One in a million

People think they have SL (TM) dialed in. It's all about the sex, the infidelity and other thnigs that many of us tend to fixate on. Sure that can be alluring from the outset.

I have been on SL (TM) for about 14 months now. I know that each person's experience is an individual as each person is. As I go through this journey, what keeps me at it, is the relationships I have with a few people. It has reflected my RL in that I have a few close friends who I hold dear to me.

Blissie Boucher is one of the nicest people I have ever met in any world. When I have been way down, she was there for me, when I have been way goofy and unfocused (this happens frequently), she was there for me. She is just Bliss and she is just there.

A lot of people, at least in their profiles, say that RL is RL and SL(TM) is SL(TM) and they should never intersect. OK, thats a choice I respect. However, Blissie is a part of our families life. My sweet little Rach loves typing to Blissie. Her reading skills aren't quite there yet but she knows when Blissie is giving her a holla! My 10 year old thought it was great Blissie was into him making a chocolate cake. You should have seen the smile on his face. Even Rachel's twin brother asked me last night if I was dancing with Bliss at the Savoy. I said,"Yes I am." He said,"Good." To cap it off, my ever so close to teenage 12 year old weighs in with,"she is hot."

If you have as good a friend in any world as Blissie is my friend in the metauniverse, make sure you tell them that they mean a lot to you. They might even mean something to your whole family, who knows? Friends are the rarest of commodities and need to be safeguarded like anything else precious.

Love ya Bliss!

Dreams Under Construction

Lately I have been talking and thinking about dreams. They have the ability to mirror everything going on in the past, present and future. There are resources out there that will help you delve into what they mean. Or at least, perhaps, point in some direction.

People have told me that they have dreamed about me. Not my pixelated other self but me. One dream about me was fascinating and required some outside perspective by a woman with bruja roots. Let me explain, a woman I work with is Hispanic. She was the one who had the dream about me. Not that kind of dream silly! She has relatives still in Old Mexico who are tied to the essence of the place. Not on your toursit paths I would imagine. Focus big Focus!!

She is at a restaraunt with three of her friends. They are enjoying big mugs of traditional Mexican Hot Chocolate. You know with the cream and the cinnamon sprinkled liberally on the cream and the saucer itself? So they are at this restaraunt on a patio that is surrounded by large trees full of green leaves. The leaves are swaying in the breeze ever so gently.

I walk by. She knows who I am but its a tip of the toungue type of sceanrio. I don't look sad but am just strolling through the locale. As I continue to walk, I turn my head slightly to look at the people enjoying their mugs of hot chocolate. At this point, according to the recepient of the aforementioned dream I am encased in a box? of silver rain. I do not look alarmed and continue to walk on my way.....

I'm not sure if I want to hear about this one or not! Of course I jest, I've got to know. Any thoughts?

If I could have one dream come true it would be this: to be with my family at a summer house where our children were born. To be holding them all on a star filled night when the heaven seems to be a blanket of stars I could wrap us all in. I could enjoy their warmth and they in turn could enjoy mine. I would have my nose near my wifes beautiful hair and smell its soft, wonderful fragrance. She and I would hold each other tightly with our fab foursome so close to us that they are part of us. We would all smile at one another knowing that we had all truly come home....

I hope your dreams are of love and peace. I will dream of you in those terms...