I am the author of the Drexus Tavosn novels, The Borderland Tales, Steven's Story and other works of fiction. A dragon ARTIST, maker of Pagan web graphics, Co-own Knight People Books & Gifts, design websites, work in an art gallery/frame shop, am a gardener, crystal gatherer, pipe collector and smoker, tea-drinking witch just to brush the surface. Welcome to my mind!
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This is going to be quick (ha) because there is no way I can cover the full hell we've been put through today or the near (I say over the top) criminal actions of these money-churning factory "veterinarians".
To make LONG story short, Miss Jinx's leukemia has kicked in so it is just a matter of time till she is gone. Days or weeks, though the vet-bitch called us on the phone (since we had to leave poor Miss Jinx in their clutches today, thing I will regret forever,) and said we really should just give her The Needle today--and if we don't "We are very bad people who like our animals to suffer." (Not said in those exact word, yet really, really fucking CLEAR in how and tone of condescending voice which such 'suggestion' was given on the phone.)
Thank gods we managed to break her free (almost didn't. Secretary was refusing to 'release' our cat due to that fact that we did not buy a slew of medications re: get rid of Bartinella--which we did 2 years ago--and which the "Dr." before going home did not mention to us at all. After the antibiotics two weeks ago that were prescribed needlessly and only made Miss Jinx weaker with diarrhea and fever we were not about to start dosing her due to a wrong box checked off--again.
Another thing pissing us off here, we brought her in two weeks ago for a "full health exam" however, that said exam seemed to only (when we called them on it) consist of One: taking her temperature and Two: putting her on a scale to weigh. That and prescribe her antibiotic drugs to get rid of whatever was making her sick.
Now there is one thing we have noticed, and it is that the left side of Miss Jinx's head has been bothering her for a while, worse over the past month. We wanted to make certain her whole not wanting to eat no matter hungry is not due to a bad tooth or ear mites (which she may have. Really bitchy when it comes to being messed with is our Miss Jinx, though I try to keep ears cleaned. Still, it looks like she might have a case, maybe.) or combo of both mites and tooth problem. Note, they never checked on these things two weeks ago during her "Full health exam."
So what does the "Dr." say today? Quote near exact: "I'm not going to bother looking at her ears. If she has a bad tooth clearly she has learned to compensate for it. All I am going to do is blood work."
This after trying to accuse us of forcing our cat to suffer by letting her live another minute?!!
BTW Miss Jinx is doing nicely right now, happy as hell to be home. Shot out of the carrier first thing, did a full tour of the house (upstairs and down) with lots of purrs, ate some mashed up liver I've been cooking up for her and then leapt up to her normal, afternoon sunning area atop a pile of boxes four feet from the ground to groom and then take a nap.
Yeah, she's totally on "death's fucking door" alright.
Okay, I've got to relax, though it's been a day of tears after several calls from vets back and forth. Like before the bloodwork during whatever the hell (nothing) they did on today's first "Full health exam" they called us to say Miss Jinx was left so stressed out by the ordeal she was limp and had mouth open panting just to draw breath. Told us their opinion was she would not survive another visit due to stress. Can't tell that by looking at her now, but how were we supposed to know that five hours ago?
All I can say after several hundred bucks lighter is "Those ASSHOLES!"
Melissa (mad and trying not to cry over loosing Miss Jinx from our lives...according to these vets at any moment...so soon after Timber. Yet no matter what, she is going to pass gently with us.)