When She is out on a beautiful and sunny Sunday afternoon, yet She had so enthusiastically appointed

When She is out on a beautiful and sunny Sunday afternoon, yet She had so enthusiastically appointed you as Her Royal Shoe-Rack for the day, it slowly but surely settles in Your head what Your Goddess had said the other day, that if You wish to be an object for Her, just a tool to be used for Her comfort and leisure, then I should start realizing that objects are less important. Or was it that objects had no importance?