The CIMI glyph appears to float between the worlds in a twilight mist, linking spring to the memory of the autumn mist, to which we are related by virtue of the east-west axis on the Medicine Wheel. The Cimi message is information saturated with the mysterious medicine of transformation all the while offering a smile of encouragement. This very serious trecena possesses potentials scarcely glimpsed, barely sensed and yet palpably felt, helping to retrieve and drive all directional and historic returns back to the origin point of the eternal present. Is this the spring of our evolutionary year of years? I wonder, as walks upon the land are revealing, in this two-leggeds observation, hereto for unprecedented growth patterns among the tree beings.