I wait. Or am I done waiting? I don't know. A prophesy foretold is here, but is that what I've been waiting for? It's nice, sorta; but. . .it detracts from the real reality that I'm spreading. It also leaves me inconvenienced and vulnerable. On the other hand, never again more than 12 miles from base.
Payback time in two directions.
And what's with the third. . .oh, never mind!
Veg for Imbolg!
I'm slowly coming together. I realise it all from an intellectual standpoint, and all will eventually get through to me. I leave my mind open to that. If I'm given a road map, I'll do my best to stay on course. Hope I don't have to guess too much. Wrong turns are so time consuming.
