It is important to write, to record your life, when you lived and what was true on that day. I went for a walk in the woods, now fully canopied in green as a grand Cathedral. A slight rain had fallen, and the forest was wet and quiet. Quiet is the best hymn to accompany being.
I saw a tortoise sharing my trail. I call them turtles. A turtle is an ancient thing, akin to a diamond or a piece of coal. It is a big event in my morning.
I picked stones into piles to build our graveyard wall. A sacred act. Sacred acts are treasures I give myself. I live in a treasure box, Fair Haven, with my Fairy Princess Lover.
I saw two more turtles. Three in a morning. That is a first for my life; Three ancient of days, calling me to walk daily in the woods with The Only and Most Ancient of Days.
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