Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Soar Like a Red-tailed Hawk

Late evening purrs, my exquisite and exceptionally beautiful KitKats... verra warm on the tame prairie today, and the scenery was lovely, more it was inspirational, especially with all the hawks circling the fields... which was good for this Big Cat since she had to have the heater on her transport repaired... successfully achieved, thank the Divine. Plus, she had a chance to stock up for the winter brrrr-nasty cold. Last year she was snowed in, so being prepared is a good thing.

The Gift of Awakening... the Kougaress saw this phrase yesterday... it’s a gorgeous phrase, with so much potential.

‘Awakening’ has been used as a word to describe the awakening of a virgin to the joys of marital lovemaking... if you want to read those early, early romance novels... and, often, this ‘awakening to pleasure and love’ is key to romance novels these days... after all, if your body awakens to pleasure, if your senses awaken... it is all a way of awakening...

Awakening has also been used by many who speak about spiritual awakenings, individually and as the spiritual awakening of the human race. The Aquarian Age is about awakening to the potential you are as an individual and also, as part of the human community.

There is also a Soul Awakening... soul as in the sum and potential of who you are on Earth, who you are in this life experience.

There is also another *awakening* that is taking place on a large scale, a TRUTH AWAKENING. The only way to truly live your spiritual and soul awakening, even an awakening to love, is to face the truth, the truth of what has been occurring and what is occurring in our world. Or ~the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth~.

In all truth, this Big Cat thought freedom, real freedom, would continue to grow in her beloved country, and would eventually flourish throughout the world, as a natural course and consequence of humanity’s spiritual awakening.


This Big Cat was wrong.

Still, there is THE GIFT OF AWAKENING. There is the gift of truth.

The tail-switching thankful moment: Today, as the Kougaress drove home on her gravel road a red-tailed hawk soared alongside her... for long moments, he flew parallel with her... in tandem, but, just above the height of moi’s minivan... there was an exquisite feeling about it, regardless of why... maybe he was hoping for some roadkill lunch.

Or, maybe he was saying ~Soar Like a Red-tailed Hawk~

Big Cat by-the-numbers ~

3:33 am... 1:11 pm... 2:22 pm... 11:11 pm... 12:12 am... numbers to soar by?

Authoress news and mews ~


White Fang Kent, Crime Reporter
By Savanna Kougar

White Fang Kent scanned the online version of the newspaper taken over by a wolf pack he considered to be irresponsible enough to be a danger to all of wolfkind. Especially his wolfkind.

He had no problem if they presented their features and articles as ‘tongue dripping against cheek’. As werewolf fantasy. Truth, he found it damn hell refreshing. But, with the full humans in possession of devastating fire power and still in fear of anything paranormal... well, he wondered if this younger generation had ever seen the horrific Old West photos of slaughtered wolves. Not to howl about the current-day helicopter hunting atrocities.

They probably hadn’t witnessed what he had, the scarecrow remains of several scorched-to-the-ground shapeshifter towns. Not all the residents had been lucky enough to escape with only singed tails. No, it appeared as though, this pack most likely thought the government’s ghost-kill squads were only nasty rumors.

The best piece of clothing ... to take off
by Vivien Jackson

I have to admit it: in fiction, I have a thing for men in leather pants. I spent two seasons drooling through Farscape and three long films admiring a certain ranger-king's leather-clad, er, legs, damn it: I have a right. Yes, yes, I know that in reality getting those things on and off would be more comical than sexy -- and would probably require a terribly stinky amount of baby powder -- but a girl can still appreciate the eye candy.

Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~ from the Flash Cat...

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 681 ~

Sylva basked in her constant ecstasy. Her cowboy’s ‘gun for hire’ rocked her sexual world in a way she could never have imagined. “Not too soon,” she murmured. “You feel way too good, gunslinger.” Course, what was she saying? Maybe...maybe, he couldn’t hold off. “You just keep nice and still,” he interrupted her thoughts, “and I won’t be doin’ any shootin’ soon, darlin’.” His carnally gruff timbre only turned her on more. True to his word, he kept riding her ass and lunging inside her passage with a wicked, but wild deliberation. “Stud,” she softly sang back to him.

Zeke had meant to soar his Sylva’s carnal pleasures, and take his own, but dang, his cock had never felt this ‘hang it on the sun’ good. This warm, this silky wet and this wanted. Course, it was his little wife who wanted him. And that meant the whole world to Zeke. Stud, she’d said to him... stud... the sound of her voice surely sent his blood soaring and roaring through his veins. And, well, hell, if he didn’t feel like a conquering stud with her. His woman. A conquering love stud, though. Zeke thrust, keeping his ‘ride ‘em’ rhythm.
Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 680 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies... or the Passionate Ink forum, the FREE READS page ~ ~ OR! Now available on The Romance Studio Forum, JANUARY 2009 through JUNE 2010 flashes ~ ~ Click on the FORUMS, then Savanna Kougar ~ the Fantasy Lair ~

Yeee-ooowwwlllls... about a sci fi nightmare scenario... now the assassination of American citizens by the government is considered to be a-okay simply because the executive branch has now decreed it, to paraphrase, be ‘a-okay’. Wow, and watch out... great way to eliminate your political rivals, eh? Or anyone else who is troublesome. Hmmmm...


Wish Upon on a Blue Moon New Year...
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Soar like a hawk kisses from the Kougar...


Serena Shay said...

The Gift of Awakening is quite a lovely term. :)

I'm glad to hear you got your transport repaired before the snow flies!

Savanna Kougar said...

Serena, yeah, heat is good thing in the winter.

The Gift of Awakening... it has so many possibilities... from sweet to erotic.