Is it not pleasant when one’s predictions about the future are proved correct? And yet there is always something that we do not know. I was right in guessing that Inca would be assigned to our young friend Kayla, to offer her protection in this dangerous time of her life. What surprised both of us was that Kayla has already been reaching out to others for help, and unbeknownst to any of us, has struck up something of a friendship…
I was with Pamela for a good portion of the day today. This morning she had a long-distance interview with three members of an LEA in London. These people will decide whether or not she gets the position that she has decided she most wants in the fall. I thought the interview itself went very well. Pamela spoke clearly and intelligently, was polite and presentable, and made her passion for her work very clear. She was anxious about the whole…
This evening Lauren and Jonathan went out to a concert in the next town, a symphonic performance with choir and orchestra. It was beautiful, and all three of us enjoyed it immensely. It was the drive home, however, which held the most interest for me. In the darkness and the quiet as they were headed back, Lauren looked at Jonathan with some trepidation. “If I ask you a question,” she said, “will you be honest with me, and know that…
I have news for you which is truly excellent, but which I meet with some consternation. Inca has been removed from Mary’s case. She is relieved, of course, for this means that Mary is out of danger for now. We have succeeded in building sufficient support for her that she will not hurt herself. Still, she like me was sorrowful that we would not be working together. I mentioned this to Eburnean, who had come with Danit to give us…
On this day for the celebration of love, I wish you warmth and happiness and companionship and trust. I wish you all brightness and beauty and euphoria and passion and everything that comes with pure, true love. As ever, I went out with my sister and brother Cupids in force, washing the world in love. It was a beautiful experience, but it exhausted me, so I will not spend much time recounting it. There will be time in later days…
The Internet is a strange and chaotic entity. It is somewhat like our Repository, but not complete, and so unorganized! Millions of minds expressing thoughts that frequently contradict one another; facts getting confused with opinions and misinformation and outright lies, and all tangled up with the power of human emotion, for better or for worse. Strange indeed, and I could not even begin to express how to manage such a thing. It was ambitious of me, then, to support my…
Presence is a very simple thing, but it can make a great difference. I have been visiting Shannon every day for a week now, and already I am beginning to see a slight ease in her stubborn determination not to think of Mark. It is a small thing, but it is progress, and so I will continue. I have been taking a similar approach with my newest charge, Grace. I go to her to spend an hour or so every…
Today I checked in with Pamela, and I was pleased to see how well she has been doing. She loves her new job—at first it was a little challenging for her to work with Ms. Reitzell, who is very strict and has specific ideas about how things should get done, but the two have found their stride now, and they are working well. As for the children, they can be a bit rambunctious, but even in her frustration I can…
I confess it, I have been avoiding Shannon. It is shameful for me—I thought that I had gotten past my own prejudice against her. The fact is, however, that it is painful to be with her, to see the sharpness and unkindness in her spirit. But even so, she was chosen by my seniors, and so she deserves better care from me. I should have more trust in them and in her. I went to check on her today. She…
I found Morgan and Brooke curled up together in their apartment today, having decided that it was far too cold to go out. They were sitting on the sofa, Brooke with her back against one arm, Morgan reclining across the remaining length with her head on Brooke’s thigh. Brooke was reading while Morgan played with her phone. I looked at them for a long time, and to see the intertwining of their bodies and their aura was blissful to me.…