I *love* The Universe.
How can you not like messages like these every morning? Instead of a bowl of bitchflakes for breakfast, I get this:
"Be proud to know as much as you do about life, dreams and reality. Bask, Tess. It was a long climb up the stairway of enlightenment, and many a battle over false beliefs and mass consciousness have been won. You don’t have to shout from your roof to live your truth every second of every day, but don’t shy away from the ignorant; they need you. Nor be intimidated by the truly wise; they love you. And please don’t ever let self-consciousness keep you from stepping out into a world that would be unimaginably incomplete without you.
You are a vessel of light, a holy ghost, and frankly, so dang "hot."
The Universe"
I don’t care that everyone else gets the same message and I don’t care that it’s computer-generated generic stuff. Sometimes it’s really appropriate and meaningful. Like having a super-positive stalker! ;)
I mentioned to Master last night that I felt like we were losing the mojo again. He said he wasn’t, didn’t feel anything "off", so I guess it’s just me. It’s probably mostly related to the job. I like the job, don’t get me wrong, and it’s still so part-time as to be practically non-existent, it’s just that the few hours I do work are the few hours where I got most of my daily fix of being of any use- the morning hours.
That’s when I would make coffee and breakfast, do the shower routine with Master, start the car for him, and have some sort of verbal affirmation of my place in things. It might be just the tone of his voice or a pinch when he kissed me goodbye, a task assignment or a strict reminder to do some forgotten (or avoided) chore. But now I’m up and gone before anyone is even awake, at work by 5:30am, and *sigh*… I’m just missing things is all. Of course having to be up so bloody early means I’m falling asleep by 9pm so I’m missing out on the usual nighttime stuff too.
Bah. I’m filled with self-pity. *whine*
Anyway, I’m not real sure how to combat this. I hate to see it turn into a big problem. I think I’ve recognized it pretty quickly for a change and I want to fix it NOW. I think part of it might be having to step up the nighttime stuff. The leniency he extends to me because I have to be up so early may just have to stop. I would rather be a little more tired in the morning than watch things slide downhill so soon after we climbed UP this damn hill. Besides, I’m only at work for a whopping three and a half hours, if I’m that tired I could come home and take a nap!
Whatever He decides to do, it better hurt and make me cry. That’s all I got to say about that!
(bossy bitch, ain’t I? :D )
Someone asked about the kids since I haven’t talked much about them. I guess there isn’t much to say. The turmoil I’d been bracing myself for with Jes moving back was avoided because she simply didn’t stay. Nobody was surprised. Her boyfriend, her friends, her comfort zone – is not here in this house. Some kids just aren’t the type that you can guide or advise. She’s got an independent stubborn streak a mile wide and she’s bound and determined to learn things on her own, in her own way. Anything I do that doesn’t allow that for her only creates a gap between us. As long as she follows the basic rules (goes to school, no drugs, no trouble with the law), we’re all backing off and letting her do her thing.
We still talk almost every day and I’m okay with how things are at the moment. I still argue with myself over whether or not I’m doing the right thing but I’ll be damned if I know what the right thing IS.
Anyway, the dogs are glaring at me since they haven’t been for a walk yet and I’m still trying to catch up on the laundry. Did you know laundry breeds when you aren’t looking? I swear! Plus I have to go the bank, the grocery store, and sometime soon I need to scoop the winter’s worth of dog shit out of the yard. Now that the snow has melted (yay!), it’s quite appalling to look at. Ah, the glamorous life of a slave. 
~cunt
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Wednesday March 26th, 2008 9:33am
I hope things improve from you and you get that whopping you’ve been craving.
That’s quite the nice message from the universe though.
Kaya,
I would really like to hear you answer he question already posed, about whehter you were joking about the woman president thing. You have such a popular venue, I’d hope you would use it for good, not to promote an attitude that is really hurtful to us and to our daughters.
I am an educated professional person and while my sexuality is certainly alternative this is because I’ve been empowered to make my life the way I want it to be, not because I’m too emotionally unstable to do any better. Emotional stability is possible for all women sub, politician, whatever, and that needs to be stated loud and clear.
The fact that it seems so far fetched for teh US to hav a woman president is due in large part to the sexist beliefs of voters. That is not the world I want my daughter to inferit. Please, kaya, set this right.
Nelle
It may just be me, but I think ya’ll are gettin a little too wound up about all that.
How does one go about signing up to get e-mails from The Universe?? Thanks!!
http://www.tut.com/AdventurersOath.htm
Just sign up for ‘em. :-)
I know how you’re feeling, kaya!
Just as soon as my Master and I have gotten back into the swing of things, he has to come down with a cold that won’t go away, and his boss just changed his hours at work, so we’re on a new schedule and haven’t acclimatized yet.
So I’m feeling just as antsy and nervous and uncertain.
I guess we just gotta be good girls, not pressure our Masters (’cause we know they don’t respond well to that sorta thing! For some reason!) ;) and just try to let go and anticipate trouble.
“Do not anticipate trouble, or worry about what may never happen. Keep in the sunlight.”
The message from the universe was very uplifting and it doesn’t matter that it came from the computer because what it said is all true. I understand what you mean about backsliding down the same hill you just climbed up….seems to be a never ending internal battle I think all slaves/subs put themselves through – I do it too. Everything will work out for you *smiles*
stop bitching about your snow being gone.. mine is still packed up as high as the front windows……. sighhhhh.. and they say spring isn’t coming until mid May…….. god sometimes i do HATE the Great White North !!!!
working and early to bed early to rise does make for a tired slave.. i know .. i am up at 5 each morning and not home till 4:30 – 5:00 each night… i don’t know how i could do it if Sir was here during the week… i have a feeling it would be pretty damn vanilla…. add to that i am soooooooo bitchy when i get home ….. ugh.. maybe He would gag me the minute i walked in the door???
Anyway…….. hadn’t commented for ages and ages (life tends to get in the way) so thought i would tell you i am so jealous you have no more snow……..
morningstar (owned by Warren)
There’s GLAMOR in this?! Why didn’t someone tell me? *shakes fist*
I loved that message I got last night from the universe too…that one and the one about fear the other day really made me go, ‘Whoa, this guy/computer is great!’
And dog-shit is another reason why I don’t ‘do’ snow. It’s not only cold, but when it melts it brings another stack of problems.
k
See, kaya, this why i love your blog..i can be “away” for a week and come back and count on something to make me smile and something to make me think!
What a lovely affirmation…and it does seem PERFECT for you!!
My smile was over the doggie do…i had been thinking the same thing and O/our two are just little…it is a rather glamourous existence house slaves live, ain’t it?!?!
~s/nik
I work 530am to 230pm everyday and M still wants me to bike ride at lunch and stay up till 9 or 10 and i’m fighting sleep at 8. I go to bed without him because he cant go to sleep so early and I feel like i’m missing something too. I’m hinting that i NEED to do the nighttime rituals of giving him fanny rubs and blow jobs – morning is fine but it just isn’t the same you know.