This is the question that I asked myself today and many other days... I sat in the hall looking at others but I retreated into my mind... It's quiet and peaceful there... There isn't all of the worries that I have in my life while I'm meditating and pondering the mysteries of the Mother and the world at large... Hmm... Wandering...
I have been doing some thinking... As I enter into my seventy first summer I sit back in the Holy Grove and begin to pen what may just become the beginning of my end...
There is much to ponder as I continue to age like the mighty oaks in the grove... There are a great many things to worry about...
I also think of the things that I regret... Oh yes, dear journal I, Taryn, do regret... If only people knew what lies behind these violet eyes and the leaves 'n twigs...
This was a different homecoming. I returned home to find that my friends, Tawny and Elbryan, have both left the confines of the Guardians clan hall...
So many things can change when you are not there to witness them... I wish I would have had time at least to say farewell until next we meet...
My mission was a success... Touching the life of the warehouse owner was quite a happy moment for me... Knowing that I am doing some good in my time walking along on Mother's Earth I feel whole...
Time to rest these old bones for the evening...
Penned by my hand,
Taryn, Priestess of Chauntea