Simply, gently, we begin again 

It’s been a while. Since April, in fact. A lot has happened during that time, not all of it good, but much of it powerful.

The pilgrimage to England changed me. The depths of the Ovate grade changed me. The death of my father changed me.

So here I am, riding on the dregs of the super moon in Aries to get out a post. Break the logjam, let a trickle of words through.

For now, it’s enough.