The Years Just Get Shorter

Well, we are wrapping up another year. It is true that the older you get the faster they go. Like a blink of the eye and another year has passed. Another baby had been born and another loved one has died. Another year of broken hearts and the starting a new love affair which seems wonderful. Another year of working myself to exhaustion, another year of trying new medical treatments to avoid a complete hysterectomy.
All in all it was a great year for me. I got to go on so many wonderful trips like New York and Carmel. I saw so many wonderful things like double rainbows and naked men on a nude beach. I turned 40 and had an amazing beautiful stripper given to me as a surprise. I dated, new and old men and I had a blast. I live in a place that is relatively safe and secure. The air I breath is for the most part clean and so is my water. I am lucky to say I lived in a healthy environment this year, not everyone can say that.
My year started in such confusion and sadness. I was so unhappy in my relationship and so scared about my job security. I was in a hole of despair and unhappiness, everything around me was dark and I didn’t shine at all. My life is still not perfect. I am not sure where my love and I will end up. I am not sure what will happen with my job. i am not sure if everyone I love will be around next year. But, I am healthy and happy. I am doing my best to just enjoy the moments as they come to me. I hope you all had a wonderful 2013. I will talk to you all next year.
Just another year in LoLa-land


Talking to the Dead

I am starting to come to the realization that I can hear dead spirits talking to me. I have had so many different experiences where the spirit world has affected my physical life. I even have my dead loved ones still getting on me about the things they got on me about when they were alive.
My nana comes to me and holds me frequently. I can feel her around me, not her physical touch but her energy. My sister recently was screaming at me to tell her son something. Something she wanted him to stop doing. I never said a word to him because I felt it was just a dream but I did tell her mom about it and she confirmed with me that what she wanted me to say to him was spot on. This was a trip to me that I was right and that what I heard was probably a message from my sister and not a dream. But my sister and I were always close so I figured I could just hear her because of our bond.

But, then a friend of mine came over recently after being at a funeral for a teacher of hers. She was so devastated over his loss and felt like giving up in her studies and all I could hear besides her, was a sad man saying, “She has so much talent. She has to keep going. She will be amazing.” I didn’t know if I was losing my mind or not. So, I just said to her, “didn’t he think you had a lot of skill? Would he want you to stop?”
“NO” she cried, “he said I had natural talent”.
I had no bond with this man. I had never met him before. But, I swear I heard him. He was so upset about her being so torn. He was desperate to let her know Not to Stop Training!

When I was married I heard my ex boyfriends mom telling me take care of him. I hadn’t seen him in over a decade and didn’t even know how to spell his last name to look for him. I was so perplexed by the message, so I moved on with my life and let it go. He and I are now back together and we have been pivotal to one another for awhile. I hear her words all the time now, reminding me to “take care of his sweetheart”.

I can pin point a moment when a spirit saved my life. I was asleep at my ex boyfriends house. It was a cabin heated by a wood stove in the bedroom. My ex was a drunk and one night before passing out he took a lit log out of the stove because it was too big to close the stove door. I didn’t know it was on fire and neither did I.
While I was sleeping I was dreaming about an older mothering woman who was coaxing me with her soft voice, stroking my hair and rubbing my shoulders. “Wake up LoLa. You need to wake up.” I woke up feeling really groggy and had no idea who the woman was. But I soon found out the cabin was filled with smoke from the smoldering log that lay on his bricks
Once things settled down, we had most of the smoke cleared out, I tried to go back to sleep I remembered my dream and the sweet older lady and realized it was a message. I believe it was his recently departed grandma whom I had never met, trying to save our lives. I am so thankful for her waking me and I often wonder if my dead loved ones were there that night as well?
Do I dare say I am psychic? But then aren’t we all in some way shape or form? Am I psychic or do I just hear dead people? Isn’t that different? I don’t mind at all, I just wish I felt more secure in the messages I get.
Oh well just another day in LoLa-Land

I Am Beautiful

I am the smooth skin that surrounds my strong bones
Suckling softness for which I alone own

I am the tall figure you can see through the crowd
Standing so straight a mother would be proud

I am my curly mane of golds and red
Men have longed for me in their beds

I am the melody you hear through all other sounds
My song can tempt the angriest baby to lie down

I am my kissable pink and puckering lips
Quick with the comments, compliments and quips

I am the intelligent woman you can take home
In any conversation I am able to hold my own

I am the sweetheart making sure your needs are met
The woman of your dreams you thought you’d never get

I am always waiting for morning dew
I am beautiful and so are you

Coloring Project – The Frog


2010 Summer Reading List

Sookie Stackhouse, the complete stories A touch of Dead
Finger Prints & Facelifts
His First Wife, Gracce Octavia
The promise of happiness, Justin Cratwright
Silk & Shadows
The Honey Thief
The marriage
Ya ya Sisterhood book # 3
The Other Boleyn Girl
Wishful Drinking, Carrie Fisher
3 book flower series by Nora Roberts
The Kept woman
Twlight book # 4
twlight book #3

Coloring Project – The Swan