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Goddess: Ganesha (Hindu)
Dolly Description: a trunk and elephant ears.
Heart Contents: Ganesha incense specially crafted by Mystickal Tymes.
Often associated with: Remover of Obstacles, Gate Opener
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"Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.
He's going the distance."
Cake, "Going the Distance"
Now, I know that this is a Goddess dolly site, but who can resist his tuskedness? Besides, Ganesha is not just a boy, he's an elephant.
One of Ganesha's stories (as told by Lilith Maeve):
My brother just thought he was so smart. Our parents told us that we were old enough to be married. Of course, nothing is ever that simple. They thought we would squabble too much about who got what for what if they didn't think of a way to separate us out. So they told us whoever got around the world first gets to get married first.
And you know what that means, whoever gets married first gets the better wedding and more attention. Maybe even the better bride(s).
When your parents pick your spouse, it's important to make sure that they don't saddle you with someone who has the personality and charm of a wet dishrag. An eternity is a long time to put up with the equivalent of, "This one time . . .in band camp . . .:"
So my brother gets into his supped up peacock blue Camaro with a loud whoop and peels out of there like a bat out of hell.
Well, crap. I was always more of a spend my Saturday at the library kind of guy than "I'ma go to the garage and work on my baby" type. How was I going to win this?
I decided to take a bath to think about it for a little bit. Bubbles have a way of clearing your head. And then I had it! I put on my bathrobe and went into the kitchen where my mom and dad were reading the Sunday Times together, having their last cup of coffee for the morning. I walked around the table all silly like I used to when I was little and bowed to them.
They looked at each other and my mom giggled and my dad grinned.
"Baby, you haven't even left the house yet!" my mother scolded.
"Mummy. Dad. To me you are my world," I smiled my big responsible son smile. My dad came over and ruffled my hair.
"Okay, you suckered your pushover parents. You win," he said.
They were in such a good mood, well, how can I be bored with two lovely brides to keep me company?
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