Tuesday, September 6, 2011

A Light in the Dark - Meeroos Inspire and Heal

With all of the negativity that has besieged the Meeroo community and Catherine having to defend herself, her product, and everything else good about the roos, I wanted to share a story of a friend's recent journey. Along the way, she found some Meeroos and they melted her heart. 


Here is her post from her Facebook that she has graciously allowed me to repost here.


Angelika's Story - in her own words:


For the Love of a Meeroo



by Angelika Courtois on Monday, August 8, 2011 at 4:51am
November 2010 changed my life in many ways. I was diagnosed with a tumor and the subsequent journey left me somewhere at the edge of evaluating what was important in life.

Mind you, I have been living my awesome life just as I wanted, but that specific journey, and everything that came with it, left a serious side affect … emotions, open emotions, emotional responses to things. You would have to know me in order to understand this statement and how it was a life changing realization – trust me, it was not welcome in any way shape or form.

I struggled with this new found ‘open’ part of my own humanity, but as I am known for just being the type of chicka that tackles issues when they present themselves, so I tackled the new found ‘open emotional’ aspect and assigned its properness within my world. These days I can be found daily sitting in my backyard at dusk, marveling at the sounds, smells and quietness, swallowing hard every single time; I make a point to snuggle and goof about with my Tuxedo Duo every day, truly realizing there is just nothing better than the warm neck of a furbaby, or the wet kisses greeting me in the morning or just about anytime; I give random hugs to my handicapped adult son throughout the day no matter his protests, and I now try not to hide my tears when I cry at those funky moments in a movie. Recently my son turned to me with a puzzled look and asked if I had tears? I nodded and smiled, and he said he did too. We resumed our movie watching as if it was nothing. I have turned into a mush bucket at age 46, but for once, I am ok with it, and I can admit it, openly. I have come a very long way ~chuckles~

So of course, it was only a matter of time before this somehow seeped into other parts of my life. I am more prone to have romantic moments with Chris/tine (Aryon in Second Life) now (that in of itself is hilarious, but that’s another story), or rather, not scoff at them as much … and just in time it seems, a savvy Second Life Resident decided to bring to the grid an ancient story in the form of Meeroos – a mystical creature with a background story (great marketing strategy by the way), that is about as interactive and adorable (life like) as the platform allows it to be.

Pet or Animal craziness has been part of Second Life since I joined in 2005, never getting to me, or somehow moving me to get involved. I own a small interactive Zooby pet (a Boston Terrier) in Second Life; it roams and plays, interacts, it’s cute when you zoom in enough, but still, going ‘gaga’ over it was not in my personality, nor was the pet THAT cute to fall all over it. It sits next to Aryon’s big dog on our land in Second Life, right next to Aryon’s habitat for Bunnies. Now they are cute in a sort of distant approach, the Bunnies, but I hate that they hover, and I, true to form, did not get into ‘them’. I stop by the habitat once a day when I am in Second Life, checking to make sure none have escaped, but it is pretty much Aryon’s thing.

My life, as it were, returned back to its normal rhythm at around the time Relay for Life of Second Life hit the weekend July 16, 2011. I was able to sign in to walk the Caregiver/Survivor lap with Aryon, which showed me from a technical aspect that my now 8meg internet connection in the boonies of Europe (down from 100meg in the city) can handle Second Life. I had recovered medically and psychologically, and started spending more time in Second Life again. Not every day, but almost. Since Aryon and I have a permanent long distance relationship no matter the times we can get together in person, Second Life is our bridge, our home together; it is where we met years ago, it is where we live ‘together’, it is where we get involved together in causes that matter to us – it is where we have friends together from all over the globe and socialize together. So yes, Second Life is a big part of my life and I am glad I can enjoy it again.

I had heard about the Meeroo craze hitting the grid but ignored it, like I always do when I hear about another animal craze. I got back into having a sim – it’s all decorated and designed. I was looking for some additional plants, traveled the grid in search of them. I landed on a sim that looked mystical, but ok, thats nothing new, there are many in Second Life, but what struck me was the design of the plants – superb. I walked around forgetting to turn off my Second Life sound since I had worked on the sim with Ducks for the water. As I turned one corner in the mystical area, I heard some sounds. Like gooing. It was the cutest sound I had heard in Second Life EVER, leading me to find the source.

It got weaker as I walked in one direction, then louder as I turned back. I finally found it and was assaulted with the most adorable moving objects. The sign said they were Meeroos; they had different sizes, different colors, moved, stood, curled up, had facial expressions I think (I did not have to zoom in to see the regular size) and … gooed. OMG, they gooed. I mean really, seriously, they gooed. I never have my sounds on in Second Life unless I am working on the sim with forest animals, it was a fluke it was on as I traveled the grid, and if I had not heard THAT gooing, I would have thought them cute and walked right by them. But I did have the sound on and the combination of their cuteness and their sounds let me to the official Meeroo website where I read the background story, and? You guessed it, I was a goner.

Where do I stand presently on the issue? Thanks to some dear friends of ours in Second Life (Kerrie & Temoren) I own a Meeroo thingy that will give me a baby Meeroo. Like I wanted, its supposed to be from the Scottish Lands, red coated, standard size, female, with a long tail, I think.

And NOW, true to form again, I am afraid to rezz the little mount that would allow me to coax a baby Meeroo … and opening up an emotional journey that I am not sure I am ready for.


http://www.worldofmeeroos.com | Picture Credit: Meeroos Dreams Fan Art @ http://willowdale-estate.net/meeroos/meeroos-dreams.jpg

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