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Departing Imbolc towards the Spring Equinox.
Quick, graceful, and a master of the element of Air, the Hawk is symbolic of vision and power. The ability to fly and nest at high altitude and see prey and hunt from a great height brings a special reference to this majestic and fearless creature.
A quicksilver messenger of fate, the Hawk can help and support you to see through layers of doubt and uncertainty to the problem at the heart of the matter. Be swift and subtle and use your common sense to progress.
As a person in your life Knight of Arrows is a champion who rides to defend and uphold beliefs, for himself and on behalf of others. He/she has clear views and opinions and makes a good advocate for those who have no voice. He is a friend who is never downhearted but always energetic and spontaneous.
As an aspect or process Vigilance as you go through the process. Impulsiveness. Heroism. Struggling with ideological compliance or revolt. Using subtlety as a way through. Holding a grudge. Festering anger.
As an event/happening A cause that you espouse. A speedy turn of events. A decision that needs to be made. A meeting of like-minded people. A revolutionary inspiration. A violent kick-back or reaction. An ideological persecution.
Questions In the depths of doubt, what do you hold to strongly? What do you need to stand up for? Where might you be wrongly informed?
Heroism • Disputation • Subtlety • Clear-sightedness • Impetuosity • Anger • Holding a grudge • Valour
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January 2, 2025 8:17 AM (EST)
Dear Allison & the Onyx Savant,
How are you on this bright & shining morning? How are my streaks-o-shadow? My glistening midnights? Those would be Masters Forest & Chingo, of course. I hope they are in good fettle. We did it! We got through the holidays one more time! Huzzah for us! High fives all around! I still have extraneous holidays with my parents in a week or so, but the bulk and the push and the stress are mostly behind us. I am ready for routine. Enough with the Bacchanalian revelry. I need some normalcy. That does not mean we cannot take time for pleasures in routine times. I suggest adding more pleasures to routine times so as to reduce the need for Bacchanalian revelry. What do you think? Allison agrees because she is the one who told me. lol.
I don’t know if you were canny, but my tarot card for today is the same as it was yesterday. This happens to me often of late, I have noticed. And the theme is not hard to figure out. I suppose I am feeling “hawkish,” as it were. Strategic and intentional. I don’t wish to be as cynical as I have been in the past, but I also cannot blind myself to what I know to be true. I cannot live in full hope with no regard for facts. But hope is useful. It gets us through. All this weeble-wobble…I need to work on my core this year. Anyway, I have been planning and raising my head up from the dirt slowly. One mistake I always see in the movies or in games is when someone is down, they hop back up before taking in the situation. Naw, man, you need to lay down for a while and play possum and take in the land. Get up when their backs are turned. I suggest running away at that point, but you do you. I am a hare in hawk’s clothing. I was born in the Year of the Rabbit. I cannot escape it.
I told you some of my plans or sketches of plans…outlines of thoughts, whatever….yesterday. Some more concrete plans I have is that Mr. B is due for the vet today. I do not do as well by him as I wish I might, but he has a non-terrible life for a cat. It is just winters are hard because he can’t get out to his catio as much. Sigh. He’s getting older and sneezing…I think he has a UTI or worse. I cleaned all his water things yesterday and got him fresh water. Anyway. I would like to cry about him a bit. But these are the little cries that get stuck. Anyway. An hour and a half. Less. So I have to hurry. “I’m late. I’m late. For a very important date. No time to say ‘hello.’ Goodbye! I’m late, I’m late, I’m late!” >.< Ms. B had her last pill last night. I think she is almost out of eardrops as well. I still have her in the cone during the day because she is still scratching at her ears. She has her follow-up on Monday, and I hope they will give her the all-clear because this has been a time for us all. I am physically feeling much better today. I was literally wrapped up in knots. Which reminds me that I need to email Campbell’s Soup. lol. I have attacked all of it with pressurised jets of steaming hot water, muscle relaxers, and RAIN by Tara Brach’s Candies. And crying some. But I am better. I dunno who it was that said emotions last 90 seconds but they should be drawn and quartered at Tyburn. Naw, I’m kidding. Off with their head.
I’m feeling restless. I better get up and make myself presentable. I am not smelling like cherry blossom right now. I need to take a shower, and I am almost as afraid of it as Ms. B is. haha. Anyway, I need to approach the hygiene station, and I am sure there are places you need to be and people you need to see. You’re both exceptionally popular and needed. 😊 It’s something I admire in you both. I don’t know how you manage, honestly. Logistics, right, Vanti? It is a skill, I’ll warrant.
Hugs and kisses and prayers for a truly blessed day—
Case Study #69