Winter solstice
Waning moon
Soon to be their departure back into the deepest caverns of the collective unknown
Grown together
Grown apart
Mercury turns away from the retrograde back into direct, forward motion
It leaves me behind in its wake
For the simple sake of sanity , I remain
In the final moments of a brutal year that has transgressed me out of the gallows of all my pain
Easier than, I suppose, it could have been
Yet, I really cannot say that I remember even one full day of it being anywhere close to easy
It all blew by me faster than the speed if lightning but I cannot remember the skies ever being breezy
I found within it many moments where I finally felt completely at peace
In the midst of being drenched with valid reasons for needing to break my lease, signed blindly and thoughtlessly
Never looking back to see what I may be leaving behind
Looking back would of made moving forward impossible without being smothered by the shadows of someone else\'s bitter rage
I am turning the pages of this book that has become a saga about me and all if my many masterpieces
My children
My charity cases
My lovers
My friends
The future warriors that will one day compose my private Army
My savages, fighting forever for the Light
They have given me all of the strength that I have needed to guide me through many endless, thankless, starless nights
An owl, soaring nocturnally through the forests of wisdom that does not acknowledge the mundane
A teacher
A hunter
A healer
A shaman drawing down the rain
A traveler
A diviner
A metaphysical natural
A carnal savage
Unraveling tangled technicalities
Revealing many hidden personalities
Loather of politics, regulations, rules, and legalities
The one who sees it all
Released from the cotton of the clouds to crawl across the landscape
Tip toeing into the New Year, overflowing with infinite possibilities that may never be seen
Like eclipses, transits and equinoxes
Not hidden, just usually ignored
This year should hold festivities that I won\'t want my loved ones to miss
Abundance laced with pure bliss
Synonymous and abound
Found and lost and lost and found
Music made to help make this world go round and round and round
I shall now head out into the great wide open
I shall begin my mystical sojourn
Keeping track of all the most intricate details to keep only to myself when I return
Bridges built much stronger rather than just being burned
Gathering up all of the merits that the Universe expects me to have earned by then ..
12-28-2010