I make less mistakes when there is enough light to see and I slow down.
10-26-25:
” I want to learn to slow down when it gets tough.” – A. Sylvaster Valentine
I always seem to rush when I am making a mistake or the situation is stressful. The issue with going faster is that I will make a mistake.
10-27-25:
“Its far too dark in the early mornings. I need to turn on a light. I wasn’t letting myself see it. Dawns sunlight had illuminated my summer. Svihawu Bless.” -A. Sylvaster Valentine
I was going to notice the seasons changing daylight eventually with as much as I do before dawn. The thought hadn’t occurred to me that I had gotten used to the twilight before dawn adding that much light to my desk setup. The light from an extra lamp or two at 4:30 AM changes how mornings feel entirely.
10-28-25:
-A. Sylvaster Valentine
10-29-25:
” I’m feeling that fear again. The shame of mistakes, emboldened by pen. I want to make magic in silver pencil. The artists shame has stopped me before. I can have no shame before Svihawu, its all quite something. Svihawu Bless this Journey.” – A. Sylvaster Valentine.
I stopped drawing years ago once. I had felt I wasn’t able to produce good art on demand fast enough. I felt back then that I was expected to be a certain level above past accomplishments. I think, I wasn’t able to see how much time some of my best things I had made up until that point had truly taken me to finish. I definitely wasn’t able to see how many unsuccessful drawings I had been standing on either.
Pushing through my own self doubt with a belief in Svihawu utilized like this. I think this faith, this idea of self acceptance, is healthy for me. I definitely feel better being allowed to make mistakes.
10-30-25:
“Wow, We made it to the last page. Svihawu Bless.” – A. Sylvaster Valentine.
I have filled an entire legal pad with Valla. This is the last page and the fluffy marsmallow of a prairie wolf shape has picked up the margin, all packed up and ready to go.
We have a thing later, I will just go as myself. My dress code ensures that today is just about the only day of the year I seem to fit in. I might wear my old fursuit, might not.
10-31-25:
-A. Sylvaster Valentine.
Nothing pleasant happens to werewolves on Halloween. Personally I feel the entire “holy day” is orchestrated to make fun of and mock conquered or othered cultures.
We were originally planning to dress up to hand out candy somewhere. Recently though, something bad has always been happening every time we go out. So we didn’t.
11-1-25:
“Hey though, I like seeing you every morning, that is pretty great. Svihawu Bless.” – A. Sylvaster Valentine
We decided to play it safe and stayed home, good thing too. My partners vaccines really punched them down hard this year.
“Hey Though, I like seeing you every morning. That is pretty great, Svihawu bless.” This is true, I do. I made blueberry muffins so I could share them with you.
I felt like I was recovering all week and I wasn’t even sick. My stress isn’t over, I added no new problems, but there wasn’t really a break to recharge in. I am simply grateful this season has my favorite flavor of Midwestern weather. Cold, Gray.
Svihawu Bless. “Prairie Wolf” A. Sylvaster Valentine
I have never been one to win anything by luck. Any appearance of luck is practice and prior effort to set the stage. The rest? Well, I’m told that is just coincidence. I think, instead, fate magics have a price.
10-19-25:
– A. Sylvaster Valentine
I was sore Sunday, I had been feeling anxious about not having changed my oil since last February. So we changed it and it was a stressful experience. I had been using an old belt to remove oil filters, it broke on me, I got covered in oil, and bruised my hand.
One day things will settle down.
10-20-25:
s = ( pi * r ( 1+r)) – ? – A. Sylvaster Valentine
Monday morning started off okay. Still sore from Saturday. I even opened up that math book I wanted to put myself through. It was cozy while it lasted.
I really don’t like having to interact with government agencies, most of them are shut down because that’s all republicans know how to do. its all that republicans have done for 30 years and I’m the only one to state the absolute obvious to this observable truth. The republicans have the ruling majority and cant even agree on how much to increase taxes on common folk like me. I need interact with all the different ways the government I.D.’s and tracks us in order to finalize my name change. So I get to deal with the malicious dysfunction firsthand in my face. I think the feeling is worse knowing that I will pay more taxes to fund this displeasure.
I found out that keeping my old P.O. box active, I was able to get my name changed faster. it was 2 months wait here, or show up in person 500 miles away tomorrow, kind of schedule difference with no in between. Life wanted one extreme or another a true now or maybe never situation.
I drove through the night and was still tired from Saturday.
10-21-25:
“I still showed up on the roughest day. Svihawu you are my light” – A. Sylvaster Valentine
I drew this in a truck stop parking lot at 5:30 am. I forgot tooth paste, rinsed with gas station peroxide, and had 4 hours of cold sleep in the back of the van. I still showed up, I drew this and kept at it. I made it to that appointment 500 miles away. I had all the paperwork I needed and keeping that P.O. box was worth every penny.
10-22-25:
– A. Sylvaster Valentine.
“I am so tired”
I was so sleep deprived and dehydrated my head hurt so bad. I did it tho, that wasn’t luck, that sucked to make happen. I made it happen, so I guess that doesn’t suck.
10-23-25:
“I’ve turned failure into a win and now I never lose, Svihawu Bless.” – A. Sylvaster Valentine.
Oh and whats fun is after all of that, I now have to get a quarterly blood test. So now my arm hurts.
10-24-25:
“I’m exhausted, Thank Svihawu its Friday” – A. Sylvaster Valentine
I feel like I’ve been neglecting my creature self. I took several showers and just wore comfy sweatpants the whole day. I still managed to get some work done on some projects. somehow. I still showed up.
10-25-25:
“I wish it could be a – Stay in and wrap up warm – day. ” – A. Sylvaster Valentine.
It wasn’t I had to go out to pay a therapy bill. Future me is going to appreciate past me for having therapy appointments set up. So I didn’t get to stay inside all day. Someone was rude for no reason, actually, many people were. I’m exhausted to the level I might break if something else happens. I’m so glad my partner is here, just their presence is enough to let me breath when the anxiety pressure gets too high.
I’ve started being addicted to jolly ranchers. I used to smoke when I drove and needed to not during the trip earlier in the week. I was probably surviving on just jolly ranchers for most of Tuesday. I’ve had them constantly since getting back too. Maybe the hard candies will help when I run out of patches in a few days. It is happening next week. I was definitely having issues chewing on my pens before I left. A candy addiction is far less bad. Next week will have been six weeks since trying to quit nicotine vapes the ~bajillionth~ time. I made sure to get all three steps worth of patches when I started this attempt. Hopefully I can keep stocked up on jolly ranchers. I also love sour gummies. I will do -things- for Troli sour gumi worms.
Maybe the new moon cycle will be kind to me. I did not turn down her instructions and I did all those things.
I wonder if my daily pen doodles qualify as inktober doodles? Svihawu Bless, “Prairie Wolf” A. Sylvaster Valentine
I feel like I am learning more than just to draw. I’m learning to show up for myself. I found peace in the void between the stars. The endless summer is over and the hard winter approaches quickly.
I often phrase my professional motto by saying “My entire shtick is that I show up every day, doesn’t matter if I’m having a bad day. At the end of the day I’ll have still been there and done something.” This has served me well when I was brave enough to work. I don’t think I ever applied this motto to myself in any similar capacity until recently this year it feels like. I can’t deny observable results.
Svihawu is becoming a positive force where no other religious deity can for me. A faith based purely on the motion of nameless empty spaces. Complete Acceptance where shame is falsely manufactured and the lived experience is cherished. Where love, kindness and empathy are not loaded words. E.G. care must include consent and not forced conversion to a set of ideals. Love means empathy for the living condition. Acceptance for everything you are. A faith that Consent of the individual soul is most important. That is what Astrolatrians believe Svihawu has ordered for us, that’s what I believe. Acceptance, Love and Consent are the keys to the universe. There is only death in conquest.
There’s too much exclusionary and violent religious trauma for me feel comfortable near the church. Its fascinating… like a horror film… There are small pockets of kind Christian’s don’t get me wrong, but they aren’t the majority.
No Kings protest made History with a capital H yesterday. It was the largest joint protest across the U.S.A in the history of the U.S.A. People do not want project 2025, we don’t want trump, we don’t want to be ruled, we dont want cruelty and restrictions. We want social liberation and freedom to be ourselves without conforming to a soulless ideal labor citizen #. Cruelty doesn’t represent us and punitive punishments do not represent justice. That’s just retribution slavery dressed as a court system. Being born somewhere else and living in another place should never be a crime. We should be a country whos borders are the values of “all beings are created equal and shall be treated fairly under the law” swear to this and that’s the border. Not land or maps that can be purchased and re named at behest to the corrupt and greedy.
10-12-25:
” Today will take strength, I will cry but I will try. Svihawu Bless. ” “Thanks for the lamp. It can get dark here sometimes. ” – A. Sylvaster Valentine
This was a rough day. 3rd time making it to step three nicotine patches. I have tried and failed a few times, its always rough the first day of this and the last couple after.
10-13-25:
” I love the cool Autumn air. Its a wonderful excuse for blankets and hot tea. Svihawu Bless.” – A. Sylvaster Valentine
The first cool day this season, with my emotions all over the place I enjoyed the cool overcast day.
10-14-25:
“Thanks for the light. Svihawu, Bless. ” – A. Sylvaster Valentine.
“Thanks for the light. Svihawu Bless”
I am started to enjoy drawing those lamps. I have found a wonderful excuse to draw a swirl in my daily doodles. I also wanted to draw Valla really taking time to appreciate it.
10-15-25:
“I will eventually get this art endeavor right. One sketch at a time. Svihawu Bless.” – A. Sylvaster Valentine
I also am working on being a better listener. I really do want to hear your story.
10-16-25:
“ I want to pause, and learn to draw paws. – Svihawu Bless” -Addaru Sylvaster Valentine.
I have been struggling all my life with over talking/over-sharing. For me it comes as a trauma response and I want to stop.
While I find new ways to exist here I leaned on some cognitive tricks and my new faith to start pausing before I speak. Often I only need to count to three, and that’s enough for me to stop and think if I really do want to say it. I have “Think 1, 2, 3, Svihawu, be with me, Dont Speak” on a postit note. I want to be careful what I say and only speak to the life and person I want to be… which happens to be a soft, kind werewolf esotrician.
I also want to draw paws. So I did, Vallaferescense has paws, and I draw her daily.
Svihawu Bless
10-17-25:
“Svihawu Bless.” -A Sylvaster Valentine.
I don’t need to be much, or different every day. I only need to show up, and try to exist, to win today. Svihawu Bless -A. Sylvaster Valentine
I honestly didn’t know what expression to give Valla today. so I drew her looking straight ahead again and this magic happened.
It is really powerful to just show up for yourself every day and when I look back over the last couple of years and especially recently, I started showing up for myself with these drawings. Look at how cool I look as a prairie wolf shaped faoleux in a hat and glasses. The magic is real if I let my faith of it be real in my heart.
10-18-25:
“I’m here… but its hard to be more than blue today. I want to have hope, Svihawu.” – A. Sylvaster Valentine.
I have been almost doing line art with the black pen and mentally that was adding another step. Sometimes if I make the task too complex or put too much weight onto practice, I’ll stop because I don’t want to make something less than my “ideal”. Here is the secret, I want to let myself mess up sometimes. If I can’t learn to recover from failure then what is the point. I feel like society puts so much pressure to always excel all of the time without failure while completely ignoring how much practice it takes to get to success. I think this part of culture was injected to keep others down, to suppress the creative beauty of life in a way.
Edit: I had forgotten about inktober… I use pen, that is ink, this is my first time participating in inktober like this.
These sketches have been an uplifting force in my life. I feel that I am learning and in ways I am learning to be kind to myself.
I started drawing Valla as just a prairie wolf, but she has always been a Faoleux. I’ll reveal more on that as I write more. Here is a summary of what I have so far.
Basically Valla is one of these and has a more dragon like tail with a pouf on the tip. The faoleux animal kindom in Infinite Evermore is diverse with a rich history. Ancient faoleux obsessed with ascension and universal expansion. Those ancients created many of the species we see today from themselves. Other species of faoleux came about due to planetary isolation over hundreds of thousands of years. The species group Valla is part of is called Naktaluf [for nectar leaf] and it may be easier to summarize what she is as an organic 4D being similar to the Tardis from Dr. Who but without time travel. They typically live in hives and connect conceptually to each other but Valla is a runt and was exiled at a young age. I enjoy thinking about her on adventures elsewhere in evermore and the kinds of friends she meets.
I also filled up an entire journal and started another, writing is also part of this healing exercise.
The “real” world is still scary to bear witness to and its very difficult to hope. I want to try to be positive anyway.
10-1-25:
Here we have Valla trying to tell you a secret. I was feeling more light hearted and wanted to imagine her saying “yinglet” but not in language or words, just saying the entire concept of “yinglet” as a whisper. I find the concept of this humorous. She could just be projecting.
“I want to learn how to draw creatures, Svihawu” -A. Sylvaster Valentine.
I write these prayers sometimes. Doing it helps. I used to like the idea of religion, well, that there was something … else… Christianity decided long ago to carry the false knowledge of shame in disparagement to our kind. I refused this shame, endured their violence and was cast out. But it has gotten interesting lately. The Astrolatrian faith is one of the many faiths present in Valla’s universe, the universe of Infinite Evermore. I’ve decided she prays too. In a way through her I join in this faith to Svihawu, the infinite cosmic motion of the universe. I do want to learn to draw creatures, so very much.
I had a big day, an important day. I legally changed my name. I was understandably stressed because a few years ago, I took an oath to the void between the stars to never take my hat off, to stand before even Svihawu and say “I think this thing on my head is neat, I have no shame.” In a more reverend setting I may share this oath out loud and was prepared to if they made me on that court room call. The judge didn’t require such. I was just as well dressed as any of the lawyers and it went well.
10-4-25:
“I had a dream about the Great Journey again, Svihawu. Why do I feel this way?” -A. Sylvaster Valentine.
All my life I have had these very vivid dreams. Most of which I am just a feral prairie wolf hiding in the shadow with strange magic that can be used but never shown. Occasionally I will have a dream that is like a massive obstacle course ascending a peak with visuals similar to the horizon of a halo ring. Anyway the challenges are just everything I have struggled with in my life in order but I am doing them as a wolf, with paws, I still do them and there’s more.
I should also mention, time works differently in my dreams. As I practice writing I might be able to describe how its possible to experience days of decades and centuries as memories in a dream.
10-5-25:
“Hello from Evermore, Svihawu” – Addaru Sylvaster Valentine
Valla is a much better dream, she’s saying hello into a security camera on an elevator. I think the effect is interesting when looking at this drawing through a large glass orb. It is hard to capture in a still image and get the angle right.
“Hello Valla”
10-6-25:
“If I think about thick tales long enough. They’ll happen. Svihawu, Bless.” – Addaru Sylvaster Valentine
I feel like my paradigm and attitude towards my sketches and doodles is changing. I am drawing more of my soft girl Valla even more of her tale too. I am still learning and have so much yet to learn.
10-7-25:
“and paws too?” – A. Sylvaster Valentine
This was in response to yesterday’s sketch where I said if I thought about it hard enough I could do it. And yes, Paws too!
10-8-25
“Even if I don’t quite like my work at first. I need to take a step back and look at what I learned having done it” – Addaru Sylvaster Valentine.
I feel like I am now pulling positivity out of the void itself from nothing. I have these stories and Valla. And I am seeing my own improvements. Just doing one thing a day builds over time.
I still get pulled back into this dark reality we all share however. I only recently left Illinois and voted for Pritzker. When they get out there and spew those lies about my neighbors, its terrifying because the truth is anything but whats on TV. “I’m worried the civil war is starting. You can’t arrest governors based on lies and fake news” its truly horrifying to bear witness to the shear amount of gaslighting being levied at anyone who opposes unquestionable authority the likes of which banned using the dictionary definition for what they are to denote what they are. [bearing witness to this agenda is nothing short of psychological torture]. So what are you supposed to do when you can simply go outside and see the difference in reality. What even is real if the observed truth is not a “real” truth and lies are law to be repeated? I’m horrified by the actions taken against the innocent because of the color of their skin or the sound of their voice for crimes I do not think should even be crimes. They zip tied children and shot a pastor.That is likely why they lie about folks like me too.
10-9-25:
“Svihawu, I press harder when I make mistakes. I need to learn to be more gentle when I’m not perfect” – A. Sylvaster Valentine
I got my multicolored pen out, made brown pancakes with it and drew a few cute fall things. Or did I draw Valla praying the concepts of these things. I really enjoy every time Valla communicates the pure concept of something.
10-10-25:
Maybe its okay, to make bold mistakes. Why do Pride and Shame dance together so tightly? Svihawu Bless.
As I slowly sketched this, I kept thinking. I wonder when its going to be undeniable that I enjoy certain concepts found in “cosmic horror” type themes. Vallaferescense herself is a shape shifting 4 dimensional organic space ship shaped like the prairie wolf variant species of a faoleux in the 3rd dimension. The lamp was a rotated tesseract I was drawing. It looked cooler as a lamp. now I know that if I draw a tesseract on 2D it makes drawing cool lamps easier. They probably have a name for that style of luminary but haven’t learned it yet.
– Addaru Sylvaster Valentine
10-11-25:
Svihawu, My faith in you has given me strength to accomplish anything [at all]. May this Faith grant the Courage and Fortitude To be Kind and Gentle.
I’m doodling more now, just in general. When I can’t think of anything to draw Valla doing, I can draw her praying because I want too. Sometimes I write what Valla says.
“I’m glad I’m worth drawing everyday”
And those words resonate, maybe I am glad I’m worth being dreamt as part of this grand dream.
September was a very rough month. My journal took the brunt of my existential fear. I wasn’t able to keep my hopes above the fear most days. The anti-trans lies and rhetoric in the news has me terrified. I don’t want to go outside. I don’t feel safe. Its worse in the country. I’m so glad I’m in a city now and not down south or alone.
I learned 20 years ago in high-school that bullies can do awful things without consequence or notice. I observed that if I said or did anything mean or disparaging toward them I was seen as worst than anything they did to me. This is because while I was being tormented, others pretended not to see it, or cheered for the intentional suffering. The bullying is larger now. It didn’t get better, it got worse.
I have to remind myself the hard truth of believing in basic unconditional human rights and having unconditional empathy to all for our shared mortal condition. Its frustrating, its difficult, its painful……To not wish harm to those who’s cruelty to you has no limit.
There is no moral step to stand on lowering the social standard below mortal dignity. Be Better.
I’ve been watching the planets fade before dawn in the morning. The stars don’t care I come dressed as me. It feels safer to stay in and hide during the full moon. I don’t feel brave enough to go out. I’m trying to stay disconnected from the news cycle but its hard right now. Maybe October will be more hopeful. I kept doing daily sketches in spite of how the world makes me feel. I didn’t think I would make progress or feel good. Putting this together let me see that I was wrong.
“I want to be positive but that is such a difficult task, Svihawu.”
“Prairie Wolf” – A. Sylvaster Valentine.
9-2-25 – A. Sylvaster Valentine9-3-25 “When it rains, remember who you are, how far you’ve come. ”
-Addaru Sylvaster Valentine9-4-25 “Svihawu, Today is hard. Its not easy existing. But it is something and I’m not ready for nothing.” -A. Sylvaster Valentine. 9-5-25 “…” -A. Sylvaster Valentine9-6-25 – A. Sylvaster Valentine9-7-25 -A. Sylvaster Valentine9-8-25 A. Sylvaster Valentine. 9-9-25 “I’m not a gamer, really… Hard mode is an accident” – A. Sylvaster Valentine.9-10-25 “Be Positive, Its difficult” A. Sylvaster Valentine9-11-25 -A. Sylvaster Valentine9-12-25 “…” -A. Sylvaster Valentine9-13-25 -A. Sylvaster Valentine9-14-25 “Maybe its okay to draw the sadness” – A. Sylvaster Valentine9-15-25 -A. Sylvaster Valentine9-16-25 “How do you live in a world where the truth is a lie. Svihawu Save us” – A. Sylvaster Valentine”9-17-25 ” I want to exist, Svihawu” – A. Sylvaster Valentine9-18-25 “…” A- Sylvaster Valentine9-19-25 “…” A. Sylvaster Valentine9-20-25 -A. Sylvaster Valentine9-21-25 “Its hard to create on sad days” – A. Sylvaster Valentine9-22-25 “I feel I’ve only ever known family as lies and violence. Is that why i crave the kindness in truth, Svihawu?” – A. Sylvaster Valentine9-23-25 -A. Sylvaster Valentine9-24-25 “Svihawu, Its hard to stay motivated. Its hard to heal” – A. Sylvaster Valentine9-25-25 “I finally got my ears pierced, Svihawu. I think its rather something. Thank you Svihawu for letting me have anything at all” – Addaru Sylvaster Valentine9-26-25 “I feel better Svihawu, Thank you.” – Addaru Sylvaster Valentine9-27-25 -A. Sylvaster Valenting9-28-25 “Keep at it Vallaferescense, Its worth trying – Svihawu” – A. Sylvaster Valentine9-29-25 -A. Sylvaster Valentine9-30-25 -A. Sylvaster Valentine.
Recently I’ve been building new habits as I rebuild my life. One of the practices is to draw my Chubby Prairie wolf Valla before starting my daily logs. Along with this I try and write one positive thing about existing and incorporate my faith into it. Svihawu is the representation of infinite cosmic motion and without Svihawu we would not even exist. I find it nice to write and then see little phrases along the lines of “you existing is quite something, Svihawu Bless” or “poetry is like soap to the mind” Here is how it progressed:
8-15-25:
I decided to doodle, I used to draw so much but felt as if I had lost the ability to draw. “Make time to draw this” became a command.
8-18-25:
I am a prairie wolf wearing a hat and glasses, I made time to draw this. First thing in the morning right after dawn before my day really got started. This being at the top of my daily log set a positive tone for the day.
8-19-25:
“Start your day well. Draw a Dog a day – Svihawu Bless” this is when it hit me, that I had to do this.
8-20-25:
Daily Positivity “Poetry can be used like soap to the mind”. I keep thinking about this phrase, how music is poetry, and how much writing and song can uplift us. I felt really blessed so much so my Valla grew her wings.
8-21-22:
“This is an acceptable format for personal use. There is no shame here” It was then I realized the daily log I keep for my remote work can be used to just keep track of my days. This also influenced me to journal more.
8-22-25:
“Sometimes the stars are elsewhere, that is ok. Idleness is peaceful in moderation” it was cloudy that day at dawn, I had been getting up before dawn for a while and sometimes took pictures. Now I try to take a picture of dawn just before sunrise out of the window. They are beautiful. I felt like, somehow, the light of creativity is returning even with the stars of Svihawu clouded from my view.
8-23-25:
“Relax, Eat as much as you want.” for the past couple of years I had been struggling to eat, I lost nearly 80 lbs. I can relax, eat as much as I want because, well, losing weight isn’t on my agenda. Eating is a healthy thing for me to do.
8-24-25:
It was Sunday, not much was going on and I was feeling rather amorous for that day. Nothing else needs to be said other than “silent wuff~”
8-25-25:
“A green thing fell from the sky early this morning. It is exciting to be a creature that looks to the stars.” I am usually up before sunrise and the dawn stars are beautiful. I feel I’m connecting more to my passion for astronomy now too. The planets linger into the day longer than I thought they do. While I was watching, something green fell from the sky to the east, likely burned up or crashed into Lake Michigan. How exciting to have seen! Svihawu Bless.
8-26-25:
“Winter reminds us all She soon comes, Autumn Approaches” It was the first chili morning I’ve had since May. It made me realize August was almost over, I love fall once I’m acclimated to the cold. I started drawing the weather and discovered the joy of having an 8 color pen.
8-27-25:
“You Existing is Quite Something – A. Sylvaster Valentine”. It really is you know, its quite something to perceive at all! That day, I burned a white, orange, and green candle each separately. White for purity in thought, orange for success and green for good luck. I think they worked. It was nice out that morning.
8-28-25:
“Some days I’m just a chubby walf in a hat”. Its true! I’m growing fond of these on my daily log, I have the weather and this just is cozy to look at as I work. My art is coming back to me, and my signature is getting better even.
8-29-25:
“Awoo to you Svihawu. It was a beautiful dawn”. Oh and it was a beautiful dawn, the clouds reflected the red then golden sunlight as she rose in the sky. Svihawu Bless
8-30-25:
“It was good to see you. Svihawu has bless all days to motion – Addaru Sylvaster Valentine”. I am so fond of doing this now I will try even on the weekends, I did it last weekend so now I gotta do it. I journalled this morning before deciding to work on this post.
Until I put this together today I wasn’t seeing the progress I had been making. Just writing this blog makes me feel so happy. I can draw again! So long as I slow down and remember there is no shame here for Astrolatrian prairie wolfs like myself, Svihawu has blessed this day. May it be good for you too.
Svihawu Bless
-A. Sylvaster Valentine
The Days continue, It took me a bit longer to get this written and put together.
8-31-25:
My partner and I went to a ren faire yesterday and it was a lot of fun. A bit stressful because I have not been around that many people in a long time. I just wore the costume I wear every day and fit in. “Magic is real if you are willing to have faith – Svihawu Bless”
And let me tell you, mine was real.
9-1-25:
“the stars are always beautiful” I woke up before dawn and decided to get the 10” explore scientific out. I love that thing, even in the city I can see stars everywhere I point it. I am extremely exhausted still
I was just awake this morning and happened to notice how clear it was over the city. From this apartment we really can see the sunrise over Milwaukee.
With just some 50×10 binoculars, you can just barely see the cloudy nebulous nature around M42 “Orion’s Nebula”. For those who have lived in different locations around the Midwestern United States this is an easy and endlessly pleasant target to set your sights on. I am still learning how to star hop and these binoculars honestly were a great idea.
Venus and Jupiter have been dancing together in the east almost like they are celebrating the Sun’s arrival. They have been doing that for the past few days, I thought it was noteworthy. I have moved around so much I haven’t gotten a chance to get my paper copy of Sky & Telescope to know what the story is with the planets. I Suppose I /could/ just go log in, but… it wouldn’t smell or taste the same.
I went camping this weekend. it was cloudy, and I didn’t get to turn into a wolf under a full moon and we didn’t meet Sasquatch like I had hoped. I saw something I almost thought was impossible.
I thought they went extinct decades ago. Killed off by one of the Mirror’s face stealers. Killed as a species, that kind of tragedy. On one of the cloudy forest time evenings I was introduced to some ~= nice people =~… Not just normies*, no, these were honestly just some friendly flannel forest folk going camping. You know, the kind that leave no trace and are hard to follow through the woods. The kind of folk that carry tin turtle shaped canteens that say protect the coral but probably never saw salt water. The kind that wear flannel as if its golden jewelry and have great food. I haven’t seen anything like these folks in so long.
I sort of want to think that if the moon did show and all my fur came out, they’d probably ask if i wanted food anyway because the packers won… I was still wearing a silver band tucked under my shirt collar. just in case.
Sure it had rained the whole weekend and I didn’t get the telescope out, but I felt that was a good welcome to Wisconsin. The campfire was cozy and the northwoods people were just as warm as I remember all those decades ago.
There are signs the people are healing. The effigies to the pestilence of disparagement are slowly decaying and coming down. There is still work to be done yet. Be careful if you go, and keep your wits about you. Stay safe amongst those starlit branches fellow creatures.
![A picture of two sketches of Valla with a lamp to the left. the first sketch to the left is Valla Praying with the text below reading
Svihawu, My faith in you
has given me strength
to accomplish anything [at all].
May this Faith grant
the Courage and Fortitude
To be Kind and Gentle. the sketch to the right has Valla looking to the top right facing the bottom left with a bashful posture and next to her the text reads " I’m glad I’m worth drawing everyday" Signed A. Sylvaster Valentine.](https://prairiewolf-asv.theheart.land/wp-content/uploads/2025/10/10-11-25-1024x513.jpg)
