Divine
Divine Fire
Whilst the season of temptation lasteth, all seems cold and dead; yet still at the worst
                  season of temptation
there is a secret coal in his bosom, which, upon the gracious motion of the Almighty,
doth manifest some remainders of that Divine fire, as is easily raised to a perfect flame .
Let no man, therefore, deject himself, or censure others, for the utter extinction of that spirit which doth but hide itself in the soul for a glorious advantage."
-Spencer
What to say? I'm a 31 year old wanderer finally done with my Saturn Return. It sucked. A lot. Every time I thought I had a handle on things, something else fell apart. Including myself the last time. But I got it figured it out, I think. Well enough to get by, at least. I wouldn't wish any of the Hell I've been through the last two years on my worst enemy, but I just hope that when whomever is reading this goes through their Saturn Return, they'll make it out the other side. I don't think there's any way to really prepare yourself or to understand it until it happens. And it's harder than you could imagine. And it seems so impossible some days to believe that you can take the next step, the next breath. But it'll be worth it. It'll all be worth it in the end. That's what they told me back then, anyway...
turns out  they were right
turns out they were right after all...
                    they were right after all...
A hopless romantic, but learning not to live and die by my relationships, or trying to anyway. A hard lesson. Lost what I thought was an amazing person on the way. What's really amazing, I discovered, is how people you think you know will act in ways you would never have thought possible. How, underneath the slick veneer of friendship, of commitment, there can be lurking a blackened core, the antithesis of all those " I'd never do that... " statements and promises. Hoping I figured it out this time so I never have to lose anyone like that again. So that maybe next time, I can recognize it soon enough not to consider them a loss.
I'm just trying to get along, trying to get ahead. Trying to figure out my head and my heart and my life. That's me: Living. Learning. Confused. But oddly at peace.
    Most of the time.
Most
            of the time