Retreat Obscura
You’ve been through a lot, and you have big plans. Ground yourself, Circe. Do not allow recent events to obscure your mind, he advised.
I am the catalyst for change and have no tolerance for wimps, egomaniacs or any other fear-based behavior. I am self-made. If I can go from longing to being, so can mortals. They may not have the powers we Gods and Goddesses do; yet, they do have a mind. I intend on helping them use it. If you irritate me, I am the enzymatic Sorceress that will destabilize your existence. I am Circe.
You’ve been through a lot, and you have big plans. Ground yourself, Circe. Do not allow recent events to obscure your mind, he advised.
I can hear the blood racing through my head. I don’t know if I’ve ever felt this nervous and disenchanted. Not even on Aeaea. At least there’s room to spread my wings over there.
I feel a hint of joy tickling the corners of my mouth and spin wildly through the sunflowers. Honoring the light that connects us all, I salute the sun with a simple series of twelve yoga postures and their mantras.
Without question, every breakdown is a doorway for something better, and this is mine! Because the local mortals know I work with herbs and oils, it’s time for me to seize the day.
Maybe it’s the realization that the most efficient method for improving anything begins with a thoughtful response, rather than a panicked reaction.
My eyes are like a mood ring. Honestly, I don’t know what a mood ring is, that’s just what Corrine said. That’s my client…or was my client.
I know they’re with loving families; yet, how will they be restored to their human selves? How can I do that, if I don’t even know where they actually live?!
“I’m sorry, Bayia. That’s the best part! We’re going to be the life of the party, handing out candy before giving the puppies away at the end!”
“Kids are always asking Santa for a puppy. You can even make a few extra dollars for the holiday.”
This money thing is frustrating, and I don’t think my “turtles” and drachmas are good for much at this point. I can’t even trade the goats.