addiction, my only defense...

will this endless need,

my longing to hear your voice

push you far from me?

~

if there was a drug

to banish you from my soul

take it? no Never!

~

hunger, appetite,

my lust for you... if you will

my Achilles' heel

~

outta sight... outta mind...

so much on your mind?

as soon as our embrace ends

do you forget me?

~

to play or not to play...

the question, my dear

should fantasies stay just that

or bring them to light

~

Crucible of my soul...

Change is hard... sometimes it's downright painful. Saying goodbye to a relationship, even if it's toxic, is very difficult.
Perhaps I'm outgrowing some of the relationships I've had for many years. People I have loved are changing. Or are they? Maybe I was just blinded by my feelings for them. Maybe I am seeing exactly who they are (and have been?). I've been mocked by these people... people I've loved. They've talked behind my back and smiled to my face... well some have smiled, some have just stopped talking to me all together.
I still love them... oh, I really love them. I just don't always like them. And now it seems I'm feeling a kind of grief... a slow and tormenting grief... a Loss.
On life's journey we make friends, we exchange our gifts. Hopefully, those gifts are cherished.
Perhaps I expect too much from these relationships. Is it expecting too much to be cherished as I cherish them?
Really... Is it?

So, where are all those volunteers?

I've got to have 6 more guinea pigs... uh... I mean practice clients by July 1st. Where'd they all go?????

The Cone... and I don't mean Ice Cream....

Okay, I feel the need for a risque post.
It has been a while hasn't it? Yeah, I know... all this wellness, metaphysical and anatomy stuff. I know I'm kinda consumed. But hey, it's paying off - I got another 100 on a test last night!!

Anyway, back to the subject... I want this:

It's called The Cone.

Looks like a piece of modern coffee table art doesn't it?

The best part about the Cone, though, is that it makes people smile. They don't quite know what it is at first, but something about its unusual shape and maybe its color triggers that "I think it's naughty!" feeling. Then when you show them how it works, they all get this silly grin, and some start to giggle.

Regina Lynn - Wired online

What? Not really a risque post? Ah, well... maybe someone (hint hint) will buy it for me and then we'll see. Maybe I'll post a review.

missing you...

what consumes you now?

I'm the least of your's I feel...

Life's priorities

~

URBAN DICTIONARY

I'm now an editor at Urban Dictionary!

Urban Dictionary offers a daily dose of "useful translations" of hipster talk.
Atlanta Journal Constitution

Bodily functions and poetry...

Okay, I had to. Conley did it again. He's really on a roll lately.
I just love this one.


I haven't written any haiku lately, perhaps I should excrete a few.

Human Energy Field... go on... touch me!

Well, KittyCat...
You never cease to surprise me! Here I thought I had you figured out and then you knock my socks off again (if you're gonna do that, I wish you'd just take the rest of my clothes off me and then we can have some real fun). So, you can sense, feel, transfer bio energy? That's so damned cool!
I've recently started to see some auras... very very faintly, and only with some people. So I completely believe in the energy fields. But can I manipulate those fields? Hmm, maybe... but I have no real proof of it. People say I make them "feel" better. Is that simply massage of muscles? Or could it be a "massaging" of their energy fields as well? Someone once told me he could feel me massaging his aura... I was going over his body with my hands about 1/2 inch from his skin, a kind of experiment. I was more impressed that he could feel that. But I guess I was actually affecting his energy field in some way.

I KNOW I get energy from clients when I massage them. I feel much better physically when I massage. If I go days without massaging someone, I feel like I'm getting ill or at least I feel low on energy. But I, as yet, cannot actually FEEL that energy transfer.

I'm so jealous, KittyCat. When you touched me tonight... I felt a kind of tingling whether you were actively trying to take energy or give it. I felt a tingling along the sides of my face both times. I keep hearing that these metaphysical things can be learned. I sure hope so. I'm so willing to learn.

Keep surprising me, Girl! Knowledge is such a turn on!
Love you.

cat scan...

Get Fuzzy today is fabulous!

Comics.com is a great place for your daily comics. I get "Get Fuzzy" sent to my mail box everyday.

I also love 9 Chickweed Lane.

jus' checking...

Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind,
"Pooh! ", he whispered.
"Yes, Piglet?"
"Nothing.", said Piglet, taking Pooh's paw.

"I just wanted to be sure of you"

~A.A. Milne

“... tintinnabulation that so musically wells ...

From the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells..."

You know, I'm usually a very up-beat person. Happy, energetic... bubbly even (no! really).
But lately I've had a problem with allergies and Tinnitus and it's driving me a little batty. There is a constant humming in my head and I can't breathe (congestion I mean). It's starting to affect my personality a little. I'm not grumpy or anything but feeling a little, well... blue. And this morning I woke up with my heart AND my mind racing. It was the closest I've EVER gotten to a anxiety attack. Me? Stressed? No Way! When have I ever been stressed? Well, okay... there was that period when I was leaving my spouse and getting a divorce... but NOT NOW! I'm the happiest I've ever been. And until the last few weeks, the healthiest I've ever felt. Thank you Pollen! Allergies SUCK!

Have you noticed how many people don't REALLY want to know "How are you?". Do you think they REALLY want you to tell them what you think of this "beautiful day, isn't it?"? Nope.

The first day or two when you say you're not feeling well it's all "OH, poor dear... is there anything I can do to help?" But let it go on for a week or so.... oh no! Then it's "Uh, huh... well, sorry to hear that ... I gotta run"

Am I being too sensitive? No, not really... just being observant I think.

And believe me, I have very good friends who worry about me and check on me and want to bring me "chicken soup" (or reasonable facsimilies there of). Then there are the ones... some really important ones... who for one reason or another cannot DEAL with the pain/discomfort of others. Maybe because they are in pain themselves and don't want to be reminded.

And then there are the ones that revel in the angst. I guess because...

Misery still delights to trace Its semblance in another's case.

- William Cowper

But those "friends" are in a whole other category... and I'm too, uh, Up-beat to discuss them right now!

missing you...

It should be so clear

I am sitting here waiting

again, you just leave

~

The Tao of Pooh

"When you wake up in the morning, Pooh," said Piglet at last,

"what's the first thing you say to yourself?"

"What's for breakfast? said Pooh.

"What do you say, Piglet?"

"I say, I wonder what's going to happen exciting today?" said Piglet.

Pooh nodded thoughtfully.

"It's the same thing," he said.

right place, right time...

"In the infinity of life where I am,
all is perfect, whole and complete.
I no longer choose to believe in old limitations and lack.
I now choose to begin to see myself
as the Universe sees me -- perfect, whole and complete.
The truth of my Being is that I was created
perfect, whole and complete.
I will always be perfect, whole and complete.
I now choose to live my life from this understanding.

I am in the right place at the right time, doing the right thing.
All is well in my world."

You Can Heal Your Life

by Louise L. Hay