Written By Esme
April 12, 2022, 8:58 p.m.(6/15/1017 AR)
My Most Beloved Readers,
I'm not sure why one would take the time to read my journal, but delight that I have inspired an interest; a curiosity. For I know that latter more than I should. I have been asked more than once, why Godsworn? If you wish not to be bored by musings, please move onto another entry. There are delights all around us. If you are one of the curious, well I hope to answer that for you.
The path of Faith is personal and I am not to say one path is better or worse than another; it is just that a path. Please know this one is just my own, Darlings. It is no more great or misguided than then next.
I was born to luxury in a family that thrives and thrives well. I had a childhood blessed by love and roses. Who could ask for more? Certainly not I. In fact, I still give honor to that which I was given. I did not have a path cut off to me. For it would have surprised no one if I was to become a Princess, a holder of my own lands, a foreign Queen. I mean that not in pride, but in I know the fact that my life in the political arena was not darkened with misdeeds or a name one did not want to associate with. In truth, I probably could have taken any path I desired. I know, because I was offered them. I tried them. I walked them. If you are one of those that took a bid for my hand, you know that I put tasks forth and adored you through them. I adore you still. I was not hungry and looking for a place to survive the world around me. My table was rarely empty and if it was, it was because I was on a battlefield that I decided to go to. I was not unskilled or uneducated and it was a means to attain those things. I was not afraid of the dark, for I embraced the knowledge of that which calls the shadows home. I know that I would have been an excellent wife to whomever I married. That I would give my all to the duty of the people that I took fealty to. I know that I would have been a loving mother to any children that came into my life.
This decision was also not something I went into lightly. It is also not a surprise to those that know my true heart.
I spent years in study of the occult (even if I was warned not to look too deeply). I spent years asking people about their Faith and their walk. Not because I questioned mine, for mine I have rarely wavered, but to understand all that was out there. I sat and communed with Spirits to understand those who can speak to them. I listened to those that could hear the souls that were not yet put to rest. I took up my sword when it was called upon. I listened to those that had felt abandoned by the Gods. I rejoiced with those that felt close to the Gods. I wanted to experience as much as I could before I made a decision, but in truth, my decision was made when I was still in my youth.
I have always felt the hands of the Gods, the spirits of the concepts. However, I have also felt the strong pull of duty. When I first came to Arx, it was joyous (it still is). The way that we could meet so many people that do not come to Tor. The love. The beauty. The delights. I loved all of it. I still am infatuated with it all.
This was not a path I went into lightly. For in my heart, there is always duty and there is always honor. I do believe we have our own codes of both, but that Beloved, is another tale for another time. It was not easy to separate myself from the duty to my house. I made a decision that would render me not to be a wife and a mother in the traditional sense, but when I made the decision --- I knew. I knew it was right because the peace flowed over me. I did not have a second thought. I knew my steps were surefooted upon the path I was traveling. Also, I have lost nothing, Darlings. Nothing.
I have given up my title, but in doing so I have gotten what I most desired -- to be one of everyone. I am still born to the peerage, but now I am not shackled to it. It is said that I am now a Commoner, but I do not believe any person is common. We are all unique and to be celebrated. I have given up my duty to marry, but I have gained the ability to assist those around me in their walk to that commitment, that duty. It is not love that I have lost for love is and will always be a fountain within my very core. I feel it for everyone and I aspire to have them feel it when they are in my presence. I may have stepped away from my ability to bear a child, but in this decision, as a Sister, you are all my children in a way. No matter the age or the status. I am to love each of you and care for each of you. To protect each of you. Also, I make a wonderful aunt.
My walk is deeply personal to me, but the rightness of going Godsworn is something I cannot just think away for duty. I yearned for it. It was like a different sort of home. It does not mean I will not fail or stumble, but the Gods will welcome me each time by the Concepts they speak to. The Faith is a great many things to a great many people, I hope only in my walk that I offer each of you understanding without judgment and compassion and love as I feel I am called to give.
I am not sure this answers those that have come to me with questions. I apologize for the length of my journal entry, if you are still reading it. Also know, that my prayers and hopes are with you, Dearest Reader, even if we have yet to meet. I trust when the timing is right; we shall.
I'm not sure why one would take the time to read my journal, but delight that I have inspired an interest; a curiosity. For I know that latter more than I should. I have been asked more than once, why Godsworn? If you wish not to be bored by musings, please move onto another entry. There are delights all around us. If you are one of the curious, well I hope to answer that for you.
The path of Faith is personal and I am not to say one path is better or worse than another; it is just that a path. Please know this one is just my own, Darlings. It is no more great or misguided than then next.
I was born to luxury in a family that thrives and thrives well. I had a childhood blessed by love and roses. Who could ask for more? Certainly not I. In fact, I still give honor to that which I was given. I did not have a path cut off to me. For it would have surprised no one if I was to become a Princess, a holder of my own lands, a foreign Queen. I mean that not in pride, but in I know the fact that my life in the political arena was not darkened with misdeeds or a name one did not want to associate with. In truth, I probably could have taken any path I desired. I know, because I was offered them. I tried them. I walked them. If you are one of those that took a bid for my hand, you know that I put tasks forth and adored you through them. I adore you still. I was not hungry and looking for a place to survive the world around me. My table was rarely empty and if it was, it was because I was on a battlefield that I decided to go to. I was not unskilled or uneducated and it was a means to attain those things. I was not afraid of the dark, for I embraced the knowledge of that which calls the shadows home. I know that I would have been an excellent wife to whomever I married. That I would give my all to the duty of the people that I took fealty to. I know that I would have been a loving mother to any children that came into my life.
This decision was also not something I went into lightly. It is also not a surprise to those that know my true heart.
I spent years in study of the occult (even if I was warned not to look too deeply). I spent years asking people about their Faith and their walk. Not because I questioned mine, for mine I have rarely wavered, but to understand all that was out there. I sat and communed with Spirits to understand those who can speak to them. I listened to those that could hear the souls that were not yet put to rest. I took up my sword when it was called upon. I listened to those that had felt abandoned by the Gods. I rejoiced with those that felt close to the Gods. I wanted to experience as much as I could before I made a decision, but in truth, my decision was made when I was still in my youth.
I have always felt the hands of the Gods, the spirits of the concepts. However, I have also felt the strong pull of duty. When I first came to Arx, it was joyous (it still is). The way that we could meet so many people that do not come to Tor. The love. The beauty. The delights. I loved all of it. I still am infatuated with it all.
This was not a path I went into lightly. For in my heart, there is always duty and there is always honor. I do believe we have our own codes of both, but that Beloved, is another tale for another time. It was not easy to separate myself from the duty to my house. I made a decision that would render me not to be a wife and a mother in the traditional sense, but when I made the decision --- I knew. I knew it was right because the peace flowed over me. I did not have a second thought. I knew my steps were surefooted upon the path I was traveling. Also, I have lost nothing, Darlings. Nothing.
I have given up my title, but in doing so I have gotten what I most desired -- to be one of everyone. I am still born to the peerage, but now I am not shackled to it. It is said that I am now a Commoner, but I do not believe any person is common. We are all unique and to be celebrated. I have given up my duty to marry, but I have gained the ability to assist those around me in their walk to that commitment, that duty. It is not love that I have lost for love is and will always be a fountain within my very core. I feel it for everyone and I aspire to have them feel it when they are in my presence. I may have stepped away from my ability to bear a child, but in this decision, as a Sister, you are all my children in a way. No matter the age or the status. I am to love each of you and care for each of you. To protect each of you. Also, I make a wonderful aunt.
My walk is deeply personal to me, but the rightness of going Godsworn is something I cannot just think away for duty. I yearned for it. It was like a different sort of home. It does not mean I will not fail or stumble, but the Gods will welcome me each time by the Concepts they speak to. The Faith is a great many things to a great many people, I hope only in my walk that I offer each of you understanding without judgment and compassion and love as I feel I am called to give.
I am not sure this answers those that have come to me with questions. I apologize for the length of my journal entry, if you are still reading it. Also know, that my prayers and hopes are with you, Dearest Reader, even if we have yet to meet. I trust when the timing is right; we shall.
Written By Esme
March 16, 2022, 4:49 p.m.(4/16/1017 AR)
My most beloved out there -
Love, Courtly Love, is a glorious thing. I would not argue that point and we all walk our own paths with our own decisions. You are so very beloved by the Gods of Concepts that we embrace. Love is one of those virtues that guide our lives and without the many forms of love, we would be adrift in so many ways. It is a concept to celebrate, but it is not meant to be the concept to rule all the things.
The oath of fealty comes with many ties and moments to aspire to greatness. It allows us the honor and duty to fulfill the needs of our house. To honor that which has been set before us. One of those ways is in the commitment of marriage. We are to honor our spouses, but that does not mean that we must love them as we view the heady love of infatuation. We are to love them with respect and dignity. We are to hold them with honor as we hold our noble names and we walk in that greatness. It is an honor above all over to sacrifice for the unity around us. We embrace it with duty and acknowledgement. We are strengthening the house and the Compact with these ties. It is the love of duty and honor.
Infatuation has led many a man (and woman) to the glories of honor and duty, but just as much it has dropped them to the depths that lack both of those. While I would never tell you how to feel or to think, I will share my thoughts. I have been loved and I have loved. These were not the people that I tried to take vows of marriage with. It is a different type of love and a different path that we walk. We honored each other. We were basked in the rush of the feeling, sometimes those feelings stayed and lingered. Sometimes those feelings left to a parting of a relationship that once was. That is the danger of basing a decision upon the indulgence of infatuation love to put it before courtly and duty love. For it changes so quickly and intensely. It cannot be counted on like duty and honor to always be there.
Love in all forms is a great honor to be part of. For we are loved by the Gods and we in turn love the Concepts as well. It allows us to be as well rounded as we attempt to strive for. My heart swells with happiness for all that find a place (or person) in life that make their heart sing and their days brighter, but I also caution if they build that for reasons for marriage.
In the end, let us walk our paths with our free choices and know there is kindness for we share that kindness around us. Let us light up the space around us with that light, but also let us honor our duty without the slinging of insults. Until the next time I write, remember you are enough. You are loved. You are worthy.
Love, Courtly Love, is a glorious thing. I would not argue that point and we all walk our own paths with our own decisions. You are so very beloved by the Gods of Concepts that we embrace. Love is one of those virtues that guide our lives and without the many forms of love, we would be adrift in so many ways. It is a concept to celebrate, but it is not meant to be the concept to rule all the things.
The oath of fealty comes with many ties and moments to aspire to greatness. It allows us the honor and duty to fulfill the needs of our house. To honor that which has been set before us. One of those ways is in the commitment of marriage. We are to honor our spouses, but that does not mean that we must love them as we view the heady love of infatuation. We are to love them with respect and dignity. We are to hold them with honor as we hold our noble names and we walk in that greatness. It is an honor above all over to sacrifice for the unity around us. We embrace it with duty and acknowledgement. We are strengthening the house and the Compact with these ties. It is the love of duty and honor.
Infatuation has led many a man (and woman) to the glories of honor and duty, but just as much it has dropped them to the depths that lack both of those. While I would never tell you how to feel or to think, I will share my thoughts. I have been loved and I have loved. These were not the people that I tried to take vows of marriage with. It is a different type of love and a different path that we walk. We honored each other. We were basked in the rush of the feeling, sometimes those feelings stayed and lingered. Sometimes those feelings left to a parting of a relationship that once was. That is the danger of basing a decision upon the indulgence of infatuation love to put it before courtly and duty love. For it changes so quickly and intensely. It cannot be counted on like duty and honor to always be there.
Love in all forms is a great honor to be part of. For we are loved by the Gods and we in turn love the Concepts as well. It allows us to be as well rounded as we attempt to strive for. My heart swells with happiness for all that find a place (or person) in life that make their heart sing and their days brighter, but I also caution if they build that for reasons for marriage.
In the end, let us walk our paths with our free choices and know there is kindness for we share that kindness around us. Let us light up the space around us with that light, but also let us honor our duty without the slinging of insults. Until the next time I write, remember you are enough. You are loved. You are worthy.
Written By Esme
Jan. 26, 2022, 9:40 p.m.(1/3/1017 AR)
It is always hard when someone comes to me and asks what the definition of love is. Love is so unique to the people that feel it, that one cannot attempt to define the concept in its entirety. It's stronger than anything and yet is so delicate to break. It can change people and yet at the same time make them unmovable from where they stand. It's sought, it's found, and I never believe it truly lost. I think a lost love, is just a love of alteration. It is a change on the wind like summer to autumn.
I muse on the idea and thought of love because of the passing of Niklas.
Once upon a time, I was new to the city and lost among all the beautiful people. I tried to find my way and find the people that would touch my heart and hopefully I would touch theirs. In that, I met Niklas and Sabella. For in that time, if you met one, you met both. Sabella was instant energy to meet mine. We use to playfully compose the best introductions to try and outdo the other, but not in jealousy but in the shared joy of love and praise. We would greet with squeals and hugs, holding hands, whispering of how we might cast a brighter light. For that, there was no question of our friendship.
Then there was Niklas.
At first, I was certain I was a headache. This did not hurt my feelings, as if happens. Then I thought I was Sabella's friend and he put up with me. However, into late night talks and walks (really I skipped), I came to realize we were actually friends on our own. We played pranks and talked about life. We gathered in booths and spoke of life and change. We talked about the life we thought we would have and the twists in life that brought us to where we were. We spoke of duty, love, honor, and all the things my zealot heart longed for. He accepted hugs and brightened when he saw me. He cared little when the pranks soon became directed at him. He welcomed me to his family (both Grayson and Kennex), letting me know that his table always had an open seat with my name. He talked about his plays with such passion, that even I wanted to see every word come alive. He was unapologetic in who he was.
I am not a woman that is prone to sad emotions. It is the heart that Limerance blessed me with that I just do not stay away from joy for long. I admit that a pang was felt in my heart when I heard the news. A pain for Sabella. A pain for those that he touched that feel adrift in a different way without him. However, I shall not feel sad in his returning to the wheel. I will just celebrate the life that he led and the way he touched mine. The joy left in the wake of tears - that is perhaps the meaning of love.
I muse on the idea and thought of love because of the passing of Niklas.
Once upon a time, I was new to the city and lost among all the beautiful people. I tried to find my way and find the people that would touch my heart and hopefully I would touch theirs. In that, I met Niklas and Sabella. For in that time, if you met one, you met both. Sabella was instant energy to meet mine. We use to playfully compose the best introductions to try and outdo the other, but not in jealousy but in the shared joy of love and praise. We would greet with squeals and hugs, holding hands, whispering of how we might cast a brighter light. For that, there was no question of our friendship.
Then there was Niklas.
At first, I was certain I was a headache. This did not hurt my feelings, as if happens. Then I thought I was Sabella's friend and he put up with me. However, into late night talks and walks (really I skipped), I came to realize we were actually friends on our own. We played pranks and talked about life. We gathered in booths and spoke of life and change. We talked about the life we thought we would have and the twists in life that brought us to where we were. We spoke of duty, love, honor, and all the things my zealot heart longed for. He accepted hugs and brightened when he saw me. He cared little when the pranks soon became directed at him. He welcomed me to his family (both Grayson and Kennex), letting me know that his table always had an open seat with my name. He talked about his plays with such passion, that even I wanted to see every word come alive. He was unapologetic in who he was.
I am not a woman that is prone to sad emotions. It is the heart that Limerance blessed me with that I just do not stay away from joy for long. I admit that a pang was felt in my heart when I heard the news. A pain for Sabella. A pain for those that he touched that feel adrift in a different way without him. However, I shall not feel sad in his returning to the wheel. I will just celebrate the life that he led and the way he touched mine. The joy left in the wake of tears - that is perhaps the meaning of love.
Written By Esme
Jan. 5, 2022, 11:58 p.m.(11/17/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Alaric
I saw the King today. I mean, I didn't really talk to him. I didn't hug him. I just sort of saw him.
This is notable for me. I know, I know, everyone has had dinner and is his best friend, but I am not and I am SO excited to have seen him. In person.
This is notable for me. I know, I know, everyone has had dinner and is his best friend, but I am not and I am SO excited to have seen him. In person.
Written By Esme
Dec. 30, 2021, 10:27 p.m.(11/5/1016 AR)
Most darlings of the lands,
I know that there is so much unrest around us. I know that right now there is a pause upon the air, but don't forget the Gods are here. You are so loved and what will be will be. We are able to make so many decisions, please allow those decisions to be kindness and love. In a world that seems filled with turmoil, I charge each of you to be the joy. Find the moment. Find the pause in the space. That one second that the smell of perfume lingers just long enough. Or that a moment of laughter passes between friends. These are our focus. Remember the concepts we are charged to be. Remember the oaths, the duty, the honor, and the love. Never forget the love. For it is everywhere around. It dances upon the winds. It soothes the soul that is anguished.
You are enough. We are enough. We will overcome.
I know that there is so much unrest around us. I know that right now there is a pause upon the air, but don't forget the Gods are here. You are so loved and what will be will be. We are able to make so many decisions, please allow those decisions to be kindness and love. In a world that seems filled with turmoil, I charge each of you to be the joy. Find the moment. Find the pause in the space. That one second that the smell of perfume lingers just long enough. Or that a moment of laughter passes between friends. These are our focus. Remember the concepts we are charged to be. Remember the oaths, the duty, the honor, and the love. Never forget the love. For it is everywhere around. It dances upon the winds. It soothes the soul that is anguished.
You are enough. We are enough. We will overcome.
Written By Esme
Nov. 11, 2021, 6:11 p.m.(7/19/1016 AR)
It is getting closer.
Written By Esme
Nov. 3, 2021, 9:31 p.m.(7/3/1016 AR)
Oh Blessed Darlings,
I feel like it has been a moment since I have put my thoughts upon the whites. Is it not glorious? The warmer weather! The clear skies. The lack of cold, although if I am most honest, the winter is starting to grow on me. I feel somehow renewed as if I would just burst with the happiness within my heart as of late. It comes with turning pages. It is always scary, Reader, always. Change comes with a measure of fear, but it also comes with a new chapter that is blank and awaiting our words. Is that not just the best of moments?
That is not to say that there is not bad around us and sadness that ebbs through our lives. Those opportunities arise to show us what we are really made of. I am always in awe of each of you when I read through the whites. You go through so much and you are still standing strong. The love of Limerance shines upon each of you in your show of duty and honor. I just want to say that every moment and every breath, I am grateful for each of you.
I feel like it has been a moment since I have put my thoughts upon the whites. Is it not glorious? The warmer weather! The clear skies. The lack of cold, although if I am most honest, the winter is starting to grow on me. I feel somehow renewed as if I would just burst with the happiness within my heart as of late. It comes with turning pages. It is always scary, Reader, always. Change comes with a measure of fear, but it also comes with a new chapter that is blank and awaiting our words. Is that not just the best of moments?
That is not to say that there is not bad around us and sadness that ebbs through our lives. Those opportunities arise to show us what we are really made of. I am always in awe of each of you when I read through the whites. You go through so much and you are still standing strong. The love of Limerance shines upon each of you in your show of duty and honor. I just want to say that every moment and every breath, I am grateful for each of you.
Written By Esme
Sept. 23, 2021, 1:55 p.m.(4/4/1016 AR)
Dearest Reader,
It is never my place to make a choice for another or to judge the choice that has been made or will be made. Our paths that we walk are our own. I feel to write in the whites today instead of the blacks. Life is not always an easy walk to have. There are many hurdles. There are many things that happen. They hurt us, they break us, but we are so loved. We are loved by the Gods around us. They hear our prayers and our desires. They know our hearts.
Even when we feel our most broken, we are not alone. We are are being built to something more. Metal does not become a sword unless it is put to the flames and fire to be redesigned. As people, we choose our paths with each breath. We must choose daily what we are to be and what we could become. I am always captivated by the choices that people make. I am captivated as well by the paths they don't take. I suppose people just captivate me. It's why I ask so many questions.
While I would not dare to think I know better or to alter a person's decision, I would ask for reflection upon the hearts of man. We are capable of so much greatness. We love. We aspire. We attain. We create. We build. We grow. We do so much in the concepts of the Gods images. We are blessed and touched by them in our lives. So, I offer a word of caution. You may go on your path as you choose and if you can read this, I will always be here for you if you need to unburden your heart. Or if you just need an ear to listen. However, caution, darlings. So much caution. For vengeance may seem like the answer. Perhaps the stories of like for like. Punishment for Crime. Life for Life. But I caution still.
It is a dark path to walk. It also offers those within the shadows and darkness a foothold to twist. For your shattered feelings to be used against you and your people if you are not cautious to how you act, think, and move on your path. We are amazing for all the good we can do, but we are also duality. We can destroy so much in our way, in our path, in our quest if we become too single-focused. If you, my most beloved readers, choose this path. The path of vengeance and the darker path, please make sure that you cloak yourself in light. Come to the shrines. Pray to the Gods. Let them put their hands upon your heart to protect it. The road will not be easy, Darlings, if you choose to walk it. Please know if nothing else. No matter what road you choose, you can always change your mind. You are never alone. The Gods are there. I am here.
If you need someone, please send a missive, please say your prayers.
As always, My Brave Travelers, be mindful of your steps on the path. Be mindful of the line between morality and Godhood and where you are choosing to step. Be mindful your choices have ripples even if they are invisible to the moment. And remember always, you are not alone and you are so very loved.
It is never my place to make a choice for another or to judge the choice that has been made or will be made. Our paths that we walk are our own. I feel to write in the whites today instead of the blacks. Life is not always an easy walk to have. There are many hurdles. There are many things that happen. They hurt us, they break us, but we are so loved. We are loved by the Gods around us. They hear our prayers and our desires. They know our hearts.
Even when we feel our most broken, we are not alone. We are are being built to something more. Metal does not become a sword unless it is put to the flames and fire to be redesigned. As people, we choose our paths with each breath. We must choose daily what we are to be and what we could become. I am always captivated by the choices that people make. I am captivated as well by the paths they don't take. I suppose people just captivate me. It's why I ask so many questions.
While I would not dare to think I know better or to alter a person's decision, I would ask for reflection upon the hearts of man. We are capable of so much greatness. We love. We aspire. We attain. We create. We build. We grow. We do so much in the concepts of the Gods images. We are blessed and touched by them in our lives. So, I offer a word of caution. You may go on your path as you choose and if you can read this, I will always be here for you if you need to unburden your heart. Or if you just need an ear to listen. However, caution, darlings. So much caution. For vengeance may seem like the answer. Perhaps the stories of like for like. Punishment for Crime. Life for Life. But I caution still.
It is a dark path to walk. It also offers those within the shadows and darkness a foothold to twist. For your shattered feelings to be used against you and your people if you are not cautious to how you act, think, and move on your path. We are amazing for all the good we can do, but we are also duality. We can destroy so much in our way, in our path, in our quest if we become too single-focused. If you, my most beloved readers, choose this path. The path of vengeance and the darker path, please make sure that you cloak yourself in light. Come to the shrines. Pray to the Gods. Let them put their hands upon your heart to protect it. The road will not be easy, Darlings, if you choose to walk it. Please know if nothing else. No matter what road you choose, you can always change your mind. You are never alone. The Gods are there. I am here.
If you need someone, please send a missive, please say your prayers.
As always, My Brave Travelers, be mindful of your steps on the path. Be mindful of the line between morality and Godhood and where you are choosing to step. Be mindful your choices have ripples even if they are invisible to the moment. And remember always, you are not alone and you are so very loved.
Written By Esme
July 28, 2021, 9:41 p.m.(12/3/1015 AR)
Faithful Travelers,
My most beloved out there that take a moment to read my whites, thank you. It is a lift of spirits that one would want to know the ramblings of my heart and mind. There has been much said today about proclamations. As a Knight of Devotions, I have many thoughts and many feelings to it. We are only one being set upon a path we choose. We step one at a time to find what decisions lie before us. It causes that path to twist in ways we never imagined, but it is so exciting that it does.
There was much love shown for a fallen friend that had four legs. Words were spoken to honor them, or perhaps in jest. We never know the intentions that lie in the hearts of another. Also, for all our thoughts and all our feelings, we have also erred in our words from time to time. For most the luck of that is that it was done with few witnesses. I ask only that we think of these things when we are to condemn words we see. Not that they should not be guided back to the path more fitting of the events, but that we remember the speaker is not always the words spoken. Limerance is a great many things, but love is still one of those concepts most aligned and I must ask if our words to each other display that love? When we seek to alter a perception or we hope to guide, are we doing it with love or with contempt? For the equal measure is displayed upon our paths in that decision we make.
On the titles of knights. There is such a duty to the honor that it takes up. We have feathered and furred friends that hold the names of Lady something of something or lord something of something. Bluebird, I could name Lady Bluebird of the Northern Skies. It does not give her title or possession of lands, for it is just a name. I am sure the grief of losing his four foot companion caused a shift of correct words to be spoken. I am equally sure that he has learned a lesson in the worst way possible, by way of making a mistake. -- Animals cannot hold title as they are unable to agree to the oaths that come with the honor of duty. They can hold whatever name is placed upon them, but I think we know the true Knights of the Realm and those striving for that honor are in a classification of their own.
It is such an honor to life up our oaths to Limerance. To feel the love fill our souls until only joy can spill out. It is duty to take up the mantles we do. Sometimes there is stress that causes slight cracks. I must confess, I have said a harsh word to a person I should not have in a moment of cracked code of conduct. Thus, because I am not without an error. I cannot condemn another man for his. I can, however, guide the path back to the understanding of society with love and respect. I ask only that others think of this and respond as well.
Of course, the path you walk and choices you make are your own. I do trust that you have reasons for them and are ready to take on the results, for there are always results from words and choices.
May Limerance light your paths with love, honor, and duty.
My most beloved out there that take a moment to read my whites, thank you. It is a lift of spirits that one would want to know the ramblings of my heart and mind. There has been much said today about proclamations. As a Knight of Devotions, I have many thoughts and many feelings to it. We are only one being set upon a path we choose. We step one at a time to find what decisions lie before us. It causes that path to twist in ways we never imagined, but it is so exciting that it does.
There was much love shown for a fallen friend that had four legs. Words were spoken to honor them, or perhaps in jest. We never know the intentions that lie in the hearts of another. Also, for all our thoughts and all our feelings, we have also erred in our words from time to time. For most the luck of that is that it was done with few witnesses. I ask only that we think of these things when we are to condemn words we see. Not that they should not be guided back to the path more fitting of the events, but that we remember the speaker is not always the words spoken. Limerance is a great many things, but love is still one of those concepts most aligned and I must ask if our words to each other display that love? When we seek to alter a perception or we hope to guide, are we doing it with love or with contempt? For the equal measure is displayed upon our paths in that decision we make.
On the titles of knights. There is such a duty to the honor that it takes up. We have feathered and furred friends that hold the names of Lady something of something or lord something of something. Bluebird, I could name Lady Bluebird of the Northern Skies. It does not give her title or possession of lands, for it is just a name. I am sure the grief of losing his four foot companion caused a shift of correct words to be spoken. I am equally sure that he has learned a lesson in the worst way possible, by way of making a mistake. -- Animals cannot hold title as they are unable to agree to the oaths that come with the honor of duty. They can hold whatever name is placed upon them, but I think we know the true Knights of the Realm and those striving for that honor are in a classification of their own.
It is such an honor to life up our oaths to Limerance. To feel the love fill our souls until only joy can spill out. It is duty to take up the mantles we do. Sometimes there is stress that causes slight cracks. I must confess, I have said a harsh word to a person I should not have in a moment of cracked code of conduct. Thus, because I am not without an error. I cannot condemn another man for his. I can, however, guide the path back to the understanding of society with love and respect. I ask only that others think of this and respond as well.
Of course, the path you walk and choices you make are your own. I do trust that you have reasons for them and are ready to take on the results, for there are always results from words and choices.
May Limerance light your paths with love, honor, and duty.
Written By Esme
July 15, 2021, 1:41 p.m.(11/5/1015 AR)
Can affection truly be won?
I have pondered this question, Most Darlings, as I read it. Now I understand that I am not typical when it comes to my affections. For I do not believe in strangers. I believe that we are all best friends and our souls are just meeting again. Surely, we are the closest of people, yes? This means that no one has had to win my affection, I give it freely.
I am just curious though, how does affection become won?
I have pondered this question, Most Darlings, as I read it. Now I understand that I am not typical when it comes to my affections. For I do not believe in strangers. I believe that we are all best friends and our souls are just meeting again. Surely, we are the closest of people, yes? This means that no one has had to win my affection, I give it freely.
I am just curious though, how does affection become won?
Written By Esme
June 23, 2021, 11:54 p.m.(9/18/1015 AR)
My Most Beloved,
I have read about love in marriage and about being the one for someone. Oh, but darlings, we are all called to love. We are not to shun it or avoid it. Perhaps love grows in marriage. Perhaps love is found in the touch of a lover, a smile of a child, a smell of a perfume, a memory of so many things. There has never been one saying that we cannot love. For love is the one thing that separates us from the dark. The love that casts the light when there seems to not be any hope. The reason behind all that we do and believe can be done. In one form or another, is it not love? Limerance is love. There is always a concept of that in our society. There is no greater thing than love and that is how it should be. It is an undefinable concept, much like the Gods themselves. Concepts. Creations. Ideals.
Marriage is not the denial of love, it is just we live in a society that also has duty to it. While I would never deny a person their love of who they love, sometimes that match is not an ideal for the power structure in which we live. Some of us are born to families that need bonds built to hold the ties that bind the society as a compact, to craft allies, to secure succession and unity. There is a great depth of strength in understanding one's duty and honoring it. To move forwards in life and accept the oaths of fealty and of fidelity of lands.
You can be the one to many. Our hearts are not only singular in feelings. They are vast and ever changing. Love is simply that, love. It does not see the oaths of promise. It does not see the depths of fealty. Love is something of it's own that crosses borders. That crosses understanding. That simply is and we should revel when we find it. To see people in love, it always stuns me to the miracle of it.
My darlings. You are so deeply loved. You are given love back in the depth that you feel it from Limerance, the concept of that love. We are loved by those around us. You may not know it, it might not be your time on the path just yet, but it will be there. For we are not doomed to a loveless life, we must hold our patience and in that know that our paths are taking us to the peak of our journey. On that journey we will find the love. For those that pray, Limerance answer to love is not no. It is simply the answer of wait. Which, I confess, is sometimes the most horrid of answers. Please though, know you are amazing in your creation and loved now, loved then, loved still, and loved forever more.
I have read about love in marriage and about being the one for someone. Oh, but darlings, we are all called to love. We are not to shun it or avoid it. Perhaps love grows in marriage. Perhaps love is found in the touch of a lover, a smile of a child, a smell of a perfume, a memory of so many things. There has never been one saying that we cannot love. For love is the one thing that separates us from the dark. The love that casts the light when there seems to not be any hope. The reason behind all that we do and believe can be done. In one form or another, is it not love? Limerance is love. There is always a concept of that in our society. There is no greater thing than love and that is how it should be. It is an undefinable concept, much like the Gods themselves. Concepts. Creations. Ideals.
Marriage is not the denial of love, it is just we live in a society that also has duty to it. While I would never deny a person their love of who they love, sometimes that match is not an ideal for the power structure in which we live. Some of us are born to families that need bonds built to hold the ties that bind the society as a compact, to craft allies, to secure succession and unity. There is a great depth of strength in understanding one's duty and honoring it. To move forwards in life and accept the oaths of fealty and of fidelity of lands.
You can be the one to many. Our hearts are not only singular in feelings. They are vast and ever changing. Love is simply that, love. It does not see the oaths of promise. It does not see the depths of fealty. Love is something of it's own that crosses borders. That crosses understanding. That simply is and we should revel when we find it. To see people in love, it always stuns me to the miracle of it.
My darlings. You are so deeply loved. You are given love back in the depth that you feel it from Limerance, the concept of that love. We are loved by those around us. You may not know it, it might not be your time on the path just yet, but it will be there. For we are not doomed to a loveless life, we must hold our patience and in that know that our paths are taking us to the peak of our journey. On that journey we will find the love. For those that pray, Limerance answer to love is not no. It is simply the answer of wait. Which, I confess, is sometimes the most horrid of answers. Please though, know you are amazing in your creation and loved now, loved then, loved still, and loved forever more.
Written By Esme
June 16, 2021, 4:18 p.m.(9/3/1015 AR)
Most Beloved Ones,
I have been pondering paths lately. They are glorious, are they not? The way that we start down one, only to be re-directed down another one, almost mid-step. The way we plan one thing for our lives, our decisions, our moments, and then we find something else entirely. It's a dizzying feeling seeing all the paths stretched before us. I don't just mean mine. I enjoy seeing all the paths laid out before others as well. I would never wish to tell them which one to take, that is part of the adventure, but to do so with love and duty and honor.
When thinking of paths, I find myself thinking of the people that I have met on them. There are people that once upon a time, I called my most closest of friends. I spent all my time with them. I longed for their presence when it was not around. Some of those people, I don't even talk to anymore. We could pass as strangers on this path and not even blink at each other. I am not saddened by this. For while I miss my friends, I am excited on the paths that they are walking and the adventures they are finding. I await to hear updates to their lives or see their names upon white journals. It is as if I'm still with them on those paths, even if we are not as we were. My heart still feels with the deepest of joys for them.
There are people that have left this life. I find myself praying that one day perhaps our souls will meet again. That moment you first meet a person and you just know you are going to be great friends. It is like souls coming back in contact after lifetimes away. Is that not an amazing thing? The idea we can spend lifetimes from each other and our souls may still remember each other. Love is something so much stronger than those other weights. It frees us. It lifts us. It makes is lighter in step, in action, and in memory. That is not to say there are not tears in the wake sometimes of love, but the glory of it is so much higher.
I pray each of you walk confidently on your path, but know that the steps you take now; might not be the path you thought you would be on. Be open to it, most loved of the Gods. Let their honor and glory shine upon you.
I have been pondering paths lately. They are glorious, are they not? The way that we start down one, only to be re-directed down another one, almost mid-step. The way we plan one thing for our lives, our decisions, our moments, and then we find something else entirely. It's a dizzying feeling seeing all the paths stretched before us. I don't just mean mine. I enjoy seeing all the paths laid out before others as well. I would never wish to tell them which one to take, that is part of the adventure, but to do so with love and duty and honor.
When thinking of paths, I find myself thinking of the people that I have met on them. There are people that once upon a time, I called my most closest of friends. I spent all my time with them. I longed for their presence when it was not around. Some of those people, I don't even talk to anymore. We could pass as strangers on this path and not even blink at each other. I am not saddened by this. For while I miss my friends, I am excited on the paths that they are walking and the adventures they are finding. I await to hear updates to their lives or see their names upon white journals. It is as if I'm still with them on those paths, even if we are not as we were. My heart still feels with the deepest of joys for them.
There are people that have left this life. I find myself praying that one day perhaps our souls will meet again. That moment you first meet a person and you just know you are going to be great friends. It is like souls coming back in contact after lifetimes away. Is that not an amazing thing? The idea we can spend lifetimes from each other and our souls may still remember each other. Love is something so much stronger than those other weights. It frees us. It lifts us. It makes is lighter in step, in action, and in memory. That is not to say there are not tears in the wake sometimes of love, but the glory of it is so much higher.
I pray each of you walk confidently on your path, but know that the steps you take now; might not be the path you thought you would be on. Be open to it, most loved of the Gods. Let their honor and glory shine upon you.
Written By Esme
May 23, 2021, 10:14 p.m.(7/11/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Lorenzo
I have brothers. I have so many brothers. They have given me sisters, I appreciate that.
Lorenzo from day one has been like an un-brother and he is married to my almost sister. It's just a wonderful thing. I don't think enough people reach out and speak to him. He is amazing. Everyone should speak to him as much as they can. Go now. Send word.
Lorenzo from day one has been like an un-brother and he is married to my almost sister. It's just a wonderful thing. I don't think enough people reach out and speak to him. He is amazing. Everyone should speak to him as much as they can. Go now. Send word.
Written By Esme
April 20, 2021, 3:09 p.m.(5/1/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Sabella
My heart. My friend.
I do not question your path and your decisions as they are yours, but I believe you will find your last journal was written in haste. I know your heart is placed well, but I wish to speak on it as well. I do not look down upon you. I do not find an ounce of answer in my heart for you. I feel perhaps your path was taken in this with a raw emotion and not the understanding.
I am a disciple leader and I know, as one most beloved by Limerance, the strength of an oath. The strength of love. I know these things with every breath that I take. My steps have not always been the right ones, so I understand, Dearest. I do. In these decisions, those in charge of them have been given these decisions to make. We don't always know the path that others walk. We know only what we see of their walk. For every moment of brightness has a shade of shadows around it. We might never speak of it, but it exists. We should honor that we all hold our own secrets. I have mine. Others have theirs.
While I love that your heart felt the need to speak out on something, I would hope that you honor the duty of the Godsworn to know what they are doing. If you do not receive the answer that you wanted, perhaps it is not personal. Perhaps in our steps and in our need for duty, we must hold our tongues silent. For every word we speak is not just overheard by the light. We are also overheard by the shadows. Sometimes that knowledge must be shared or withheld. It is the honor of duty and the oath of station to know which is to be given and which is to be withheld. We all struggle with this on different levels.
You were not dismissed, Darling, you were given a response. It seems it was not what you wanted, but to remove yourself from Jayus because of it? Please know, that the Gods will take you back when anger and frustration has subsided. The love of the Gods are overwhelming and we cannot comprehend the concepts. My beloved, to talk of what you have done in the name of charity is no longer charity. I know, Beloved, that it was the intent you meant. We are humans, we are not Gods and thus we cannot be the perfection of the Concepts. On our path we must struggle and thus come out on the other side with knowledge. I know this is where you need to be on your path. It is your decisions. It is your path.
Know though, My friend, if you wish to speak or even to vent your feelings. I will, as always, listen. If I am able, I will guide on all things of oaths, honor, and love. The truth of the concepts it that we are blessed by them, even if we fall short of them. I am saddened that you felt you needed to step away, but I rejoice knowing that such things can always be reversed. I look forward to that moment to embrace you back into the Faith with all the love that Limerance has taught me to share.
I do not question your path and your decisions as they are yours, but I believe you will find your last journal was written in haste. I know your heart is placed well, but I wish to speak on it as well. I do not look down upon you. I do not find an ounce of answer in my heart for you. I feel perhaps your path was taken in this with a raw emotion and not the understanding.
I am a disciple leader and I know, as one most beloved by Limerance, the strength of an oath. The strength of love. I know these things with every breath that I take. My steps have not always been the right ones, so I understand, Dearest. I do. In these decisions, those in charge of them have been given these decisions to make. We don't always know the path that others walk. We know only what we see of their walk. For every moment of brightness has a shade of shadows around it. We might never speak of it, but it exists. We should honor that we all hold our own secrets. I have mine. Others have theirs.
While I love that your heart felt the need to speak out on something, I would hope that you honor the duty of the Godsworn to know what they are doing. If you do not receive the answer that you wanted, perhaps it is not personal. Perhaps in our steps and in our need for duty, we must hold our tongues silent. For every word we speak is not just overheard by the light. We are also overheard by the shadows. Sometimes that knowledge must be shared or withheld. It is the honor of duty and the oath of station to know which is to be given and which is to be withheld. We all struggle with this on different levels.
You were not dismissed, Darling, you were given a response. It seems it was not what you wanted, but to remove yourself from Jayus because of it? Please know, that the Gods will take you back when anger and frustration has subsided. The love of the Gods are overwhelming and we cannot comprehend the concepts. My beloved, to talk of what you have done in the name of charity is no longer charity. I know, Beloved, that it was the intent you meant. We are humans, we are not Gods and thus we cannot be the perfection of the Concepts. On our path we must struggle and thus come out on the other side with knowledge. I know this is where you need to be on your path. It is your decisions. It is your path.
Know though, My friend, if you wish to speak or even to vent your feelings. I will, as always, listen. If I am able, I will guide on all things of oaths, honor, and love. The truth of the concepts it that we are blessed by them, even if we fall short of them. I am saddened that you felt you needed to step away, but I rejoice knowing that such things can always be reversed. I look forward to that moment to embrace you back into the Faith with all the love that Limerance has taught me to share.
Written By Esme
April 17, 2021, 9:01 p.m.(4/23/1015 AR)
Most Beloved of the Compact of Arx,
Oh but we are wonderful in how we embrace each other. We are the walking illuminations of our concepts. We have terms, titles, expectations, but we are together bound by what we believe and how we strive forwards on our paths. A lord, a lady, a duke, a king, a commoner, a wife, a father, and all the titles that we use to define us. They are titles. With them there are expectations and realities. I do not wish to speak truly on one's path, for it is their own to walk. We are not to bind those from choices, for to do so might mean a different path than we were meant to walk.
I have read the various words and heard the various speeches. Darlings please. This is not a time to fracture within our infrastructure. We have others that would seek to defeat us, so let us not turn upon each other. The words I put upon the whites are just those, words. They are mine and I speak for no one.
The Abandoned are those that have left the compact due to their choice, but they are civilized and they are understanding. They hold no hostility to the compact. They simply choose not to be part of it. While I follow Limerance as I follow the breath in my lungs, I do not take from this the choice they have. I will welcome them to bend knee and take oaths, but any oath must be freely given and taken for it to be sincere.
The Shav'Arvani are those that have left the compact or chosen not to be part of it. These are those that hostile to destroy it. They are hostile to us that have united. They have their reasons for this hostility and I will not deem myself in knowledge of all those reasons. For I shall not speak for another's path.
Oh by my loved ones, my darlings, my truly honored, a Prodigal is something more. It is to be rejoiced in the term. It is to be a term of endearment. For these are those who once turned their backs on our compact, perhaps our Gods and have returned to us. They have come home. They are our returned ones. It is a glorious thing to once again be united in a glorious shared belief. They decided to bend their knee in fealty.
Darlings, I adore all of you. Each of you. Every one of you is a blessing.
When an oath is taken and given it is a back and forth. When one of the abandoned come home to us and bend their knee of loyalty, they agree that they will send soldiers when the banners are called, they agree to honor and respect that land in which they are given to rule over, and they agree to pay the agreed taxes to their liege. They agree to the rules of the Compact. To name our King as their King once again. It is a thing to rejoice. It is an honor. It is amazing. It is when we rename them from Abandoned to Returned, our Prodigal Sons and Daughters coming back to our home's hearth.
The liege is not without obligation to this fealty. They are to bring honor to those they represent. They are to make sure they are not shaming those that take knee to them. That they do not act in a way that forever dishonor the house.
Limerance is love. Limerance is duty. Limerance is honor.
Before we speak for the concept of Limerance, I pray that you stop and ask if your next words are in love and honor to all that encompass. I ask that we remember the concepts that we base ourselves and separate ourselves. That we take a breath and note what words we are using and if we are striving to empower those around or if we are seeking to demoralize. While I will not discredit your choices. I ask those choices that be in the name of the Concepts, be that of love and honor.
Please remember that we rename the Abandoned when they come back. When one bends the knee of fealty, we must then cloak them in the honor of change and love. For we must see them as new in the eyes of the Gods as they see us when they forgive what we pray forgiveness for. If we slander the term that we call those that we are calling home, then we stop and ask to whom we are doing this service to or if it is in fact a dis-service.
My most beloved ones. I trust you will walk the path that is right before you. I trust that you will think and act in honor. I trust in you. I love you as the God, Limerance, has deemed us the concept of love and honor. May we wall walk in the faith we are called to and in the way we are called.
Oh but we are wonderful in how we embrace each other. We are the walking illuminations of our concepts. We have terms, titles, expectations, but we are together bound by what we believe and how we strive forwards on our paths. A lord, a lady, a duke, a king, a commoner, a wife, a father, and all the titles that we use to define us. They are titles. With them there are expectations and realities. I do not wish to speak truly on one's path, for it is their own to walk. We are not to bind those from choices, for to do so might mean a different path than we were meant to walk.
I have read the various words and heard the various speeches. Darlings please. This is not a time to fracture within our infrastructure. We have others that would seek to defeat us, so let us not turn upon each other. The words I put upon the whites are just those, words. They are mine and I speak for no one.
The Abandoned are those that have left the compact due to their choice, but they are civilized and they are understanding. They hold no hostility to the compact. They simply choose not to be part of it. While I follow Limerance as I follow the breath in my lungs, I do not take from this the choice they have. I will welcome them to bend knee and take oaths, but any oath must be freely given and taken for it to be sincere.
The Shav'Arvani are those that have left the compact or chosen not to be part of it. These are those that hostile to destroy it. They are hostile to us that have united. They have their reasons for this hostility and I will not deem myself in knowledge of all those reasons. For I shall not speak for another's path.
Oh by my loved ones, my darlings, my truly honored, a Prodigal is something more. It is to be rejoiced in the term. It is to be a term of endearment. For these are those who once turned their backs on our compact, perhaps our Gods and have returned to us. They have come home. They are our returned ones. It is a glorious thing to once again be united in a glorious shared belief. They decided to bend their knee in fealty.
Darlings, I adore all of you. Each of you. Every one of you is a blessing.
When an oath is taken and given it is a back and forth. When one of the abandoned come home to us and bend their knee of loyalty, they agree that they will send soldiers when the banners are called, they agree to honor and respect that land in which they are given to rule over, and they agree to pay the agreed taxes to their liege. They agree to the rules of the Compact. To name our King as their King once again. It is a thing to rejoice. It is an honor. It is amazing. It is when we rename them from Abandoned to Returned, our Prodigal Sons and Daughters coming back to our home's hearth.
The liege is not without obligation to this fealty. They are to bring honor to those they represent. They are to make sure they are not shaming those that take knee to them. That they do not act in a way that forever dishonor the house.
Limerance is love. Limerance is duty. Limerance is honor.
Before we speak for the concept of Limerance, I pray that you stop and ask if your next words are in love and honor to all that encompass. I ask that we remember the concepts that we base ourselves and separate ourselves. That we take a breath and note what words we are using and if we are striving to empower those around or if we are seeking to demoralize. While I will not discredit your choices. I ask those choices that be in the name of the Concepts, be that of love and honor.
Please remember that we rename the Abandoned when they come back. When one bends the knee of fealty, we must then cloak them in the honor of change and love. For we must see them as new in the eyes of the Gods as they see us when they forgive what we pray forgiveness for. If we slander the term that we call those that we are calling home, then we stop and ask to whom we are doing this service to or if it is in fact a dis-service.
My most beloved ones. I trust you will walk the path that is right before you. I trust that you will think and act in honor. I trust in you. I love you as the God, Limerance, has deemed us the concept of love and honor. May we wall walk in the faith we are called to and in the way we are called.
Written By Esme
Feb. 14, 2021, 5:48 p.m.(12/8/1014 AR)
I adore autumn. It is the season of change. The flames of summer about to give way to the chill of winter. Everything is beautiful in the colors of decay. There is a brilliance in it. A glorious beauty.
Written By Esme
Jan. 8, 2021, 9:28 p.m.(9/19/1014 AR)
I have been traveling.
I have been searching. Reflecting.
I am back in the city. I think for now that is all that I wish to write for the day.
I have been searching. Reflecting.
I am back in the city. I think for now that is all that I wish to write for the day.
Written By Esme
Nov. 23, 2020, 11:10 a.m.(6/10/1014 AR)
Our path.
We walk it every moment. We make decisions from the moment that we open our eyes and these alter our path and what comes of it. I have always tried to have a respect for the choices people make. I try to remove my bias from them to just accept a choice is a choice. It is not bad. It is not good. Merely a choice. There is always a reaction to that choice which cannot be ignored.
I was musing about the people we meet on our paths. We have people that have become friends, lovers, family, enemies, and everything in between. We interact with people and sometimes make shared choices. It is okay to love a person and not understand the choices they make. It is okay to say good-bye to someone as well. Sometimes the people on our paths are just there for a moment. They are to assist with something, they are to teach us something, and they are a spark not an endless flame in our lives. This, too, is okay.
It is okay to love someone fiercely, so very fiercely and still walk away. It is okay not to like someone for the choices they have made, but we cannot take away their ability to make the choices. There is nothing really pointed to this musing today. It is just people. I have been thinking about people lately. The ones that stay through everything and the ones that were just a burst of brightness for a few moments.
We walk it every moment. We make decisions from the moment that we open our eyes and these alter our path and what comes of it. I have always tried to have a respect for the choices people make. I try to remove my bias from them to just accept a choice is a choice. It is not bad. It is not good. Merely a choice. There is always a reaction to that choice which cannot be ignored.
I was musing about the people we meet on our paths. We have people that have become friends, lovers, family, enemies, and everything in between. We interact with people and sometimes make shared choices. It is okay to love a person and not understand the choices they make. It is okay to say good-bye to someone as well. Sometimes the people on our paths are just there for a moment. They are to assist with something, they are to teach us something, and they are a spark not an endless flame in our lives. This, too, is okay.
It is okay to love someone fiercely, so very fiercely and still walk away. It is okay not to like someone for the choices they have made, but we cannot take away their ability to make the choices. There is nothing really pointed to this musing today. It is just people. I have been thinking about people lately. The ones that stay through everything and the ones that were just a burst of brightness for a few moments.
Written By Esme
Nov. 18, 2020, 6:23 p.m.(5/28/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Lorenzo
Oh!
I got a patron. I've never had one, so if you want to send your condolences to Prince Lorenzo Redrain -- wine. Send wine. Or books, but I'm really going to attempt to take the books. He's like the best patron one could have. I'm excited.
I got a patron. I've never had one, so if you want to send your condolences to Prince Lorenzo Redrain -- wine. Send wine. Or books, but I'm really going to attempt to take the books. He's like the best patron one could have. I'm excited.
Written By Esme
Nov. 18, 2020, 3:43 p.m.(5/28/1014 AR)
Excommunicated
As a disciple and Devotion, I suppose that means me. Something I don't think anyone would ever think in my life to see my name with, but I'm not really feeling anything too strong about it. I thought I would. I waited for the anger. It didn't come. I waited for the insult, it too was remiss to attend to me. I waited for the sorrow. Not a drop of sadness in this. Then I had to ponder why. I think it's because I know that my faith is more than how a person deems me.
Readers - if there are any -
Faith is a concept. It is in our core by my darlings, faith cannot be taken from us unless we give it. We are to love what Gods we honor. We are to have the faith we have no matter how we name them. I know, there is shock there. There is horror there, but please listen. A man made a statement. He excommunicated all of us. He said the faith was corrupt. He said the leaders were corrupt. He spoke his truth from his path, but that does not make it our truth on our paths. We must choose for ourselves. I choose to believe that Limerance knows my heart. I am a Devotion to a God that believes in duty, truth, honor, and the concepts of the goodness of man. I believe in all those concepts. I try to embrace and personify them, but I am in this form, a mere mortal. So I fail at that too. Instead, if these are read, perhaps the one that has excommunicated me, might be willing to sit down for tea?
Perhaps we might speak one on one for why these views are had. If not, that is fine as well. I will not tell a person their path, merely offer guidance to the road. For they must walk it and they must deal with where their footfalls have brought them.
Tonight though, instead of hatred, perhaps we meet it with love. Perhaps when we say our prayers to our Gods, we ask they turn the hearts of man back to the cause we believe in. That the men hear the call in their hearts to come home and we embrace them for that return. In a time of war and hatred, my darlings, sometimes the strongest knight is the one that still shows the acts of love.
May you each travel your paths safely and may you each feel that touch of love, even now.
As a disciple and Devotion, I suppose that means me. Something I don't think anyone would ever think in my life to see my name with, but I'm not really feeling anything too strong about it. I thought I would. I waited for the anger. It didn't come. I waited for the insult, it too was remiss to attend to me. I waited for the sorrow. Not a drop of sadness in this. Then I had to ponder why. I think it's because I know that my faith is more than how a person deems me.
Readers - if there are any -
Faith is a concept. It is in our core by my darlings, faith cannot be taken from us unless we give it. We are to love what Gods we honor. We are to have the faith we have no matter how we name them. I know, there is shock there. There is horror there, but please listen. A man made a statement. He excommunicated all of us. He said the faith was corrupt. He said the leaders were corrupt. He spoke his truth from his path, but that does not make it our truth on our paths. We must choose for ourselves. I choose to believe that Limerance knows my heart. I am a Devotion to a God that believes in duty, truth, honor, and the concepts of the goodness of man. I believe in all those concepts. I try to embrace and personify them, but I am in this form, a mere mortal. So I fail at that too. Instead, if these are read, perhaps the one that has excommunicated me, might be willing to sit down for tea?
Perhaps we might speak one on one for why these views are had. If not, that is fine as well. I will not tell a person their path, merely offer guidance to the road. For they must walk it and they must deal with where their footfalls have brought them.
Tonight though, instead of hatred, perhaps we meet it with love. Perhaps when we say our prayers to our Gods, we ask they turn the hearts of man back to the cause we believe in. That the men hear the call in their hearts to come home and we embrace them for that return. In a time of war and hatred, my darlings, sometimes the strongest knight is the one that still shows the acts of love.
May you each travel your paths safely and may you each feel that touch of love, even now.
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