What to do...

 Friday, November 3rd, 2017

It was the eve of the Full Moon... the Birch Moon... a time to start New Things.

This was not what I had in mind.

Waking in the Sanctuary, Levi roused from the futon to rush off to his classes. It makes me wonder why the fuck we do this mundane stuff knowing there is something out there and we need to fight it with magic. My family is weird. Levi is weird. They are all weird. I search out breakfast. The landscape is so... pretty. I can see how my parents might not want to leave. Oh... the aurochs are still around.

Parental info  was... scant. But apparently my parents knew a great deal more about this mess. Levi is associated with someone called Whitecastle... the Whitecastles. She.... a former technocrat who is technically good... like all others are not. It was a frank talk... but still wasn't everything.

They just want the best for me. I get that. They wanted me to make my own choices. They didn't push me to be initiated into either of their traditions. They believe adaptability and fluidity are actually better, and will benefit me more than locking into any one tradition. I would have had to choose otherwise. How can I do that. I connect evenly with both traditions and have made them into something uniquely my own. Will it be enough? Am I enough?

Dad explained that my choices... if I live. That did NOT please my mother who walked out... so fast and so mad that she vanished... magic. "Dad... I hope you can construct a doghouse."

While hiding in this peaceful place is a nice idea... I like the world. I want to protect it... and the people trying to save the innocent and unawakened. I need to learn more. I need to know more. I talked with my parents about learning more. They invited me back tonight to do just that.I need more magical training... martial and healing... or find a way to forge my own path.

So, I will come back tonight and hope they are both here to help teach me, help me to be ready for what is to come. First, tho, head back to the apartment, and spend some time journalling and reviewing what I already know. I will take up my Jo Staff and see what I can recall of that so that I am ready for training tonight.

After working out some of my frustrations and nervousness, I have to say I kind of miss the odd non-relationship I had with Levi. I am not very good at being mad at someone. So I headed over to Mandy's for some lunch. First time in a while that I was there without him. I must have appeared sad and pathetic the way Mandy looked at me. 

As I left and was pondering what to do next..... GAK! The Technocrats texted me. They want to have a meeting for coffee and talking and "plotting" whatever that means. 3pm at Second Cup on Sherbrooke near McGill University. They said Levi would be there. I might be mad at him, but I am not that mad at him to leave him to that alone. I agree to go. And then... Levi texts me about this 3pm meeting. Nice of him to include me this time. I let him know that I already know of it.... wait.... They want us for what? BACKUP!?! WTF?! Levi doesn't know why... or so he says. I send Dad a text about the meeting....... just in case I get killed or something. AND, I remind myself that I am NOT angry at Levi. A bit distrusting, but not mad. At the moment... he is all I have out here magically speaking.

That kind of sounds pathetic... like I have no other friends, nor a girlfriend or boyfriend.... 

UGH... I don't.... sigh....

I sat on our apartment stairs considering us... Levi and I. What inspired me to be bold enough to ask if he needed a roommate? What was the common ground... other than magic? RIGHT! The fountain pen! That seemed like a good way to start fresh on better footing. Maybe it means nothing to him, but starting fresh means something to me. I went in and packed my bag, kiss Brighid and let her know where I was going, grabbed the Art of Peace and my journal.... considered my Jo Staff, but I was taking the metro and the Jo staff was a bit conspicuous. I headed out early. My goal? Popped into Asiatica for some specialty tea, then up to Nota Bene for some new writing supplies and peace offerings before settling into the Second Cup. I arrived early, very early, like a couple hours early.