Anything is Possible!

With Faith, Hope and Perseverance


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Be careful about…

I’m getting so many messages like this one, telling me to slow down the process of publishing my book. Another spoke loud and clear in a horoscope, in a magazine that I never read, except for one night last week when i just happened to pick it up. I’m being guided to look more closely at and revise some of the content in my memoir that I thought was finished, but it’s not, and having to learn patience on a whole new level. Trust the Timing is not just the title of my book. It’s my life lesson. Oh, boy. Another lesson. Thanks, God. I might roll my eyes. I might even stomp my foot. But I’m listening, cause I know who’s running this show.

Sacred Touches

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****Photo by Mandy Disher; text box added by Natalie; collage by Natalie

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Believe In Your Dreams

“When your belief in you and your dream is greater than your belief in other people’s opinions, you will have mastered your life.”    __Johnna Parr

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I use this quote by Johanna Parr in my upcoming book, Trust the Timing.

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Tangible Healing

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It was 16 years ago. The emotional pain was tangible. Like the bottom fell out of my stomach and my head was somewhere far away.

I had believed that “to death do us part” meant that we would grow old together, and travel out west chasing the sunsets.

I was willing to work on it, to do my part, be more attentive, go on vacations, whatever.

But it was too late.

They said it was just acid-reflux that made my chest feel so tight, like a fist closing around my heart.

So I had to learn to take slow deep breaths in between the sobs in the hallway sitting on the hardwood floor when the kids had gone to their dad’s new place.

It took time for the pain to subside into mere sadness. Then there were the cover-up rebounds. The first one a disaster, the second better, but stressful and not a good fit. But at least I was  making progress.

Finally, I learned to work on me, and to trust that God had a plan.

Now, my heart sings a new song, better than any song I could have imagined.

Now, the joy is tangible like the ocean waves  caressing my skin, like a cool breeze on a warm day, or a warm blanket on a cold night.

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I painted this during the cover-up rebounds.

(The broken heart at the top is from pixabay)

This post was written in response to the Just Jot it January prompt: “tangible,” provided by Prajakta at https://anarmchairperfectionist.wordpress.com/

This post is also for TS.

Except for the last two lines, it summarizes Chapter 13 of my Work in Progress.

 

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Carrie Fisher is still teaching me to be brave.

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“If you pretend something long enough, it comes true.” Carrie Fisher

These quotes about confidence and pretending remind me of the expression, “Fake it til you make it.” When we do that, we’re pretending with a purpose. We’re being brave in spite of our fear.

Being brave is one thing Carrie Fisher and Princess Leia had in common.

In  Star Wars, Princess Leia battled the evil empire. In real life, Carrie Fisher battled insecurity, addiction, bipolar disorder, and of course the expectations of Hollywood. At the age of 19, she portrayed a strong, intelligent, no nonsense woman of power in the original Star Wars movie, “A New Hope.” I watched that movie in the theater at least ten times in the late 70s when I was about 21. I was one year older than Carrie who died on Tuesday, December 27th. Like many of my peers, (boomers/sci-fi fans) I thought of her almost like friend, especially after I started watching her interviews.

As she got older Carrie grew wiser. She wrote books which have been on my want-to-read-list for years. I still look forward to reading them. In her interviews, Carrie is hilarious in that feisty, authentic way smart women get when they no longer care so much what people think of them – something I aspire to. I love that she performed her autobiographical play, Wishful Drinking, barefoot.

As Princess Leia and as herself, Carrie Fisher influenced me in ways that I am not even aware of. I do know that she made me braver and still does. As I process my grief  (and consider my own mortality) I’m imagining her cracking jokes and exploring life in a galaxy far far away.

I wish her a good voyage.

In the following interview, Carrie started talking about recovery more in the second half if you want to skip the baring all part.

And in this next interview with Oprah, she talked about her family, electroshock therapy, and healing her relationship with her mother who she partially credited for teaching her to be strong.

After writing this, I read that Carrie’s mother, Debbie Reynolds, died the day after her daughter and that she said she wanted to be with Carrie. As a mother, I understand.  I understand about the worry, the tension, and the closeness of that complicated bond. I’m glad they were able to talk, to come to a better understanding of each other. Now, I hope they are at peace.


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Thank you, Angels!

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Close up of the Guardian Angel on reclaimed wood,  by JoAnne Silvia

I’ve been thinking about angels lately. About how the angel Gabriel appeared to Mary, a young virgin who was engaged to be married. He started out by telling her she was favored. “The Lord is with you, ” he said.

Mary was startled and confused. Who wouldn’t be?

So, Gabriel tried to comfort her before he delivered the big news:

“Do not be afraid, Mary; you have found favor with God. You will conceive and give birth to a son, and you are to call him Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. The Lord God will give him the throne of his father David, and he will reign over Jacob’s descendants forever; his kingdom will never end.”   Luke 1:30-33 NIV

Can you imagine how Mary felt? How Joseph felt? It’s a good thing an angel came to Joseph in a dream and told him, “Joseph son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary home as your wife, because what is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit.” Matt 1:20 NIV

The angels watched over Mary and Joseph and guided them on their difficult journey, giving them strength to persevere.

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Close up of Joseph and Mary in same painting as above by JoAnne Silvia

We don’t usually get angels talking to us, telling us not to be afraid. Or maybe we do. Maybe the urges we get to do something different or try a new path are coming from God’s messengers, but all our technology and distractions make it harder to recognize divine nudges. That doesn’t mean they’re not nudging and trying to protect us, often shaking their heads.

I know angels watched over me in the late 70s when my parents prayed for me constantly  Here’s an excerpt from Trust The Timing:

I still officially lived with my parents, but stayed at Edward’s apartment for days at a time. It was an unstable relationship with petty arguments and periodic break ups. During the break ups, I drove my ‘69 Dodge Dart the hour south to Wilmington to visit Terry and Sally or Caroline. They were all living there in port city/college town at one time or another during the late 70s. Those were some of my wildest weekends leaving me with not-so-fond memories of heaving over somebody’s toilet at two in the morning or wondering if I should be a little more selective about who I ended up in bed with. Yet, there was an element of relative safety being with my high school girlfriends who would have my back if things got too far out of control. Not to say that I was always safe, but thankfully, there was no permanent damage. The angels must have been run ragged.

Thanks again, angels!

Fast forward to this century and I get the nudge: “I’m supposed to be painting angels,” a thought that came to me several years ago. When I started to actually paint angels, which was the least I could do, the angels danced.

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Angel in a Green Dress is on the opposite side of the reclaimed wood I used to paint the Guardian Angel and Joseph and Mary above.

Maybe when my high school sweetheart decided to pick that particular June day in 2011 to look for me on Facebook, after not hearing from in 39 years, maybe an angel nudged him along, because it was time.

Maybe angels are nudging me to write this blog post.

But enough thinking! Sometimes thinking too much might distract us from feeling spiritual nudges. So here’s a video that makes me giggle. I hope you enjoy it.

The kids read the story and the grownups act it out.


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Four Years Ago…

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December 1, 2012

 

I never would have imagined that at the age of 56, after twenty years of marriage and the unexpected divorce that brought me to my knees, after the rebound from hell followed by the rebound from purgatory, and after five years of celibacy when I almost gave up on romance, that I would end up marrying the love of my life.

God had a plan all along. We just had to be ready. Not perfect, just ready to work on our stuff together.

Never give up.

You never know

what wonderful surprises

are waiting right around the corner!