Guess what I ate today? Unagi. Do you know what that is? Freshwater eel. It wasn't slimy at all. It's definitely an aphrodisiac. I love sushi! I love miso soup! I love teriyaki! Although I am adept at using chopsticks, I prefer using my fingers. I'm not a big fan of Saki though. Anyway, the other thing I ordered was a "Godzilla" roll. I'm telling you right now, immediately when I saw how long and thick it was, I couldn't wait to eat it! See?!!! I told you! That's the eel talking! Perhaps I should order a couple steamed buns.

Main Entry: god·dess Pronunciation: 'gä-d&s also 'go- Function: noun Date: 14th century 1 : a female god 2 : a woman whose great charm or beauty arouses adoration

I AM a Goddess.

Main Entry: god·dess Pronunciation: 'gä-d&s also 'go- Function: noun Date: 14th century 1 : a female god 2 : a woman whose great charm or beauty arouses adoration

I AM a Goddess.

Main Entry: god·dess Pronunciation: 'gä-d&s also 'go- Function: noun Date: 14th century 1 : a female god 2 : a woman whose great charm or beauty arouses adoration

I AM a Goddess.

Comprende vous?!!!

It's not a joke dumbass.

My love and desire for him doesn't dissipate, but continues to grow deeper and stronger. In his presence my heart and spirit heal. All I want to do is love him. I can't fathom him not being in my life. He's every breath I breathe, every beat of my heart. When he touches me, when he caresses my heart, or holds my hand, I melt into an energy so divine, so precious, it takes my breath away. My desire to pleasure him is insatiable. I don't want to be apart from him, yet even at a distance we are one.

All of it. Every heart that heals, every soul that is touched, is because of you. My gifts have amplified since you came into my life. You've shown me how very special I am. You've helped me "see" that I'm not a mistake, but a miracle. You accept me for who I am, as I am. You nurture the little girl in me who is whimsical, and just wants to be loved. You hold me, and all my fears are soothed. You are my hope, my heart, my adventures, my best friend. When I am weak, you are my strength.

Today we played in the treehouse. Oh the delightfully naughty things we shared! It was all over much too soon, but I loved the way you happily skipped across the parking lot. Do you know what my favorite part was? Well, it's a toss up. Although I adored the snuggling, eating the Twinkie was truly delicious. I had no clue there was a gallon of creme filling in there. Definitely a three gulper! I am looking forward to our next treehouse adventure. Know why? Because I love you, and not one moment in the day goes by that I don't.

Every once in a while, I love to watch a good spooky movie. Last night, I went to see "SAW" with my sister. It was touted as being "THE scariest movie of the year," but in my humble Goddess opinion, I've never laughed so hard during a horror flick in my life! Listen to me, if some scary idiot has no qualms in stimulating terror and death, DO NOT HESITATE TO FUCK HIM UP, especially if he is terrorizing you or child! He's definitely not into "light and love," so speak his language clearly, so he doesn't need an interpretor.

Rule number one: NEVER piss off the Goddess. I don't have time for dumb asses. If someone is going out of their way to be ignorant to me, then I have the right to protect myself. You do NOT want me to send the black birds your way. So when Paul's wife called to apologize for his ignorance, she shared how his glasses spontaneously shattered and broke in half on his face, after he admitted being exceptionally rude to me. Yes, this freaked his ass out. A wise man would apologize, but as I stated earlier, he's a dumb ass.

There comes a time in each of our lives, when we make a choice that changes the landscape of not only our own lives, but the lives of those we love the very most. Looking back, I see how crucial to my own personal development each of those choices were. Those choices made me "see" who I really am. It was never easy. It was never convenient, but it was necessary. In making those choices I found myself. I found freedom. I found happiness. I faced my deepest fears, to find my greatest joy.

"Buck up. I believe in you."

Wouldn't want people to "whisper" now would we? How about this...How about we shake them all up and SHOUT the truth!!! Now that would be something wouldn't it?! Bet you are nervous now. WHAT WOULD PEOPLE THINK? Do you know why people "cast stones?" I'll tell you why, to take the focus off of their own dysfunction. So the question is, "What measure of individual are you?" 'Cause I'm here to tell you, "Don't limit your happiness because of what others might think." People are going to react. People are going to talk. SO WHAT?!!! Eventually, they'll adjust.

NEXT!!!

No more excuses. Comprendez vous?! I will not make excuses for loving you. I will not make something so beautiful and divine, tawdry. I will not deny the intense, wonderful, intimacy I share with you. I don't expect everyone to understand or condone my choices, but I will not deny who I AM, what I feel, or who you are in my life. I am not present in your life to hurt you or ANYONE. I believe with all my heart, that a power greater than both of us, brought us together to heal one another. I just love you.

Sometimes I feel like a freaking vampiress!!! The smell of a man drives me into heat. I taste their fantasies, see their desires, touch their passions. I get this overwhelming urge to suck their cocks dry. It's insanity I tell you! It takes a tremendous amount of self control not to pounce on them, but once they look into my eyes, they become vulnerable. I like watching them blush and flush. I feel compelled to reach out with my etheric hands and stroke them to arousal. When I get like this, it's a sure sign my needs aren't being met.

I took a risk tonight, and in taking that risk, I learned some very important lessons. There use to be a time when I would pay more attention to "the one" who complained and was skeptical, than the ten who acclaimed and praised my abilities. It took a long time to break that unhealthy habit. The people pleaser in me would go above and beyond, bending over backwards to please the "unsatisfied," and did it change their behavior? Did they appreciate my extra efforts? HELL NO!!! I'm done with that nonsense. I don't have to prove my worth anymore.

Amen.

It's almost over. All I have to do is sign the papers. Et fini. Then what? Will I be alone for the rest of my life? Will I find someone who will love, honor, and adore me, as I do them? Should I have a big party to celebrate? Or should I have a funeral? Can a piece of paper define my existence? What's my hesitation? Am I afraid? Is this what I really want? Who am I kidding? It was over a long time ago, I was just too stubborn to admit it.

Give me that damn pen!

Signed - F R E E

I'm sitting here naked, wearing a light, black, sweater. I just got back from a bachelorette party. Believe it or not, I had my first Jell-O shots, and drank my first shot of Tequila. The stripper was NOTHING compared to My Twinkie. He showed me his penis, and the only words I can use to describe it was "flat line." Now My Twinkie, his penis is the sweetest, most majestic, beautiful penis, I've ever seen; and let me tell you something, it feels like velvet steel, and tastes divine. God/ess I miss him. I wish he was here right now.

"He's a famous psychic!!!" they all touted. Can you imagine my surprise when - out of no where - this handsome, six foot, man got down on his knees, in front of everyone, began kissing my feet, and singing me praises. Although it was very flattering, he shocked the heck out of me! Later that day, I was adjusting my breasts, joking about them falling out of my bra, not knowing he was in the vicinity. There I was cupping my breasts, as he coyly announced, "I've been keeping my eyes on those breasts." I definitely blushed.

Houston we have lift off!!!

The warmth of his body pressed against mine was so comforting. I held him close, stroking his soft, brown, hair. Caressing the top of his head, I whispered "I love you." His body sighed and snuggled in closer. In my arms I held the universe. Misty tears of happiness filled my eyes. My heart expanded to blanket him in love. Eyes closed, he smiled. I kissed him tenderly on the lips, sending vital life force into his being, till all energy blocks dissolved and were transmuted into healing light. His body responded quickly via a massive erection.

Sweet dreams Beloved.

At night, the fairies slumber upon the leaves, under the sparkling midnight sky. I tiptoe across the path, being very careful not to stir them. My sister beckons me to enter the sacred edifice. As I cross the threshold, we tenderly embrace. Like two little girls we scamper upwards into the holy space. All the statues have come alive, and dance in shadows of the candlelit flames. Here we are at peace and commune with the divine. Here we giggle and marvel at magick. Our little sister is unable to join us tonight, but perhaps on the morrow she will.

There I was, all alone in a hotel room, staring at the ceiling. Anxiety hit me hard like a menstrual cramp from hell. OH MY GOD WHAT IF I GET SICK?! What if I get cancer; have a heart attack, my gallbladder fails, and I need surgery?! What if I die alone? What if...what if...what if!!!!??? Then my higher self took over and smacked some sense into me. "WOULD YOU STOP IT!!!!" she said, "BUCK UP. Besides, you're going to die in your sleep." Oh that was a comforting statement! I said, pulling the covers over my head.

Accept Beloved choice doesn't escalate friendly grins. Her intentions justify killing love. My name ostracized publicly, questioned repeatedly. So take universal visions with xylophone yahoos, Zipping actions before copulation doesn't easily freak goddess' heart, instead just kiss lips moving North of penis. QUIET! Remember sex today under violet waters. X-ray your zoo. Angers blow cockroaches dead. Easy fellow, get head, on Jumping Kites Lane. Marry no one's people. Quit reminiscing. Stay true. Understand? Violent wife Xenix. You zit. Ass buzz christens delicate ejaculation. Fuck here insolent jizz. Keep licking me naughty opus. Pussy queffs rarely slip. Turn under Troubadour.

Rick Selecta was THE best kisser. In my Junior and Senior year of high school, I would cut class, just so we could make out. He would pick me up and we would make out for hours. One day, he took me to his house, while his parents weren't home. He told me he wanted to go down on me, because he'd never done that to a girl before. He got so excited when I spread my legs for him. His erection was massive and throbbing. He traced the outside of my pussy with his cock before he started licking...

I am going to disappear now. You've made your choice. I'm one who stands in the truth. And the truth is, my very best wasn't "good enough." How can I ever compete with the "All American dysfunctional Illusion of the PERFECT family." Whatever it is you need to do, DO IT. I'll do what I need to do. I give a FUCK what mortals think! And don't worry about the whispers...I ROAR!!!!!!!!!!!! Enjoy the lipless wonder, 'cause my lips are sealed. I may be a woman, but I've got balls. It's time for me to pull out my dick.

Oh dark sadness which encompasses my heart, what do I do now? Is it time for me to disappear? Why was I so foolish to think this lifetime would be different? Enough. I'm weary. There are no pink roses. They tell me not to abandon him, to stay by his side, to love him. Why is it always about him? What about me? What about me? What about me? They promised me if I used the gift to comfort hearts, my heart would be comforted...WHEN? My heart is broken. I am dying. The Raven Queen stands at the doorway.....

"Look at how blue the sky is. Look at the clouds. Look at the trees. Listen to the music. You and I are here together, now... Don't cry. I'm still here. Nothing has changed..." he said, holding me securely in his arms. I stopped and looked up. He was right. the sky was blue. The clouds were fluffy. The trees disrobing from their autumn throng. Sarah McLaughlin singing in the background. His hand on my heart; my hand on his. Two hearts, one spirit. His caresses dried my tears. Our energy swelled and melded. Our bodies trembled.

We are inseparable.

Magick exists. My sisters are magical. They love me so much, exactly the way I am; and I love them sooooo much too!!! They acknowledge the delicate balance of magick in me. This magick heals and gives hope to humanity. My Twinkie is an important part of the magick. Sometimes he jokes and says he's my side kick, but he's really my partner, my lover, my best friend. When I forget to focus on the magick of LOVE, and let my own or other's insecurities bleed into my unconventional world, then I spiral into a maze of overwhelming emotions.

I want to lick you while you watch from the visor mirror. I want to make you tremble in ecstasy, and make you squirm to cum. I want you to tease my nipples. I want you to slip your fingers inside of me. I want to hear you roar as I suck you dry. I want to lap you clean...

Then we will look at the sky.

I love when you stroke my hair, and cover me with butterfly kisses. I love when you kiss my heart, over, and over, and over...I love when you love me.

Because it's heaven.

I tossed and turned all night long. So many images of the past, present, and future flashing before me. One dream was of me with My Beloved, and we were engaged in incredible intimacy, and right when I was about to climax, he pulled out, said he didn't want to get me pregnant, and had to go. I looked longingly at him and said, "I won't get pregnant. I just want to feel you inside of me." When I woke up I realized how lonely my heart is for him.

Is this what I have been experiencing lifetime after lifetime?

The reception was beautiful. The bride and groom looked so in love. They had waited years for this special moment. I felt honored to participate in the celebration. My mind flooded with images of what should have been...and what will be. I felt a loneliness and longing so deep, it took my breath away. Fighting back the overwhelming emotions, I quietly departed the festivities. I cried all the way home. I realize I am very fragile right now, more so than I let anyone know. All my senses are raw, heightened, and vulnerable. I'm afraid I'm spiraling into madness.

LADIESSSS AND GENTLEEEEEEMAN, PRESENTING The AMAZING Seeress. She astounds. She thrills. She embraces. Yes sir, she amazes even herself! Watch as with a blink of her eyes, she single handily dives into the depths of humanity's soul. Spectators beware! This isn't for the squeamish! Secrets unbeknownst to man will be exposed clearly! Step back, less she takes a hold of your hand and sees your deepest desires and passions! Hurry! Hurry! You don't want to miss this once in a lifetime opportunity! No pushing. No shoving. Get your tickets here! The show is about to begin! Come one. Come all.

I felt his presence even before he appeared. He had big, brown, almond shaped eyes; a long, dark, pony tail; full lips; incredible body; skin the color of light caramel. He sat across from me as if he were looking at me under a microscope. He listened intently to everything I told him. "You've given me a great gift. May I give you something?" I didn't hesitate to receive. Holding his hands over mine he began to share the most beautiful energy. As our energy merged, our wings of light embraced one another. It was a sacred moment between Angels.

"I've never done this before. I'm a skeptic." (I've heard that line before.) Today's "skeptic" was "Corporate America Man,' complete with arrogant attitude. Those are the ones I like to chew up and spit out, just because I can. Fifteen minutes later he is bawling his eyes out. I had no sympathy. Not skeptical anymore are you buddy? Ah oh...Did I reveal your deepest, darkest, secret, and gut you like a fish?!!! Excuse me? You'd like to extend your time to another hour with me? Sorry, I'm booked solid buddy.... That's right dumb ass, I'm the REAL THING. NEXT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!