I just lost the whole of this post to an accident. Maybe it wasn't one. Finger hits the wrong key and zap...gone.
Well I'll be damned.
First time I've done that. So many firsts now that I think of it.
First time someone other then Rob has been in the house. The house and I rejoice for it. White Wolf Woman has a way of sending the echos of the dead flying. The house is coming together in the way that two people on the same beam light things up.
Last September I fled to the beach shelter of my son's home and life to get away from this place and the DeathEater living here. Rob was so about dying and taking everyone with him as he went.
I can understand that angst. Fortunately for me, so does Dr. Dain, and even better then this so did a caller in to his interview with Jeneth. Talk about energy shifting!
So here is I being me. I don;t know about changing the world. I know it needs change but these days I'd prefer not to bother.
I have my own corner of the universe to hold up you see. And there is still brush on the mountain to clear. Real brush...not head brush although there is still that too. There always will be.
Event the Buddha still works on himself.
Gratia Dea. There is peace today. How does it get any better then this?
Ex Mea Manua In Tua Manua, Dea Materna
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