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So the young one calls me today, Oh, just thought I'd say, Hi!

Uh oh.

But there he was just chatting away, a little bit of this, a little bit of that, then he goes, Ummmmmmm, just letting you know, you're not getting a present this Mum's Day.

Oh, that's cool.  No shops are open, you can't send anything by post and couriers are taking weeks.  I'm all sweet.  I only expected a phone call.

Ok, that's good.

Then the young one chatted away to me some more.  A little bit of this, a little bit of that.  

Ok, so now my Witchy Stick is definitely going off.  Normally our conversations are bigger.  More colourful.  

So I wait.  And wait.  And wait.

And just when I thought he was actually missing me...

Oh, and I'm home in 3 weeks little bit of an issue with Visa for America everything is taking longer airfares need to be booked but you can't in case the Visa doesn't come through in time and then I got the form today and it said finishing 2025.

He stopped for breath.


3 weeks.  8 weeks.  2025.


And just like that we were rocking and rolling.

It's awesome time here.  It's robots (I'm stuck on robots now), new courses, new friends, new professors, new life.  And yes, it is absolutely terrifying for me that the young one is so far away, and for so long.  

But no matter which way we look at it, it's also fantastical and absolute magick, in it's purest form.  

To be on the brink of such awe inspiring, break through work, is mind blowing.

So I'm getting on that particular boat, and sailing the positivity tide with it.  

Awesomeness.  Mind blowing.  Fantastical.  Magick (with a little Science thrown in).

He's going to have the best time there.  

My horses and I are going to have the best time here.

Boom, baby.

Wishing you much love and abundance and a truly courageous heart.

T and Spirit