Wonderland: Virtual Adultery and Cyberspace Love January 30, 2008
Posted by citril in adultery, Alexius Cove, BBC2, cyberspace love, Don Aster, family, forgiveness, parenting, Real Life, Second Life, sim, SL, TV, virtual reality.add a comment
This programme was aired last night on BBC2 Scotland (it airs tonight in the rest of the UK).
It is about a 37yr old wife and Mum of four, Carolyn, and explores an affair that she is having in SL. The blurb says, ‘She’s spending up to 18 hours a day with her lover, and her husband is in despair. But the extraordinary thing about this affair is that Carolyn’s lover is man she has never met. Because he’s not a human being. He’s an avatar (or computer generated figure), who exists only in the virtual world of Second Life. And their relationship exists only in cyberspace.’ Carolyn travels from the USA, 5000 miles to London to meet Elliot, the creator of the avatar with whom she has fallen in love, to see if the relationship can work in RL … despite her husband’s objections.
I know that many people are unhappy with their lot in life, with their choices, but in my mind an affair in SL (even if you don’t go on to meet the RL alter ego) is as bad and as wrong as a RL affair. I cannot understand what would lead a woman to leave her family behind to explore whether there is something better with someone she has never seen or met. How her husband was as understanding as he was I will never know!
Anyway – I had more thoughts, but I’ll come back to it … RL beckons!!!
In my own SL life, I have moved home to Alexius Cove which is linked with the North Bound sim, owned by Don Aster. I’m looking forward to getting established in my new home and to hopefully helping out at North Bound.
Letting You Go September 17, 2007
Posted by citril in baby, Christianity, family, loss, love, miscarriage, pain, parenting, pregnancy, Real Life, remembrance, sorrow.2 comments
| I am as much a part of my RL counterpart as she is of me … so this is why she is posting the following here …… LETTING YOU GO
… by Bon Jovi It ain’t no fun lying down to sleep I drove all night down streets that wouldn’t bend It’s hard, so hard – it’s tearing out my heart Now the sky, it shines a different kind of blue It’s hard, so hard – it’s tearing out my heart Now some tarot card shark said I’ll draw you a heart It’s hard, it’s hard, it’s hard, so hard *************************************** Ok … this is the blog I’ve been trying to write for some time now … it’s 3am … I’ve finished my wine … I’ve been listening to Bon Jovi for 3 hours now … and I found the song that has finally brought me to th point where I can write it. It is so hard …. my heart is tearing in two … tears stream down my face. I guess when I finally write it down there will be a sense of finality to it. Many of you will know what a miracle Charis was to us .. the miracle of conceiving her and then the miracle of my surviving against grave odds. Well, at the beginning of the Summer I discovered that God had blessed us with another miracle … I had fallen pregnant again and hadn’t realised. But this time there were complications from the start. We spent the whole Summer going back and forward to the hospital as our baby, that tiny life growing within me, fought to survive. And, man, did it fight! On the evening of Sunday 29th July 2007 I was sitting watching Songs of Praise and a song came on with the lyrics ‘The Lord gives, the Lord takes away, blessed be His Name’ …. we were due for another scan the next day, something which had become routine for us … but it was then that I knew that our baby had died. The Lord had given us this little life, this little soul for a short time, and now the Lord had taken her (I seem to think of the baby as her) home. Mum had traveled up to be with us, but it was with heavy heart that I lay down for the scan the next day. Though I still clung on to the merest shred of hope, my fears were confirmed – since the last scan, 2 weeks previous, the baby had died. Tuesday 31st July, morning found us sitting in Ward 8, waiting for me to go into theatre …. but this time they weren’t delivering a healthy baby. I would have been 3 months pregnant that day. On Saturday we attended an annual service of remembrance for those who have lost babies through miscarriage or still birth. We had named our baby Alex – her name is recorded in the book of remembrance in Raigmore Chapel – we lit a candle for her on Saturday, and shed more tears for our loss. It is so very hard … and it is tearing my heart out. I know she is in a better place …. Charis saw the angel come and take her away, and I have had in my mind’s eye the vision of her in Jesus’ arms, being cared for by those whom we know have passed on into eternity. But it is so very hard … I miss her so much … it is so very hard to let go. I miss her .. I miss her little being growing inside me. And I will spend the rest of my life missing her, as will Andrew and my family. I know that she plays with the angels and the saints in Paradise, that her eyes look upon the face of our Lord, and I know we will be with her again one day. I know the tears will stop flowing one day … but for now I let them flow …. I don’t care who sees them … it is hard letting go. |
An angel's life 