Yesterday was magical and transformative on so many levels. It was something like a rebirth celebration of life event. I got to play with a deeply engrained misunderstanding of what love is. I got to be adored and feted, special, honored for my uniqueness. It did me a world of good.
In words actions and gazes, people told me what they appreciate about me and our relationship. Afterwards, I got to be lovingly touched, including by a man, and it was fascinating to notice I couldn’t tell whose hands were whose as all those hands caressed me. While I’ve had this experience a number of times with my former Temple group, this was the first time I experienced it with a man’s hands.
 I said then, and I say now that I wish each person could be cherished, adored, honored, celebrated as special as unique as magical as wondrous. If each person could have a day or even an hour to be honored in such a way, I have it that the world would be a better place. That is my wish coming from this heart right now for each of you reading these words. May you know how incredibly gifted you are and what a blessing you are. May it be so.
 and as an interesting sidenote earlier in the day, something happened that would’ve devestated me, possibly even the day before. Where my desires intentions and attachments got pulled into play. I saw the choice point of going into bitterness or upset and I chose again. The choice was clear, and finally, I had enough space within to choose freedom
