[from late night notes]

I should be freaked out. But I’m not. I’ve felt this presence since I was a girl. Why now, though? I’ve stopped teaching. It’s been ages since I’ve cast a circle. If anything, I’ve shielded myself. Why now?

Maybe the last 72 hours stripped my defences. I haven’t slept since Saturday. I’m delusional. Or crazy. My sanity hasn’t been debated in awhile. Which is good. That’s progress, right?

What I feel most right now is a profound sense of peace. I’ve been afforded a visit from a familiar presence and an old friend. I’m fortunate that she still thinks of me and seeks my company. That’s all I’ve ever wanted. Maybe I should dispense with my quest for distractions and face what I am. What I’ve always been. Maybe I should to listen more.

I wish next time she wouldn’t manifest at the foot of my bed, though. That was startling, to say the least.