Have you ever noticed how uncomfortable it is when you know full well that you are turning a corner, aware of the ground and place you are leaving, but completely in the dark about where you will land? I'm pretty sure I'm at one of those turning points, waiting for guidance, bracing for change, hoping for the best.
Meanwhile, last night I looked around and saw light. It was an ordinary night: jb on one couch reading and I on the other studying my tarot cards. And yet the light looked different. It glowed differently in every room. I take this as a good sign.