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The Future
Time to establish what's going to happen from this point forwards.
The vast majority of you have been exceptionally patient this last year, and for that you have my deepest thanks. You've given me the time to not only write a book, but edit it, and send it off to literary agents, something I would have long given up on doing without the continued support of those who enjoy my writing.
Now that the book is off doing the rounds independently, it's time I got back to Myrk Mire.
i love how in my prediction for the events happening in lore rn in my moving forwards series i had leigh make one million excuses as to why she was pro horizon time travelling... and then respawn comes out with the latest ep and shes just straight up 🥺 i feel so bad.... she needs to get back to newton.... 🥺
like thats ALL it takes??? love that for her honestly
Comfortember Day 30
Moving Forwards
Spoiler: This is an excerpt from The Mandalorian Effect
Din steps back, bending over to put Grogu down in the center of the room, and lowering himself to one knee so they’re more at eyelevel. Across from him are two storage crates which came from the Skywalker home. This probably isn’t the best test, but it will have to do. He needs to be certain about this.
“Kid, I need you to listen to me carefully, alright? I need to know what you want. Do you want to stay with me, or do you want to go the Jetii so you can finish your training? You can take time to think about it.”
Grogu makes a quiet, adamant noise and points towards Din, something which makes Din’s heart melt, but he must be certain, as certain as he can be.
“If you want to stay, go to the right crate.” Din points at it, just to make sure Grogu knows which one it is. “If you want to become a Jetii, go to the left crate. Okay?”
Grogu turns around, looking first right than left, before looking over his shoulder towards Din. Then, he confidently walks straight towards the right crate, stopping when he gets to it, and beams up at Din with a quiet coo.
Din wastes no time scooping his kid into his arms. His kid. It hardly even seems real that Grogu wants to stay with him, that the child thinks so highly of him that he would rather remain with him instead of going back to his own people. “Ni kyr’tayli gai sa’ad,” he whispers to Grogu, uttering the Mando’a words for a formal adoption. As of now, Grogu truly is his foundling, his child, and Din is bound to do whatever he must to raise him as a Mandalorian. “That means,” he manages to say, “In Basic, that… you are my child. It’s an adoption vow.”
The kid actually squeals at that, plastering himself to Din’s armor. It’s about the biggest hug Grogu is capable of him, and doesn’t that make him melt entirely? Din cradles the child against his chest, lightly stroking his head. This is… perfect. He had feared, so much, what it would be like when Grogu inevitably was returned to the Jetii. But that isn’t going to happen now, and Din finds that he’s selfishly glad, because he cannot, under any circumstances, imagine living without Grogu following him around everywhere.
“Ni kar’tayl gar darasuum, ad’ika,” he whispers. I love you, little one. Grogu pats his chestplate with a coo, and Din chooses to believe that it’s a ‘me too’.
•From yesterdays cemetery ritual•
Yesterday and Tomorrow
My thoughts live in dreams of tomorrow,
Of achieving the goals I carry,
And perhaps getting true closure.
My fears live in yesterdays people,
People kicked away from my life deliberately.
My fears walk into my thoughts often,
My daydreams a mess of fear and hope,
Fuelled by anger of words left unsaid,
Of emotional luggage I should never hold,
That I don’t want closure for as such,
Rather that I want to yell and scream about,
To make the ones who forced it to listen,
Just so I can forget about it all again.
I turn my thoughts to tomorrow daily,
To things that might never happen,
Or that I begin to doubt are even feasible.
Getting closure feels like that nowadays.
It’s something I need to give myself permission,
To decide to let go off myself and end.
I was hurt by the labour they made me do,
Pandering to an ego that couldn’t see me,
Only an idealised imagining of the girl here.
I don’t have to carry anything they said.
None of that needs to remain. It can go.
Tomorrow I will start making it leave.
There’s the tomorrow of my dreams,
Where I achieve the wishes I carry with me,
But in the real tomorrow lets throw some stuff out.
Self-Help Spread
I’m back with another spread. This one is designed to help you heal and move forwards from whatever life has hit you with.
Questions:
What can I do to help myself heal and move forwards in the short term? What about the long term? What can I do to help myself feel better and get through bad days? What should I know about the process of healing and moving forwards? General advice / final message?
If it feels right, pull multiple cards for any of these. Your deck may have more than one way you can help yourself!
And remember that tarot can’t replace therapy or medications or anything of that nature. If you need it, please find professional help!
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