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Welcome my friends of Steemit. Many people deride that there are spirits and those who can see and interact with them, whether they want to or not. These types of people only accept as truth what other people have told them to be true whether from a lecture, book, video, or some other type of media. It is like these types of people want a life of plausible deniability in case anything happens that they just do not understand. I know you are not like that.

There are many types of love including spirit love that are very fulfilling. Just like there are many types of relationships some of which we all know are not fulfilling and are even deadly. Some would say that it is all just imagination and maybe sometimes it is one’s own mind interacting with what one really wants. It is the kind of adventure I will take you on, love with a soul mate that is only a soul, a person dispossessed of their body who looks for love missed in life with the living. May you enjoy the livery and finery of what your eyes will imagine will happen. Oh, and the real weird part - this woman is actually alive somewhere and she is a living muse.

Spirit Lover 1.3

At the time years ago after a long time of things going not quite right, things still went well near enough that I thought I might be able to build a dream house. I have had five years of studying architecture so with my building experience I could envision what was possible.

Because it would be my house and I did not have the money it was okay to dream about the house and live in the house within my mind. I suppose some people would think that it should be called a fantasy but then I still might build this house. Someday building this house might be a real possibility.

Decades ago, when I was in the army at Fort Sill, Oklahoma, a high ranking general decided to retire in Lawton. On a hill, he built the most magnificent house. The centerpiece and located in the center of this mansion was a copper dome about four stories high. He might have built the dome 50 feet to the top and the dome appeared to be about forty feet in diameter. It was absolutely breathtaking the way the center column that supported the dome rose up between two equal wings with gabled roofs.

That was my inspiration but what I wanted was a little bit different. Instead of a dome, I wanted a thick, clear Plexiglas that was flat and angled for drainage over the entire top of the column. I also intended southerly facing 3/12 pitched roofs over each wing. The wings would be wider than the column all the way around for passage. The wings would have at least two floors above ground.

In the basement directly below the column and the giant skylight would be a swimming pool at least twelve feet deep. The idea was any kids, and me the biggest kid, could jump off the floors at the height they desired into the pool. I also intended to have a water slide curl halfway around the inside of the column. Stairs on the other side of the column from the water slide.

I intended for the whole house to be made from concrete dyed desert yellow/green. Maybe I would fresco the inside and outside of the house with different colors or some such thing over the years. Certainly there would be some woodwork. I wanted the entire roof covered in solar panels and oh yes; there was a Jacuzzi in the basement.

Yes, it was a grand dream to be sure and I could see the nieces, nephews, and my own kids playing in the pool throughout the year. It is very cold here in the winter sometimes as the elevation is a bit over 5,000 feet.

I would sit there and run all the mechanical. Design and move the doors. The rooms and change the entryway. I could not decide if I wanted the garage attached to the house or whether or not the cars would be on the same level of the pool.

So, I went through many a year in my mansion that I would get. Well by now I had no illusions of a mansion but the house would be very large compared to the houses I have owned or lived in. I used to dream about exactly what I would do and I even began drawings and calculations.

One day, for whatever reason, I was in my house alone just relaxing there, seeing what I wanted, feeling what I wanted, forcing my mind to really like what I wanted so that I could get that house. Someone knocked at the main door at the east entrance. Up on the second floor, I descended to see who was there. I opened the door and said,

"Hello?"

As I opened the door it turned out to be winter and she stuttered with cold clad in a long black wool overcoat and black boots, while the snow blew and cold hit me with a blast, "My c-c-c-ar is stuck in the s-s-snow." She said as she held her arms clenched around her to try and contain any warmth that was left.

"Come in." I said and looked out, the snow was deep and there was no way I could plow it. She immediately rushed in and I shut the door behind her as she stamped her boots to knock off the snow. These were heeled dress boots that must have reached her knee not the kind of boots to trek through what was out there. "You won't be leaving here for a while because of this storm."

"T-t-that's-s-s fine. I am so c-c-cold." She jumped to try to warm herself.

She wore a black faux fur hat, still covered in snow and ice. I could not see much of her or her age. I reached out to touch her face, which was barely exposed, "Oh my," I said, "You are like ice. How far did you walk?"

"A-a-at leas-s-se two miles. I do not feel w-w-warm e-e-e-ven though I am i-i-in-side." She was shivering uncontrollably.

"I have a Jacuzzi and it is heated. I think you will be helped by that immediately. Can you walk to it, it is downstairs?"

"Y-y-yes-s-s."

"Follow me." I started to turn but saw that she was at the last of her strength and could not do more than jump or shiver. "Wait, I'll take your arm." I took her arm but in the end, I had to pick her up and carry her downstairs to the Jacuzzi. She was very light to me and I would not say she weighed even a hundred and thirty pounds while still ice. She did however shiver.

I arrived with her at the Jacuzzi and set her on her feet but then quickly helped her to sit. She could no longer stand and I think she was about ready to die or lose consciousness. "I will have to undress you." She just nodded maybe 20 times and I removed her boots and socks first. Then I took off her hat then coat. Her hair loosed from her shaking and I saw that she was not even thirty years old. If she was older that she did not look it.

I quickly removed the rest of her clothes pants which were gauchos first but left her panties on. I moved her over to the water so she could put her blue feet and legs in the water. She wore a sweater and underneath some sort of dance skin type top. She had trouble putting her feet in the water and keeping them there for the first minute or so but after that,

"O-o-o-h T-t-thank y-y-y-ou." She had her legs all the way in the water and was still shivering uncontrollably but I know she felt the warmth from the water. "This top is expensive and my hands and arms are still frozen." She stuttered and still shook with shivers.

I removed the top which snapped between her legs and was long sleeved. It was some sort of thermal underwear but not much good in a storm like this fully exposed. I slid her into the water, "Can you balance yourself or do you need to be supported so you do not drown?"

"G-g-great. B-b-be all right."

I picked up her clothes and carried them to a lounge chair nearby. I kept the pants and shirt away from the coat and hat. Everything was soaked and smelled. She must have sweat walking through that deep snow and once that happened she was lucky to be alive. I knew it was -30 F without the wind chill and the wind was maybe gusting at thirty miles an hour. When I finished arranging her clothing I returned to her, "All right?"

She nodded in response.

"Do you want coffee, tea, cocoa, some broth?" I asked.

"Whatever you have that is hot. I think I would have died if you had not been home. Thank you." She still shivered but was not as wracked. Her mousy blond hair was shoulder length and lovely.

"I will turn on the jets before I leave to get you some coffee." I thought I saw her nod in response but it was hard to tell. I turned on the jets and turned the temperature up from 100 to 108. She moaned with pleasure when the jets bubbled. I went up stairs to get some coffee.

There was half a pot and it was fairly fresh. I poured the coffee in one of those mugs made for driving with the screw on top. I grabbed a bottle of diet soda, opened it and slipped in a lemon wedge. Drinks hand in hand, I followed the path downstairs to the Jacuzzi.

"I have the coffee." She had sunk into the Jacuzzi so that only her nose poked out and her eyes. I knew she could not hear me. I saw she wore gold or gold plated fine ladies watch with a slim leather band. I touched her arm and she stuck her head up and put her hand down to the edge of the masonry seat. "I forgot to remove your watch."

"Oh my," She quickly removed the watch and handed it to me. I gave her the coffee,

"I hope black is all right."

She nodded but handed me a pendant that looked real and expensive before taking the coffee from my hand, "I am Rachel, thanks again for saving me."

"Pleasure to meet you Rachel and I am Artie or Art." I said my name. She took a sip of coffee,

"Wonderful." She said after swallowing and drank some more. "Perfect and thanks again."

"Rachel you do not have to thank me for everything. We will be trapped until the plows come out here, which could be a week."

"Will I be able to make a call to notify people?" Rachel asked.

"You should but I only have a cell out here and it does not work down here. It does not work well in storms either. If it is important, I can make a call for you or try until you are recovered." She still shook a little, every once in a while there was still an involuntary jerk,

"Anyone I need to notify will have to wait a while." Rachel smiled and her smile was lovely if not still a bit strained, "I am going to dunk myself down again if that is all right with you."

"I turned it up to 108 degrees. Mind if I join you?"

"Please turn it up all the way." Rachel said, "It is your Jacuzzi please join me." She slid into the water, "Ah, you saved my life and I know it."

I turned up the Jacuzzi to 112 degrees and reset the timer. I then headed up to my bedroom for some trunks and towels. On the way up, I decided to make another pot of coffee.

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