No Empire to Build

I loved art when I was young, but it wasn’t a vocation I pursued as an adult. Art didn’t feel practical for someone who grew up in a messy single-parent household steeped in poverty. When I left home at sixteen, working different jobs to support myself through school, the whimsy and free-flowing prospects of being an artist felt incompatible with a body wired for survival.

I’ve had two big jobs in my life: first, teaching history to pre-university college students, and second, digital advertising. It took me a good two decades to get here , where my soul now feel free to express itself in free flowing doodles and writings and I don’t feel like I’m performing for somebody or chasing an identity that’s not me.

Why I Draw & Write

Doodling, writing, and publishing my work as a transmission of joyful wisdom makes so much sense now, after decades of exploring my own multidimensional identity, inner world, and inner child, and finding a voice that’s authentically mine. I want to doodle whatever comes through, write whatever is true, for everyone and no one; to rest without earning it, and to create when inspired. There’s no reason for it, no empire to build, no need to be a boss girl or a new age witchy channeller.

I think what we need today is more encouragement to just be yourself, even if it means nothing identifiable at this time. You don’t have to be a particular title, category or some description of what you do for a living. Sure you have to pay your bills, so you do what you need to do to accomplish that. But in any other space, you should be free to be as seen or unseen as you like.

“A season to be lost and a season to be found..”

The doodles here will speak to you, or they will not. It won’t matter in the big scheme of this earth where we’ve come to learn. But I know it gives me joy that my creations will touch those who need to be reached that way.

Yogadelics was officially started in 2025, but in truth, it’s always been in the process of creation - waiting silently inside, until I was ready. I truly believe that what’s yours will always come through. You can’t rush it ahead of its time. There is a season to be lost and a season to be found. And this is the season I found myself.

When I came back from Mexico this year, I experienced profound insights into my soul and identity through lucid dreaming, where I felt like I traveled into distant realms I cannot explain.

When I came back from Mexico this year, I experienced profound insights into my soul and identity through lucid dreaming, where I felt like I traveled into distant realms I cannot explain.

I even lost my voice for a month or two. In those months, I channeled my evenings and weekends into creating the Self Medicine Path Oracle. It was the most challenging time at my day job, and also a deeply fecund creative season. It felt like the floodgates that had been holding everything back for decades just broke, and the outpouring of grief, joy, and remembrance kept flowing.

Though not a designer by training, I picked up enough Adobe skills in Fresco, InDesign, Photoshop, and Illustrator to transform hand-drawn designs into print-ready working files.

The whole process was a manic, feverish journey. It was as though I was possessed, and I couldn’t understand the sudden obsession with the Self Medicine Path Oracle.

Now that I’ve had some time to decompress and reflect, I see I was going through a deep process of transmutation, where I channeled the grief and shadows I’d been holding inside into creations of light.

I’m currently writing a book with illustrated, accessible chapters. In those pages I share my process for living a more embodied life. It will be a longer, more personal version of my blog here, filled with anecdotes, lived experiences and many more doodles!

The book is targeted for launch in December, and I can’t wait to share it with everyone.

In the meantime, follow us on Instagram @Yogadelics_life for updates and sneak peeks into the doodles and chapters.

With ever wonderment & gratitude,
Taryn Mook

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