Postponed Equals Too Late
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Passion to the Third Degree.
On the way home from work, I got stuck in traffic. Bumper to bumper. I couldnâ€™t see anything ahead but cars blocking my view. But looking in the side mirror….
Looking in the side mirror at the road behind me, I didnâ€™t see the two lanes of bumper-to-bumper cars but rather, the clear path between them. Looking back, it seemed like a road of its own, even though it was only the â€œnegative spaceâ€ between the lanes of cars. I could look back and so clearly see how Iâ€™d gotten to this place.
I found an email today that Iâ€™d forgotten about. One of my lawyer-engineers (scary combination) was reviewing a document prior to handing it off to me to bleed red ink over, and I was looking for a template Iâ€™d had last Thanksgiving when weâ€™d last discussed this project. And there it was.
There are several people who are â€œunder my protection,â€ meaning I routinely do work to keep them safeâ€”or at the very least, to lighten their burdens when they canâ€™t be protected completely. They are all aware that I â€œdo workâ€ for them. Imagine a sword-carrying Goddess standing between them and harm, and my guard is almost always up.
Almost. Not always.
This email was a warning from a friend who does similar work and sometimes works with me on spiritual efforts. She warned me that one of those under my â€œveil of protectionâ€ needed extra help, and that in December, there would be â€œdevilâ€™s play.â€ Someone trying to take control when I was otherwise occupied and that I needed to do some very serious extra â€œwork.â€ Her words are very specific, and I remember them now. I remember the sense of truth in them, and how concerned I was.
I had agreed that I would do the additional work, but I was too busy that week to schedule time â€œin ritualâ€ that I wanted. I was looking for the perfect moment, the right astrological correspondences, the correct moon phase. I donâ€™t normally do all that. Sure, it gives an extra punch to the magick, but for some reason I cannot now fathom, I just didnâ€™t do the extra work immediately as I normally would have. Yes, there were some rough issues at work diverting my attention and Daddy was in the hospital at the time but still… I seldom delay leaping into ritual when I get the message to do so.
I could feel Death hovering near Daddy at that time and then he died a few days later and I never did the extra protection work for someone else as promised. I never did what Iâ€™d said Iâ€™d do to stop the devilâ€™s play or lighten it. My focus was elsewhere, and much of it on protecting my mom from money-grubbing family members.
I know I canâ€™t hold myself responsible for the devilâ€™s play that happened, but it was something I might have averted or weakened. Iâ€™d been warned in advance, and prophecies fulfilled are prophecies failed. I can look back now and see the clear path between the paths that were taken.
And I wonder how things might have been if Iâ€™d answered that email and gone straight to ritual. All I can do now is ask that the outcome of the devilâ€™s play be transmuted to something higher for a better outcome.