Quelonzia and I have been together since I was 4 years old. She first appeared to me in a dream. Over the years, she has been my mentor, guiding me along the path I wanted to go.
There have been times when I doubted she really
existed...especially when I was submerged in the day to day
struggle of just living. But she never left my dreams, and her
patience has been an inspiration to me.
About 5 years ago, after some rather difficult times in my life, we slowly began to merge into one. Now when I look in a mirror, I not only see myself, I see a dim outline of her also, and this has brought more joy than I can convey. I don't know if she felt more attuned, I don't know that anyone else would really understand. I only know that I no longer need to dream to know what she would say.
I bought a computer in December, 1994. Most of my experience
previously had been with pc's in the work environment and a
network that was only connected with the home office. The
computer came prepackaged with Netcom's Netcruizer...and I
haven't stopped cruizin and learning since!
I have been pretty much a loner, all of my life. My family and the one or two close friends I've taken the time to come to know were pretty much my only outside contact. Being on the internet has opened a whole new world for me, and I suddenly find myself out in that world, not only on the net, but in the real world also. And I find myself understanding more and more everyday, what my dragon self has been trying to tell me all these years...that there is a world alive all around me, and to take joy in immersing myself in it.
Addendum: After more than 2 years on the Internet, I have met many friends, grown in both knowledge and joy, and have met (and married) the Light of My Soul. I would say my dragon was indeed right, wouldn't you? *smiles warmly*
I glide across your racial memory
Leaving a scent of ether and jasmine
And if you look quickly past your soul
You'll catch me laughing as I wing
Up past the Windships of your mind
Hard, prismatic colours glisten
And a taste of my fierce hearts
Beat in rhythm to your swaying
Take one last taste, mortal
Try to follow within my wake
And you may just catch the gleam
Of my fierce smile as I look back
Wingtip encouraging you to embark
Upon the Way of the Dragon
For if I am all that you have made me
So too are you all that I have made you
And we are the Dragon
© 1997 Quelonzia Stormdancer/Terry Dean
