I have pretty much stopped making plans for this blog. I’ve realized that the reason I’m so glad working at it is that, while I have a broad vision of what I want it to become, I just follow my fixation of the day in order to get there. I don’t want it to feel like work (because it isn’t).

I know, for instance, that in the very near future I’ll go back to translate Fludd’s Geomancy handbook and other old works, but I don’t want to put a date on it (my husband, a perfect incarnation of the Prussian spirit, would shudder at the idea of not having a deadline).

I also know that I feel the need to explore the philosophical underpinnings of the stuff I’m into, but it is hard to get started as ideas accumulate in my head in no particular order. I know that I’m just waiting for everything to click into place, because I’ve been through the same process enough times to know how it works: you accumulate wood and sooner or later a lightning will strike it (or at least someone will drop a cigarette butt on it)

MQS