During Christmas time last year, I spent quite many times with Mia, the cat. I even smelled her breath with the scent of fish. It was mysterious and amazing at the same time, I couldn’t distinguish, whether if Mia was in me or I became to Mia, but I was definitely reading her mind. Writing the next number of the year, I thought, this might be the message for the new year. Intuitive attention. Happy new year.
My emotional state was going down and down lately. Maybe, it was always like now, only i got to feel now much precisely and I had no other choice than watching my emotions. I wouldn’t deny that I was deep in sorrow. It’s not the same as if I had something bad or sad experiences. Not at all. It’s only the feeling, perception in my mind.
Or maybe I was getting ready to the great conjuction of today. I couldn’t help but think of this picture all day long and after I drew this, I’m fine.