July 31, 2009
Shadow and shining
Driving through the tail end of rain storms, the last couple of days — the road was silver, and the delicate veils of water thrown up by the passing cars, and the light-struck sky, and the trees were like shadows, half seen in the mist. The Kemetic year is ending in stress, but also in beauty.
The flood time is coming; may it wash away all sorrow; may we be renewed.
Dua Netjer! Nekhtet!