"I'll miss you so much..."

"Don't worry, I'll find you." he said, hugging me tightly...

"How will you find me? I'll be on the other side of the world?!!!!"

"I always find you." His confidence radiated from his heart.

"What if you don't recognize me?"

Squeezing me tighter, he said, "All I have to do is look into your eyes..."

"You promise you will find me?"

"Twinkie Pinkie Swear." he said, extending his pinkie finger.

"Twinkie Pinkie Swear."

Tears filled my eyes, as I kissed him...

"I love you always and forever...Trust me." he said.

A child is born.

I figured something out yesterday. I AM NOT TO BE HIDDEN IN THIS LIFETIME, I AM TO BE CELEBRATED. ANYONE who feels I have to be "hidden" or anything less than who I truly AM, can go on their merry way. I choose not to be mundane. I choose to be sensual, magickal, happy, adventurous, naughty, LOVED OPENLY, and a healer... I won't be quiet. I won't "conform" to your rules, regulations, standards, and protocol. Been there...done that... This is who I AM. Who I AM is divine. I'm not, nor never will be ordinary. I AM extraordinary. BRAVO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Don't be afraid. Change is good. With endings come new beginnings. You're evolving. To evolve you can't remain stagnant. We've showed you a new path. Enjoy the adventure. You will not starve. You'll be fed. It's time. Time to move forward. Time to proclaim your destiny. All you want and desire is made manifest at this time, but in order to receive it fully, there are some minor adjustments to your reality, which will propel you out of your comfort zone, into the sea of endless possibilities... Now you can create. Now you understand creation. You aren't alone...I'm here.

I saw it again...the vision. Each time I see it, there are more details. Is it my mind playing tricks on me, or is it a glimpse into the future? I've never told anyone about the vision, perhaps for fear they would think it was wishful thinking... All I know is in the vision I feel complete... whole... happy... loved. And yet, deep inside of me, I know it's part of the "knowing..." Oftentimes I keep the "knowing" inside of me, because "knowing" has a tendency to freak people out. Suffice it to say, "I know." I've always known.

He loved her as he had loved no other. He watched with horror, powerless over the cancer eating away at her flesh. Tenderly embracing her fragile body, he whispered, "I love you..." as she exhaled her last breath. The void of death crept in unmercifully, incapacitating him.

She came, eagerly crossing the veil to reunite with her Beloved. Her name was Marilyn. Oh how she missed him!!! And for one brief moment in time, the void filled with the light of her undying love, and he was at peace. The same kind of peace I feel in My Beloved's arms...

I am the Comforter. My assignment is to comfort. I'm excellent at what I do. Even I impress myself at times. The demands on my time and skills are ever increasing, and I am exhausted. And so I ask, "Who will comfort the Comforter?" I've sustained myself at levels beyond ordinary mortal capabilities, in order to assist in healing the hearts of humanity, but I'm at my breaking point. It's as if my life force is ebbing away. My energy field needs to be replenished. I'm so tired, I feel I could go to sleep and never wake up again...

Beautiful, young, Egyptian Priestess, adorned in jewels and finery; honored to be "the chosen one" opens her sweet, cherub mouth and receives eternal life. Immediately her body stiffens, voices become muffled. Paralyzed, eyes wide open, she falls backwards. They wrap her perfect body in soft, flimsy, linen. She's adored by many who bring gifts of gold, jewels, and wheat. They think she is dead, but she is alive, aware of all that is transpiring. She's at peace, for she is chosen to be the bride of Osiris. The sarcophagus lid closes shut. In the silent darkness she awaits his call.

Beloved, come with me into the forest, even if for a brief moment in time... Let's speak of our hopes, dreams, and desires. Sit across from me, knee to knee, heart to heart. Place your hand upon my heart and listen. Listen to creation in the stillness of the noon day. I believe in you, as you believe in me. A higher power brought us together, for a great an noble purpose, that purpose is love. Together, there are no limitations to what we share, only endless possibilities. You are the heart of "all that is."

And so it begins....

Venus in transit.

A hallowed circle of trees.

Laying in the sun.

Crystal blossoms of the earth.

Sacred sage.

A tibetan bell.

An embroidered heart.

A stain glassed ghost ship.

A dungeon illuminated.

A labyrinth of multi-colored ribbons.

Twin streaks across the sun.

Uninhibited laughter.

A noble knight of creativity.

A seductress.

The gate opens.

No fear.

No ego.

Freedom.

Grass stains.

An embrace.

I had so much fun today! I feel so happy inside! It feels good! I don't want this feeling to ever end! I wish every day could be this wonderful, but then, he IS wonderful...

My Beloved called me! Dog gone it if I accidentally input the wrong number into my cell phone, and when I tried to return his call, it told me over and over and over again "We're sorry, your call cannot go through..." STUPID, PHONE!!! Don't they know this is IMPORTANT? Do they have any clue how much I look forward to his phone calls?!!!!!!! When he calls me, I leap to answer!!! I'm going to work on my telepathic skills. then I won't need a phone number. Let's see if I can get a telepathic message to him right now ...................................................................

"Love deeper.........."

I awoke with those words reverberating urgently throughout my being. The message: "This is sacred time, divinely granted, and isn't to be wasted on things which don't matter. Beware the temporary stimulation's that titillate the senses to sway one to the lesser path. They don't matter. They're not real. Focus on what's real, genuine, and tangible, or the emptiness will seep in. There's no comparison to the satisfaction of warmly embracing someone you love; or basking in the sunshine together; or sharing thoughts...." Knowing this, I don't want anything or anyone less, that's why I chose you Twinks.

We stood in awe gazing upwards as the lightening flashing across the vast night sky... "I love night's like this..." he said. "Me too." I replied. There we were, standing side by side. I didn't want it to end. I didn't want to move. It struck me how as vast as the universe was, and as tiny as we both are in the bigger scheme of things, we found each other. And yet, I would feel lost without him. Feeling like the luckiest woman in the universe, I gently stroked his back. Tonight, God/ess was smiling, and so were we.

The new leopard print comforter will look very sexy on my bed! A lovely and generous gift in gratitude for a tremendous healing. "Sheets befitting a Goddess!" she exclaimed. I can't wait to go to sleep and/or make love on them! The sheets are like satin, very silky, but not slick. There's NOTHING sexy about slick sheets! Once I received brown satin sheets as a gift. Every time we made love on them, no matter what position I was in, when he'd start pumping, the force would shoot me forward like a bullet, and I'd fly off the bed.

Per divine decree, a new altar for the twins was created tonight. It's beauty and power far surpasses the first altar. Complete activation of the sacred array within the new altar is simple, yet complex in it's own way. Unlike the initial altar, this altar can only be fully activated by a mutual, concentrated, burst of energy from the highest vibration of love. Although partially activated, the energy of the new altar is intense, primal, sensual. I've done all I was guided to do. All the key ingredients are in place, he just has to turn the key. Will he???????

Today's adventure - Drinking "Peach Poonanny Potion" as an experiment, with my sister, followed with Margueritas at Chili's. One Marguerita was enough to get me going, which is when I came up with the brilliant idea of demonstrating how deep I could stick corn on the cob down my throat. I've never seen my sister laugh so hard in my life! Gentleman, this was no wimpy cob of corn! It was big, thick, and buttery. Sixteen rows baby! I plowed sixteen rows!!!!!!! (Please note, that doesn't include lippage; my lips added a few more rows.) Next time, I'm going for twenty-five!!!!!!!

"I know what the third altar is," he said, "It's a child."

Oftentimes, I see the future in great detail. I've learned to be selective about sharing details, because of the responses I receive. I remember telling him about the child, and how angry he got, so I didn't speak of it anymore. So I wait in the "knowing," until eventually the visions become reality. There's an old saying, "You can draw a horse to water, but you can't force it to drink." Besides, it's not my style to force anyone to do anything.

The third altar is Our Love.

A Nobel Prize Winner

An Academy Award Winning Film Director

A Renowned Self Help Guru/Author

A Famous Broadcast Journalist

A Psychologist to the elite

What do these people have in common? They were my clients today. The interesting thing is, no matter "who" they are to the world, I see "who" they are within. They esteem every word I speak. They feel honored to be in my presence. They say I am a Prophetess, a GREAT, emerging, Spiritual Leader. As you witness from my writings I'm not a Saint. I don't preach morality. I just see "all that is."

Crystal had the face of an angel. When she smiled there was mischief in the air. She loved to dress me up in boa feathers, jewelry, fairy wings, and tiara. She never kissed boys on the lips, but she loved holding their hands, swooning, and grinning ear to ear.... When she hugged, it was a full body press, never letting go until she was ready. She'd bury her face into my neck, saying, "You smell good." She was clear about who and what she liked and disliked. She'd pat my face and say, "You're pretty." I'll miss her sooooo much..............................................

Today I examined feelings of "unworthiness" within myself. After much introspection I've decided I'm not allowing anyone or anything into my life that makes me feel "not good enough." Those are old tapes from childhood that I don't need to play anymore, and so it's time to eject those tapes, because if I don't, it's a form of self abuse. I'm saying, "NO!" to abuse, subtle or otherwise. I'm not wasting any more time doubting my worth, or questioning whether I'm pretty, sexy, or spiritual enough. Question is: "Are YOU worth my time?" Time to show me what YOU got.

:::Knock, knock:::

"Can Little Jay come out to play?"

"Not today Ruby Pearl, Little Jay cannot come out to play."

:::Knock, knock:::

"Can Little Jay come out to play?"

"Go away. Not today. Little Jay cannot come out to play."

:::Tap, tap:::

"Little Jay come out and play, I've been waiting all day."

"I'll come play." resounded Little Jay, "I'll play with you any day."

:::Kiss, kiss. Hug, hug:::

"I'd play with you any day." giggled Little Jay.

"Please stay, don't go away." whispered Ruby Pearl as she swayed.

"Nay," said Little Jay, "for then our days would be gray."

Cupping my breasts, he gently suckled each one, sending delicious shivers throughout my body. Lovingly cradling his head, my fingers caressed his soft, brown, hair. My legs spread in moist anticipation, as his fingers stroked my swelling clitoris. I gasped as he eased his fingers inside my pussy, teasing at finger fucking me. "You like that don't you?" he said, his throbbing cock pressing against my hand, urging me to touch it. "Yes...Please don't stop..." I moaned, feeling the waves of pleasure mounting. He slammed his rock hard penis inside of me, his hot cum christening our mutual orgasm.

I'm in utter shock. Their father was waiting in the driveway when I arrived home. As a courtesy I invited him in. He pinned me down so fast, I didn't have time to think. He tried to force me to kiss him... I fought, but I was weakened by the long day. After unsuccessfully trying to get underneath my gown, he pinned my arms back, spread my legs, and ground his groin through the clothes....His cum leaked through his pants onto my gown... Then he got up and left.

I feel so violated. I just want My Twinkie....:::Crying:::

He's a good man. He's smart, loving, kind, gentle, funny, cuddly, handsome, and warm... I enjoy him so much! He's given me more than any other man ever has. When he's with me, he's fully present. When I cry, he holds me. When I am sad, he loves me through it, and makes me smile. I'm braver when he's around, because I feel safe. When he holds my hand, I feel whole. When we are apart, I miss him so much, but if I close my eyes, and focus on my heart, he's there...always...as I am with him...

I laid underneath the branches of a Willow Tree today, delightfully meditating on the sun's rays as they filtered gracefully through the branches. Elemental's shared their healing energy with me. Visions danced freely around me, similar to a multi-screened theater. Then I saw it, the sacred place I'd seen it in many visions, clearly right in front of me. First I thought it was "the vision" again. It wasn't. Seeing it in the physical "took my breath away." Is it possible?! Was this another sign?! Yes. I will hold on to the vision. I will hold on to love.

"A pumpkin face, keys, clock, and monkey."

His telepathy skills impressed the heck out of me today! Mine SUCKED. The Virgo in me will fine tune this though. I WILL get it right! He sent the image of a cross. What did I receive? A Dolphin, mermaid, and angel...which is a far cry from a cross! GEEZ!!!! Tonight, we're going to do the exercise again. He'll send an image to me, and visa versa. I love this challenge!!!! I love playing in the treehouse, raising our vibrations, and fine tuning our paranormal gifts and abilities... GOD/ESS I LOVE HIM!

HIGH!!! I must confess I am under the influence of mj. I'm with my friend mary jawanna, she sure is a doobie, "and there isn't anything wrong with that..." ~ "j. seinfield." ah ohhhhhhhhh my 100 word counter just beeped! a 100 word counter you ask?! yes! a program to count my words...available here to everyone today at $99.95! tell shimmy schmow he better get to working on that mojo. well, gotta blow, don't want to thc anyone off. "sexual healing baby..........................it's good enough............................." me and marvin gay dancing cha cha.... jeannie, crystal isn't high...and neither am I.

A fortress of beloved friends surrounded me. It was a wonderful conglomerate of unique characters and personalities. We laughed! We danced! We enjoyed "being." And although they were there to celebrate my daughter, they were there to support me, as they have been so many times in the past, and this touched my heart deeply. I don't have to hide who I am from them; they love and honor me openly, exactly the way I am. I experienced heaven again today. What would heaven be without friends?!!!! God/ess my life would be so empty and boring without them, without him.

Relax. Focus on the energy, not on the outcome. That's what I do. I focus on the energy. Your energy. My energy. Our energy. I watch as we meld and compliment one another. The more love I send you, the stronger your response. I savor sharing with you the multiple explosions of pleasure and light, which culminate into a magnificent release. It's important for you to remember not to rush the process, but to allow it to unfold. It's wonderful to love you, to watch you tremble, to hear your expressions of ecstasy and satisfaction. I do it for love.

Oh how handsome he looks, standing there in the garden, underneath the floral archway. He leans forward, smiling, cupping her chin gently with his hand; looking at her with such love and adoration; tears of happiness flowing down his cheeks. "This IS the happiest day of my life." he says, "I love you................." She memorizes this sacred moment. The way he is looking at her. The smile on his face. She wraps her arms around him, nestling into his neck, inhaling how good he smells... A raven caws, "YOU OWE ME ONE MILLION DOLLARS!!!!" followed by tears, laughter, and applause....

We walked reverently into the desert, past the kiva, to the base of the labyrinth. darkness had fallen. the moon had yet to rise. the journey into the labyrinth was symbolic of our courage to release our fears and burdens. tears of joy and sadness fell as i pondered my life. supportively we joined hands at the center. i chanted a sacred prayer, followed by three primal yells... the sound hauntingly echoed throughout the valley. sherry gasped as the moon rose in synch behind me, illuminating our circle with brilliant healing light. the divine energy surged. our hearts were free.