Sitting With The Quiet

It is truly 0203 at this very moment.

The air out of doors is cool and the temperature is dropping to sixty-one or fifty-nine Fahrenheit. Think I might step out of doors in a few minutes. Take my Medicine Walking Stick and carry on my right ear a twig of the White Sage. Around my neck, beads and a powerful crystal point.

I have the mind-set of waiting to see if our four o'clock in the morning guests will be back. I really don't think so, but I want them to see my face as I will see their face if they should. This end of the cul-de-sac is really like one long-inter-connected properties. The neighbourly like thing to practice when one is Blessed with such awesome neighbours.

Blessing's yes. We are fortunate to have this "C" section of our community be so sweetly coordinated, as we are here at the end of our block. Here, there's one way in - and one way out. My U.S. Army day's taught me well on the camouflage and hiding technique. I will find a spot, apparently and creep up on the possibility of some misguided Folks, creeping 'round these parts of our reservation. There's strength in numbers, you know. Fourteen neighbours times two eye orbs equals to twenty-eight eye orbs. Awesome!

I am considering sitting a spell and having another ceremony. A bit of time has passed since I last had ceremony this late into the night. Oh, my dears, I so sure do remember having ceremony well into the night...

...and welcome the dawn of the new day.

All is silent and quiet about my environment. The hounds are in the 'Bat Cave' and the mate is sleeping restfully. Tonight, I am restless. Am medicated as well, so I don't know why this high tic of an energy is so over powering. Yes, I am exhausted. I have been up a good days worth of hours today. Am pleased to have kept the activity moving at a good pace. Worms wiggle in my head.