Many years ago but enduringly cryptic. I'm outside her house that seems to be on a hill. There is a Ford Mustang in the driveway. It's a shade of something like metallic aqua teal blue whatever and model year I would place around mid-sixties. ('67, the year of her birth?) A short man, kind of elfin, points me to the open front door to the house. He is guiding me in. I enter, then the rest.
Hilary Barrett re hex. 2
"The mare is strong, tireless and incomparably fast, and she is acutely sensitive to the subtlest cues. When you have a mare's constancy, you will be steadily loyal to the truth, and always alert and responsive to guidance.
The noble one has a direction to go: she is purposeful, she has a destination in mind, but this doesn't mean she has her route to it already mapped out. And so at first there is confusion: you set out like a pioneer, open to all the possibilities, and find them as many as scattered rice-grains. But later, since you have set yourself in motion, you can receive guidance – you 'gain a master'.
A master is someone who lights the way. You gain someone or something to be loyal to, where you can find fulfilment in service. Once you have this guiding principle (which may or may not be a person), you begin to follow signs as fluently as the mare."
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