balloons

Read Part 1 and Part 2 of the series The saying “sometimes a cigar is just a cigar” (often misattributed to Freud) is one I…

A Synchronicity Series: Part 2, A Mixed Bag

Theresa MeisMar 7, 20235 min read
A Synchronicity Series: Part 2, A Mixed Bag

Read Part 1 of the series Outside of a storm of synchronicities, it’s still important to record other moments that trigger that “this is important”…

A Synchronicity Series: Part 1, The Line

Theresa MeisMar 4, 20237 min read
A Synchronicity Series: Part 1, The Line

I’ve been experiencing synchronicity storms my whole life but didn’t have a name for what they were until a few years ago. I, a Leo…

Secret conversations in the nursery

Theresa MeisNov 29, 20224 min read
Secret conversations in the nursery

​  ​I opened my eyes.Thin February light filled the room, and I knew I was pregnant.We hadn’t been trying — I mean, we had been, but it hadn’t…

A Synchronicity Series: Part 5, The Day We Got In

Theresa MeisMar 20, 20234 min read
A Synchronicity Series: Part 5, The Day We Got In

Read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, and Part 4 of the series. This event occurred on April 18, 2022, six days after the conclusion…

A Synchronicity Series: Part 4, Masks, Mark Twain, and Madness

Theresa MeisMar 16, 202311 min read
A Synchronicity Series: Part 4, Masks, Mark Twain, and Madness

Read Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3 of the series. From the 1985 claymation film The Adventures of Mark Twain Originally published on Medium on…

A Synchronicity Series: Part 3, Fucking Balloons

Theresa MeisMar 12, 20234 min read
A Synchronicity Series: Part 3, Fucking Balloons

Read Part 1 and Part 2 of the series The saying “sometimes a cigar is just a cigar” (often misattributed to Freud) is one I…

A Synchronicity Series: Part 2, A Mixed Bag

Theresa MeisMar 7, 20235 min read
A Synchronicity Series: Part 2, A Mixed Bag

Read Part 1 of the series Outside of a storm of synchronicities, it’s still important to record other moments that trigger that “this is important”…

A Synchronicity Series: Part 1, The Line

Theresa MeisMar 4, 20237 min read
A Synchronicity Series: Part 1, The Line

I’ve been experiencing synchronicity storms my whole life but didn’t have a name for what they were until a few years ago. I, a Leo…

Secret conversations in the nursery

Theresa MeisNov 29, 20224 min read
Secret conversations in the nursery

​  ​I opened my eyes.Thin February light filled the room, and I knew I was pregnant.We hadn’t been trying — I mean, we had been, but it hadn’t…