Priestess Prayer

I have returned from vacation and while cruising through the San Juan Islands I wrote this prayer:

If we're lucky, life draws us to love and love draws us to another life.  The beauty of knowing another soul to be one with yours proves that there is a Heaven, an energy that has forever been and always will be there to combine souls of special loving people.

I believe in that which I cannot see and that one day we will all be gifted with the ability to see a plan that encompasses all those who have opened their hearts to true love.

I know that love never dies.  It is, rather, energy that builds on Universal love to create new possibilities,  All that you see isn't all that you can see

I think another qualification for High Priestess is daily prayer  and blessings to all who are o                                        open to receiving them

Qualifications for Priestess

Qualifications for High Priestess:

I once had a clerk in a store call Mall Security for protection from me.  It was odd at the time since I was quite aware of my anger, I purposely modulated my voice.  I spoke in low tones.  I didn't swear nor did I threaten her..  I simply pointed out her error and asked her for the phone number of her regional manager,  a

number didn't know or have access to. I   asked her if  she graduated from high school, since she was a 50-year-old woman, I clearly offended her.  She began to shake.  I promised I would pursue the issue.  She excused herself and, within a moment, a security officer came running in breathlessly shouting:  "What's going on in here?" 

Now, that's the kind of power a High Priestess should have, the ability to communicate.  It runs in my family.  The Maddens have always been able to exchange information pointedly.  It's a gift.

More qualifications to folow.

Cat TRAINING

   i BOUGHT fRANKLIN A HARNESS AND LEASH  today at Petco.  My advisor, who was incredibly knowledgeable  a  bout cat training, suggested that Franklin, aka The Fabulous Super Cat, should wear the harness around the house for a few days and play with the leash as a toy.

What genius!  This woman could be a candidate for the Coronation Committee.  The joy  of running around the house with a leash  a.nd a hope that the cat will engage  was beyond words.  Actually, I feel a little foolish.

Apparently Franklin doesn't recognize that I'm a High Priestess of the holy order of catdom.  He seems a little disingenuous.  He pretends to be interested, but quickly his eyes glaze over with boredom. 

Possibly, the Coronation should be delayed until Franklin achieves a modicum of respect.

Franklin the Cat

    I've decided to buy a leash and collar for Franklin.  He can be a bit unruly  at times, so I think he will require more training before The Coronation.  After all, like Charlie Sheen, Franklin has Tiger blood and Adonis DNA.  Perhaps he should have a title too.  

In consideration  of  assuming  the title High Priestess of Cats, I have been thinking we should have a parade featuring  Franklin, my gifted cat.  I've taught him many tricks that will amaze and delight.  Clearly, he exemplifies the superiority of his species.

In addition, members of the coronation committee should be prepared to report on Kardashian activity for valuable  advice concerning integrity.  Coronation committee to be appointed soon.

I'm contemplating the possibility of bestowing a title on myself.  You know, with regalia and such.  Why not?  It's a free country.  There are no rules about royalty here. I can be whoever I want to be.  So far, I'm thinking of Lady Judith or Empress Judy of Federal Way.  I'm also considering Countess or Dutchess.  I'm not really interested in Queen or Princess - far too English for an Irish girl.  What do you think of  The High Priestess  of Cats?  Coronation details to follow.

my cat

Speaking of pajamas,  I stuffed some clothes down the laundry chute today and the force of the load opened the chute door on the first floor.  My pajamas rolled off the dryer and landed in the cat's litter box,   The box was actually clean with the exception  of one very recent addition of a rather soft nature.

I guess, the morale of the story is:  No matter how clean your cat box is, your pajamas can still land in do do.  It happens.