The creative juices are not flowing. Life is imposing it's tentacles into all of me leaving little left for He ment well. Day after day I get up and put one foot in front of the other, hoping that I won't step on any toes that people put in my way. They can't help it, my life attracts toes and my feet find them weather I want to or not. I jest, but at the same time I'm dead serious. The sad thing is that with a few simple changes the magnet gets turned around. I know this intellectually, I've experienced this at least a dozen times, when I open my self up to the aether and allow my self to accept the guidance and grace offered I do sooooo much better! My day was better than most, and it all had to do with a little willingness, and a tiny bit of suffering.
Well Mage, this one is wandering, and at least for the moment is not lost. Ha ha I'm so full of my self sometimes.
He ment well