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Open and Inviting

Elaine came into town today to catch a movie with Ted. They have not had a conversation about their relationship, but both of them now consider themselves attached. In the past two weeks, they have fallen into something of a rhythm with one another. On days that Elaine works, she will text Ted before her shift and after she is done, and they will exchange some thoughts and humor. On days she does not work, she will call him, and…

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On the Wing

Inca rescued Gabrielle from tumbling down a steep hill on a hike today.  She did allow her to put her hand inside a hole in the ground, but only because Inca knew that there were no snakes inside.  I am beginning to see what she meant about people like Gabrielle teaching an angel to move quickly. I was there on Gabrielle’s outdoor adventure with her friends because for the first time since we met her, her boyfriend Nick was with…

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Moving and Perhaps Not Immovable

Today was Shannon’s moving day.  She sold most of her furniture so she could pack the rest of her belongings in a rented van.  This morning she took her overnight bag and a few final suitcases, piled them on top of a box of books and movies, and locked the van shut.  Then she drove out of Washington without looking back. I think that this could be a good thing for her, after all.  Better for her to have a…

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Out of Crisis

Some of you have been asking after Grace, and I thank you for your concern.  She is doing well, though nervous about the grim possibilities in her pregnancy.  Her blood pressure has not risen too high, but nor has it lowered, and the doctors are keeping a close eye on her, sometimes asking her to come in for a check-up twice a week. I will say one thing for worry, however—it makes one realize who is there to offer strength…

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Over the Water, Under the Stars

Today…I am not quite certain what to feel about today.  It was a good day, and everything went well for my charge, but I can’t quite say that this is the right direction to take.  Of course, I admit that I am finding it hard to trust any of my decisions just now.  So I will write it honestly, and you, my reader, may perhaps judge what is best. Ted had just gotten off a shift driving some tourists around…

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Fighting On

Today Inca came to find me while I was watching Shannon pack up her things, chattering away to her mother on the phone.  Inca took a hard look at her and said, “That one is a lost cause, brother.” “Don’t say that,” I snapped, my voice harsher than I wanted it to be.  I apologized, turning back to Shannon.  Already there are tinges of gray stone in her aura. Inca said nothing more for a long moment.  Then she lifted…

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A Will of Cold Stone

All my new energy, all the strength of a Power, and I cannot get one stubborn human to hear my voice. That is not true.  She hears me, I know that—my words are reaching through her aura, sinking deep into her subconscious mind.  But she is fighting me, fighting the wisdom that I offer.  I can’t even be angry with her, because she is doing this to protect herself.  But she is wrong. She met with Oliver this evening after…

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Heavy Hearts Make Comfort Hard to Hear

Two of my charges had heavy hearts this weekend.  At least I was able to help one of them.  Somehow I find that little comfort. Today was the day for Elaine to come to the lake, and Ted was excited to see her—he had been planning out where to take her along the lake, what to show her and what to tell her.  But only a few hours before she was supposed to arrive, she called to tell him she…

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The First Stone

I was speaking with Adnar’el just a few days ago—he was telling me about his sabbath, and he spoke with some awe of an opportunity he had to witness a rockfall in the isolated mountains of the Middle East.  He said that there was no sign of where it first began, only a faint rumble becoming a roar, and suddenly the entire mountain had given way, massive stones flying through the air and sending clouds of dust to block out…

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Love Lends Wings

Pamela flew out to London today—even now she is soaring over the Atlantic, hunched low in her uncomfortable seat, filled with excitement and anxiety and loneliness.  I am also full of those things, for she is flying out of my life at the same time. It was very difficult for me to let her go.  Pamela has been my longest-running assignment, and she has roused powerful emotions in me.  It was with her that I first used anger as a…

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