Thank you, Spiritwind. Thank you for being my friend, and thank you for being you. Oh, lookie, Miss Jinjer got a pedicure! This brought me the biggest smile. Until, of course, I saw the babies...and then *that* was the biggest smile! Oh my gosh, isn't it just straight up a blessing to have something...

Ah, Dearest Aslan. Aslan the Wise. Aslan the Creator, the one true King of the World of Narnia. Aslan, who was inside me. Aslan, who had to die in order to Live. Aslan, who slipped into Darkness in order to show the Light.

Yes, I gnow Aslan.

Hi Steven, welcome to Earth Empaths. May this space be as kind to you as it has been to me. I have to say, I'm not sure I follow you entirely. You might be speaking of the Here and Now, you might be speaking of the Divine Miss U. I cannot tell. It is not my intention to speak in code. Really, it isn...

And so Edmond as Me followed the Ice Queen as He. Off into unspeakable places, apparently. Off into a world where it is okay for the Ice Queen as He to give Edmond as Me the Turkish Delight. The very Turkish Delight that had been once promised to only One. And She was not Me. How do I know this was ...

Centered once again. To continue... Edmond knew better. He knew that seeking out the Ice Queen in Narnia was not the best decision. Yet he did so anyway. There was something about her. And Edmond as Me...well...I understand this. I heard the little internal voice telling me what was ok and what was ...

For a time, I was Edmond. The Ice Queen was mesmerizing, almost hypnotizing. The Ice Queen had a certain otherworldly appeal, an indescribable quality...when face to face with this, all physicality ceased and left was only a connection that defies words. The Ice Queen sat above all others. Beyond al...

Do you want to know who the Beautiful Ice Queen is? Because I know.

I met some folks in Narnia that I opened up to. I opened my soul to them. Too trusting, sigh. But...I did. I had so many questions, and my driving need to know (coupled with my belief that everyone else had the answers) had me trying to soak up every drop of knowledge I could. I made some online fri...

I guess it was as much like Dorothy coming out of the black and white world and into the world of color. All the creatures she had never seen before. All the rich, vibrant energies. The colors were so vivid...and to all these people I had just met, this was normal. For me, it was almost too fantasti...

In December, 2011, I sat down in my garage office in front of my keyboard. I felt as if the walls were closing in, it was how I had always imagined claustrophobia to feel. But I could see with my own eyes that nothing was happening in my physical environment. I had just started poking around the int...