Merry Christmas everyone. Happy Yuletide and may Wotan bless all those who are to mirth inclined.

The Sun has fallen to His lowest point and in the grave He must rest for three days. But fear not, for He will be reborn on that glorious 25th, streaming forth from Virgo (The Virgin Mother Mary) with three Eastern stars heralding His great ascension. Through His death and resurrection, our dreams are rekindled for the coming New Year. The death of Winter (Sin) is but a passing season.

The story of Christ is the story of the literal sun in the heavens, moving through the signs of the yearly Zodiac. This is why the birth of Christ is celebrated during Christmas. Once this delicately woven tapestry is extracted from God’s overbearing fan club, it’s actually quite beautiful.

Some of you might have noticed that I deleted my recent podcast and set my blogs to private. Catherine has become increasingly concerned with the amount of exposure we’ve been getting through this medium. The podcast was a kind of tipping point for her, as she felt it was a bit too much attention all at once. She didn’t like it; not my delivery or content, but the platform and the visibility.

She made her displeasure known to me all day yesterday and she didn’t let up until I took the podcast down. I had the most beautiful dream about her the following night. She looked so gorgeous… more captivating than any woman I’ve ever seen in my waking life. So I’m taking this as a good cue from her that we need to be more cautious when sharing our private lives.

We’re also dealing with some unscrupulous persons, who happen to know me offline, and they’ve managed to find my writings. So Catherine has been working her magic, mitigating any potential blow-back and she’s doing a good job. I’ve never seen a would-be enemy so unwittingly wrapped around my/our finger.

Either way, I hope everyone’s holiday finds them in good health and cheer.