Psychic Philosophy for Today (15th December 2020)

It's their time that is being taken up, for what is expected has no time upon.

If life was all but a game of chess then it has already been played. And all left standing is the Queen to greet anyone whom presumably are by her side.

In a space of having a brew and the things that can come out. Almost like finding an antidote in the bottom of their holdall.

There's always something to tune into, a guiding voice of some sort. Words longing to hear from the simplest motion of listening.

Too playful for ones liking that to walk around like silent mice for shoes. This just makes others turn from a grinning Cheshire cat to a teasing nuisance.

In the forest; there may be a time when that horse pulling the cart becomes unreliable. And will be better off pulling that cart for oneself. Better as than to put cart before the horse instead. As it is the surface that will lure paths off course. Knowing can lead a horse to water, however.

In the stones; barely through the door and the imagination is running wild for upstairs, traditionally not on the first date so leave them at the door and allow that imagination cloud their home for a while, if love being true will lay a path leading out of the home than create a feeling of trapped by sealing that fate inside.

St. Matthew Ch.21:V.8-9 " - And a very great multitude spread their garments in the way; others cut down branches from the trees, and strawed them in the way.

 - And the multitudes that went before, and that followed, cried, saying, Hosanna to the Son of David: Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord; Hosanna in the highest."