It is the end of my first Year at the Academy, and the Circle has gathered to celebrate the New Year. As I look back on this moment, I was still in resonance with the majesty of Rebecca, the Quiet Witch had just arrived. I am just coming to come into this community of the Academy at this moment. Yet, as I look back, seeing both Rebecca and my Self, we were what we are, even then, through the confusion and the opening. Beings of Light, beings of Faerie. Beings of reincarnate nobility, playing their role through it’s current incarnate form.