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Tuesday, 21 January 2025

CELEBRATING THE WINS

2025 is going to be rather hectic and some posts may be shorter than others. 


Congratulations USA

The inauguration of the 47th President of the United States was yesterday. Congratulations to President Donald J Trump, Vice President JD Vance and their families. May God bless you and your country. 


Life Progress

Personal life and growth for the year relies on so many factors falling sequentially into place at the right time to move ahead. Some of these are:

  • House sale
  • South African documentation from authorities
  • Documentation verified by South African authorities
  • Financials in place
  • Visa application
  • Emigration 


House Sale

Until the house is sold, this will be my main focus. Emigration plans cannot progress until it is complete. The sale has been and continues to be an exercise in patience. Hopefully we are almost done. A lot of preparation has gone into getting the property sale-ready and it's the best dressed that it can be.



Writing

Last week, I committed myself to producing 250 posts with relevant or interesting content for the year. That means about five posts a week to get back into daily interactions. A post each weekday is not difficult to do if my head stays firmly engaged but it's far easier to not do and once days are missed, there is a very real danger that the glitch becomes a malfunction, which leads a full breakdown. The weekends have been left free to give a buffer for any weekday which I may miss. 

While I set up my author website, which will be properly structured and much easier to navigate, I'll post some snippets of The Daighacaer as well as some of my poetic works here. 


Celebrating the wins

My first post this year was last Wednesday on the 15th of January. I'm on track with the number of posts and will keep working on improving content as I progress.

                                                                                                             


The Daighacaer Book I - Reverie

 Eryen sat deep in troubled thought under the huge oak tree’s shadows, trying to make sense of everything that had happened this day.

No one looking at him would know this, of course. His unlined brow, sporting an unruly wayward lock of wavy, dark brown, hair, shaded the strength in his gentle emerald green eyes, which appeared as calm as they always did and hid his many concerns.

It was Eryen’s custom, each day, to reflect on everything that had occurred during the day. This reflection would pass naturally into The Knowledge of Ages. The blessing and curse of yldryf. Every action, memory and detail of his and every yldryf which had ever crossed any yldryf consciousness, would remain etched in The Knowledge of Ages for eternity.

Today was a particularly difficult day and Eryen knew that his taking time to go over the myriad details was essential.

For as long as The Knowledge of Ages had been established in the yldryf, The Lady Dawne had graced the Realm of Faeré with her gentle presence each day. It was such an ordinary and accepted occurrence, that today’s events sent and were still sending shockwaves through The Knowledge of Ages.

On this day, as he did every day, Eryen arose before The Dawne’s first appearance to greet his Lady Dawne and to consecrate the day’s new beginning to her. Yet, to his shock and horror, on this day, The Lady Dawne turned her beautiful face away from him, spurning his devoted outstretched hands and arms. He still was not quite sure what to make of it. In all his personal awareness and that of the knowledge passed down to him from The yldryf over many aeons, The Lady Dawne had never repulsed a sacred greeting. Never.

Eryen turned his concentration once again to what happened at the start of this day and involuntarily shuddered.

He saw himself within the confusion once more.

Saw once more the anguish, and the uncertainty.

There was also that sense of menace which had not left him. He knew that it would remain for as long as he did not address the cause. The shock of it all was almost too much for him to bear.

His mind was still reeling as he steeled his emotions to deal with the inward and outward analysis which he knew he needed to do and which should not be delayed. He shuddered with a measure of dread as he allowed his mind to go back to the beginning of the day.

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