Entry 19 – Laguz & Jera
Instincts are ripe for the harvest. If they are natural, the harvest will be great in hamingja.
Fear is not the natural. Democracy is not the natural. Trust instinct. Set your ship’s plow,
and know in dark blue water, by day or by night. There is no chart. There is instinct.
At sea there is no baring point we know of. That is good for interdicting non instinctive reason. No such reason, there is instinct; we sail by trust.
When we see the iceberg, we reason a right, but we sail in trust. Blending with the flow, we sail for the harvest and not from the iceberg. Such happens in the year of the harvest of hamingja.
