|©Dugan & Evans|
A bird of prey, a red tail hawk, flies high in the sky above a deep mountain valley. A sword rises, tip straight up, the light glinting off its steel blade and golden pommel. The clouds in the distance seem backlit by the sun, and a morning mist rises from the valley, putting this at dawn.
New ideas, new possibilities and vantage points, new vistas, offer themselves up to us today. There is a freshness to this image which delights me. A sense of hope, perhaps... In the book, Dugan talks about the truth hurting, but also having the power to heal.
Perhaps this is about my Dear One and I starting to talk about what we see in the future now, after last week's loss.
I am grateful for the chance to talk things through, even if it's hard.