Last Quarter Moon “Fire Starter”

All journeys begin like this; a fragile whisper emerges, fluttering at the edge of now. Brief and hesitant, bathed in sunlight, the glistening thread of adventure weaves itself slowly behind the awareness, one strand at a time, as carefully, something is born, the seed of what needs to come next.

The Ace of Wands

All journeys begin like this, a whispered vision that flutters in the distant reaches of the mind. Like a newly emerged butterfly that hesitates in the sunlight, drying her newly washed wings, the ideas of adventure weave themselves slowly behind my awareness, one layer at a time, as I carefully build a picture of what needs to come next.