TALES OF A CROSSDRESSER: Solstice 2018
TALES OF A CROSSDRESSER: Solstice 2018
A very happy, joyous and hopefully sex-filled Summer Solstice to all my X-hamster and sissysocial friends, sisters and both faithful readers of the blog!
May the goddess shine her face upon your path.
Being a “born-again” pagan, I try to respect the ancient holidays of my ancestors (as I can decipher or understand them from my bad research) and not to my surprise, I have discovered the strength of responding to that natural rhythm.
Last night, on Mid-Summer’s Night Eve as I was gliding my bicycle down a tree-lined darkened path lit with fireflies, I realized I had gone the entire day without mourning. My first such day since February 5.
The fireflies were wonderful and I rode that particular trail three or four times to enjoy them. It was tranquil and beyond gorgeous. I plan to take the day and prepare for my annual firefire shoot tonight.
I have been on the road again with a trip across the Mighty Mississippi, over the Appalachian Hills and to the Eastern Seaboard. I took my city bike, loaded it with lights (five systems) and proceeded to keep riding everyday. Even if it was just in the parking lots of the hotels. When I got to DC, I to fixed my sister’s light system (upgraded) added lights to my nieces bike ( 5 systems including rim lights) and we did some night riding….
Which after seeing her daughter’s and my lit-up machines on a quick ride, my sister promptly turned on her “I-can-twist my-big-brother-into-doing- anything-for-me” patented pout. I pulled a set of spoke lights out of my Gurlwagon and we attached them to her rim quickly and were off on another ride.
Her smile as she rode was worth the drive over the Appalachian Hills.
The point is thus: my alter “A” type boi ego would have NEVER thought to outfit anyone else’s bike but his own. Giving and thinking of others seems easier and more natural from my gurl side of the brain. A lot of the fun I’ve had on my past few trips has been due to Brianna and her thought train whenever I slip into gurl mode.
Okies, I have to admit, I also LOVE shopping for and wearing bicycle togs both men’s and women’s. I ran around the metro x-dress almost every time I was astide a bike and no one cared or could tell. I’m also enjoying wearing nighties to bed and pretty much can get away with only having to wear hated men’s shoes when I am home. SO much more comfy!
Anyway girls, gurls, bois and men, this is the first Summer Solstice that I have ever observed with the opportunity to assume a totally female personna during the entire day and I am excited about that.
This could possibly be the first day of a new path. I promise not to yak on and on about paganism in future blogs, but reserve the right to acknowledge it on holidays as I understand them….
Thanks for reading and be good to your inner gurl. She deserves it.
Blessed be~
Brianna Luid
Lowly handmaiden of the goddess
A very happy, joyous and hopefully sex-filled Summer Solstice to all my X-hamster and sissysocial friends, sisters and both faithful readers of the blog!
May the goddess shine her face upon your path.
Being a “born-again” pagan, I try to respect the ancient holidays of my ancestors (as I can decipher or understand them from my bad research) and not to my surprise, I have discovered the strength of responding to that natural rhythm.
Last night, on Mid-Summer’s Night Eve as I was gliding my bicycle down a tree-lined darkened path lit with fireflies, I realized I had gone the entire day without mourning. My first such day since February 5.
The fireflies were wonderful and I rode that particular trail three or four times to enjoy them. It was tranquil and beyond gorgeous. I plan to take the day and prepare for my annual firefire shoot tonight.
I have been on the road again with a trip across the Mighty Mississippi, over the Appalachian Hills and to the Eastern Seaboard. I took my city bike, loaded it with lights (five systems) and proceeded to keep riding everyday. Even if it was just in the parking lots of the hotels. When I got to DC, I to fixed my sister’s light system (upgraded) added lights to my nieces bike ( 5 systems including rim lights) and we did some night riding….
Which after seeing her daughter’s and my lit-up machines on a quick ride, my sister promptly turned on her “I-can-twist my-big-brother-into-doing- anything-for-me” patented pout. I pulled a set of spoke lights out of my Gurlwagon and we attached them to her rim quickly and were off on another ride.
Her smile as she rode was worth the drive over the Appalachian Hills.
The point is thus: my alter “A” type boi ego would have NEVER thought to outfit anyone else’s bike but his own. Giving and thinking of others seems easier and more natural from my gurl side of the brain. A lot of the fun I’ve had on my past few trips has been due to Brianna and her thought train whenever I slip into gurl mode.
Okies, I have to admit, I also LOVE shopping for and wearing bicycle togs both men’s and women’s. I ran around the metro x-dress almost every time I was astide a bike and no one cared or could tell. I’m also enjoying wearing nighties to bed and pretty much can get away with only having to wear hated men’s shoes when I am home. SO much more comfy!
Anyway girls, gurls, bois and men, this is the first Summer Solstice that I have ever observed with the opportunity to assume a totally female personna during the entire day and I am excited about that.
This could possibly be the first day of a new path. I promise not to yak on and on about paganism in future blogs, but reserve the right to acknowledge it on holidays as I understand them….
Thanks for reading and be good to your inner gurl. She deserves it.
Blessed be~
Brianna Luid
Lowly handmaiden of the goddess
6 år sedan
