OCT 26 "HERE KITTY KITTY"--

We have the world's cutest cat…

Mathilda, who is now an adorable 7 months old.  

She just DRIPS with personality, 

and definitely fits into 

the tenor of our household 

(which consists of my daughter Niki and Moi).  

You think I am exaggerating—

everyone brags about their kids and pets (yawn).  

Well, she has some quirks 

that can only be explained 

as her absorbing my goddess rays 

and other unusual wave lengths 

in our household.

MATHILDA IS A BAG LADY

          Target is her preferred store—

and please note that her Target enclosure 

is politically correct 

(no evil plastic for THIS environmental feline).

MATHILDA ADORES BOXES          

as well as the fun wrapping paper.  

She creates endless varieties 

of enclosures, hidey holes 

and throne rooms

 for her stalking and sitting pleasure.

MATHILDA IS A CREEPY STALKER

and just who is she stalking?

That would be ME, in the privacy of my privy,

which somehow is private no more.

She cannot abide a door closing her out, 

especially a bathroom door.

MATHILDA CURLS UP WITH A GOOD BOOK

 She joins me at the end of my day,

propped up with my latest book.  

The book, no matter how wonderful,

eventually puts her—and me—to sleep.

And so the book (and cat) 

tumble to the floor—

all a part of our nighttime ritual.

That Mathilda—

she knocks things over, 

tears around on some crazed mission,

imposes her furry self everywhere

(including the bathroom door),

completely

rules the house….

 and our hearts.

Oct 8 Birth of a Goddess

Well, almost a month 

since my last blog. 

 You must have given up on me! 

 My intention is still a weekly blog

….sigh.

You may have wondered 

how I achieved the lofty title

 of Senior Goddess Supreme (or not).  

Well, during the days and years 

when I needed many "Aha" moments 

(an Oprah thing—

some lifesaving insight 

crashing into your soul), 

I read several daily meditations.  

 This at the very least delayed 

my getting to work….

but my several career choices 

will be subject for another blog.

ANYWAY, in the Oprah-touted book

  Simple Abundance 

(making a gratitude journal, etc.),

 I came across an "aha"

 which I retain to this very day. 

 One dreary February 3rd 

twenty years ago, 

the book exhorted me to be

 "open to change". 

 Well, I was always clutching at change

 in those years, 

so I fiercely took the next insight 

into my thirsty soul:

     "….WE ARE GIVING BIRTH TO GODDESSES…"

Well, OK!  

From that aha moment on, 

I was self-appointed Goddess

….it somehow felt right.  

And because of my (ahem)

 advancing years, 

I am now a Senior Goddess.  

And if I'm going to be a Goddess, 

I may as well be Supreme.

So there you go (or I go):

SENIOR GODDESS SUPREME,

with my birth year, 41, 

to finish off my title.

Some years into my goddess-ship (?),

 I came across this delightful poster, 

which really validated

that I should continue

 to "embrace the Goddess" 

within me.  

I've had a checkered career 

of careers, 

and certain job skills just plain eluded me.

(before the computer 

and the wonderful "delete" key existed). 

I could be bright and interesting 

and punctual and willing to work, 

but I just was never 

the most enthusiastic or accurate 

typist.  

And then I was validated:

    The jaunty message 

        next to this whimsical depiction of me is:  

       I DO MUCH BETTER

 AS A GODDESS,

   SHE SAID, 

      SINCE MY SECRETARIAL SKILLS

      HAVE ALWAYS BEEN LIMITED.

    So declareth me, myself, 

SGS41.