Instinct to Surrender

V~ As the holidays neared, every gift I considered felt superficial and disconnected.  It wasn't until I settled on simplicity and intention that the energy finally flowed.   I've never gifted any of my work except to my Pearls Sisters, yet despite my discomfort, I put my faith and trust in the energy.  Again...you inspire me to choose another uncharted path. Each piece of me gave a bit of themselves to the process. A masochist's struggle to create and be vulnerable. Alfred's quest for knowledge. A property's humble offering. A little girl's belief and hope in The Universe's magic. A Lioness' fierce instinct to protect who she loves. Kat honoring her unspoken truth. The other one's optional contribution requires your consent and collaboration. ") Made by my own hands under a full Cancer moon with intention poured into each individual bead.  May this gift bless you with the protection and energy your mind, body, heart, and soul seek most. ~kiss~ ...

 Tonight the longest of the year, the past whispers, even as a tombstone settles gently on the grave of long buried dreams, so long ago even what ifs fail to rear their ugly heads.  A soft smile tugs with the  memories.  Stars and the moon and empty country roads.  Laughter dancing on the wind.  Wishes and dreams and a love that would span decades bloomed.  I remember, and I am profoundly grateful for those days.  That beginning would eventually evolve and forge a bond that would see us through unimagined battlefields that drew blood, sweat, and tears, yet somehow within all that hardship...we each continued to find pieces of ourselves. My heart weeps with sheer joy and relief at tomorrow's new beginning.  Feeling Fate's guiding hand and seeing Destiny manifest leaves me breathless with wonder.  The fit is so natural and right.  Finally, the truth that was always so clear to me is seen.  It was all meant to be.  ") Yet a p...

12.01.23 I realized in mid-August (three month ago) when I couldn't find a single spark of anger despite irritation and total disagreement that I was falling in love with him.   End of October when my Lioness lost her ever-lovin mind, I had no choice but to face I was in love.   Tonight, in the shower, while getting ready for original plans, the only urge I felt was to shrug off the sure guarantee of COVID, and get to Him, so my hands could ease His pain and my soul could sink into His/Our energy. And that's when it smacked me in the face...I'm in vanilla love with Him.   Fuuuuuuuck me.  THIS...this is something ALL together different.   My emotions aren't dependent to a dynamic, to an exchange, to acts of Dominance or Pain or good Dick.  ~sigh~  Hell...if I'm being honest, they aren't even dependent on knowledge, access, or consistency.  There are no strings attached or circumstances that frame my love—AKA boundaries that coul...