of the sun in aquarius. even though the outside world is frozen still and white, the light is brighter than it was, more golden and intense. in the trees, i hear a bird calling, the first i've heard in months that's not the harsh cawing of the crows.
things have been happening here, too. the Angel book is under consideration; i'm tweaking a manuscript to send to a new agent. a casual writing acquaintance bubbled up out of the blue with an opportunity that offers a way for me to utilize my skills in a way that will help others and myself.
im finding the more questions i ask, the more answers i get.
and furthermore, the war will end. blessed be.