Monday, November 18, 2013

My new crush



Guess what I did last week? Hint: the picture is a clue. 

Last weekend, a friend and I went to see Thor: The Dark World, on opening weekend. I’m not sure what I was more excited about, the popcorn, the movie, or a particular character in the movie, and I'm not talking about Thor.

Nope. I’m talking about Asgard's resident bad boy, the Lord of Chaos, the God of Lies and Mischief—Loki. I can so hear Michael Buffer giving that intro.

As a lover of Norse mythology, Stan Lee’s physical characterization of Loki has never been my favorite. Loki is the son of a frost giant and, if we get technical, he is Odin’s blood brother, not son, but I won’t go there right now.

Back to the movie and my crush.

Maybe it’s true what they say about girl’s being attracted to the rebels and bad asses or it could just be me. After all, I've always liked Disney’s villains better than the princesses. 

When the Thor and Avenger series first began, I dreaded seeing Loki. In my mind, Loki is strikingly tall, with fiery-red hair and intense, green eyes, not slight, with black hair, but the eyes are okay.

However, after seeing Tom Hiddleston’s portrayal, I’m a bit smitten. If you haven’t seen Loki at Comic-Con, you need to.



Hiddleston embraces the character of Loki, making him a mixture of both irritating and endearing. At times, I can’t tell if Loki’s smile is a product of Hiddleston’s acting or if he is truly enjoys the role of Loki that much.

In viewing the clip above I came to respect both the actor and the character. Anyone man who has enough influence to silence a room teaming with people the way Hiddleston/Loki did, is sexy. Whether women want to admit it or not, we love men with power, and when you couple that with a brooding, bad boy, it's a mesmerizing combination. 

As Jessica Rabbit would say,"He's not bad. He's just drawn that way."

But, come to think about it, it could just be the coat. Either way, it works for me.

Love and Light.




Wednesday, October 9, 2013

To everything turn, turn, turn

Some of us are great with change. Some of us not so much.

For the longest time my life seemed to be ever changing. There is way too much back story here and I won't bore you with the details. I don't know if it is has to do with cosmic alignment or being fed up with the way things are or just being "that age", but I am seeing a great deal of of friends and acquaintances going through the same things and some of you are having the same problem I am with embracing these changes.

 I have always considered myself to be part of the first aforementioned category. After all, I am an Aquarius. We should be able to go with the flow -right? We are supposed to like change. However, as Lee Corso would say: "Not so fast my friend." (It's official my husband's love of sports has corrupted me. Wait until I use the word stymied in a blog.)

But during my morning mediation, I realized I was still connected to one thing in particular, and that for me to move on, I must let it go, but this connection ran deeper that even I wanted to admit.

See, I have been having a hard time letting go of the house my husband and I own. It is in another state and we will never move back there.

However, it is the house we lived in the longest. It is the house where I lost three beloved pets and gained another. We had parties and holidays and laughed and cried. Most importantly, it is the house where I met and brought to life four wonderful characters and their world.

Sweet baby puppy
Somewhere, in the deep recesses of my mind, I have come to associate severing that connection with losing those other connections. The rational part of me knows that isn't true. I will always have the memories of those parties and people. It's not like I don't talk to most of them once a month or so. I will always have the memories of Simba, Boo and Bat Kitty. Izzy, my sweet baby girl, who now sleeps beside me as I write this. Plus we have added Ellie, the not so sweet baby girl.

Not so sweet baby puppy
 As far as my characters, they are all here, talking incessantly and driving me a bit batty. Saint's book is now finished so Ghost thinks it is his turn.

So what is the problem? Why don't I like change?

Change brings about the unknown, and the unknown brings about fear. I really wish that word could be stricken from the English language. I know it is one that I am striking from my own vocabulary every chance I get and embrace the changes that come my way. It is only a suggestion, but if you are going through changes and finding it difficult, then remove that word from your vocabulary. Who knows it just might help.

With love and blessing.

Thursday, September 26, 2013

Confession is good for the soul....

Or so they say.

And here today is mine.

As you can see there is a change in the name and look of my blog. I thought it was time since I don't feel that the original title reflected who I have become. I suppose there is no way of ever stopping my title of "Mother to the World." It is part of my make-up and partially what helped facilitate this change.

Over the past two years my life has been in constant upheaval. From jobs to the move and a myriad of junk in between, things have not been not so hot. Because of this I had to stop and take a good look at who I am, and what it is that really want to do in this life, and that is help others.

I loved being a teacher. In fact, I am damn good at it, but I am also good at writing and storytelling. I used to think there was something wrong with me. Why was it I could be good at things and never really get to do them? I would also think something was wrong because I enjoyed doing so many things.

I searched and searched for an answer. Then I found a book that spoke of people with Renaissance Souls and how those who have one, seem unfocused because they are doing so many things at one time. I thought Eureka! There is nothing wrong with me, I am just a Renaissance Soul.

I admitted this to myself. That I am, in fact, a Renaissance Soul  (thus the title change.) I will tell you, it is not the easiest of things to be especially in a family of practical people. It also isn't easy when you know there is another part of you needing to be set free, and it is the hardest part to admit to.

For too long I have denied a part of myself and a part of who I am. I didn't want people to think I was any stranger than I already was and I didn't want anyone to hold it against my husband. (Bless his heart for putting up with me.) So here today I confess to all: I am an intuitive or psychic or sensitive. Whatever you wish to call it. I am also a certified Reiki healer.

Whew, you really don't know how hard it was for me to say that. This is a deep part of who I am and one that, until now, I was too scared to share. I don't plan on attacking people in parking lots or grocery stores like some psychics that I have seen. Although, there has been an occasional waiter that may have been accosted by me.

But I am starting to do readings for people on a professional level. (Check out the tabs at top.) I am still writing. Burdens of a Saint is finished and will be out soon. I am also working on starting back teaching voice. I just feel that after 20 plus years, it is time to be who I was intended to be.

Blessings and light to all!
J-

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Cause you gotta have faith




I have been reading a great deal about faith lately. I am sure it has to do with the changes I want to make in my life. I imagine it feels a lot like staring off the edge of the Grand Canyon. Since I am terrified of heights, it would probably scare the snot out of me, and yet, I would be excited to see one of nature’s greatest wonders.

That is how I feel now. Scared and excited to stand here, on the edge of my own Grand Canyon, arms outstretched, ready to take the plunge. And who knows you might feel like you are in the same place. This is the time when you and I need faith the most.

Faith is what carries us through and sustains us. When there is an absence of faith there is fear and, more than likely, self-doubt. When it comes to fear I cannot help but think of the book (or movie for those who do not read Sci-Fi) Dune and a quote by the Kwisatz Hederach, “fear is the mind killer.”

I/We allow fear to have a great amount of control in our lives. Think of the fight or flight response. We allow it to hold us in place, make us ill or make us mute as in stage fright. Fear can come from anywhere. My fear comes from two places. The first being: how do I know if this change is a good one and the second being: what if I’m wrong and make a fool of myself?

According to my Spirit Guide, if what I feel in my heart is truly my calling, then a way will be made. People and opportunities will come into my life when the time is right. I must have faith. I will tell you it’s already happening. Some wonderful and knowledgeable people have been put in my path and I begin taking Level One Reiki Classes next week. Score one for my Spirit Guide. I am pretty sure he is keeping track.