No! No, I mustn’t destroy my health to blogviate at great length about things that are mostly above my praygrade!

Starting yesterday, my right arm hurts pretty much from the neck to the fingers, although some poses are not too bad. I can type, but not much. I also happen to have a head and throat cold, so I can’t dictate much either.

Perhaps “Someone Up There” thinks I should cut down on the sanctimonious prattle…?

And I had even found this great passage from Meditations on the Tarot that I would gladly write about, but perhaps you understand it with just his own words. Perhaps you even understand it better? Who knows.

For the “zone of silence” does not only signify that the soul is, fundamentally, at rest, but also, and rather, that there is contact with the heavenly or spiritual world, which works together with the soul. He who finds silence in the solitude of concentration without effort, is never alone. He never bears alone the weight that he has to carry; the forces of heaven, the forces from on high, are there taking part from now on.