Dear Dream,

Where did you go? I was really enjoying the part about how I was apologizing to the planet for using electricity that was not from renewable resources.
I woke up this morning feeling totally aware, more than ever, about energy consumption.
I was aware of how we must change our lives.

Thank you for bringing this into my waking awareness. It's more full now than ever: the desire to be conscious and act on that consciousness.

Oh Dream, how I Love you so.
Your mysterious world that takes me in and enrapts me your stories.
I feel honored to have the key to your realm.

Dear Dream, are you closer to me now than life? You seem to be more connected to the elusive eternal. Something closer to Death, hovering in between the waking and the dying, the in-between realm of consciousness...
Something near.

Dear Dream.
Leila

Dear Kitten,

You are so cute and fuzzy! I love it.



You make me feel really happy.
I'm not sure what's going on inside your head, but it's a really cute head!

So, little kitten, what should I name you?
I've been calling you Muppet Show, because you really look unreal. Really! You move around like a muppet.

And you have no name, so I've been calling you the creature with no name, and Josey Wales.
You're really fuzzy, so I like to call you fuzz muffin, because you are so tiny and fit in my hand like a large muffin. And your black and white coloring has resulted in poppyseed muffin or poppyseed fuzz muffin or poppyseed muppet.

And then there's "little titten". Not because you have anything to do with a little titt. No, that's just the sound that came out when I called you in a high voice, "little titten, little titten". My husband didn't like that.

Oh yeah, and I originally wanted to name you Shatsi, but it's not coming naturally to call you that.
So, little kitten, I don't know your name!

What is your name, little kitten? What is your name!?

I love how you walk across the bed toward me, your purr bigger than you.

Soon, the leaves will be gone and you'll be 6 inches longer and a few inches toward the ceiling and what will you be called then?

Tell me little kitten, what is your name?

Wondering,
Leila

Dear Asshole,

Why are you like that?
All puckered and brown. Stinky!
Why are you mean spirited and selfish? Why do you do things that hurt others? Why are you so unconscious?
Do you know how much I cried because of you?
Do you know how much pain you bring to the world?
What do you want in your life?
What is bothering you so much that you rage and scream at the world and drag people down into your hell with you?
Why do you punch walls and never stop? Why don't you ever stop and breathe and see the sky?
What will free you, my friend?
I wish that your anger and asshole nature dies.
I wish you a happy life.
Sincerely,
Leila