A funny thing happened to me when I went creek fishing. I caught many little fish and released them, for today that was my service to the divine mother, by catching and releasing the fish are more wary of fisherman. I also got a big tangle in my line ( the creeks I fish are small with lots of trees and branches over the pools) and it was a doozy, so I brought my self to the now and realized that in my thousands of lifetimes I had become quite adept at picking those tangles apart, so there wont be a knot in the line. A minute later I untangled the line and was able to continue my visit with nature. Oh and yesterday when I had a tangle of the same kind I made two knots out of the line and had to cut my time short.
Now if I could only translocate from pool to pool I would be set.
