Good Morning Chambers,
I imagine your walls are quaking with fear everytime I came here...Calm your fears, my old friend. You are a comfort to me as I enter into this sacred space that exists here in my little corner of the world.
I guess there are times that I get pretty radical and I appologise for that. You have strong walls and I know your stones surround me with strength as well as silent understanding. Thank you for being here for me when all I want to do is shout as loud as I can and then release the tears that seem to be so prevalent these days. Thank you for allowing me to stay here in this cocoon of strength that surrounds me and helps me grow in safety.
I got Qyzida's package and each of those fresh organic oranges are so good. I had two this morning for breakfast. I miss my friend so much and wish she could be here. I am so worried about her as she has never been so silent. I continue to send her my thoughts and hope all is well.
Today I opened your doors to the world-wide net. I think I will look for some things to place in your halls in hopes that new information and fun ideas will attract others to Chalandor.
I hope that the holidays are keeping everyone just busy rather than, like me... just full of too much worry to talk about. This is therapy for me in keeping my mind too full to think about all the bill collectors and hoping I will not see one coming into my home to take what little I do have.
I have been working daily, on the library but it seems the whole house is now full of clutter..and things I need to sort. I take a box at a time and most goes in the garbage...I am such a collector..and I am going to have to stop the "accepting" everything anyone wants to give away...lol. I have too much of the silly momentos to find a place for now....and the problem is...not much of it is even worth giving to the goodwill.
I ask that you send out a beacon to any that needs comfort of your walls and maybe we can get things more lively here once more.
Namaste