So of course now that I have spoken about collecting the dripped wax for later use, I have been given indication to stop collecting wax as I now “have enough”. Enough for what, I don’t know, yet.
Otherwise, the obligation and the summoning both were completed without any further surprises.
The impetus to close my eyes doesn’t wait for me to attempt to resist before washing down my face. Though, to be honest, I’m so used to it by now that it doesn’t register that I’m feeling an unseen force in the first place.
The spirit appeared the moment I closed my eyes. The smoking cedarwood bowl was a source of scent and light, but though the light in this false vision was being emitted up, his hood still obscured his face as if the light was coming down.
«You are looking better to these eyes.»
I nodded. “Thank you.” I have been feeling more better than not.
«Remind me, why did you summon me?»
«Continue your prayers and meditations. Alter both as necessary.»
I nodded in silent assent.
He shifted his hands and the right pinky ring glimmered. «We will end at the beginning. Do you wish to continue?»
I noticed he has been repeating that phrase, ‘end at the beginning’ every day now. I thought I knew what he was alluding to. “I do wish to continue, both in living and in my lessons.”
«Continue learning, then. Both by book and by experience. Now. Do you wish to excel?»
«Then stop holding yourself to answer to other people’s standards. You are not responsible for their growth or their experiences, and you have enough obstacles in your path already!»
«Now then, you have many tasks to complete today.» He raised his right hand and made the sign of the cross over me. «Go now in peace.»
I gave the license to depart and ended the ritual.
feeling encouraged and not tolerated: 5 minutes.