We are well and truly on our way into the darkness, my dears, into the great Void of unknowing and sacred silence. Work your magic to create the bridge to bring being forth from nothingness, and be relentless in your pursuit of beauty. In “Ode on a Grecian Urn,” John Keats wrote, “Beauty is truth, truth beauty.” Do not be persuaded that human appearances or the appearance of any one thing comprises what we mean by “beauty.” What we’re aiming at is the truth of human experience, and how that conveys the magic and beauty of the universe we create and inhabit. Even the ugliness within ourselves has beauty because it conveys a truth. We may not wish to see that truth, but still we must if we are to successfully bridge the Void and move along the ever-circular path of being and nothingness and being again. If you would be born anew, you must acccept all parts of yourself, even the darkness within your own soul. Keep moving, and be ruthless in your forward movement–not unkind, not uncompassionate, not unaccepting of frailty, but ruthless in the pursuit of self-awareness and honest self-appraisal. You have tools you don’t know about yet, and you’ll never find them if you aren’t keenly aware of what you’re letting yourself get away with.