Returning to Atlantis - again

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I dunno where the person who drew this thinks Atlantis could be

Nevermind beans... The magical grains

Kitsune Inari and John Barleycorn

With Quetzecoatl

Yesterday I attended a writers' group. The first I had attended in years. I might as well not have done so over twenty years ago. I remember it was some place in Belfast. The group was quite full of itself. The facilitator most unhelpful. I never went to another one since.

Yesterday though - I read the first three pages from Atlantis. About Sangita. About the magic mirror. About seeing the future. About.

I have been watching Bodies, which is a Dark lite. 

I'm back at the club and have decided to start again this November. I can swim and do yoga, stretching. My foot is much better. I'd never thought it would be much better. 5 weeks ago I did feel very down. nI did think I would never walk again. Amazingly the foot is much better now and it feels awesome. I sat here googling away at how many weeks it would take for the foot to heal. Now it doesn't even hurt in the evenings. 

I'll probably just do simple stretching and some running, like 10 minutes. Then swimming and sauna. This is such a busy place. But no one ever sits here. The cafe is just to make people feel like it isn't some awful soulless place. To day I have NEVER seen anyone get coffee here. Maybe in the mornings before people head off. But no one eats here - maybe parents and children reaching for some low hanging fruit.

Literally and metaphorically. 

So back to Atlantis. I am reinspired once more... Here's to Sangita and her friends. I promise to work for two hours daily on it. It has been so difficult trying to get back into a groove. It seems like forever since the last time.

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