Visions.. things seen, and yet unseen.. things explained, yet left vague enough to make one wonder.. things hinted at, yet not shown in full view and color.  Only once, maybe twice, in my life have I experienced such a thing.. a waking dream.. a vision.  Even then, I was left in a state of not knowing.. a state of confusion.

After hearing of the vision our Elder received, I visited him within our circle.  We spoke for some time, how long I cannot say, and we decided between us that I too would venture out of our home and seek a place wherein I could find peace.. a place suitable to deep thinking and the contemplation that comes with all great changes in life.

I will prepare myself for my journey over the next few days, after which my place of meditation will be northeast of the Dae Shore.  There are hills there.. I found them as a child while trying to find Young ginseng needed by Chu Rua and the Sea King.  The hills are restful and calm, rolling under my meditation spot and as far as the eye can see.  I will take my place among those hills and spend no less than a halfweek in contemplation of Devion's vision and the future of my path.  I pray that the answers we seek will be found and send my hopes and love with my brothers.. my fellow monks.

Rhianwyn Shea