Mermaid in the Sun
for a Snack and Sweet Red Roo Yellowtail
Photography Copyright ©2013 Cynthia Martz
I really should have been involved in Investigative Journalism. I seem to be able to sort and find hidden things.
I am intrigued at the moment with the In Session trial of Jodi Arias. Many similarities to Casey Anthony.
This came to me today in a message:
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Now it is time to focus on going deeper into knowing.
Look to share what you’ve learned in a way that encourages growth in others.
You may find the truth becoming oddly important and find yourself compelled to be bluntly honest.
Your intuition will heighten, or at least your awareness of intuitive insights.
Whole book loads of information could be downloaded into your consciousness now.
Suddenly you just know things- you may not be able to prove how you know them, you just do. “Something is happening here. What it is ain’t exactly clear”.
Be honest in your communications. This authenticity is what creates trust, and trust is something you can have if you open your heart.
Take emotional risks and while you heal your world you make it easier for others to heal theirs- no effort goes wasted Scorpio.
Stand tall in your power.
The new you is learning to live a life without secrets.
Surrounding yourself with people you don’t need to hide from.
The phoenix rising from the ashes is one of your symbols, along with the scorpion and the Eagle.
You are no stranger to the dark side of life.
You are drawn to the crises points as this is where true growth occurs.
Associated with sexual energy, Scorpio loves to get Involved, going down deeper, coming up dirtier, and laying bare anything that lies hidden there.
Another great post on one of my favorite subjects.
Minnie is almost ten. She celebrates on Heart Day, the 14 th.
She is petite, soft, cuddly and lovable purrfection.
She has always allowed me to throw her over my shoulder or carry her in my arms.
Her tale rattles like a snake with out the sound. I call her rattle tail.
She has a Om sound she makes. It, rather emanates on its own. It is the primal sound of the universe.
China is called Curley Tail. She is almost two.
China is more aloof. She bullies poor Minnie.
She speaks too me…sounds French and I do not comprehend the language. I swear it sounds like “Hello” She chatters non-stop at times.
Yesterday she finally allowed me to cut her razor sharp talons that were a hazard to herself and others.
They both are my babies. They share there Den with a brother called Shy Guy. His sister Cinnamon Swirl went to Rainbow Bridge in 2010.
The fear of burning forever in a fiery grave without the hope of eternal bliss has put FEAR in place of Love in man’s hearts.
If you’re a religious person, it’s easy to convert and become a spiritual person, but if you’re a spiritual person, there is no way in hell, that you would ever think about becoming a religious person.
It would be like finishing college and then starting kindergarten all over again. Once you shed your religious skin, you will never go back.
I for one among many am not in denial, I am very much AWAKE and I will never go back to the pits of that organization called the Watchtower.
May my Mother rest in eternal peace awaiting the New Earth she was promised. Oh and Only 144,000 going to Heaven…please don’t get me started on that one.
I have always said “Anyway the wind blows as long as it isn’t any where near a Kingdom Hall “.
The teachings of this organization have led so many down the wrong path and all for the wrong reasons.
Our family was totally destroyed by the so called unconditional love showed within the organization.
We tried to get our loved ones to truly see the light and they were told we were liars and apostates.
They were not allowed to even ask questions for fear of being reprimanded.
I am not here to bash anyone. I do not think a person’s belief system should be ridiculed.
It is after all there life and there future.
Religion has become obsolete. The Popes are corrupt, The little
Lambs are being raped and plundered by pedophiles within.
Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
Its good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.
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My blog will be 2 years old in October this year.
Slow Mode February.
Nothing pressing on my mind to blog about, writers lament I suppose.
This am I was missing the cushioned insert in my shoes I wear because of my ongoing Plantar fasciitis problem.
I assumed wrongly that one of the cats had treated it like a furry mouse and confiscated it too places unknown.
I found it in my other shoe sitting on top of its insert.
I am having my morning ritual. Chock Full of Nuts dark Satin java.
It is my morning wake-up.
Interesting tib bit. When my mama passed in 2004, I placed one of her small porcelain dolls she called “Marjorie” in an air tight glass container. She was wrapped in my mama’s scarf that smelled of her signature perfume (Chanel #5)
The doll’s face was peeking through.
I decided I wanted to smell her so I carefully removed the air tight top. I anticipated memories of the scent of her.
Let’s just say her essence had dissipated some time ago.
Today is Downton Abbey Marathon Day. I have several shows recorded and Sunday’s seem the perfect day to relax and enjoy them.
I have found a new toy. It is so easy and no worries with codecs and other problems with burning DVD’s and CD’s. I have too many coasters as is. Recordings that flopped so too speak.
Freemake is awesome. Last night I burned a DVD of some favorite UTUBES perfectly. No codec issues, no problems at all.
Big Kudos to the makers of this wonderful pain-free application.
Heart Day is almost upon us. I am baking Four of my specials this year.