It had been a hard day. I went straight to my room and flopped down on the bed. I didn’t even take off my jacket.
Deeper and deeper into the abyss.
I didn’t try to sleep, just stared at the ceiling seeing nothing.
Black, only black.
My cell rang.
Swirling water, a whirlpool, sucking me down.
The cell finally silent, the house phone rang.
Twisting currents felt, not seen, in the void of the deepest depths.
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About Sue Vincent
Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
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Thanks for the reblog 🙂
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My pleasure, Trent.
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My feelings all over the last two weeks. Every morning, as long as i had activated the answering machine. 😉 Michael
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