Dear Cabbit... I'm Approachable...

Sitting here.

I'm thinking about my thinking.

And no, I'm not in the thinking spot.

I'm in the driveway at the yellow house.

Trying to focus on work.

Though that isn't working.

So I'm sitting here thinking of absurd things, while talking to a gal pal on the phone...

Thinking about how silly we can both be, sitting here thinking about not talking to each other...

Trying to find all sorts of distractions..

Dear Cabbit, you're such a copycat...but I love it...lol

My Dearest Cabbit.

You're so funny.

Even when you're not trying to, you're copying me.

I mean really, a "no pants at home rule?"

I tried to set that rule for you 3 times; once in the apt, once in the blue house, and then again at the yellow house - though that once was modified to being in the rv and in the bedroom - for obvious reasons, lol

I know you know you this.

Even if it didn't kick in consciously, when you first joked about it.

Heck, even if you still don't remember consciously, I know it was the real you - whose still partially stuck in another dimension.

And yes,

I also know it was a joke.

Not only cuz I'm a cool psychic like that, but also cuz your still my 'choir boy' - with so many conservative and inhibited sides you've only ever shown me.

Even the joking about such a thing, is something I know is special between us...

*Sigh*

Merlin... I'm sitting in your thinkin spot...laughing quietly to myself about how you act so offended that I would 'steal' it...as if I'm really THAT powerful..or that mean...lol

Dear Cabbit...how dad does it...

My dearest Cabbit...

I realized a couple things between Sunday and today...

The first, is that you admire my dad in many ways...even you saying that you're trying to do things "like he does"...

And then thinking about how much you care about how he thinks about you...

I never used to understand why you'd get so panicked when he'd suggest you get a job at Boeing, or why you'd worried so much when I asked you to help me organize his stuff when he and Mom went on vacation...

Then today, it made sense.

You admire him.

He stays by my mom's side, even when she's not easy to be with.

He helps me, even when I'm not easy to help.

He plans ahead.

He has enough of a nest egg to be able to hide money away for all the little and big things his family needs.

He has great credit, and a good reputation.

He speaks his mind, even when no one seems to be listening.

He takes his time, even when everyone else is rushing.

He says only what's on his mind, and other than times when he's whining at me, he rarely ever says anything other than exactly what he means to say..

He's not perfect at all..but..

He's stable..

He's secure..

He's loyal..

He's mature..

He doesn't really "need" anyone..

He keeps his commitments..

And clearly, I've always had a better connection and desire to please him and have him be proud of me, than I've ever had with my mom...

You see him as a true "Emperor"...

The irony that he sits in a big chair most all day, has a loving family that cares for him even when he sometimes says he doesn't want it - and is an Aries Sun (associated with the Emperor card)...well...you just can't make that stuff up, lol.

Things make so much sense knowing this.

Especially why when I'd try simply to reassure you that you are more than an Emperor when you are doing what you love - whether that's being a master automative electrician, a divine musician, a gorgeous enlightened masculine, or your nurturing Cancer mom-dad self...whatever part of you you're feeling called to stand in, has always been more than adequate for me.

Though now I see...it makes sense..

If you admire my dad..

It would make you feel sad to hear me talking bad about him, even though you'd understand why I would be mad at him..

Which is why you wouldn't argue with me..

You've seen the way he's been with me too..

Even stood up for me a few times..

Being my man..

Though you'd always say "He means well.."

I knew you were right.

Though at the time I hadn't yet worked to heal my own mother/father wounds.

I couldn't see what you saw.