Absorbing

I’m just not a mainstream person. I’ve tried several forms of social media, but most make my ears hurt.

Being ‘in-formed’ was causing me to ‘de-form’.

My kitty sitting on the loveseat was a better ‘in-formant’. His eyes were half closed, body facing the large bay window that separated him from the outside. The barrier allowing the birds to safely nourish themselves from the hanging bird feeder, hovering a foot away from the window.

A natural Zen-state between predator and prey.

An unsigned peace treaty in action.

Little Fucker was somewhere in the backyard making his presence known through his squeaks.

A girlfriend once commented his sounds conjured images of copulating creatures. But I know what this squirrel was up to. Little Fucker’s auditory staccato strokes meant he was perched close by on a tree branch peeling a pinecone.

This is my social media ‘plat-form’ that became my hibernation cave I named, the Snow White Sanctuary.

To the ‘in-formed’ it may have appeared I was isolated like the five of Pentacles in Tarot. The image of a woman in solitary confinement. Locked away. Disheartened. Crestfallen. A key within reach. Accessible. If only she’d stop sulking and open the door.

But I’m not ‘in-formed” by mainstream.

I’m ‘in-formed’ by my Snow White Sanctuary.

I know where the key resides. I know why there is a barrier. I know how to use both. My desire is not to pass through that door, it is to open it to those who desire to enter a world that is governed by symbiosis, intimacy and sovereignty.

Love’s Playlist unveils the Snow White Sanctuary. It is a “publicity stunt” *wink-wink* designed to entice ‘you’ to come to this door.

Willingly.

Accompanied with desire, hope and optimism.

You are welcome…here.