Transitions

That old saw about, 'The more things change ..the more they remain the same'. I have had a remarkable chance in Secondlife to have a front row seat to watch change. Change in others as well as change in myself. Some changes seem at first to be growth...some I guess might be growth in an odd direction. Which is the *correct* direction? Probably only seen clearly in retrospect. New things. New people coming...some just passing thru...Skyler staying. One thing I've seen before, and it's always the same, is that moment of fear, panic, and yes, joy...when we rezz our first house. It happened to me certainly! Gosh that seems so long ago...{the panic when I accidentaly deleted the second floor I clearly remember as well lol}. Thank you Minke Bailey..(she was there in minutes to fix it). If you see a tiny bunny running around.. stop and say "Hi".. thats Bubbles... Bubbles is from Sweden and so very funny...Guess I'll need to go get more flags for the telehub. Polys birthday... A year in Secondlife seems a lot longer experience wise than a year real time...certainly for many of us there's an intensity here that we don't see RL. I suspect almost all that see this blog know Poly...I am blessed by having her both as a friend and as someone passionate about Benares. BTW....If you see her at log in?... haha.. please give her a few minutes before we all bomb her with our percieved problems via IMs :-). I remember her first "hello" at Isabel. There's another member of this team that rarely gets any.. *airtime*.. Ling. And most of you don't get the chance to see behind the scene to see her input. I was reminded of her a couple times this past week. As she has said ,Ling often watches from afar. It's not a question of dispassionate observation...I think it's allowing ppl to grow at there own pace. More than once she has opened her own home to new ppl...given them a place to stay and grow. Always a dear friend...and a much better judge of ppl than I will ever be. I remember our first meeting at Apollo. My SL daughter has had to learn about how we all suffer from having a terminal illness...growing old. She lost her Godmother a couple weeks ago. Lala, I love you and treasure watching you grow up. While, when we're young, we see a death as such a terrible thing...as the years go by... this passing becomes just, "the way things are". That's enough rambling for today...I am so glad to see your comments. I have had a few of you comment to me personally as well. I believe that we all are better served by communication. There are situations that have happened everywhere...Benares included...that would have possibly turned out differently had my communication skills have been better. Maybe better late than never. I love you all, brinda Namaste