I look at the rock walls differently than I would have before the rider spoke to me several nights ago. I questioned her about her coming work offering any aid I could give and trying to get from her a sense of possible problems so that if there were trouble of some kind I could best aid her whether or not we could locate her and whether or not she could communicate with us. It was the same method I employed while we served on the Rachella so she seemed to accept the familiar queries from me without thinking much about it.
  I learned more that 1 evening about her work than I had in all the time on the Rachella. I think because this acceptance is different. Usually riders when performing an acceptance having to do with the lines of demarcation are requested to cross them or more frequently to determine a crossing and guide others through. This is what we are familiar with in our service with the rider. This is what we know and see of her calling but it is apparently a very little fragment. What we see if we see anything at all of the lines of demarcation are only remnants left after the rider has sensed, met, merged, governed, guided, changed, rerouted them, fused, bent, and crossed them; there are as many methods, choices, and options as there are lines and acceptances and riders I am led to believe for it is true that each rider will approach a demarcation field and assess and meet the lines there according to her own preferences, talents, and experiences.