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Reviving the Spiritual Self: Looking at the Positives


After yesterday’s let down I am trying to put on my happy face and get with the program today.  There are too many things to be pleased with in this world today to let one little trouble take me down. My plan is to NOT WORRY today. So this is a list of things I have to be pleased about.

  • My girlfriend, Nancy, from Texas is coming in at around 4:30 today.  She, and one other friend, seriously encouraged me to publish “Red Clay and Roses”.  She is nearly seventy and looks and acts all of fifty years old.  I love her dearly and am looking forward to a fun weeklong visit.
  • I have had a surge in eBook sells. (I am advertising on some new sites.  Something I needed to do a long time ago. And when I drop the price, I can add even more sites.) Not any new reviews yet, but I am hoping.
  • My birthday is tomorrow, and while I deplore aging, having another birthday beats the alternative…which would be dead, so I am happy to be alive and happy to have friends and family to celebrate with.
  • Speaking of birthdays, my husband says he already has a surprise gift for me.  I am a little scared, because one year he gave me a shirt with fish on it.  While it was a nice shirt, it was not exactly what I was expecting considering all of the hype around it.  It was a little difficult to feign excitement when I opened it, but I know he still loves me, and he has done much better on other days.
  • My house is cleaner than it has been in months, Yay!
  • Saturday, I am going on a photo tour of Orlando with Nancy to get some pictures of our beautiful city to post on my blog in the future.  We will probably have lunch at Spice, one of my favorite outdoor restaurants on Lake Eola downtown.
  • I have so much going on in my head about my newest book/series idea that needs to get put down on paper, so I won’t possibly run out of things to do anytime soon.

I have online friends who are more like family, who deeply understand, support, and encourage me.  I am so very grateful for the many blessing that have been bestowed on me. I have a husband, children, grandchildren, and friends who love me. I have a beautiful home with plenty of space for making my guests feel comfortable. I have two of the best doggies in the world for company/companionship throughout what might otherwise be lonely days of writing and pounding away at the keyboard.  The lovely Mexican heather plants that I planted last week are doing very well.  The garden is green and filled with tropical flowers the colors of the rainbow.  The wind has died down, and the weather is lovely at a nice and sunshiny 68 degrees, and promises to improve over the day.  We might even get a beach day before Nancy goes back to Texas.

Why worry? See, life really is good.  What do you have to be grateful for?  I am sure if you examined it closely, you would find a multitude of things, as I have.

Book Review: “Twelve Days: The Beginning” by Jade Reyner

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Today is the last day of National Domestic Violence Awareness Month in the States.  Although there are horrifying statistics relative to domestic violence around the world, they can only begin to show the tip of the iceberg.  Survivors must know that there is support and hope for them. I saved this book review for today as this novel shines a bright light on the abuse which is often tucked away into a dark corner.  I applaud people willing to write on the subject.  Jade Reyner, one of our own WordPress authors, has done just that. It is not my habit to read contemporary romance, but this novel struck a chord with me as a health care provider, because it deals with so many contemporary issues that affect women’s health.   Marriage, romance, desire, love, domestic violence, loss, and hope are explored in a modern day setting.


The book is technically sound, well written and well edited.  Some of the characters are deeply developed and some are superficially shallow, and that is how people in the real world strike me socially, so the novel is most realistic.  The main character is challenged as she examines both her heart and her societal commitments.  It is a love story that involves a lot of pain and growth.

From the very beginning, it is evident that domestic violence, including marital rape, would be prominently featured. Reyner did very well throughout her story, to illustrate the excuses and cover ups that women employ to prevent discovery and deal with the shame.  The viciousness of the cycles and the honeymoon phase play a part to some degree, also adding to the realism. There is quite a bit of slapping around and throwing punches in this fast paced novel.  Reyner also does very well to demonstrate the emotional extremes of both men and women. There are a lot of twists and turns making a rather common plot interesting to me.

The romance that the main character develops, while giving her some sense of joy, increases her shame as she struggles to come to terms with what is important to her.  There are several graphic sex scenes; hot, erotic, and steamy. Interesting to me personally, were the British idioms and colloquialisms.  I would highly recommend this read for those who enjoy contemporary romance, and those who may live, or touch the life of one who lives, in the shadows of domestic violence.  The series promises to carry the reader further on this romantic journey of self discovery.  I give this book 4 stars out of 5.

Childhood Innocence and Ovid’s Myth

I found this picture over the weekend.  It was from when I was innocent enough to believe that black people were black because they had been struck by lightning.  You will have to read the book to get the rest of that story, or at least this old post.  There is such a purity in not knowing.  I don’t have but a couple of pictures of me as a child because foster care wasn’t conducive to keeping up with those and most of my siblings and cousins got what few my grandparents had in their possession.

Susan at six 007

This one is from 1966.  It was before the first real tragedy in my life, when innocence was the essence in the eyes that had cried few real tears.

I was babysitting this weekend and it occurred to me that children are so very innocent.  They only know what they learn as they grow, and each is influenced by their own little world that expands as they mature.  Though not a perfect love, I am reminded of Ovid’s Myth…parental artists, we are, that we could mold them and shape them into perfection, but that doesn’t happen, and it shouldn’t.…reality is that they are formed by their own uniqueness and their own experiences.  They are a gift to us that we give back to the world one day.tumblr_lxpnwvgxVY1rn9t9qo1_r1_500

There are so many avenues for advice these days with access to the internet, other media, and all of the Mommy Blogs.  All we can truly do is to try to teach them sound values and morals, give them something to believe in, and trust that they will find their way.