Hello my friends!
Here is a section where we no longer see many threads being opened, and that is a good thing, it means that everything is fine for everyone!
I think the chat has advantageously replaced the exchanges that used to happen here: they are more direct and friendly.
Also, unlike what is usually posted on this thread, I’m not here to pour out my sorrows. I’m here to thank you.
So thank you all, my dear Az’nautes, we always find among you warmth, harmony, love, support, and solidarity. Like the Musketeers: one for all and all for one.
I was particularly touched by the help that each of you offers to the extent of your ability.
I don't know how, even if we don't really say so, everyone knows how to sense the distress of others, and that always surprises and moves me.
I would have gladly named a few of you, dear friends, but I am afraid that some might feel slighted if I do not. In any case, it will not be out of bias, but … you are so numerous…
Too bad, because it would be difficult for me not to especially thank all those who were there last night for me.
So I will name them, without any particular order, as there is none,
Ladysally, who always knows how to bring comfort and boost one's energy when feeling exhausted. You have recharged my batteries many times before, even until the small hours of the morning, you, the queen of dreams and the night.
Munoz, my sweet fairy of the senses, to whom it is never necessary to say anything, yet who, despite your own problems, knows how to give your sweetness and your passion without limit.
Kaina, the exaltation would sublimate everything
Barbarella, the defiant huntress, always ready to defend independence and freedom
Claudiac, the raw and vulnerable one who knows how to give
Repdom, the impatient one with a heart full of love to share
Dune who hides as soon as the boys are somewhat attacked
Oh! I know I forget some and you can see how upset I am, but how can I remember all the usernames?
I will also add those who were not there yesterday but who managed to make me laugh or whose qualities I appreciated.
Tom, who is too shy to ever show his face but who keeps the site running
The magician whose card tricks and spirituality have nothing left to prove
My dearest Marylena, exhausted from spinning in the waltz of life
Aduffunchat, every draft is a burst of laughter
Moonlight, like a flash of lightning, brings us a ray of moonlight
Patricia, my dearest, always full of peace
And so many others that I can no longer name
And of course, no, I will not be able to forget you, a very special thought for you, my divine princess, our poet, the one who, through your beautifully crafted phrases, brings out the entire quintessence that is in us. Who, even when absent, out hunting the hare or helping a friend in distress, is always among us. Like a fire that one wants to approach, yet it always recedes further, you make us move forward.
How do I put it into words, my dear, you, the queen of words, how do I thank you for all that you give of yourself without counting. You know how to gather all our energies and focus them into a single block to illuminate us.
Your words this morning touched and moved me deeply, and even brought a tear to my eye:
Mamyo, I tried to illuminate your being this night; you offered me your father’s love, I offer you reconciliation—beautiful queen.
Well, yes, and I thank you for it. Reconciliation was there, present upon waking. I made peace with my being, with myself. I even dressed up: an appointment this evening, an appointment with life, an appointment with my son, for who deserves us to dress up for more than a son? No man, no lover.
My friends, think carefully about this: a child loves his "pretty" mother. For too long in my past life, I had ignored this.
Yet how much love there is in a child's gaze, even when grown. And especially when they are grown, they love it when their mother is beautiful and elegant.
So, ladies, even if you don’t have a lover, dress up for your children.
Thank you, Lolly, you who have such a beautiful little angel.
So here is my joy that I wanted to share with all of you, the joy of love and life, the joy that you are all here, the joy of seeing the sun rise, the joy of a breeze, the joy of a flower, the joy of living and existing.
And nowhere else but in this section could I have written that.
The outstretched hand
Yes, that's right, everyone here helps each other out.
To all of you, therefore my friends, much joy