"...Long before man appeared on earth he existed as a dream of prophecy in the animal soul..." ~Edwin Muir
A series of dreams in which I flip light switches on only to have the darkness grow blacker.
Clay evil eye talismans to hang over my door and the doors of friends.
That the breadcrumbs leading me this primal/paleo diet (and, more and more, lifestyle) were sprinkled in places I never consciously looked for them before.
A serious house cleansing/blessing/uncrossing... and money.
Letting go of:
The fact that our roof--for which we signed a contract in MAY--will not actually even be started until, well, probably next May.