dispatches from the wild interior: September 13, 2020

Two of Wands: Sometimes the short stick gives the most light. Sometimes it’s the friction between two options that produces enough light to see the way forward. Everything is translucent if you look closely enough. Choosing rightly means standing on one foot and then the other, and then realizing that standing on both feet is also a choice, albeit the default position. This moment is also a lens, a magnifying glass, an invitation to examine what appear to be different sticks but are two branches of the same tree, or appear to be two branches of the same tree but are a snake holding very still and a long cardboard box holding roses from someone you forgot.