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lush warm day after weeks of cold damp storms here s beautiful to be out and about Flushing way and sea swim with the pup!

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Everywhere I look I see images of angels. I collect them. Beautiful ones and beautiful images of warriors through to colourful lovers. This one is by an artist named Jody Skye. I look at the contours of the wings especially. The emotions that any of the images evoke too.

What about you?

Lx

Being a writer is totally weird sometimes.

Sometimes I recognise that I am no longer present in present time, but living among those I am living with in my head. In another world, in another time. Conversations are so real at times in this space. New people arrive, others engage and new characters are formed.

When I was writing Ritual, Adam arrived. And I had to return to Revelation to literally find where his story began.

Literally out of nowhere, and he is one of my favourite witches.

Today...

Some days we just need to get out there and clear heads

This week really.......maybe years...

So much going on in the world.

I live for these moments.

In the crystal clear cold seas where I live, nothing keeps me present more than the initial touch of water to my toes, the next step, the vulva clamping cold as it ascends over my warm body, and the inevitable dunk that follows as we go deeper and further out from shore.

Head clearing and soul cleansing.

I feel gratitude in every cell of my body...

It's been a tough week. The young son of a friend had some results back showing terminal cancer (again take 3). And the husband of another good friend, he has vanished on a sea kayaking trip and is presumed dead. Not light airy things to deal with.

Oddly enough, after receiving the news of the first, I wrote "The Universe is An Asshole" poem.

I am not a poet.

But needs must, and the tears sat building and building waiting for the dam to break.

After writing it, it broke. And I cried.

I even...