I went to bed late, and rose early to find the sun had just cleared the Horizon here in East London, so I raised my arms to it.. and in the pale light of it streaming thru my kitchen window and the light of Spaws votive candle that has burned since before his surgery started, I made what private rites that I could for his continued healing, bringing together the hour, the symbols, and the thought, knowing that there are many joined together in this task, trying to draw them together , whatever their beliefs( or lack of) and concentrating this energy into a single bolt of healing love and knowing that this time it is for him and him alone....SMIB... Bright Blessings.. Merry Meet..