A lover pulled the Hermit for me during a tarot reading this winter. It seemed impossible. With two sons and a co-parent with her own children, I was rarely alone and quite content surrounded by the energy of others.
Summer storms have washed away much of that energy.
There is no more romance and friends and family continue to disappear. My sons spend much of the day with neighborhood friends and I’m alone in my house more than ever.
I’m giving in to the quiet. I’m finding myself there. I’m remembering the young man who would spend hours reading and writing in search of truth and beauty.
As I compose this post, an unusual Hermit’s adventure is presenting itself. I’m surrendering to the call to get away from people and closer to nature than I have ever been. I don’t know where it might take me, but I am ready.
God bless and thank you for reading,
Jason