There seems to be no end to the fear. In my sweetest moments, when all is as it should be, I am somehow able to absorb and transmute that fear into a planar element, into part of the whole, but if I am not consciously in focus or blindsided by some Natural High, the Shadow is there, a razor’s edge. I can only hope to maintain awareness of its presence, and will the blood to flow clear and bright.

wasps nest in my living space

wasp’s nest in my living space

9 thoughts on “edgy”

  1. Buggery and bollocks.

    Those things give me the willies.

    I hope they’re not European wasps.

    European wasps give me the Super Willies.

  2. It’s so perfect looking I wonder if it was made.

    Wasps are usually harmless if you leave them alone.

    (This is sixleaf from glitter, by the way! I love your blog. It’s so light and pretty.)

  3. beautiful wasp nest. For many years the monastery in Whitethorn had a large (and ever growing larger) wasp nest at the entrance to the chapel. It was amazing, and the sisters there thought of it as a blessing.

  4. Well, I find it extraordinarily interesting.Good luck to

    all of you. And I’m sure you’ll do fine. Really. Just fine.

  5. Hey sweetpea. Just wanted to drop by and let you know you’re missed, here and at G*. I hope you’re well, and will give us an update soon.

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