I am trying to hold everything together. I have made my plans, including plans for dealing with irrational things that some people might do. And so, it is time to go visit the rabbit people.
The Rabbit people represent the people and personalities from my past, fortifying me with good memories and pleasant thoughts. I depend on my interior mental life more and more as my body breaks down and my present life is more and more limited.
The hero is a younger me, leading the way to places I have been before and ready to defend me with old truth.
But there is no such thing as a perfect sanctuary. No castle of willpower and mental toughness is ever impregnable.
A thousand things now assail me. Unpaid tax bills, surprise expenses, continued struggles with illness, and other horrible goblins of chance and bad fortune continue to hound me.
The battle is not over. I have not yet lost, though I have not won yet either.