Today started our official first day of the Disney parks and the first park is Animal Kingdom.
Our day started with breakfast at the Tusker House. It’s a buffet style restaurant where you meet many of the characters at your table. The food itself is incredible and the characters bring joy to both children and parents.
Shortly after breakfast, we have a fast pass to get on the Kilimanjaro Safari ride. Unfortunately, before we get there, it starts to pour, forcing us to seek where we can buy overpriced rain coats. $10 each. But the rain doesn’t dampen to fun. In fact, it made the Safari better. It felt like going through the African Savanah during the rain season.
We seen elephants, zebras, lions and an assortment of other animals. They are way closer than you would think. It was an amazing experience.
From there, we went to the festival of the lion king. It’s a broadway style show with singing and dancing. There are people on stilts and people doing acrobatics and also people darling with fire. A spectacle to be seen.
We stayed at Kelly’s parents the night before so that they could drop us off by 10 so that we could depart by noon. As it turns out, that didn’t quite work out as planned. We did get to the Hopkins airport on time, however the airplane didn’t. It took an additional 45 minutes to arrive. It’s our kids first time going to Disney and our second. Also, it’s their first time on a plane. I don’t like rides and airplanes make me nervous. Yet the excitement of going on a vacation was overriding it.
I was hoping and praying for an uneventful flight. It was anything but. Rain was in the forecast and it didn’t dissapoint.
As we took off, I gripped the arm rests tightly and we took an immediate hard right to do a 180. I could hear Danny and other passengers fear as we tilted. Once we stabilized it was fine. Throughout most of the flight to our stomachs dismay, there were patches of turbulence. It would shake and drop all of a sudden.
The landing , thank God, was soft. The plane after touching down stops really hard. You get pushed forward in your seat. Then, the sighs of relief occur through the plane and the excitement of disney returns.
The Orlando Airport is large. After arriving, you have to go onto a monorail to the rest of the airport. There are 3 floors and it’s full of shops from Universal and Disney to Harley Davidson and everything in between. Disney has a bus pick you up to take you and your luggage to your resort.
After we get to our room, he have to go to dinner at the Contemporary Resort at Chef Mickey’s. Buses at the resorts take you to any park , but not to the other resorts. They run around every 20 minutes. So we had to catch a bus to the Magic kingdom and from there the monorail to the Contemporary Resort. The sky looked as if it was ready to open up and pour. There was an enormous line to get onto the monorail. If I learned anything at Disney it’s that you have to have patience and that they pack in as many people that will fit onto anything. So, you better not be worried about big, tight crowds.
Chef Mickey’s is a buffet with characters going to each table to give autographs and take pictures. The food range from typical to exotic. And everything is perfect.
Arter dinner we walked around the resort and looked around the shop there. Each resort has it’s own shop, and like each park, each may have some unique items.
By the time we finished looking around it was getting late. We had to find the bus to get back to our hotel and like I said before, resort buses only drop you off at parks. So, after walking around in the dark we finally found a way to get to the nearest park and then back to the hotel. By that time it was nearly 11pm. It was going to be a week filled with long days and short nights.
I’ve often thought about it before, but until recently I’ve never practiced it.
Often I’ve wondered about it, but never tried it. I always thought how does it pertain to God?
Whenever I read about it there is talk of chakra and mantra and what not, but no context for God.
The phrase know God, Know peace made me contemplate just w meditation may work for me. It is supposed to bring about inner peace, which after all is what we as believers in Christ and in God are trying to achieve.
Another thought I’ve often had is, “What exactly is faith?”
The answer that I come up with is believing. Not just the simple thought of believing, but not even thinking about it at all.
When you truly believe in something you never think about it because you know it to be true.
Take children as an example of believing. They never question if they’ll be taken care of. They just know that mom and dad will do it. Unconditional Faith!
This brings me back to meditation and what exactly is this peace we’re trying to find? If you have ever experienced it you’ll know, but if you have not, the way I can best describe it is a feeling of calm. Not happy or sad, just peaceful and going with the flow of God’s plans.
With peace then we can be better people and in turn better christians. After all, letting our light shine as witness to Jesus is what we’re supposed to do.
Meditation can be very useful in everyday situations. Life is full of stresses and anxieties. That’ll never stop. Don’t let a stressful situation dictate your emotions. It’s all in how we choose to deal with it. And yes, we alwaystressfulce. Maybe not a favorable choice, but a choice none the less. By learning to deal with stress with calm peaceful logical thinking we can improve our outlook at life in general.
Half full or half empty?
Meditation as with life and also with faith is an everyday ongoing work in progress. We need friends and family to help pick us back up when we fall.
Don’t be discouraged when you do fall. Keep at it and one day when you look you’ll see the results just as we do with prayer.
So read a little of the bible everyday. Contemplate what it means in your life. Meditate a little or a lot as needed.
God is always with you.
Love at first sight
is what I had the moment we met
Your blue eyes stole my breath
Your beauty stole my heart
Your love stole my soul
From the first kiss you had me
From dating to marriage
Through lifes ups and downs
Through death of loved ones
Through life of our children
Everyday is a blessing with you
I may not say or show it often enough
I love you!
What I have each time I see you is…
Love at first sight
The pen is mightier than the sword! It is a phrase that conjures up an image of a battle. It is a phrase that is hard to believe yet it is true none the less.
Words on a piece of paper can bring a call to arms. They can also bring a call to lay down arms. They can bring about both war and peace.
The written word is a mighty tool indeed. They can bring new ideas and new ways of thinking. They can change lives.
Words can elicit all kinds of emotions. Love, hate, anger, happiness. They can bring people together or tear them apart.
Those words put together in a story can tell tales of fantasy, adventure, or take us to far away places. They can tell of time long forgotten or just yesterday. In our own backyard or halfway around the world.
Now with the internet those words have sparked revolutions and evolutions. They are controversial as well as thought provoking. They make people fight and laugh.
Freedom of speech is something we take for granted at times, but we must not forget that freedom wasn’t free. We must protect it even when those words go against our beliefs. Everyone has the right to those words.
So, as writers it is up to us to choose our words carefully. To bring change or just happiness. To tell of fantasy or history. Anything we choose to write. But always remember the power those words carry and that freedom of speech came with a price. Because after all the pen is mightier than the sword.
Choose your weapons carefully.
Marges’ revelation as Allysa and I were about to continue our journey to Everwind has us stunned. She knew the entire time about Allysa’s parents. We are in no position to leave just yet. Marge has some explaining do. So we all sit back down and begin to talk.
Allysa has an infinite amount of questions floating around inside her beautiful head. The first one she asks has been gnawing at her like a itch you can’t reach. “You knew my mother?” And then they wouldn’t stop. “What was she like? Why do I have different elemental powers than she did? Why didn’t my father ever tell me?”
Marge is full of smiles as Allysa berages her with questions. “One question at a time deary. First the last one. I believe he waited to see if you ever developed or not. And yes, I did know your mother well. We both trained with the monk mages in the Shadow Mountains and we fought along side each other during the Goblin Wars. Your mother was a beauty like you and a great mage.” We both listen with captivation as Marge goes on with her answers.
“So after the war your parents wanted to get away from fighting to start a family in peace. My family has been here for generations so I helped them find their place. When your mother fell ill, she asked me to stay close in case you ever developed elemental talents. As to your different powers, it just happens that way sometimes. Which brings us here. Why do you have Ogresbane Jax?”
I look at Allysa to see how I should answer. She urges me to tell her the truth. “Well, I came across Allysa by chance on my way up north. She was attacked by goblins and was looking for help. I rushed to help and killed the orc and the goblins that were searching inside her house for what at the time I didn’t know. Then, I stayed till her father came back and we well, we kept busy for a few days. When James arrived and we explained what happened he didn’t seem surprised at all. That’s when he told us about the sword and her mother. He gave me the sword and told me to protect his daughter. He stayed behind to give us some time to get Allysa to the mages. Now, here we are.”
Marge listened intently to my story with a stern look upon her years and battles worn face. “So he’s staying to fight one last battle.” She has a steely look in her eyes. “I must go, but first I leave you with something.”
Allysa asks the yearning question before I can. “Wait! Where are you going? You haven’t even told me about my mother’s staff yet and there’s so much more to ask. Don’t leave us Marge please. If you’re a mage then you can teach me right?”
Marge smiles at us both with a grandmotherly smile and puts her hand on Allysa’s shoulder. “Dear, I wish I could, but I can’t. I must help your father one last time for your mother. I was never a teacher. However, the staff is made from one of the oldest trees by the best mage craftsmen. It’s stronger than steel and light as can be. It was always your mothers wish for you to use it.”
Allysa holds onto her mothers staff with a fondness that wasn’t there before. “You two can have my place now. I won’t be needing it anymore. It isn’t much, but it’ll be here for you on your return. Sorry I can’t be of much help, but I feel giving you two some extra time with one last battle is best.”
We all stand up and give our final farewells. We thank Marge for her help. She gathers up her battle gear, one last stand against the goblin horde. She gives us each a hug and tells us to rest up tonight in our new home. We’ll start our journey to the Shadow Mountains in the morning. Our new home. What a thought. On her way out, Marge tells us she has a helpful surprise in the chest in our new bedroom. with a wink she says “Now go christen your new home you too love birds. I seen that look on your parents faces too. I’m old, but not blind. Tomorrow is a new journey for us all. Farewell and good battle to you both.” And with a final wave 0f her hand she turns and travels the way back to Allysa’s and I guess now my fathers home. A heroes ending and our beginning.
Allysa and I hold one another and look at our new home and our new future. We both go into the bedroom to have a look inside the chest and the bed. “Christen first then look? After all that was her wish.” She shakes her head, but her arms wrap around me as we fall exhausted from everything we just learned into the bed. kissing leads to sexual play in our new home for the first time.
When we finish our love making, we rush the chest at the foot of the bed dying to find out what’s inside. Together we open it slowly. To our astonishment we find a box of coins that will be much needed on our long journey, but that doesn’t compare to what’s underneath. A book! I know boring right? Not this time though. It has runes all over it. Allysa opens it carefully as it looks old.
She closes it fast with an excited gasp. The cover reads “The three elements and their practical training methods” written by Sylvia Oakheart.
My girl has been very, very bad. She’s been waiting for me all day and for her punishment. She knows the rules and the consequences. She broke one rule, I’m her Dom! she forgot I’m in Control! Don’t worry, I always take care of her. She’ll be in good hands, cuffs and other devices. I never hurt my girl, only make certain that she knows who’s in control. I never humiliate my girl either. I’m her Dom and nobody elses.
It’s my job to provide for my girl and protect her. It’s her job to please her sir. No, my girl is not my slave, rather she willingly gave herself to me. Yes, I do please her as well. I know my girl, her needs, wants, desires. She does what I say, but she can question me, however she rarely does. My girl has faith in her sir as I do with her. I know she won’t leave and she knows I will never leave my girl, my pet, my love.
Love. Some say how can this be love? Why not? I say. I’m faithful and so is she. I take care of her, protect her and am always there for her. I listen to her needs, concerns, fears and wipe away her tears. My girl does as I please, not out of fear of me, but out of love. She could’ve choosen another, but she didn’t. Now, it’s time to show my girl I’m in charge. It won’t hurt…much.
Sitting in her chair in the living room sits my girl. She knows she did wrong by talking back to me in public. In private it’s tolerated to an extent, but not in front of others. I lift up her chin, her ice blue eyes downcast in shame. She apoligizes as I forgive my pet as always. I kiss her pouty lips and whisper in her ear that I won’t hurt her only punish, let her know I’m her Dom. My love stands in front of me waiting in anticipation of pain and perhaps pleasure. Knowing I reward her with pleasure after her lessons learned. I don’t enjoy punishing my girl. Well,maybe a little. Hey! My pet loves it too. I’d rather just please than punish.
I make her wait as I get out my tools. Pet is pretty in her short shorts and her tiny top. I want her bad! As I return I make her turn around with her arms behind her back. She feels the cuffs snap shut. Following me into our bedroom, head held down, I make her go in front of me so I can smack her fine ass! She yelps from the impact. I rub her behind to take away the sting and just to touch her beauty. Forcefully, I push her down onto the bed face first. I give her ass a few more smacks, producing moans of both punishment and pleasure.
My girl lays down waiting for more. Pulling her backup, I give her lips a soft kiss. I ask her if she understands what she did and she shakes her head yes and that she wants to make it up to me. I pull down one of her tops straps over her shoulder. My lips caress her soft skin. No words are needed as my love knows me so well. Then,the other strap falls as well. Her skin burning with desires only her Sir can fulfill. I hear her gasp a moan as I lick her. My loves moans turn me on. They drive me wild with raging passion.
With her top pulled down, breasts exposed, I can’t help but kiss her heaving bosom. I love that my girl didn’t wear a bra. Loves nipples harden as I blow on them. My tongue teaser her aereolas as she begs me for more. Nibbling and sucking my girls nipples makes her shiver and shake. On my knees I stare up at my pet as she wonders what I’ll do next.
It’s her shorts turns to drop. she’s naked, fully exposed for my pleasure. No panties! Pets wetness drips for her Sir. She begs to please me, but this pleases me. I love pleasing her. My love screams with erotic excitement when my tongue licks her clit. Unable to touch me as her arms are still cuffed. It drives her wild to please me. I explain to my pet that she must wait. Yes sir she moans. Tongue driving deep inside her pussy. I eat my girl raw! Licking up and down and twirling it all over her lips. Faster I go, pushing her body into uncontrolled orgasmic spasms. My loves juices quench my thirst with her orgasm. She tries so hard to remain standing, but her weak knees give out as she says sorry Sir. I let my pet know it’s OK. Lay down.
Pet does as I please laying down in bed. I lay her on her stomach. Head down ass up. I pull out my leather spanker. Her exposed cunt waiting for me to have my way with it. Please Sir, give it to me she pleads. The leather strokes her dripping wet pussy as my girls needs grow unbearably. A quick flick of my wrist and she screams my name. I tease her ass with it. The tip tantilizes her hole. My fingers search for G spot. Strong fingers press against it while it engorges itself with her sex fluids. I smack her ass with the spanker. Pleasure and pain fill her body, enhancing her orgasmic bliss as once more she cums.
I remove her handcuffs and her top. My love thanks me for her pleasure and that she wants me to cum. I will I explain in due time. I tell my pet to remove my clothing and she does with sexual aggressiveness. Her mouth enclosed on my hardness. No! Not yet pet. I didn’t say you could I repremand my girl. It felt amazing, but she must remember I’m in charge. With a look of sadness in her lovely eyes I lift up her chin. Inside you now! I demand.
My pet looks at me with a yearning of love on her back, knees pulled in so I can hit her sweet spot hard. Just how I like it. I mount her chest to have my cock on her lips, her tongue reaches out in lust. Please she moans. I only tease her. My dick rides between her tits with her hands squeezing me in tight. “Cum Sir! I want to taste and please you” my sweet pet needs me. Not yet pet. She pouts.
I crawl back down so I can take what’s mine. I tease her clit with my tip as my girl moans. I enter her slowly with build up excitement. I kneel as she bends her knees, pussy wanting my cock now. We both moan in unison upon penetration. I give into my animalistic needs. Going harder and faster, so I can explode deep within my love. Once again my girl is treated to orgasmic heaven. Her screams and moans to God have her body arching and shaking. I’m unable to control myself as I hold her tight. My muscles lock up as I cum for her. I moan for her enjoyment.
Sweating and panting, I cuddle my girl. Deep inside her is where I long to be. I feel our juices melt into one. She kisses me, giving her thanks for my love. As I hold her close I kiss her back. “Always my pet. I’ll always please you. I’ll always love you. Ill always be your Sir.” I feel my girls head rest on my chest. “Sleep my love. I’ll be right here.” With a smile upon her lovely lips she sleeps peacefully in my embrace.