When it has been too long since I have seen my slaves I have to remind them who they belong to. To make sure that they are still loyal to me, despite whatever sad excuses of being "busy" they may try to give, I wrap my hands around their face and ask the hard questions. When threatened with the loss of something so precious as breath, he gets his priorities back in order. My hands are a powerful reminder that nothing is more important than serving me. Rededicate yourself to serving your Goddess and all will be well.