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november 11

I’m a big fan of remembering our past to keep us from repeating our mistakes, and the keeping of armistice day is particularly important to my mind.  When we look back at human history and the loss of human life that came from both World Wars, and war in general, it’s hard to comprehend any justification sufficient enough to bring us to the brink of such violence again.

And yet, I look at the world around me and it saddens me to see how close we are today to a violent clashing between world powers, and how much destruction it could bring us today.  As a species we seem to have excelled in the technology to destroy ourselves, perfected it in a manner of speaking.  Today we have the power to end life on this earth over the minor, trifling disputes that seem all together important, important enough to demonize and otherize those not like us, those who believe differently or look different or whatever reason we might give.

Even just within the country I call home, I have never in my life seen us so divided, so willing to level blame and accusations without consideration, even without fact in many cases.  Our technology allows us to spread lies as if they are truth in a heartbeat around the world.  It provides us glimpses of who people are when they are presenting their worst side, but never when their better selves are on display.

I sometimes feel as if war is inevitable now.  As if we are about to toss all of the lessons of years past, disregard the humanity of the “other side” and fall headlong into a bloody, terrible conflict that will not end until we have once again grown weary of the bloodshed.

But, sometimes, there is hope.  Sometimes someone reminds me that humanity is not yet lost.  Sometimes we put down our guns and our flags and our pride to remember what has gone before.

Now, if only we could vow to keep that peace beyond a single holiday.

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#amwriting

I’m sitting in my home office on a Saturday morning, enjoying the last bit of the Death Wish Coffee before I get my next shipment later in the month, and writing.  It is maybe my favorite day of the week, especially when the words are working well.

Today is one of those days, when the words are working and the story has changed enough that my re-write of existing words to change from 3rd person to 1st person has become writing fresh words that take the story in a slightly different direction.

My main character, my point of view character is an eleven year old girl when we first meet her.  She got her name when one of my best friends responded to my naming dilemma by telling me to name her Fred.  She was being facetious, but I took the suggestion to heart.  Her full name is Alliafred, but those close to her call her Fred.

The world she lives in is different from anything I’ve published before, and I’ve been really enjoying create a map of that world, though I lack in the drawing skills and naming skills.  I’ve been working on the world’s backstory for years.

In other news, I’m told to expect Where Shadows Fall to be ready to publish before the end of November, and as soon as I can, I will share the cover with all you.  I’m very excited to share this story with you to close out the Shades and Shadows series.

Now, however, it’s back to the coffee and the words.

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taken a-back

There is this moment, just as I am waking up, but before I’ve moved or opened my eyes.  In that moment, nothing hurts, at least not above my baseline.  I try to hold on to that moment, because I know that soon, I’ll have to move, have to sit up and put my feet on the floor, and then the pain will come.

I sometimes joke that if I ever woke up not in pain, I’d assume I died through the night.  I’ve had chronic pain conditions most of my adult life, and I’ve developed new ones as I’ve gotten older.

Most days I can be functional with a few coping mechanisms, some gentle stretching and my meds for nerve pain.  I’m fortunate to not need anything in the opioid category for pain relief.

This morning, as I slowly became conscious and I hung there in that glorious moment when nothing hurt, I wondered what it would be like to be there all the time, to have my body back.  I’ll probably never know.  I just adjust to the new normal each time something new comes to claim my body for its home.

This week has been rough for pain levels.  My lower back, and in turn my legs, have been extra loud in the symphony and have required I do some babying and icing.  They seem to be somewhat better today, though my whole back is a hair above what I call “normal.”

That’s okay though.  Today is a writing day, and aside from getting some laundry done, I have no other plans.  Just me, some Death Wish Coffee and one of the two stories I’m currently working on.

What about you, Reader?  What’s on your plate today?

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early morning San Francisco

I’m the first one in the office, which isn’t unusual.  Outside my window, the sun is starting to show itself between the buildings and the cloud cover.  I’ve worked from home for the last two days, and my house is not in a good position to watch the sun rise, so this is a nice treat.

I thought I’d talk a little bit today about books I’ve been reading.  Recently I finished From Unseen Fire, by writer Cass Morris, who I met at last year’s Sirens Conference. It is her debut book, and if you like well researched alternate history, this could be a good choice for you.  I’ll admit that the frequently flipping points of view made it a little difficult for me to get into at first, but her writing draws you in and you can see the research she put in before writing.  Beautifully drawn characters and a believable alternate Rome made this a solid four star read for me.

There can be no surprise that I had There Before the Chaos in my hot little hands the day it released.  My love for K.B. Wagers’ writing has been a long term affair, and this follow on to her debut trilogy was intense.  I tried to take my time and savor it, the way Hail savors her favored blue chai, but it went by all too fast.  Political and savvy, this first entry into the Farian War trilogy drops us in on Hail Bristol in a rare moment of peace, but peace was clearly not meant to last.  Kickass characters, heart stopping action, heartbreaking emotion…it’s a whirlwind.  You need to get in on that whirlwind and go for a ride. It gets a solid 5 stars.

One of the things that brings a book up to a five star experience for me is world building.  I can tell when an author has put in the hours to create a world I can crawl into.  It’s something I strive for as I write.  Both Wagers and Morris did this very well.

It looks like the day is starting here as people keep coming through that door, so I should refill my coffee cup and buckle down.  Happy Wednesday, Readers.  May it be filled with small pleasantries and deep kindness.

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living off script

Life is an odd thing, if you think about it.  You’re born a squirmy, screaming thing that can do nothing for itself.  If you’re lucky, you’re cared for by people who love you just because you share the same blood.  You grow and you choose friends based on the clothes they’re wearing or the TV shows they watch or the color of their hair or whatever random thing makes them attractive to you.  You learn skills, you set yourself off on a path to earn a living, and maybe make your own squirmy, screaming thing that you then have to love and care for.

It’s almost like we’re born with a script to follow…even if some of us don’t follow it all the way.

Today is my mother’s 70th birthday.  She followed that script.  She became a nurse, she got married, she had two kids…but then there was an unexpected twist written into the script when she wasn’t looking.  She found herself divorced with two kids to raise with nursing skills so far out of date that going back to nursing wasn’t even possible.

She raised two kids, one who seems to be following the script pretty well. He married, raised two kids to adulthood, etc.  Me, well, not so much.  I kind of walked away from the script a long time ago. I never married, though I considered it once.  I never had kids, though I considered that once too.

At my age, it isn’t going to happen, though I have considered fostering from time to time.  I get attached too easily and I’m driven to fix things for others, so I think it would probably kill me to do.

I’ll have to settle for living off script, I guess.  It isn’t a bad life.

I have a cup of Death Wish coffee and some edits to get to before I head out to see Mom.  Happy Saturday, Readers!

 

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observations on a wednesday morning

I hopped on the early, early train this morning, the one two trains before the one I normally take, because I got to the station so early. It always surprises me how full the train is at 5:45 am.

When I stepped onto the train, I could see construction workers, half asleep, some squatting on their toolboxes, others sprawled across seats they’d managed to find before the train got full.  There were glassy eyed medical workers in their scrubs, blinking blearily out the window and kids on their way to daycare, mostly asleep in their parents’ laps.

There were a couple of college students too, trying to read from textbooks as the train jolted this way and that, clinging to the overhead straps to keep themselves upright.  A few stops in, two older women got on, each with a cane and looking like a strong wind would knock them over.  We had to rouse two able bodied folks sleeping in the accessible seats to make sure they could sit down.  It was one of those mornings where four accessible seats on each end of the car wasn’t enough for those who needed them.

I read most of the ride because I can’t resist the call of a new book.  At my stop, I got off the train with the masses and shuffled along to the escalator, praying that the escalator to the street was working because my right hip just is not up to stairs right now.  On the concourse I could see the homeless that had slipped into the station for a bit of warmth, sleeping while they could.  They’ll get roused soon enough and be forced to move on.  At least here in San Francisco they don’t have to worry about freezing temps and snow as they do in some places already this year.

Because I was early, I didn’t pass the regular people: the guy who looks like he belongs in a mob movie, the pregnant woman who is always on the phone, the homeless guy who sets up just in front of the one Starbucks, hoping for a cup of joe from a kind stranger.

Construction has the street all torn up, traffic re-routed, as they build whatever “pedestrian improvements” they’re making.  Closer to work, the striking workers were already hard at it outside the Courtyard Marriott, some of them blocking the side walk and chanting incoherently, others standing around the table where the coffee lives and talking.  I considered stopping at the Starbucks there, but then I remembered that they were closed due to the strike.

I was early enough that the usual security person wasn’t at the desk yet, so I nodded good morning to the man I don’t know and headed upstairs.  It was quiet and dark, the automatic lights weren’t due to come on for another 15 minutes…but I like it that way.

Now, however, the sun is up outside the window and I’m no longer alone in the office.  I guess that means I should refill my coffee cup and get busy. Happy Wednesday, Readers!  May it be filled with kindness.

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the fury of women

I’m sure you can feel it.  The anger seething just beneath the surface.  The anger of women who have been ignored, belittled, harassed, abused, assaulted, raped and the status quo has failed them time and time again.

If you can’t feel it, you must be living in a cave.

The swell is coming.

I’ve been told not to be too political on my blog because it will scare readers away.  But if you read my work, you should already know where I stand.  I hope you are voters, Readers.  I hope you will vote next month and in two years and in two years after that.  I hope you will vote in every election, no matter how small.  Make your voices heard.

Let that rage fill you up and burst out in that voting booth.

I tend to fall to poetry when the need to express myself is greatest.  Here’s one I wrote last night/this morning:  Self Destruction.

With that, and my last cup of coffee, I’m off to write and edit for a bit.  New book coming soon!

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and back again…

My those two weeks of vacation disappeared in a flash! I had an amazing time visiting Rome and Pompeii and Florence and Venice and Paris!  Lots of great food and lots of wonderful vistas.

I got home last week, but was unfortunately sick with a cold I picked up in Paris.  Woke up with it that last full day.  I’m still recovering, but feel a lot better than I did this time last week.

It was nice to get home to my own bed and cuddle with my kitties though.  Now I’m working on finding my way back to my routine.

In other news, that anthology I was editing a while back is now available in ebook format!  Here’s the blurb:

REBELS AND REVENANTS features the dead and trebels and revenantshe undead, ghosts both figurative and literal, Elder Gods and Egyptian queens, and, funny enough, more than a little rebellion. Most of all, these eleven stories have heart, with a strong sense of family threading through them, either the one you’re born to or the one you make.

REBELS AND REVENANTS will teach you that when you find your place, you better stake a claim and stand by it.

 

The stories are all written by some amazing, kickass female writers in genres from Sci-fi/Fantasy to Horror, and I couldn’t be prouder of them all!  You should grab a copy and let us know what you think.

 

On that note, I need to get myself back to work.  Lots to do and all that.  Happy Tuesday, Readers!

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here’s to 50

On September 13, 1968, in a Florida navy hospital I found my way into the world.  Fifty years, which seems hard to believe, but here we are.  I’ve lived an amazing life, or at least that’s the way I see it, and hopefully, I’ve learned a few things along the way.

On my approach to this birthday, I spent some time trying to put some of that into words.  In no particular order, here are fifty things I’ve learned in my fifty years on this earth.ab fab 50

  1. Pay your bills: That may seem obvious, but for a lot of folks who grew up poor, and even some that grew up rich, it isn’t as obvious as you may think.  There are the basics: gas and electric, water and rent, phone, cable, etc which we can budget into each month.  But there are others that we don’t always figure into the budget.  And the truth is, it’s is cheaper to pay them when they are due than to let them slide and have to deal with the consequences.
  2. Take care of your credit: Again with the obvious, right?  But credit is a magic thing, especially to those who were never taught how to manage money.  Suddenly you’re being offered the chance to buy things you can’t really afford, and it is tempting.  Use credit sparingly and pay it diligently.  Don’t let yourself get in debt beyond your means.
  3. Buy life insurance: Now I’m venturing into boring, aren’t I?  Well, not so much when you’re the one left behind with a loved one’s final expenses and no way to pay for them.  If you start when you’re young it doesn’t cost a lot, and it’s important.
  4. Write a will and a living directive: You may think your family knows what you want done with your remains, or even with your health/end of life care before you go, but believe me when I tell you that everything is easier when you have it in writing.
  5. Think about pre-paying for your final needs, your family will thank you for it.

Okay, let’s move on to things that aren’t as dark…

  1. Learn to be comfortable in your own company: Now, I know as an agoraphobe I have this one down, but I think it’s equally important for everyone.  Learn how to be alone, how to spend time in solitude without it making you crazy or lonely.  Buy yourself dinner every now and then just you, a nice meal and some quality time.
  2. Not everyone is going to get you, and that’s okay: We all want to be liked, and it stings when we can’t get that one person to warm up to us, but the truth is, no one can be everyone’s friend.  There are people out there who just aren’t going to *get* you, and that’s okay.  You’re still an amazing person.
  3. Eat the food: Life isn’t all about compromise and austerity.  Sometimes it’s about decadence and deliciousness.  Don’t be afraid to eat amazing things, to try dishes and indulge in a favorite.  Just remember moderation, and balance.
  4. Love the thing: We all have some random subject or thing that brings us joy.  Embrace it.  Don’t let anyone discourage your passion, whether it be My Little Ponies or World War I history or knitting or cross country skiing.  See #7.  No one else needs to get it, it’s yours.
  5. Love yourself: This is a hard one to learn in a society that is constantly pointing out our flaws. We are told we’re too old, too young, too fat, too skinny, too athletic, too smart, too dumb, to introverted, to extroverted, too something…no matter who we are.  But that person in your mirror is the only one in this life that is with you from the cradle to the grave.  Love her (or him).
  6. It isn’t selfish to take care of yourself: While we’re on the subject, learn how to do the things that are right for you, to take the time to take care of your needs so that you are able and ready to take care of others.  There is nothing selfish about saying no to some event that you know is too much for you, or to going out to eat when you know you can’t afford it.
  7. Drink your water: Again with the obvious, but so many people don’t hydrate well.  Drinking enough water can help you control your weight by both aiding with digestion and helping you eat less.  Your skin and hair need water as well.  This is one of those things you just need to do.
  8. Take your meds: Whether they are prescribed for a physical ailment or for a mental one, take your meds.  Take them as prescribed, even if you need to set alarms on your phone or have friends call you and remind you.  Do what you need to do to be healthy.
  9. Stop dieting: Eat well, eat the right things, and eat the right amount.  Stop with the crazy fad diets and the cleanses and the detoxes, they’re all crazy and not helpful.   Feed your body with a variety of foods, in the right quantities and remember to get some exercise.
  10. Move: No, I don’t mean out of your house…and I don’t mean to immediately jump into some huge exercising regime.  I mean move.  Do what you can right now.  Park a few more spaces from the door.  Walk around your house, around your block, around the park, to get coffee.  Just move.  It doesn’t have to be a huge thing, just do what you can.  You’ll be surprised how after a while, what you can do becomes more than what it is today.
  11. Do the dishes: Okay, this one is a bit more…mundane, but also important.  When I am having a hard time mentally, dishes are one of the first things that let me know, because I leave them sitting.  If you’ve never had to tackle a week’s worth of dishes after they’ve been sitting in 90 degree heat, you’ll never understand the smells that they can produce.  Do the dishes.
  12. It’s okay to not be okay: As I alluded to in #16, I have times when I’m not “okay” and I often feel a lot of shame over what does or doesn’t happen when I’m not.  Usually in the area of housework.  But I’ve learned that it’s okay to not be okay.  You don’t have to be UP all the time.  And there isn’t anything shameful in it.
  13. It’s okay to ask for help: While we’re on the subject, it’s okay to ask for help…whether that means asking a friend to help you clean, or to listen to you talk through your problems, or seeking out a medical professional, or taking meds.  There is nothing shameful in asking for help.
  14. Don’t hide/temper/play down your emotions:  Obviously, I don’t mean to scream at people all the time, but your emotions are valid and you shouldn’t have to hide them in order to make others comfortable.
  15. Speak your mind: People aren’t mind readers.  Don’t expect them to know what you’re thinking or to give you what you want if you don’t ever tell them.
  16. Talk to people who aren’t like you: We all tend to live in our little cocoon worlds, and we surround ourselves with people who are like us.  Make time in your life to talk to people who aren’t like you; people from different cultures, different religions, different backgrounds.  People are astounding.
  17. Listen: We don’t really listen too well in today’s world.  Even when others are talking, we’re so busy thinking about how to respond that we fail to listen.  If you don’t hear what people are saying, you can not fathom who they are or what they need.
  18. Learn: Never stop learning.  Hunger to know things.  Feed that hunger with new information.  Use that information to better the world.
  19. Change the world: There is only one way I have ever found to change the world.  I did it by changing myself.  You know the saying, “Be the change you want to see in the world,” right?  Well, as cliché as it might sound, it’s the truth.  When I found that the world needed compassion, I found that compassion within myself.
  20. Forgive: Here’s the thing; anger, hurt, fear, fury…these things are heavy and painful and they weigh us down.  They don’t produce anything but more of themselves.  They make us bitter and weak.  They have a physical toll on us as well.  When we forgive, we let go of those things and that gives us room in our lives for better things.  I’m not saying we should cut ourselves off from those emotions.  Be angry, be hurt, be afraid, even be furious when it is appropriate.  These are human emotions, they are part of us.  But they don’t need to be all of who we are, and they can become who we are if we don’t know how to put them down when we are done with them.  So forgive, even if just for your own well being.
  21. Mistakes are an opportunity to learn: Forgiving includes forgiving yourself too.  We all make mistakes, well, unless you’re Bob Ross and then you just have happy little accidents, but he too saw them as an opportunity to learn.  It’s a humbling thing to admit you were wrong and ask for help understanding how to do the thing better…but it’s also amazing, because it gives us a chance to grow as a person.
  22. Follow through: This applies in so many situations, but even when it’s difficult, follow through. If you make a promise, keep it.  If you commit to something, see it through to the end.  Yes, I know it’s hard and yes  there will be exceptions when your mental health requires you to withdraw or a physical impairment limits your ability, but even then, when you are able, do what you can to follow through.
  23. Travel: I know people who have never been more than twenty miles from home.  That idea is alien to me.  There are so many places to see, so much history to learn, so many people to meet.  Even just within driving distance of where you are right now. Even if all you can afford is an afternoon and a car ride, there are things to see and do.  I hunger for it, for travel and road trips and new sights.
  24. Spend money on experiences, not things: This is something I relate to #28.  When I realized how much money I was spending on *stuff* and how that affected my ability to have money for traveling and experiences that made me happy, I made a shift in how I use my money.  As a result, I’ve had some of the most amazing experiences and have some of the best memories.  Whether your experiences are traveling, meeting people, going to gigs/concerts/festivals/conventions….it doesn’t matter what it is, just do it.
  25. Challenge your fear: Hello, my name is Natalie and I’m an agoraphobe.  Some of what I do terrifies me.  Small venues, big crowds, unknown places, sometimes just walking out my door.   I made a vow that I would never let it completely rob me of the things that I love.  Every time I walk into a gig or a con or get on a plane or train I am challenging that fear.  So far, I win most of the time.  Every now and again, the fear wins, but I don’t let that stop me from trying the next time.
  26. Don’t compare yourself to others: Aside from the fact that no one is like you, wasting your time comparing yourself to those around you will only handicap you mentally.  There will always be someone prettier, smarter, better than you and when you compare yourself to them, you set yourself up for bitterness and disappointment.  Be yourself and be the best you that you are capable of being.
  27. Be a dork: You know what?  We’re all great big dorks about something.  All of us.  Embrace it. I work in an office full of grown adults who use their lunch hour to go out hunting Pokemon.  Our conference rooms are named after movies and video games.  Our walls are decorated in Star Wars posters.  I work with a man who carries a My Little Pony that I think is like a purse or something.
  28. Smart is sexy: I grew up watching TV where the women were largely window dressing and always, always expected to be less intelligent/learned than the men.  I grew up hearing how women, even if they were smart, should never let a man know that she’s smarter than he is, or he won’t want her.    Smart is Sexy.  Which leads me to:
  29. Don’t play dumb to make others like you: If they can’t handle your brain, they don’t deserve the rest of you.
  30. Love yourself, literally: Hopefully, you’ve already figured out that masturbation isn’t going to make you blind or whatever other thing they tried to tell us to keep us from doing it. Ladies, I’m looking at you here.  Figure yourself out, what makes your motor run?  What’s the fastest way to get yourself to orgasm?  What feels the best when you’re fooling around?  Do you know how to tell your partner what you want?  Practice makes perfect, and trust me on this, it is one area you want to practice regularly.
  31. Use your words: In relation to #35, cute names for genitalia aren’t actually cute, especially not when we’re so caught up in the “naughty nature” of the actual names that we’re raising children to adults who don’t actually know the real names.  Practice using the proper terms and teach them to your children; penis, vagina, vulva, clitoris, etc.
  32. Family is important, but so are you: I am fortunate to have not only a blood family that loves and accepts me, but also a chosen family who does the same.  If your blood family can not love and support you, there is nothing wrong with limiting your exposure to them or even cutting them out of your life.
  33. Love is love: If you’ve gotten this far into my blog and haven’t learned that I am very supportive of the LGBTQ family, you should check your reading comprehension.  Love is love is love.  As long as all of the involved parties are of legal consenting age, there should be nothing preventing them from being together.
  34. Gender is a societal construct: Much like marriage, gender is a construct of the society in which you live.  All one needs to know to see and understand that is a brief survey of history and the roles of the various genders across the thousands of societies around the globe.
  35. Gender is not bound by physical factors, but my mental and emotional ones: Sometimes babies are born with the software for one gender, and the hardware for a different one.  This conflict will permeate their lives until something is done to resolve it.  For the sake of their lives, don’t let suicide become the only resolution left to them.
  36. Act with Kindness at all times: A while back, I made a choice to live my life based on the kindness principle, essentially reminding myself with every single interaction I have in life that I don’t know what the other person has going on in their life and it hurts me not one bit to offer them kindness.  It has changed my life.
  37. Choose happiness: This goes hand in hand with #41.  By choosing kindness, I choose happiness.  They are intertwined.  If I am happy, I am kind.  If I am kind, I am happy.
  38. Let others be happy: As a follow on to that, let others have their happiness too.  Don’t criticize their loves, don’t harsh their squee.  The world needs more squee.
  39. Fall in love with history:  History can teach you so many things.  I think it’s my love of history that draws me to cemeteries, at least in part.  I’m not talking about who started what war over what perceived slight, I’m talking about the personal histories, the mundane lives, how they lived.  Start with your own family history, talk to your grandparents about their lives, about the stories their parents told them of lives before them.  Or look at the area where you live, find your local historical society.  Learn stuff.
  40. Make art: However you define art, whether that’s painting, drawing, sculpting, music, video, writing poetry, novels, non –fiction, movies, sewing…the list is endless.  It doesn’t have to be what art experts would consider good.  The act of creating is good for your heart.  Just ask Bob Ross.  Well, we can’t ask anymore, but anyone who’s ever watched his TV show knows how much he believed anyone could make art and should make art.
  41. Use your privilege to the advantage of those without it: If you are fortunate enough to be a white person, a rich person, a male person…or really any other privileged person, take some time to learn how your privilege works and take steps to level the playing field.  Equality is achievable in our lifetime, but only if we systematically attack the system that supports inequality.
  42. Question Everything: In this era of fake news and click-bait headlines it is so easy to get drawn in, especially when the story reflects our own bias back to ourselves.  Think critically, search out sources, recognize biases, question motivations.  Don’t just blindly follow along.  Ask the questions.
  43. Form your own opinions: This relates to #47 too.  Don’t just accept the opinions of your parents or your friends or whatever group of people.  You don’t have to agree with everything they think or believe to remain friends.  You are allowed to follow a different faith, have different political opinions, etc…as long as you can all agree that people are deserving of basic life, love and the opportunity to be safe and healthy.
  44. You are worthy of life and love and beautiful things: Sometimes we get caught up in what others have said about us, whether that’s specifically us or some nebulous group of us.  We start to believe a church that tells us that homosexuality is evil and that means you’re evil because you are homosexual.  Or we let an abusive partner tell us we are not worthy of being loved, and we start to believe it.  Or our own brains sabotage us and tells us that we are ugly and unloveable and no one will ever love us.  I call bullshit.  You are beautiful and amazing and you are worthy of so much love and a life more abundant and overflowing with beauty and affection than you can even conceive.
  45. Love with abandon: It took me a long time to figure out what unconditional love actually looked like, what it felt like…but once I found it (and I’ll give you a hint, I didn’t find it in religion), I’ve never been able to put conditions on love again.  Love with your whole heart, with your whole being.  I’m not talking romantic love necessarily here, but all of your love…family and friends and lovers and people on the train and the homeless man who says good morning every day.  Open yourself up to that kind of love and watch the world change around you.

I guess that’s it…some of it practical, some of it a little esoteric, but as I head into my fiftieth year, I hope you find some of this useful.

I set this post up before I left for my trip, while I was still hanging onto my forties.  It’s set to post on September 13th, when I’ll be in Venice (thus the pic).  Raise a glass my way, if you’re so inclined.  It’s been a hell of a 50 years.  Here’s to 50 more of the same!

 

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time to hit the road

By the time you are reading this, I will probably be somewhere on the road between Paris and Milan with my good friend and some good music at the start of our epic Italy road trip.

I figured since my normal Wednesday post would be pre-empted by a travel day, I’d pre-write it!

I’m such a nut for traveling.  I love to visit new places and meet new people, as long as I can control certain aspects of it, which is why we’re driving and not taking the train.  The agoraphobe in me balks at not having SOMETHING under my control.

Our first stop is Milan, but we likely won’t see much, as it’s mostly a stop for sleep before we head south.  Our first real touristy day will be when we get to Pompeii.  I’ve been wanting to visit Pompeii since I was about 9 years old.

Here in the states, or at least in California, it’s just starting to think about leaving summer behind for autumn.  The mornings and evenings are cooler and the wind is brisk.  I love autumn, it’s my favorite time of year.  I’m looking forward to being cold enough for sweatshirts!

But first, epic road trip through Italy, and a chance to see sites I’ve only dreamed of until now.  By the time I get home, it should be properly fall, and time to pull those sweatshirts out of the back of the closet.

I hope you are all having some fun too, Readers!  I’m off to finish my packing and have another cup of Death Wish.  I have a new book to read on the plane.  I hope to tell you about it once I’m done!