April 10, 2012
I question everything, most especially myself. I've lived enough to know there's no such thing as an absolute truth. I'm not sure if this thing I'm on is a path or I'm wandering through the wilderness, but I would never describe myself as lost.
A better question would be: What is the airspeed velocity and maximum endurance of a giant eagle piloted by Gandalf, bearing the ring-ladened Frodo? Because then the hobbits don't have to walk all that way to the volcano... I mean, somebody might get killed or get involved in a war or something.
I lead an aimless life of poetic magic.
This group feels like the family I wish I'd had... everyone is welcoming and tolerant of different paths and opinions. Sometimes the conversations turn into lively debates, but we are respectful of each other even while we disagree. As an independent practitioner, normally I don't play well with others - but within this circle of friends I feel supported and validated.