One) Connections. The energetic weaving of things. I notice it. A coming together. I'm opening doors. I am the loom.
Three) I'm preparing to step out of an old shell. I have an idea of what to expect. There are people I adore that might not like what I do and who I'm becoming. They may damn me. They may think I've gone backwards. In a way I have, just not where they think. I can't wait for them, and they shouldn't feel like they need to wait for me as well.
Four) My new mantra: Embrace the Paradox. The paradox being me.
Five) Hawk. Twice.
Six) The air quality reads: unhealthy for sensitive groups. That's my daughter and I. Staying in as much as possible. Dinner and movies with popcorn in our favorite bowls sounds like a good idea.
Seven) Two tiny glass vials of glitter. Green Christmas trees, white iridescent snowflakes. Wait...one more tiny glass vial of bright red chunky glitter. I need all of these. Not sure if it's the actual glitter or the glass vials with cork tops that I like the most. Maybe it's both.
Eight) To do: website update + altar renewal. Kind of the same thing.
Nine) Waxing crescent 5 percent. Moon in Sagittarius. Sun in Scorpio. Who plans a course to start the day before mercury goes into retrograde? This human right here.
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