Another gloomy morning. Alive with possibility. Finished a rough draft of 'the dream play.' New ideas swirling in my head. Coffee is good. Alone this week. 'The Hermit' looking to be guided by the 'inner light.'

Yesterday's 'pychic' session was quite good. Opened new space inside. A reminder that clarity is within reach. Let go of a lot of 'dark energy.' World events have been relentless in their negativity. Reaffirm that this is not my energy.

To know, is one thing, to feel, is another, to embody, is the trick. Brimming with optimism. I am comfortable as the 'seeker,' also, 'the ruler,' as long as the kingdom is self contained.

Instead of needing, wanting grasping --- looking, touching, feeling. The image I see is a fat, sassy bumblebee, flying over a bed of roses. Alight on one, then another. Each is beautiful fragrant. Sameness/difference. All one.