The sweet woman who was my tenant of nine years passed away this afternoon.  My prayers are with her and her family.  The good news is the doctor discovered the mass in her lung just 30 days ago and ordered her in the hospital right away. She said she’d smoked for 40 years and figured it just caught up with her. Last week she learned it was lung cancer and lymphoma – so she didn’t suffer or worry for too long.  We’ll meet again.

The end of death as we know it: What the crossing over experience is like as reported by those who have passed

Has anyone noticed this besides me?  On Facebook, there’s this silly post going around,  it says, “Go to your profile. Look to your left. First 7 friends are your Zombie Apocalypse Team. Here’s mine.”  Then you list them in the order they appear.  Mine were:
Sidekick: Tim Tedana
Heavy Weapons: Robert Goldberg
The idiot that survives: Morgana Starr
The Sniper: Miro Posavec
The one that loses it: Julie Hall
The Brains: Raymond Hines III
The First to Die: Sharon Greene

I don’t know what the name Zombie Apocalyse refers to exactly, a movie or game, but I get the drift. I didn’t think too much about the post I made, except thought it was funny that Morgana Starr was The Idiot Who Survives.   LOL   She would be.  Then, as friends began posting on their Walls, I began taking delight in who each had as The Idiot Who Survives and I began to see a pattern. Continue reading →

Sunday I worked all day and evening on final layout for the September issue of Horizons Magazine.   I didn’t even go over to the rental, so I could stay focused.  That’s the only problem with being self employed and being my own boss – since I can do anything I want, I have to discipline myself to stay focused on priorities.  A lot of what I do has a deadline or appointment time, so I  use those as guidelines.  Friends see me off and on Facebook all day and think I goof off all the time.  Ok, I do, but I’m also in between phone calls and appointments, or I’m rebooting the main computer or I’m taking a break from a job whose deadline is just days or hours away.  I’ve always got days worth of info floating around in my head waiting to be thought upon and pondered when I get free thought time.  If I’m typing and reading, part of my head stays open for the pondering list to run in the background.  If  I’m talking and listening, it’s not.   That’s why I can play on Facebook when I won’t make time to chitchat on the phone. Continue reading →

I got an email yesterday after blogging about a tummy bug last week and nicotine poisoning this week.  The writer asked, “I’m confused.  Why do you  ever get sick since you always write about being spiritual and knowing how to attract your reality?”   I get asked questions like that all the time.  Being spiritual doesn’t mean you don’t get sick, it means you act and react in a conscious way when you do.   I attract way more wellness than sickness, way more good than bad, way more joy than aggravation.  I have no complaints whatever.   As far as getting sick, I figure stuff is always moving through my body and if I’m being a little too resistant (consciously or unconsciously) then it’ll linger a day or so. Everything moves on quickly enough, so I don’t think of it as a problem.  In reality, what we call “sick” is just our body’s reaction to expelling a toxin. A diagnosis is just a snapshot in time and our symptoms are usually the cleansing stage.   Now that I know what it is, I’ve learned not to be afraid and think it’s the beginning stage of some scary, big illness.  I’ve learned to accept the symptoms and love them because that means the ick is on its way out.   Continue reading →

Nine years of nicotine stains, this fixture had a light cover

I wrote yesterday I am cleaning my rental home of nicotine.   I believe I’ve now cleaned enough nicotine from the front bathroom that I can begin actually cleaning the room.  It’s remarkable how much nicotine comes off the walls, even after several washes with Fabulouso cleaner.   I’ll continue to wash all surfaces each morning until it’s all gone.  Last night I could smell the nicotine on my fingers and in my lungs.  I’m not a hater, if people want to smoke they should smoke and it rarely bothers me.  But I’m talking here about the physical effects on the interior of a building.  And it didn’t occur to me until today that I really should have worn gloves the whole time I had my bare hands in it. Continue reading →

Nine years of nicotine stains, this fixture had a light cover

Today was dedicated to thorough toothbrush cleaning of every surface in the front bedroom of my rental unit at Holiday Park with Fabulouso cleaner.   Look what years of nicotine smoke can do – and yes the light fixture had a cover on it until now.   The ceiling was primed yesterday with stain killer, then painted.  I can’t really complain though.  My tenant lived there for 9 years, she was the ideal tenant, paid rent on time and asked for minimal repairs.  Even the dozens of cigarette burn holes were on the carpet that she put down.   There was the matter of me finding that underneath both bathroom sinks, the shelves had all but crumbled due to some water leak in the past.  I wrote on Facebook, “And it’s deja vu all over again in the front bathroom cabinet under the sink. This crumbling set of shelves my tenant never told me about. I’ll have my friend and master craftsman Tod McNeal check it out. ”   Continue reading →

I went to Holiday Park since the painter called early and said he could paint today instead of tomorrow.  I’d planned to sleep all day and recupe from my earlier tummy bug this week, but that was not to be.  While I was there and lay on the floor for a break, I looked up and saw the ceilings and freaked.  My tenant was a smoker and, after 9 years, the ceiling in two rooms had a fine yellow layer of nicotine.  It was easy to tell because she’d removed a wall about 4 years ago (! – yes, I know…) and I could see the difference in color between where the air was exposed to smoke and where it had not been.  So besides cleaning and painting, all the switch plates and wall receptacles and smoke detectors, etc. will be replaced now, too.  The new tenant deserves a fresh place with a fresh look.  Plus, it’s good feng shui! Continue reading →

I talk to a lot of people.   During the day I take Horizons Magazine calls and evenings I do about 40 spiritual consultations or psychic readings a month.   Since so many people tell me snippets of their personal life, it’s easy for me to see patterns that most others wouldn’t.  There are always patterns going on, because we’re all on this path together.  Lately I’ve had several people tell me they’ve been diagnosed with Crohn’s disease or inflammatory bowel syndrome, fibromyalgia, and Asperger’s.

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Rita Karpie

Melbourne Beach, FL, Mayor Rita Karpie, passed Wednesday night.  There will be a “Celebration of Life” in her honor Saturday July 23, 2011, at 6:30 pm at the Melbourne Beach Community Center.  Bring pictures, memories and stories.  Rita taught during a 30-year span at Brevard Community College, where she worked full-time as an assistant professor of biology.  She coordinated Indian River Lagoon coastal cleanup campaigns and led students in removing invasive plants from Space Coast parks.   She has always been a dedicated advocate of human rights and environmental issues.  She made positive contributions to the lives of countless students and touched the lives of  the community in meaningful and lasting ways.  She was truly a gift to our community. Rita will be deeply missed. She really did make a difference. Continue reading →

Domino has a reputation for being a ladies man who presents himself to fragile women as a guru of sorts. Note: I have never dated this man. At the time of this writing, his typical m.o. is to approach mutual female friends in a spiritual/social setting, and tell them he can heal them of their childhood trauma with his own brand of energy work.  He won’t disclose who he’s formerly trained with nor what technique he uses. He’s a handsome guy, he’s single, he can be charming and witty.  He schedules private and group sessions and the students end up being pitted against each other from behind the scenes with favoritism and outcasting due to sexual relationships he asks them to keep secret.  I know because through the last dozen years I’ve done readings for people who have been involved with him and his classes (including 2 he was “engaged” to) and heard their experience.  Each thought they were planning a future together. He  comes off like a sexual predator, and that is what he’s known for.  When I mentioned it to him once, he laughed if 0ff as being “their problem and maybe that’s what he’s here to fix.”  It’s not my job to police what anyone else is doing nor determine what their karma with anyone might be.    Their own momentum will catch up with them soon enough. I know how tempting it can be to have a handsome, engaging man in front of you spouting spiritual truths and telling you they can heal you.  The chemistry you feel means there’s a lesson to learn.  Chemistry does not necessarily mean you’re found The One.   The lesson might be: if you knew he was doing this with ten other women at the same time, all behind the scenes, saying the same words, making the same plans as soul mates for a future together, would that impact his value to you as a teacher?  If all the rest was a lie to keep you as a paying student he could have sex with, is the lesson worth the weekly tuition? Just some food for thought.

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