The Discoverer

The one who brings corn, or fire, is not necesarily the most intrepid. She need only heed the call. The unknown comes in the night, from the corners of our consciousness or imagination. Some might dismiss it, roll over and go back to sleep. But if you hear, and are willing to listen, there may be adventure in your future, frought with destiny. Legends knock thrice, then expects the uninitiated to follow into dark woods without question or complaint. Are you already in the margins - you may be closer than you think to mystery and integration. Give chase to the sacred animal, the thing you thought was beyond man's grasp and commune with it, do what it asks, bring it back to the hearth circle of your brethren, whether or not you are wanted there. You are not an explorer, a shaman, or magician. You have been the wandering hermit, waiting on the word.