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Writer's Wood

First of all, I'd like to appologize to Sonja. I phoned her last night and we talked for a while until I became too deliriously tired to speak (the word is "dedication", Trent), and even before that, I didn't speak too much. I'm not a talker, not most days. I love writing because it gives me time to think out my words, to think about what I'm trying to communicate. It also gives me time to "enjoy the sights" as I write. Communication for me is like a walk on a wooded path. How much time you take to explore the sunlight through the spruce bows (ideas), trace the tree roots that interlap and cross over the path (experience), analyize the wild flower and foliage growing along the path (details) make for a richer, more worth while experience that lead from one end of the wood (the concept) to the other (the conclusion).

As soon as I finished writing that last sentence, I walked outside of the warehouse and came within two feet of a fox. She was walking across the drive in front of the warehouse, and she stopped and sniffed the ground and continued on her way. Interesting....

Todays' Rune:
Gebo -Gift
Relationship, unexpected good fortune, patnership. Could be reuniting with my muse, or perhaps the fox was a gift to awaken my wonder again. It's a bright, beautiful day, and many things are possible.

posted by September @ 7:50 AM