A Dignified Place

Wake-up feel: 5.

Tired. Awake before four in a hotel room in Frankfurt (Oder). Cheap, plain, a bed up off the floor. Fourteen nights on the ground in a tent behind me. The body knows the difference, and this morning it wanted a dignified place to live for the years to come.

I did not wait for the room to brighten. The urge was to move. Pack on, down to the platform, and now the train runs north.

Nisdorf again, until the eighteenth. A roof. A door that closes. The garden I know by now.

I looked hard at the options these last days. The choice is made — set down on a morning for setting things down.

Flower day, until the Moon enters Pisces at eight tonight — then it turns to Leaf. Flower belongs to air and light: the forces that open a plant outward, to scent and bloom and showing. Leaf belongs to water: green growth that does not put itself on display. Pisces is a water sign, and the Moon crossing into it tonight turns the day from the one to the other — a morning that opens, an evening that simply grows. The showing is nearly done. What is left is the leaf: to grow, quietly, toward what was set down this morning.

Ten nights, then I close the season here. The body wants the roof first.

"Seven places were on the table. The number was never the question. Now I am listening, the direction has been read. I am here to serve, with. The needs of the people who have been close to me all these years belong in this too."

Day 74 — Phase 11 — Thought — Gallbladder — Onyx — Ubuntu
Gut Nisdorf, Mecklenburg-Vorpommern, Baltic Coast
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