A brief note to let my readers know that I will soon have a new assignment. Danit is finalizing a few details—apparently the readings from the Choice Web are unclear for this one. She tells me, however, that in a day or two she will know what direction I am to take with my new charge.
Her name is Morgan Weiss, and she is twenty-six and lives in New York City. She is an actress and a dancer, quite talented, though there are so many such people in that city that one needs luck as well as talent to succeed, and Morgan has not had very much luck. She is struggling, but not only with her self-doubt and finances. There is something else weighing on her. Danit believes that she is already in love with someone, but she cannot reveal it, or maybe is not even aware of it herself.
Morgan is one of the faithful—she leads the children’s choir at Emmanuel Baptist Church in Brooklyn. Her devotion has never wavered, but we are worried that it might if this trouble is not resolved. More, she is a good person, remaining uncorrupted in a very stressful lifestyle. She deserves happiness, and we mean to give it to her.
I have told Danit that I would be happy to go and observe for myself, to see if I can discover the source of Morgan’s trouble. She has told me to wait, which is a bit disappointing. I suppose it isn’t quite fair for me to take so much time on Earth, but I’m coming to enjoy it even more. Even in the cities, where the natural beauty of the world is set at a distance, I find so much that is fascinating in the work of human hands. The layout of streets, the design of skyscrapers and churches, the wash of sunlight over rows and cars, and the lurid symphony of millions of human hearts and minds… It is beautiful.
Just to inform you, all is going smoothly with Ramona and Jesse. They have met twice for dinner at Jesse’s house, and gradually they are finding a rhythm with one another, growing more comfortable. Ramona in particular is blooming, and I am making certain that Jesse can see it. It warms his heart to know that she is so happy, but more than that—she is becoming strong, being able to look at herself in the mirror and be pleased with what she sees. Seeing that is balm for Jesse, too.
Don and Charlotte, meanwhile, are moving past mere physical attraction. She has been an anchor for him in his troubled times, and the man she sees him becoming impresses her very much. There is some tension between them over the issue of Don’s children. Charlotte wants to meet them, but Don is reluctant to bring her forward into their lives. He has never before introduced a woman to his children, and he is afraid of the commitment this would imply. Charlotte, however, can see the richness that Don’s children bring to him, and she is beginning to see the appeal of family life, which long ago she decided she didn’t need. I am encouraging her to embrace it, for while she may be satisfied now on her own, in a few years’ time she will look around for something outside of her work, and without Don and his family, there will be little she can draw upon for happiness. Meanwhile I continue to encourage Don, to let him know that he can trust Charlotte, even with his children.
I have heard nothing of Freya from Lubos. I do not want to trouble him—he surely knows what he is doing. It is tempting, however, to go and check on her. Perhaps I will fly by next time I have a moment to spare in the Garden.