Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Blue Paradise Kisses

Yeah, the Kougaress wishes she was padding the hot sands beneath a gently blazing sun beside the majestically roaring sea...yes, she wishes she could deliciously roll in the squishy shifting warmth of the sand, enjoy the sun beaming down on her belly...and simply relish the blue paradise day.
Instead, yay! yay! Hope it won't be too excruciatingly agonizing, she has received the edits for her contracted novella, All Shades of Blue Paradise -- for which she must mentally prepare herself by some magical sacred process known only to her beloved, most precious muse -- known only to *cat-sleek bowing* before Bast -- known to the great assistant goddesses of creative writing. And the Kougar must not forget the adored angels *her paws held in prayer* --help, purr, help...rumbling please.
Perhaps it is a divinely sent omen, the Kougaress could only hope for such splendid notice -- today the skies were a shade of blue between the streaming long clouds, a deep translucent shade of sapphire blue...the Kougar has never observed before. Not even in her cubhood when she ferociously ran across the suburban lawns -- when the skies were bright shining blue, rinsed by all shades of turquoise...
Perhaps, as William Henry in his cosmic wisdom tells us, it is the blessing of the blue light upon us all. Or the mystic blue apple of the Knight Templars. Instead of the serpent's apple, a fall from grace, the blue apple is offered, an invitation back into the grace of Light.
May we all know the grace of Light.

Meow mystical kisses from the Kougar...

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