Overlooking much of Manhattan, I enjoyed an incredible, oh-so-edible Thanksgiving in a room with two views. Betsy & I soaked up the sweet sensation of magnificent men inside Bruce & Ed’s swanky new pad. I’m getting used to this having open, intimate experiences with the opposite sex thing & can’t get enough of it. A perfect mix of metaphysical musings & pop culture convos, the entire day kept this Pixie peaceful, pleased & prepared to be prosperous.
Between courses, I read others’ Angel cards, we listened to the poignant poem, Forever No More, by Mary J. Blige, designed our dream men & homes & read from Marianne Williamson’s book Illuminata. Encouraging each other to dream bigger than big was free & easy in this awake atmosphere.
So thanks to Bruce & Ed for being the hosts with the most & for sharing your wonderful friends, Dennis, Hamilton & Danny, with us. Betsy & I salute you for being shining examples of the kind of men we want more of in our lives. & we’re betting our boots they come in the straight sort too.
Taking the A Train home later last night, I read on in Illuminata. This part resonated with where I am on my Pixie path:
“Our environment now threatens us as we have threatened it…acid rain singes the Earth as hatred singes the soul. Only spirit can handle the heat…Only love can handle the heat…Hatred itself is the cancer that threatens the survival of the species. The only antidote is spiritual. The only medicine is love.”
I kicked my own cancer’s ass. Now it’s time to take on the world’s!
Be blessed & grateful, my dears, & let love rule. Right, Lenny?
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