The Fire Behind The Veil The hearth may have seemed quiet, but behind the veil, the fire was alive—crackling, whispering, reshaping. This wasn’t a pause. It was a passage. I haven’t been idle, though much of what’s unfolded hasn’t been for public eyes. The Work has continued—deep, initiatory, and at times disruptive. Hermes has been close, stirring the coals, shifting the path beneath my feet. And in His way, with that wry smile and unexpected timing, He’s reminded me: not all revelations belong to silence forever.

The fire never went out—just burned behind the veil. 🔥🕯️ I’ve been walking deep paths in quiet, but the call to share has returned. Come sit by the hearth. Let’s ponder, reflect, and wander together. ✨👣 #PapaOnyx #Thoughtseed #OnyxPonders #Witchsky