All around me is this Mystery, and 'seek it', I do. When holding fast to the dark unseen, I cast my eyes outward, I seek its many revelations.

Just now, the chirping of birds in this morning hour, and they say, and I sense, 'It is a new day', and What will arise?

It isn't just the mundane changes imminent in my life regarding 'work', it's a sense of Something yet to be Revealed, as in all things of the Mystery. How else do I describe it? I feel EXCITED!