I started at the end of my rope. Nothing worked, I’d lost hope. Shattered dishes, shattered heart, I tried to work on it but it all fell straight apart. I was out of my mind, my heart was a stone. I was feeling terribly, terribly ******* alone. I could not please you. You kept your distance. Everything was my fault, even the smallest instance of miscommunication or confusion. You create such impenetrable fortresses of your innocence from illusions.

Oh, foul moments! You eviscerate me! I long for peak summer sea, body surfing and palm breezes. Subsequently, I was magically reassured by what the oracle revealed to me. The Birch tree! The Great Mother is now with me. No wonder it hurts, growth always does, and I honestly can live without you for a while in this corner of the castle, you’ll always be in my heart but today I cannot abide the lies, I must be honest with my Mother.

The action to take — I knew it already! Hold balance steady, my energy dialectical. Beyond duality, there is a mystery! The path there requires that I know my history thoroughly then forget it momentarily as I leap, empty-handed, into the void of the bright Day. If you stay, I will no longer be angry with you, because I will have forgiven myself.

If you are true to yourself, you cannot fail She said and so I will endeavor to do, leading me to the Yew, the endless everything that connects Here to There. Into the four winds go I, God is Change, Change is God. I am an alchemist.

It is right to give thanks even when we grieve. Sometimes the universe grants a reprieve. Maybe just a minute, or sometimes even an hour. We all have within us this heavenly power.