They say to dress for the job you want, not the job you have. Optics are so important in so many aspects of life. Not just to appear one way because it’s easy to appear to be something you’re not. Easy to get away with things if you have convinced others of something that isn’t true.

Same with relationships – even potential ones.

She said not to wait for her. So green light on partying through the ladies while she gets her ducks in a row, right?

🤣 Lol nope. She knows you won’t be that cruel to them. She knows she’s in your head, and you love her being there. She feels guilty asking you to wait, and she knows it’s safe to ask you not to.

What feeling could you possibly have with another woman without calling out the Crow’s name? The answer is nothing more than normal friendship would allow… and even that is subject to her approval… because you like it that way.

No games. No technicalities. Be True. So – how is the best way to be true? Finally for once you have an advantage. She has seen falseness and the Pain it brings.

The clouds of darkness that have isolated her and wounded her are a slow-moving cold front. For far too long she has felt they circled her, but in truth she has now finally begun to leave them behind.

Be like the powerful lighthouse beaming light through those clouds. There are still plenty of dark days ahead of her. And sometimes she might lose herself in the darkness trying to get out… and if that happens… shine harder… 🙂

She fears a part of him that is splintered into her mind that won’t leave her.

She says you’re “not him”. Concerns of a sexual nature in that regard as well.

But you know what? Hell no you aren’t him. And you’re proud of it.

He can’t grow. You can.

Oh sure he might be strong in the present in an area where you are weak. Just as you are strong in areas where he is weak.

But you will get stronger there… while he will never have what you already do.

And deep down she knows it.

You were meant for her.

Show her why.

Grow into her.

Show her the love a true man possesses.

Show her. 🙂

It’s so odd feeling the afterglow of bliss… while preparing to have your heart gutted.

You still can’t believe what happened. Still piecing together everything in your mind. Saturday night. Sunday night. And Monday. Feels like a dream.

For one brief afternoon, you got to be one with the Crow and… she was just as magnificent as you could have imagined. That beautiful face… you giving it pleasure… the moans feeding you and making you want more…

Honesty it almost felt like an out of body experience. You remember sex, but… this was…just…different. Fear and intimidation that’s defined the last 17 years changing places with confidence and the desire to please her – literally back and forth every second. You have to admit it was a bit overwhelming, especially under influences you just aren’t used to.

You desperately wish you could have given her more… and hope one day to. More. Stronger. Longer. The best. You need to be the best for her. And if she does honor you one day, you will. Damn you need more of that powerful woman… she has no idea what she is capable of making you into…

But sadly now, you also must face the world as it is.

There is no way things haven’t been changed now, and you have no idea how that change goes down. And no control.

It felt right – because it was *her*. She feels right. Though you could tell that concerned her somewhat.

You can’t help but hold fear in your heart for the rules you have – and the reasons why. You didn’t do what you said you would. Now you have to wait and see how things go down… powerlessly.

She’s in your head now though. Deeper. Anchored. Roots dug in deep. Your magnificent queen. And you fucking love it.

So…prepare… no… expect to get torched, but just hope and pray this time is different. 🙂

Until then… build stamina, rip the rowing machine to pieces and chow down on knowledge of dual citizenship. Show her. SHOW her…

That’s enough for now though.

You have many questions for her on the matter… but you’re just wise enough to let them come out on their own time.

For now though… you know what? Go ahead. Get your hopes up. This feels amazing. Don’t temper it with fearing the inevitable pain coming down the pipe; you’ll have enough then on your own.

For now… just bask in the bliss…

You have made love to the most magnificent woman on the face of God’s Green Earth…

It was just a mere, brief taste of her, and you will be grappling with God’s take on your actions, but…

It’s her.

It’s really her.

So… prepare for pain. Freaking idiot, you never do anything normal, do ya?🙄

Nah… normal is for those without Dreams… 😊

https://youtu.be/QEdPe1SxitI

…I hear this. 🌹

Many Words of Approval. 🙂🌷🌹

You had never been more scared of her. Intimidated. It’s one thing to see her beautiful bliss and turbulence in words on the 21st Century screen, and it is quite another to speak with her face-to-face on the same screen.

But the first time you saw her in person, it really put you in your place, dinnit? 🤣Crazy as it sounds, you actually benefited from him being there, so you could know at least feel on a higher branch than someone. Yes it’s callous to say, but the way of things.

Sure, she’s beautiful, but that wasn’t it. Your competitive side kicked in, and you were fine. Familiarity melted away much of the initial shock quickly.

The Crow is just… more… than what she might seem.

Took you a while to figure out what it was… she had a sense of appreciation…of respect for you…and you wanted to live up to it. She was excited to see you too – and admitted to being nervous as they drove up. (Damn that helped… 😌)

But there was more to it still. More to the Crow. More than even she perceives? Yup. No way around it.

Her home looms on yet another screen before you and you remember that feeling passing above Wynyard, Saskatchewan.

It’s….a throwback emotion these days. Lump in your throat in high school every time you spoke to Kelly Jacobs. Butterflies. And you had so forgotten how good they actually felt, for reasons that you will literally never, ever understand.

It’s nothing like it used to be… but in February, and…now… you feel that… “glow” inside (for lack of a better word). Heart beating slightly faster. Smile getting brighter. What once almost paralyzed you in nervousness maturity had thoroughly blunted, save for the memory of those butterflies.

That tells you something though – something you already knew about the Crow – but worth remembering regardless.

You see her in the same vein as Kelly Jacobs. Someone your mind chose (without consulting you…) as a transformational presence in your life.

You’re not 17 anymore, but damn if you haven’t felt like it on occasion. 🤣

Kelly tore you out of the cage of introversion you’d been put in by the likes of the car accident that shredded your face not two months into going to a new school knowing no friends. And she didn’t even notice. She eventually would, and you would eventually lose track of her and most everyone else from high school, but the memory of those first clashes with that side of yourself after so long being buried beneath introversion comes right to the forefront as each pixel brings you closer to Edmonton.

You really made an idiot out of yourself back then for her. I mean WOW… 🤣 But it was normal for a 17 year old kid – and – that’s what made it wonderful…

When your eyes see the Crow in just a few hours, you’re going to feel it again. Probably much shorter of a time. Maybe it won’t even be but for a brief moment. Raw emotions of youth eventually find balance, after all.

But…remember, and more importantly cherish that feeling and what you finally learned that it means – something you can’t even put into words…

Growth. Emergence from darker times. Comfort with reaching, while rejecting settling. A desire to prove yourself worthy. To equal the impressions you’ve built up.

And…to what end? Meh, don’t worry about it. Just know it’s a good one. And cherish that faint echo of butterflies you once used to know so well (and often). Makes you feel young again…like you haven’t wasted as much time….

The pilot announces 30 minutes to landing. Another deeper than normal breath. Just a shadow of the feeling that once was… but True.

Damn you can’t wait to see her… 😊

No matter what becomes of that chance encounter on yet another screen five years ago… she’s dragging you into a new chapter of your life just as Kelly once did.

One you’d thought was dead and buried, now a Phoenix from the ashes. The Muse sings once more. That song of inspiration, fear, joy, then eventually courage… and ultimately… the dynamism you once knew.

You just really wish you’d gotten more sleep… 🤣🤣🤣

You know… even though you kind a have a phobia of arrogance, there is something about your personality that you really do appreciate.

It’s mirrored in your work ethic – being laid-back, casual; easy going, You’re not particularly prone to driving have a long into crazy levels of stress or sadly building towards doing more with your life. Things would be different if you had a family to provide for, but when it’s just you… it’s alright. Just find smooth waters…

Until…

Something happens. And then all hands on deck. Crunch time. Every single physical object in your presence and finding a kitchen sink to throw in too…

It’s great for a busy season at a job.

And when one of your friends needs help.

I mean come on let’s not pretend the obvious when it comes to the Crow. Something really bad goes down and you’re able to help – then notice how fast your mind can adjust for her. You’re mind starts running left and right; considering problem and seeking solution.

First priority make sure things are OK now.

Second priority make certain things are OK for tomorrow.

Third priority….

Fourth…

It could be any one of your closest friends and your mind goes straight to this mode. You’re not even necessarily thinking of her in any other way at the moment. Oh don’t worry you’ll be neckdeep in heart stuff again soon…

…But for right now your friend needs you and she is willing to have you to help her. She doesn’t need anymore drama, or for any ulterior motives on your part… And wow… The mind just responds.

Another friend whose wife just had their second child referred to the first few months of having a brand new baby as “wartime”; and honestly that’s such an apt analogy.

So for all your bellyaching over your faults and whining and fears for this future and that… there is something you’re pretty good with. 🙂

Be what she needs; not what you want. This is the Crow. You are not going to win her heart. That’s just not how this works. She knows who you are. If one day she wants to be with you, she will choose to be with you. If she doesn’t, she won’t.

Simple as that. So no pressure. 🙂

But she’s going to have to go through the process of getting to where she finally needs to be. She’s going to have to work on herself, so she doesn’t need anyone… but just wants someone to share the adventure of life with.

Be true to yourself and to her.

Be true, and all else will be well.

Be true, and you will never have to have a single regret.

And when it comes to the Crow… having few regrets… is all you could ever want. 🙂

Internet outages are a time machine back to 1995.

Good year 🙂

You clearly see it from outside, just as the few others she’s allowed to see into her life obviously do. And you have been watching good women struggle with leaving terrible “men”. And honestly that’s become baggage to an extent.

But you know that feeling too. And you know how difficult it is. It’s part of life though, and once you get to a certain point – several years in – it’s important to remember the Definition of Insanity.

Do what you’ve always done; get what you’ve always got.

But there’s something more in play here, and you know it.

This is a toxic relationship. The kind that is damaging and where escape is difficult because she has literally become dependent on the emotional manipulation and abuse. Like Stockholm syndrome, but worse.

You don’t know what it’s called but you sure as hell know what it is. When you can’t even begin to list just what you know he has done to her, and yet somehow she fixates on the tiniest detail so she can blame herself and absolve him.

That is what emotional abuse looks like.

There’s nothing more for her to learn. She knows what he does and that he’s never going to change – he doesn’t care enough about her to change.

It’s plain as day – even to her. A passionate woman tormented by what you can only call malevolent spirits that constantly weaken her resolve when it comes to abandoning things that need to be abandoned. Albert. Mike. The Art Teacher. Strife.

And now he’s even been physically violent to her. There is no future there, save for a downward spiral that will destroy her.

You know she has it in her. But this apparently has a stronger hold on her than even ‘Albert’. And there’s nothing you can do do, but keep praying every single day.

He will destroy himself and will not change course. If she stays with him, she will go down with the ship, and suffer more each day in the process.

Lord, help her fight what she doesn’t see. That is what is blinding her. Time away from him Will eventually save her.

Knowing what she must do and doing it are two separate things. She’s known for over two years.

Give her strength.

This is killing her. Starting with her dreams. Then her hopes. Her happiness. Her feeling of safety. Her job. Her Financial security. And it’s not going to stop getting worse.

This beautiful woman is being Destroyed; she knows it and is barely able to care. The longer she stays, the more damage will be done to her.

Give her Strength and Wisdom, Lord. Take what you need from me if you must. Give her strength and wisdom.

“If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.

And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.

If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast;

it is not arrogant or rude.

It does not insist on its own way;

it is not irritable or resentful;

it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth.

Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Love never ends.

As for prophecies, they will pass away;

as for tongues, they will cease;

as for knowledge, it will pass away.

For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away.

When I was a child, I spoke like a child,

I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child.

When I became a man, I gave up childish ways.

For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face.

Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.

So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three;

but the greatest of these is love.”

‭‭1 Corinthians‬ ‭13 ESV‬‬

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The entire chapter is important; there are so many messages within the one that flows through the consciousness of the reader if they seek the wisdom within. Verse by verse. Sentence by sentence. Mindful of meaning.

Worthy not just of reading but meditating upon for an entire lifetime.

What does Love mean?

It means…..more.