1) Nature belongs to everyone who loves it, and to no one at all. When
She loved it more than Herself then and only then did She truly own it
and yet cannot claim it. When I love Nature more than myself, then do I
own it and yet can never claim it as my own. And, by the way, there is
more to nature than forest. Check out Lord Agatheis' Temple. His shows
every aspect of nature that you can imagine, and all equally portrayed,
rather than exalting one above the other as some have done.

2) My friends didn't 'leak' guild information, Darryl. Neither did they
'complain', Mistie. They are upset day after day. I ask them what's up,
because I love them. They let me know. Yes, it's rude of me to speak on
public about this and I know there are 100 of you out there groaning and
moaning, "Shut up, Vi." But hey, I'm not here to entertain you, so pass
on by and wait for the next Pots. Point being, if the Guild and the
Little Club of Oakstone would deal with their own problems in the way I
will describe in just a second, there would be no need for 'vindictive'
bitter people like me to dirty up the public boards (thanks for that
adjective Rhakshai, it's a good one).

Solutions?
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a) Has anyone politely asked the other to sit down and speak civilly
with one another about the situation? Being willing to listen to the
other side in return for being allowed to state your own case in a
manner worthy of the faculties graced upon mortalkind?

b) Has anyone had in their heart the motive to help the other and
understand the other, or has there been a spirit of judgement and anger
towards those that were accused of various crimes or disloyalties?

c) Have any of you really wanted to know the truth behind these issues,
or have you wholly leaned on the meager stalks of rumor gleaned in the
destitute field of small-talk?

In all honesty, not hiding behind my pride any longer, I miserably
failed at the point a. And then lead myself down point-b road, but the
wrong way. And finally, arrived at point-c field. I refused to talk to
Gaia, She refused to talk to me. I really just want Oakstone to be the
great Nature-Defender and Nurturer that it was set up to be, free and
void of any taint of politics. And, I truly desire that our words be
those of truth and kindness, or at least civility if no more can be
mustered between us all. In airing the laundry, I do want to fold it up
nicely. And weak, we all are, but someone has to give. I refused to do
it while Gaia was here, but I would even do it now if it were possible,
to save the pain it all caused.

(Ok, no more postings from me, kids)

Penned by my hand on the 7th of Scarlatan, in the year 308 AF.