Possibly In Michigan

What a fantastic piece! I loved it. And I saw my little nod at the end! Cecelia, you did a great job with this. The Perfume scene is perfect. The MIDI music opera stuff was great. Karen, what a soundtrack. I'm over the moon.

Tonight I'm going to see Ken Russell's The Devils, so October isn't completely crappy.

I'm struggling. Not only with the grief of my sister, but the level of synchronicity of deaths this year. Tim, Dolly, and Walter?! I saw that coming? How? This is nowhere in the realm of coincidence. It wasn't a guess. It was providence. I have no doubt that I am who I say I am or think I am.

I'm grieving the loss of her—that cosmic person who could have done more, the possibilities that will never be because there was no return. I can feel her rotting away. Maybe that's why I saw this title today. I woke up and had images of rotting flesh and skulls. I sat down with my breakfast, and ODDIX analysis came across my feed like some divine information needed to download. (Since I'm in the Negredo stage, I don't feel the divine right now. The Gods are not gone; they are there protecting me. I just can't feel them right now. My intuition is dormant, laying in wait.)

I wonder how long I am to decompose before I can begin again. I'm not in a hurry; I'm bored. This is the long, boring part. Nothing is happening, good or bad. It's just days. I'm not happy or sad. But then, there are days like this when I can feel something activate. I feel a source of joy radiating out towards me, and it fills me, if only for a short time. It makes the journey tolerable for a bit.

I wish I could enjoy more of what this year had to offer. It's pretty bad on that score. I can't see what is to come. I can't hear the Gods or the Ascended Masters.

What did Henson believe? What did he pass down to me? Did I receive a recent visitation from him? That is something I am unsure of. I know I had a visitation; that was very clear. (I contacted a friend to ask after another that fit the description, but that wasn't it.) And why me?

Nothing can be answered, especially now. But I will continue as best as I can with what I can get for the moment. We shall see what is to pass, together.