Musings and e-mail
Bonjour mes amies.
As this month draws near the end, I'm pleased to say that many of you have been instrumental in promoting our blog. The steady stream of new visitors continues to rise and with that, some of our new visitors have taken up the torch and began sending their friends our way, too. As it now stands, we have four front-runners for the cape that will be awarded at the end of the month. On July 1st we will announce the winner (winners, if there should be a tie) and the number of visitors that person(s) sent here. Thank you, one and all, and don't stop now. You have six more days to promote the blog and you could very well become the owner of the beautiful cape.
On another note, if you recall, I told you about the little kitten Garth and Jessica gave to Dream Teller. Well, Mystic Lass is growing by leaps and bounds and has begun to establish herself among us. But I have to tell you that Mystic has proven to be something of a handful! Given that she is part Manx, (I'm wondering if she isn't part Bob-cat) the little critter has the ability to leap very high and she thinks nothing of leaping wherever she fancies. She is quite fast (a blurry white ball) and she streaks about like lightening; zooms across the room, leaps over furniture, and even sits high up on a particular bookcase which she seems to favor most. You can imagine our suprise when she takes a notion to leap upon our back when we least expect it! Mystic has the bluest eyes and there are times when one of us just feels those eyes on us and before you know it she has us mesmerized with her uncanny stare.
In the few weeks since her arrival, we have noticed that Mystic has other uncanny abilities. She seems to know whether a person is going to be likable or not, and when she dislikes someone she growls low, her bobtail rises and twitches, and she narrows her eyes and hisses. Sure, most cats do that, but not quite like our Mystic. She takes on the persona of a feral cat, particularly when the person in question approaches Dream Teller. It is a sight to behold for she will leap upon Dream Teller's desk and put herself between her Mistress and the other person, and hiss and spit. And believe me, she means business! She will hardly allow Dream Teller out of her sight, as if she is protecting her Mistress. So, you can see that she has become quite an asset, as well as a valuable companion. If Mystic likes you she will purr loudly and rub her face against yours but if she doesn't find you acceptable... Just thought you would like to know that she is filling the role we all hoped she would fill in Dream Teller's life, admirably.
And now onto today's business. All is well that ends well, as the saying goes. Roman is back with us and has healed from his wounds from his encounter with another (rogue) of his Kind. At present, he is quite put out with Garth (for reasons I won't mention) and when Roman is put out with someone, everyone knows it. He is not one to rant and rave, as Garth is given to do, but you can't miss the icy calm stare or his regal bearing. Neither can you miss the fact that the temperature seems to drop by several degrees when he is in that mode. What is really most fun to watch is a Master Vampyre (Garth) tip-toeing around his protege and doing his best to get back in Roman's good graces. Our dear Garth knows he is in hot water and well he should be, to my way of thinking. Be that as it may, I expect that Roman is secretly enjoying making his mentor miserable; a payback, if you will. We shall see how that turns out in the very near future. Gee, I almost feel sorry for Garth but practical joker that he is, it is his own fault for deviling Roman the way he does. You cannot imagine what Garth can get up to when he is in jokester mode! Stay tuned. And now, Dream Teller's answers to some of your e-mail.
To Bridgett in North Carolina: My thanks for your kind condolences. I agree, life is often cruel and unkind but one must find the ability to accept that which cannot be changed, in order to go on. The alternative is to remain miserable and become bitter and that is no life, at all. I extend my condolences for your loss and I hope that you are able to work through your pain and angush, as I am attempting to do, and that one day in the near future you may find comfort in knowing that physical death is often a blessing in disguise. You are stronger than you think, though it will take time to discover that strength, and so I would advise you to take whatever time you need to grieve your loss. Let no one tell you that grief requires a specific time limit, for that is a ridiculous notion. Each person is different and while there are those who preach a certain standard for such things, standards are no more than assumptions based on percentages of a majority, which is based on maintaining that all people think and feel alike. If you feel you need therapy, take care about whom you choose for a therapist. Let your common sense be your guide in that endeavor to seek out such a person. Blessed May You Be.
To Grant in California: The answer to your question depends upon your religious beliefs. I am no' one to push my beliefs on others so I will no' advise you on the matter. What I will say is this; each of us has a right to our beliefs, so it is unwise to condemn another for their beliefs. If you do no' agree with those, remove yourself from the equation and leave it lie. 'Twould be of no use to you to attempt to change another's views for in doing so, you may well make a dangerous enemy. Blessed May You Be.
To Taurean in Wisconsin: Open you eyes and mind before you take that dark path. Ask yourself if you can live with such binding, rigid rules for once you step across that line, you canno' return. There will be no fun and games as you seem to think is the case, for it is serious business, to be sure. If you value your soul, take care. Blessed May You Be.
To Cassie in Arkansas: Do so and no' a day will pass that you do no' regret your decision. Life is difficult enough without adding to your own burden. Leave be what is no' within your realm of understanding, for it is no' your problem to solve. There are those who must make their own mistakes, for it is 'The Way of It'. I advise you to step back while you can. Blessed May You Be.
To Tenya in Georgia: That depends upon your level of understanding and perception ability. Even those of us with years of knowledge under our belts make mistakes, and to think otherwise is a fool's game. That is why we pool our resources and combine our efforts, but still, mistakes are made. You do no' have the benefit of the resources we have at our fingertips so I would advise you to pause and think things through before you make such a decision as will change your life, forever. What harm is there in taking time to decide your fate? If someone tells you that you have no time then I assure you, you are being lured into danger. Blessed May You Be.
To Thomas in Maine: One is never too old to learn, nor does one's calling have any bearing upon such matters. 'Tis what it is, the world over. If 'tis meant to be, in your case then consider that being a Catholic priest does no' prevent you from answering the call. 'Tis your personal beliefs that prevent you from entering into that particular territory. I have passed your letter on to one of our consultants, a Catholic bishop, whom I hold in high regard. I believe he is best suited to answer your question and you will find he is no' judgemental, as you fear your elders will be. Heed his word and there will you find comfort from your fears. Blessed May You Be.
To Destiny in Florida: Tragic though it may seem to you, remember that it may no' seem so to the other. Labeling something 'tragic' is merely one's own perception of how to identify a particular occurence or instance. Give way to the other's right to perceive as he does; listen; watch, and in time you may well discover you have been too judgemental. If, on the other hand, you still feel the same way, keep your thoughts to yourself. 'Tis no yours to handle. Blessed May You Be.
To Mary Jo in Maine: Mayhap, or no'. Who is to say? Judge no' lest you be judged. Blessed May You Be.
As this month draws near the end, I'm pleased to say that many of you have been instrumental in promoting our blog. The steady stream of new visitors continues to rise and with that, some of our new visitors have taken up the torch and began sending their friends our way, too. As it now stands, we have four front-runners for the cape that will be awarded at the end of the month. On July 1st we will announce the winner (winners, if there should be a tie) and the number of visitors that person(s) sent here. Thank you, one and all, and don't stop now. You have six more days to promote the blog and you could very well become the owner of the beautiful cape.
On another note, if you recall, I told you about the little kitten Garth and Jessica gave to Dream Teller. Well, Mystic Lass is growing by leaps and bounds and has begun to establish herself among us. But I have to tell you that Mystic has proven to be something of a handful! Given that she is part Manx, (I'm wondering if she isn't part Bob-cat) the little critter has the ability to leap very high and she thinks nothing of leaping wherever she fancies. She is quite fast (a blurry white ball) and she streaks about like lightening; zooms across the room, leaps over furniture, and even sits high up on a particular bookcase which she seems to favor most. You can imagine our suprise when she takes a notion to leap upon our back when we least expect it! Mystic has the bluest eyes and there are times when one of us just feels those eyes on us and before you know it she has us mesmerized with her uncanny stare.
In the few weeks since her arrival, we have noticed that Mystic has other uncanny abilities. She seems to know whether a person is going to be likable or not, and when she dislikes someone she growls low, her bobtail rises and twitches, and she narrows her eyes and hisses. Sure, most cats do that, but not quite like our Mystic. She takes on the persona of a feral cat, particularly when the person in question approaches Dream Teller. It is a sight to behold for she will leap upon Dream Teller's desk and put herself between her Mistress and the other person, and hiss and spit. And believe me, she means business! She will hardly allow Dream Teller out of her sight, as if she is protecting her Mistress. So, you can see that she has become quite an asset, as well as a valuable companion. If Mystic likes you she will purr loudly and rub her face against yours but if she doesn't find you acceptable... Just thought you would like to know that she is filling the role we all hoped she would fill in Dream Teller's life, admirably.
And now onto today's business. All is well that ends well, as the saying goes. Roman is back with us and has healed from his wounds from his encounter with another (rogue) of his Kind. At present, he is quite put out with Garth (for reasons I won't mention) and when Roman is put out with someone, everyone knows it. He is not one to rant and rave, as Garth is given to do, but you can't miss the icy calm stare or his regal bearing. Neither can you miss the fact that the temperature seems to drop by several degrees when he is in that mode. What is really most fun to watch is a Master Vampyre (Garth) tip-toeing around his protege and doing his best to get back in Roman's good graces. Our dear Garth knows he is in hot water and well he should be, to my way of thinking. Be that as it may, I expect that Roman is secretly enjoying making his mentor miserable; a payback, if you will. We shall see how that turns out in the very near future. Gee, I almost feel sorry for Garth but practical joker that he is, it is his own fault for deviling Roman the way he does. You cannot imagine what Garth can get up to when he is in jokester mode! Stay tuned. And now, Dream Teller's answers to some of your e-mail.
To Bridgett in North Carolina: My thanks for your kind condolences. I agree, life is often cruel and unkind but one must find the ability to accept that which cannot be changed, in order to go on. The alternative is to remain miserable and become bitter and that is no life, at all. I extend my condolences for your loss and I hope that you are able to work through your pain and angush, as I am attempting to do, and that one day in the near future you may find comfort in knowing that physical death is often a blessing in disguise. You are stronger than you think, though it will take time to discover that strength, and so I would advise you to take whatever time you need to grieve your loss. Let no one tell you that grief requires a specific time limit, for that is a ridiculous notion. Each person is different and while there are those who preach a certain standard for such things, standards are no more than assumptions based on percentages of a majority, which is based on maintaining that all people think and feel alike. If you feel you need therapy, take care about whom you choose for a therapist. Let your common sense be your guide in that endeavor to seek out such a person. Blessed May You Be.
To Grant in California: The answer to your question depends upon your religious beliefs. I am no' one to push my beliefs on others so I will no' advise you on the matter. What I will say is this; each of us has a right to our beliefs, so it is unwise to condemn another for their beliefs. If you do no' agree with those, remove yourself from the equation and leave it lie. 'Twould be of no use to you to attempt to change another's views for in doing so, you may well make a dangerous enemy. Blessed May You Be.
To Taurean in Wisconsin: Open you eyes and mind before you take that dark path. Ask yourself if you can live with such binding, rigid rules for once you step across that line, you canno' return. There will be no fun and games as you seem to think is the case, for it is serious business, to be sure. If you value your soul, take care. Blessed May You Be.
To Cassie in Arkansas: Do so and no' a day will pass that you do no' regret your decision. Life is difficult enough without adding to your own burden. Leave be what is no' within your realm of understanding, for it is no' your problem to solve. There are those who must make their own mistakes, for it is 'The Way of It'. I advise you to step back while you can. Blessed May You Be.
To Tenya in Georgia: That depends upon your level of understanding and perception ability. Even those of us with years of knowledge under our belts make mistakes, and to think otherwise is a fool's game. That is why we pool our resources and combine our efforts, but still, mistakes are made. You do no' have the benefit of the resources we have at our fingertips so I would advise you to pause and think things through before you make such a decision as will change your life, forever. What harm is there in taking time to decide your fate? If someone tells you that you have no time then I assure you, you are being lured into danger. Blessed May You Be.
To Thomas in Maine: One is never too old to learn, nor does one's calling have any bearing upon such matters. 'Tis what it is, the world over. If 'tis meant to be, in your case then consider that being a Catholic priest does no' prevent you from answering the call. 'Tis your personal beliefs that prevent you from entering into that particular territory. I have passed your letter on to one of our consultants, a Catholic bishop, whom I hold in high regard. I believe he is best suited to answer your question and you will find he is no' judgemental, as you fear your elders will be. Heed his word and there will you find comfort from your fears. Blessed May You Be.
To Destiny in Florida: Tragic though it may seem to you, remember that it may no' seem so to the other. Labeling something 'tragic' is merely one's own perception of how to identify a particular occurence or instance. Give way to the other's right to perceive as he does; listen; watch, and in time you may well discover you have been too judgemental. If, on the other hand, you still feel the same way, keep your thoughts to yourself. 'Tis no yours to handle. Blessed May You Be.
To Mary Jo in Maine: Mayhap, or no'. Who is to say? Judge no' lest you be judged. Blessed May You Be.
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