The Mind & Touch

I'm going to court next week in Nazareth at around 9:30am.

If found my power. 

I found myself. 

I know who I am and who I am not. 

I am not insane, dangerous, לא מחוברת. 

My whole being is of love, kindness, compassion and empathy. 

With this said, being the ray of fucking Sunshine that I am I do like to brain fuck people who deserve it. 

He will probably be with his mother and his parents {needed to say mother fuckers too}. As of now I'm going to be taking the bus by myself to defend my sanity so that I am not separated from my son age 3. 

I want to arrive on the badassest motorbike with the badasses looking guy that there is.  It's mainly for me however I like chaos and I know my ex ... I went to closing some inner chaos no matter the outcome of the hearing. 

We will not act as strangers but super close friends. I need to feel safe and this is how I want to feel safe next Wednesday. Kind of like a human representation of a pitbull with teeth and a face that system come narrow and don't fuck  with her. 

I will need a lot of love afterwards, care, in mighty rough sex. 

I may not be able to control what's going on around me but I can control the things that I can and this is what I want next Wednesday in the morning. If you are available and you are up for this challenge and game and like to fuck with people's minds, I'd like to put on a show without putting on a show then message me!!!!! 

Are the best kind of days

☔🌬️🌧️🌈⚡

Have a good week! 

Yom Kippur this year is full of camping, fire and whatever the universe has in-store. 

I haven't gone camping as an adult and for the first time in a long time I'm excited. 

The way you treat me, changes me. In the delicate dance of human interaction, we often forget the profound impact our actions have on others. 

When we treat someone with insensitivity, disregard, and callousness, we leave invisible scars that alter the fabric of their being. 

It takes a sincere apology, a heartfelt acknowledgment of the pain caused, to mend the broken threads and weave the connection back together.

Intentions matter a lot, never forget that. 

They are the silent architects of our actions, shaping the way we interact with the world. 

When intentions are pure and kind, they build bridges of trust and understanding. 

But, when they are tainted with selfishness or indifference, they erect walls that divide and isolate.

Don't play with emotions, for they are stored in our so-called memory bank. 

Each interaction, each word, each gesture is recorded and remembered. 

You may be forgiven, but people never forget how you made them feel. 

The echoes of those feelings linger, influencing future interactions and shaping the way we perceive each other.

In the end, it is the way we treat each other that defines our relationships. 

Let us strive to treat others with kindness, respect, and empathy, for these are the foundations upon which lasting connections are built. 

Let us remember that our actions have the power to change others, and let us choose to change them for the better. 

✍️ Beatriz Esmer

תחשבו על זה: הסאב הוא זה שמציע כניעה, אמון ופגיעות. האם לא אמור להיות תפקידו של הדום *להרוויח* את זה? דמיינו תרחיש שבו הדום צריך להוכיח את היכולת שלו להוביל, להדריך ולדאוג לסאב שלו. הם יישלחו ל'משימות' כדי להוכיח את הערך שלהם, להראות שהם מבינים את האחריות שבהחזקת הכוח הזה בתוך מערכת היחסים.

זה לא עניין של לערער על המסורת לשם כך, אלא של יצירת דינמיקה שבה שני הצדדים מביאים משהו לשולחן. אחרי הכל, האם לא אמורים האמון והסמכות להיות הדדיים? כשהדום משלים את המשימות שלו, הוא לא רק מוכיח את הכוח שלו – הוא מוכיח את היכולת שלו לכבד, לטפח ולהגן.

אז אולי השאלה שצריך לשאול היא לא 'למה סאבים לא נשלחים למשימות?' אלא 'למה אנחנו מניחים אוטומטית שדומים לא צריכים להוכיח את עצמם גם כן?' אולי הגיע הזמן לחשוב מחדש על הדינמיקה ולשאול את עצמנו: למי באמת יש את הכוח, ומי צריך להוכיח את המחויבות שלו?

,Afula, Afula, Afula 

How the hell did I fall into the hole at the end of the ruler? 

An hour minimum from anywhere? 

However, Afula, as much as I don't want you... There isn't anywhere I can think ofwhere I would rather live. 

Guess a little sweet and a little sour

Just came across this and it's amazing. I hope it helps you as much as it helps me. Sometimes someone else puts words to how you feel better than you can.... Here is one of these cases. 

In the stillness of hard-earned wisdom, a truth crystallizes - raw and transformative. I've come to understand the futility of my reactions, how they ripple out into a void, failing to bend the hearts or minds of others to my will. My cries for love and respect, once desperate and frequent, now settle into a quiet acceptance.

I'm learning the power of release - of letting people and explanations drift away without chasing after them. The urge to demand closure, to shake answers from the silence, still tugs at me. But I'm finding strength in restraint, in allowing mysteries to remain unsolved and some stories to end without resolution.

This journey inward has become my solace. Instead of constantly reacting to the world around me, I'm cultivating a rich inner landscape. It's a delicate shift, this turn from external validation to internal peace. Each step feels uncertain, yet carries the promise of a freedom I'm only beginning to grasp.

In this quieter existence, I discover a bittersweet comfort. While the world may not bend to my desires, my inner realm unfolds with infinite possibility. Here, in the sanctuary of self-reflection, I hear the soft whisper of my own worth growing louder - a melody that strengthens with each passing day, teaching me that true peace often begins with choosing not to react.

~ Etheric Echoes 

So this is who I am.

I'm a prude. I'm a bitch. I'm a goddess. I'm afraid. I'm confident. I'm shy. I'm unstoppable. I'm open. I am magical. I'm selfaware, spiritual, positive as fuck, I am tired of the cages I'm forced into either by my history or people in my life trying to control and delete me.  I like men. I like being respected. I'm very sexual {good luck keeping up with me}..I love bikes and tractors and outside adventures. I can't do any of this fun shit on my own. 

I'm not scared of love ... I'm scared of myself becoming exactly what I know I am.

Not because I'm dangerous it's because I'm powerful

And I will like it

At the moment I'm trying to leave the house just to get milk and it's

At the moment I'm trying to leave the house just to get milk and it's painful.