Feb. 4th, 2009

phoenixwings: (this is not some paradise)
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February, already? ... The days are passing so fast. It feels as though I just never have ... time, anymore. There's so much to be done, and ...

Mother should have reached Taleth, by now. I hope she'll send word. We would hear eventually, I know, news of Mother's arrival would be so unexpected. It's sure to travel. But

I can't help but wonder how long it will be. I ... I think I've done well enough, haven't I? I just don't know if I can do this forever, not ... but I do have help. That does make so much of the difference. Mother is able to do so much on her own. Even if she listens to advisors, it always feels like she's known all along what should be done. I can't do that, not yet ... But people must believe that's what I'm doing, or they'll think I'm weak. Too easily influenced. Everyone does want a hand in this, and they are not all deserving.

We need to plan something for Rose Day. Some way to turn those celebrations into an exultation of the Goddesses, as well. It shouldn't be difficult. Our doctrines are very clear ... it is another opportunity to distance ourselves from the cold condemnation of the dragon priests. Love ... and loving, these are sacred things, to the Holy Three, and meant to be celebrated. And ... Rose Day ... What will I do? Last year, it was ...

It's different, this year. But better, isn't it?

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