Who am I? I am a person just like you. I may see the world in a “different” way but just like you, I have biologic and emotional needs.
What do I believe in and how do I live my life, you ask?
I believe in compassion
I believe in doing the right thing even when it is not easy
I believe that everyone has a story
I believe that everyone has gifts born with and can acquire the rest
I believe compassion is sometimes saying no
I believe in you
I believe we are all aspects of one large family
I believe that I have and will make a lot of mistakes
I believe that each mistake is only life’s personal instructor
I believe in love
I believe love can and will cure every ailment of humanity
I believe that you (and I) are meant to follow our dreams
I believe our dreams are the direction in which we must travel to be happy
I believe that everything is moving with forward momentum
I believe that at times we must still our momentum to find our balance
I believe that we must not still ourselves for an extended time
I believe it is wise to still ourselves often
and I believe that when we love ourselves the whole world is loved in that action.
Everyone has a story, some choose to share it with the world. I am one of these people. Will you enjoy my ramblings? Only you can answer that. To decide this for you would be completely inappropriate. Firstly you will find fictional material with either fantasy or a sci fi theme. Secondly most of my hero’s are women but the men always play an important part so have no fear, no one is left out.
If you enjoy an easy read this may be the place for you. Relaxation and immersion into a story is my goal with every story regardless of its length. I hope you will love the characters and stories as much as I do and if you can step away feeling better about yourself, the world around you or just refreshed my day is complete.
Example from an unfinished story…
The morning dew created strange imprints on gently crushed blades of grass with each lithe stride across an over grown field. Large Opal eyes framed with ebony lashes adjust as a golden sun began to rise with a warmth unfamiliar upon her home world. With a cat like grace she stretches to experience the delicious sensations this human body produced upon velvet skin. Tiny silken hairs drinking in the early morning, being caressed by the abundant plant life created delicious cascading waves of pleasure. Remembering her training, Eptula quickly locates an old shirt which had been carelessly discarded to pull over the bronze, athletic body she had been assigned. He was near, his scent unmistakable, a barely perceptible smile crosses perfect lips. Crouching down she waits. He is hers, he just does not know it YET…………