Into the Sleeping Boat

I awaken to the sounds of birds all through the canyon. Actually, I haven’t slept all night, so I ARISE, I should say. Off the floor, off the couch, off the night I spent walking about my mother’s house, listening to snoring in other rooms. Wistful whispering sleep of others in yet others. Night owls and moon glow swooping over the mountains. Night in Palm Springs. Glorious as ever.

I am not a sleeper. I know I shouldn’t say it or put it in writing thus making it so. I know I should mantra, “I sleep like a dozing baby in the sunlight with not a care in the world.” But I don’t. Even as a young child, I awoke before dawn, before television started for the day – as television used to sign off at night and then start again at 6 in the morning. It wasn’t 24 hours until the late 1970’s – and I watched color bars until the flicker of the start of “Sesame Street” or “Electric Company” or “Dusty’s Treehouse” or “Captain Kanagroo” – I adored Mr. Green Jeans!

There are books galore on how to sleep. So many recently published by those who advocated less sleep in the past. Advice! Turn off electronics! Don’t drink coffee after breakfast! Don’t watch violent shows right before bed! (But I LOVE “Person of Interest” So very sad to see it go!), read, say affirmations! Relax! Recount your day like a movie, from wake up to into bed…Be grateful!

In high school, if we had a long night of partying, i.e. playing quarters, dancing to ABC and Bananarama and everyone passed out, I would still be awake. I missed the sleeping boat. It went across the river and left me on the banks. I watched it go. I sat up all night, listening to the snores, the drooling, the out-like-a-lights! If not in my own home with my parents away for the weekend, then in another, up in the Canyons, or the Hancock Parks, curled up in chairs by windows watching the night sky turn slowly into dawning day, panicked because I had not slept all night. What will tomorrow be like?

I should like to get into the lovely sleeping boat one night. I should like to travel in it down the river. Where does it go? To dreamland? To our parallel life and drop us off for the night? My beautiful aunt loved to sleep. She said she went to her parallel life every night. I know my parallel life is gorgeous and relaxing. Right now, we are in the South of France. Up on the hillside, overlooking fields and fields of lavender. I feel myself walking up the cobblestone ways of ancient Roman hilltop towns, buying provisions for our early dinner on the large table on the patio. There are colorful cushions everywhere, plenty of wine for those who drink and coffee and sparkle water for those who don’t, and we have not a care in the world… I feel it daily. I know I am there just as I am here. It’s vibrant, beautiful and inspiring. Everyday I dream of joining it with me here, in Southern California. And there, sleep is not an issue.

Waking up in Palm Springs puts me there too. I’m still the only one awake now. The hooting owls are hooting and buzzing bees swooping. I brought my Kings Road Coffee – (Hello! We need the best!) and I gaze at the lizardies skittering across the desert, hummingbirds hum by the flower bushes, and other critters twitter away, beginning their day.

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I feel like if I put it in writing, things will change. A part of me knows that this is also learned experience. My grandmother didn’t sleep – my mother doesn’t sleep – I grew up with this. I am also 49 now and those of us who are my age knows what this means. During this transitional time, many women don’t sleep. My arms go numb as soon as I lie down, so I know I have to go back to the doctor to have them adjust me. Sometimes I am nervous to close my eyes and disappear and I can’t seem to get over it. What will I miss? What really happens to us when we sleep?

People tell me I will. Now, as I get this all out – it feels like a lot of manifesting noise to me. Wah wah wah! I can’t sleep! Who cares! I know it’s important, but get over it! Just do it! Ha! It’s a storyline that is tiresome, literally, that is for sure. Even with all the how-to’s out there – I can only hope there may be someone out there who truly understands, when the directions don’t help. It makes me kooky, not to mention not feeling pretty at all. How much beauty crème can a gal apply?? How many times can I ask why?

I am a blessed and bountiful Goddess with gifts galore and truly, not a real care in the world. Bills and debts and concerns for the future are all just facts of life. They are not special to me alone. I need to stop thinking about those and get on the sleeping boat and see where it goes. To not be afraid to sleep. To join my parallel life and visit it for real. I know I sleep there, because I wake up refreshed, ready to go into the day, day after day! And where today? Train to Paris, of course! Or truly…back to L.A.!

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BROOKLYN, THE DANISH GIRL, THE WINTER’S SOLSTICE & CHRISTMAS MORNING

Last week, in Palm Springs, from where I am usually inspired to write, my mother and I saw the motion picture, “Brooklyn” – adapted from exquisite Colm Tóibín’s novel of the same name.

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GRACE, BEAUTY, LIGHT, AND LOVE. FEARLESS, DESIRE, HOME, IDENTITY, DEATH OF THE OLD SELF AND REBIRTH

Days later again, in Palm Springs, where I also love to see motion pictures, and where we witnessed the arrival of the Winter Solstice, we all saw, “The Danish Girl,” the true story of brave painter, Einar Wegener, who became the first transgendered woman, Lili Elbe, in the early part of the 20th Century.

GRACE, BEAUTY, LIGHT, AND LOVE. FEARLESS, DESIRE, HOME, IDENTITY, DEATH OF THE OLD SELF AND REBIRTH

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This morning, this Christmas Day, here in Danville ~ San Ramon, where we are celebrating the blessings of the holiday with our family, I think of these attributes ~ Each of the central characters willingly stepped into change, bravely letting go, embracing transformation, despite challenges circling their hemispheres and to choose to receive the gifts given to them by those who surrounded them with love and encouraged them to, yes, BE BRAVE and to BE BOLD.

To watch both films is to be nothing less than deeply moved and beautifully inspired to contemplate how we each can be bravely transformational ourselves. The theme of the Winter’s Solstice ~ the root holiday of what we know as Christmas.

I watched the sun rise last week, gleaming and glowing over the desert mountain range, I contemplated that which invigorates us, me, we – into choosing the live we each choose. Building our identities within the world around us. Being fearless to live as we are, in truth, justice, and the most authentic way.

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To embrace that CHANGE IS THE ONLY CONISISTENT IN LIFE. As we progress forward, to shed the old patterns, habits, clothes, objects, thoughts and beliefs, and for many, identities, that no longer serve us. To welcome the new SUN as it RISES, promising a new day, VIGOROUS, GLORIOUS, BOUNTIFUL!

This Christmas Morning, as I walked amidst the fallen golden leaves around the area where we are staying, I watched the sunrise over the hills of the East Bay, the foot of Mount Diablo, the rolling hills of emerald green and light, I understand more than ever, we must be FEARLESS IN LETTING GO ~ to fly, be free, to soar as we are like birds, branch to stamen, to blooming flower ~ to spread our love and light and beauty and gifts to all. At this holiday time, to share in the gifts of who we truly are with us, allowing our light to shine so others are inspired to do so as well.

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Together we hold hands as we celebrate the Winter Solstice, Give thanks for the Gifts we share with all our loved ones during Christmas and Shed the Past and Greet the New Year, Coming this way! Blessed Be and Be Beautiful! xoxo

Alicia Gargaro-Magaña is the author of Miss Fancy Pants

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Go Fully For It!

Award-winning author Marcia Mitchell is a darling friend ~ a Goddess beauty of light, intellect and writing that I have adored from a far, literally – she lives across the country. She is a dear friend of my godmother, and I’ve been blessed to come to know her over a number of occasions during the last twenty years. But each time I see Marcia, we are like a house on fire with ideas, story, film, history and spies! So of course, when she gave me her latest livre, I laid straight down and read it cover to cover!

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What’s Up, Pussycats? Two Women and the zaniest sex survey since Kinsey!

By Marcia Mitchell

“What’s left? A fake survey. Fake questionnaires, at least at the beginning, enough sneaky (and borderline illegal) capers, and more hilarious happenstances than one normal person can imagine. Involved in this rambunctious romp into the worlds of sex research, publishing, and equal opportunities for successful women (the Pussycats), are an unfaithful husband, a devastatingly handsome FBI agent (all of Mitchell’s fictional FBI agents are very good looking), a nerdish millionaire, and a wacky government administrator determined to put an end to it all.”

First off, any person who includes “All of Mitchell’s fictional FBI agents are good looking” in a summary is divine in my book! A must-read based on that line alone!

Which leads me to an Alicia segue about my divine grandmother, Cicely O’Donovan who was Queen of Bons Mots ~ She tossed them out like breadcrumbs to pigeons on the Piazza San Marco and we would always just laugh and laugh. But she was quite serious. If we had a troubling day, we would share our trials with Grandma O’D and she would look at us rather puzzled for a few moments, for she would not know what a troubling day was. But then her empathy would kick in and she’d say, “Well, that’s too terrible, but at least you’re good looking!” Enough said. I shan’t ever complain again!

Back to Marcia Mitchell and her book – of course I adored it. But there are reasons that may not be the same as someone else who would adore it, which is the way with art and books – we all have our own experiences. I adored it because I came away THINKING….Hmmm… what would I do? I came away inspired that no matter what seems to try to stop these two women, Susan and Myrna, from accomplishing their goal, they stay the course. They waver, they question, they get discouraged, but they don’t back down. They create something out of nothing and they are determined to finish it – to see it through to the end. Being an Aries, this is something that utterly fascinates me…because there are always new projects to start before the other is even finished!

I responded to it – not because of the zany sex survey… that it is certainly thought-provoking. I’ve worked in Hollywood since the beginning – since the late 1980’s anyway – when sex in the workplace was called going to lunch. So was smoking in the offices, martinis and cocktail hour with all the studio executives. It was F.U.N. I am telling you! Those were definitely the days! But even then, it was less promiscuous than the earlier days before that, when it was more de rigueur, a la Mad Men. Everyone had affairs. It was zaneeee!

But the book is not about sex in the workplace – in the storyline it includes analyzing those such relationships and that unto sex. You may become involved with someone in the workplace, and then what? What if you are the boss and he or she is lower on the totem pole… what to do? Men of course, just do it…but women who are the boss? Hmmm…And so it goes. Questions, answers, surveys. Power, importance, roles.

I was much more intrigued by the gumption of these two characters and their willingness to think fast for survival. They need to support themselves, children and their livelihoods and they have to do it fast. Their answer – WRITE! And WRITE FAST and MAKE IT GOOD and of course, include sex because sex sells, right? Even I know this! I include some swirling sexy fun in my own book, MISS FANCY PANTS ~ so I’m on the bandwagon. And why not? It’s always a bumpy, but adventurous colorful ride!

At first, reading about the survey I thought to myself – I’ve never given much thought about sex and role-playing in the workplace and who’s the boss and should you or shouldn’t you – but it wasn’t true. Most of the men I’ve directly worked with over the recent years have been gay therefore, it hasn’t been a huge issue, but that’s not to say it didn’t come up in other circumstances in the past. Once, I remember in a haze of a smoky dinner with an executive who I thought was a good friend, had the gall to suggest I had to do it with him for a promotion. I just thought he was crazy. “You’re not serious?” were my exact words, as I belted back the martini and laughed… But it did bother me for a long time after that. I thought were friends! I guess, it turns out, I was quite naïve!

This book got me thinking – about the GUMPTION these women have. THEY WENT FOR IT. What’s real about this fictional story is all the trials and tribulations that came with this endeavor. The JUMP they take INTO THE ABYSS of creating this survey to publish. The characters have the background, knowledge and ability. THEY HAVE A VISION and THEY MAKE IT HAPPEN.

This is what I came away with from this book.

HandI called Marcia right away. “Lovely,” I said, “It’s a terrific book – I thoroughly enjoyed it. Not because of the sex business, but because IT MADE ME THINK. WHAT WOULD I DO? Would I not let fear of the unknown results stop me and just GO FOR IT? I don’t know. I think I’ve stopped myself loads of times. But these characters are SO DETERMINED. THEY DON’T STOP FOR ANYTHING. It was so inspiring for that reason. IT INSPIRED ME TO GET INSPIRED. It was a page-turner not because I care about the results of the survey, but because for all the escapades that they go through, they don’t stop. They keep going, no matter what! So I thank you for it, Marcia!” And I do so here and now.

ENTERPRISING, People. We all need to be enterprising!

I know dear individuals who seem lost and don’t know what to do with their lives. Struggling. We can suggest and suggest, but it doesn’t seem to make a difference. They need to find the inspiration themselves. But there is loneliness and all sorts of wayward feelings flying about in the atmosphere. It’s even in the news everyday. People feel defeated before they even start. I’m not so sure that all this technology literally at our fingertips is such a brilliant thing. Even I get lost in the Insta scroll. I forget to look up. The LIGHT IS GREEN, now WALK! But oh! Look at that post, I better “Like” before I look. No. MOVE FORWARD. We must move forward! And look at the person next to you. And… you know what? TALK. TALK TO THE PERSON NEXT TO YOU. And ask a question. WHAT WOULD YOU DO? GET INSPIRED!

What’s Up, Pussycats gave me a new perspective. Come at something from a different angle and you just might get a better view. Take a step to the left and then one forward. There, between the tree branches, is a better view.

Be COURAGEOUS. BE COMPASSIONATE, BE YOU!

I love this little sign, I found it on La Brea Avenue near 6th Street on the bottom of a lamppost. It says it. And if you take the time to look – the SIGNS ARE EVERYWHERE. They are in a page in a book. They are literally, on a lamp post!

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Be inspired and let yourself think about it. Give it a new breath. Give yourself a chance to be inspired with your idea, let it incubate, then do the research for it, then keep on track no matter what. This is what I came away with in Marcia’s Mitchell’s book. It was inspirational for the ACTION these women take. They could have created a baking contest. It was their INSPIRATION to make something COME TO LIFE. So I have been churning, churning out more ideas ever since I read it. And each moment, I have to tell myself, – SELF – Alicia, you can take this excitement and inspiration and just…GO FULLY FOR IT! you can DO IT!!

Read more by Alicia Gargaro-Magana and her book, MISS FANCY PANTS ~

Super Full Blood Moon! Full ReNew in Aries!

Tonight ~ Sunday, the 27th of September ~ the Universe will host a Super Full Blood Moon Eclipse!

Thank you, Universe, for allowing us to experience this spectacular event and for allowing us to be present for it ~ rare, energetic, magical ~

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This total lunar eclipse known as a Blood Moon for its fiery red glow ~ which last happened in 1982 and will not occur again until the year 2033~ is the final one in a succession of four lunar eclipses which happened over April of 2014 to today, Sunday, 27 September 2015. A Day of CHANGE, Blessed Be!!

Muggle news across the interwebs including NASA and in the UK – illustrates the scientific happenings ~ The moon is closest to the sun – becoming a Perigree Moon ~

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Goddesses, Witches, Druids, all of us consciously honoring Earth and Universe magic and reverence know it is a time to renew ~ let go, clean out, prepare, become stronger, brighter, fully-majestic in our spirits and in our hearts and in our lights. Sites such as Magical Recipes and the work of my friend, Goddess Joanne Ameya Cohen divine the moon celebrations and what they mean for the greater good ~

The full moon in ARIES is a CALL TO ACTION ~ It will be UP TO YOU on how you can MAKE THE MOST OF THIS MOON for your own spirit, your own desire to RENEW. To embrace change. Your commitment to LETTING GO OF PAST WOUNDS, and to COMMIT to letting go of those aspects of our personality and habits and reactions that don’t serve us, and to choosing to CONNECT TO OUR TRUTH. Deep, down, honest. Create a ritual, don red, burn red candles and feel the fire in your spirit connect to the whole CREATRIX ~ no matter what you believe or practice, you cast a spell when you speak, we speak words of wisdom, change, faith, belief and renewal today.

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As a spirit being of the Goddess and God, we must all be committed to the HIGHEST GOOD, and in so doing, we HONOR OUR SPIRIT that has been with us since our spirit’s inception. Before we came to this Earth, and through our next visit here if it is indeed Earth where we alight next ~ to our next destination. We are here to bring forth BLESSINGS OF CREATIVITY, to allow our GIFTS TO BLESS OTHERS. Our gifts are as simple as a hug for another person, or as large as a creation of art of some kind. OUR GIFT IS OUR TRUTH, OUR TRUTH IS OUR GIFT.

Most of all, LOVE YOUR TRUE SELF through this day. Give yourself the gift of cleansing. Of clearance all that clogs our spirits and minds. Many of us may feel fragmented, I know I have of recent. I close my eyes to connect to the MOON, the LIGHT, the BEAM FROM THE SOURCE TO MY HEART. I CONNECT WITH YOU ~ I connect with my family and friends, my future friends – we all know each other now, WE ARE ALL CONNECTED NOW, the past, present and future are all with us now. EMBRACE OUR UNITY and look into the eyes of that spirit passing by and say, “I LOVE YOU.” When you do, you reinforce love for yourself, making your light even stronger for all the world and universe to see.

WE ARE ALL ONE. Never, never forget. WE ARE ALL CONNECTED. Even if you think you aren’t, you are.

So JOIN HANDS and FEEL THE POWER OF THE SUPER FULL MOON. Know that YOU ARE LOVED. YOU ARE BRILLIANT. YOU CREATE YOUR FULL MAGIC TODAY. Most of all, know YOU ARE BLESSED.

Goddess and God ~ Creatrix Light Being Source Energy  ~ with your beauty manifested in me, I can grow forth to meet the world, to share in the greater, divine purpose, to not let past negativity become me, to clear my channels and illuminate the light within ~ that which I share with all of us together in the Universe ~ all  in Love ~ I stand before you under this Blessed Full Blood Moon, Shining Thorough The Eclipse ~ committing to bringing forth the magic within to With All  ~ So Shall It Be!

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~ HERE IS to the SUPER FULL BLOOD MOON – CELEBRATE YOUR CHOOSING CLARITY AND CHANGE and BLESSED BE!!  ~

Read more from Alicia Gargaro-Magana in her visionary romance novel, MISS FANCY PANTS ~

CHOICE ~ DON’T LEAVE BEFORE THE MIRACLE HAPPENS

Choice, choices, choose – the DECISIONS we make are each CHOICES. We CHOOSE to take action. Though we sometimes feel like we do things ‘automatically’ – if we are HONEST, we will see that is not so. We chose, perhaps unconsciously, be we still were the ones to INSTIGATE THE ACTION, with our thoughts…oh, our thoughts!

HONESTY IN THOUGHT. There is the concept I think about. I have a spinning mind. It is colorful and clickie, like Wheel of Fortune! I adored the early days of Wheel of Fortune, Chuck Woolery and his fine hair. I loved the hangman puzzle, solving, buying vowels, winning from my living room.

We choose to spin that wheel though, too, don’t we? How it lands, perhaps that is up to the fates, but our reaction to its landing – then, we must contend with that choice too. So many choices, so little to do!

Tammy Faye would say to me, “Alicia, I always use KISS. Keep It Simple Stupid!” I used to scowl. “I don’t like that,” I’d say to myself. I don’t want to be stupid.

But I know that’s not what Tammy meant. She meant don’t over-complicate things. Us geniuses sure like to do that some bigass times. “If I do this, then I can do that, there will be time left over for that, but only if I leave ½ hour early, then we can make that show, but I will miss the end of that, but that’s okay because then we have longer on the back end here…” Oy vey. How we do go on!

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The choices I often make, if I am honest with myself, are people-pleasing choices. They may not be the right for me, but I arrogantly think they may be the right one for someone else. I am therefore the giver of opportunity. Therefore, the right one for me to make. It will be better for them, I think. That is thoughtfulness, right? Not always. That is not KISS by the way, that is SELFISHNESS. That is EGO. That is NONSENSE.

When your choice comes from true kindness, true thoughtfulness, then yes – that is so – but when it’s not. Then it’s inner and sometimes outer havoc. We spin.

There are many studied psychological reasons we people-please. Those of us who had bad things happen to us as young ones are notorious for doing it. Alcoholics. Check. Fear of not being liked or appreciated. Okay. But are they honest choices? Motivated by…? Reverse manipulation really. But when it’s truth…right then…we have made the right choice. We feel MOTIVATED by our decision. INSPIRED by our decision. When we help others freely, then that is goodness in action. When we don’t…Hmm…so much for such thought at 8:00am on a Sunday morning. I know it is 8:00am as the bells of St. Victor’s are tolling. Bless the Bells of St. Victor’s!

I’ve just now finished reading The Art of Hearing Heartbeats by Jan-Philipp Sendkar, given to me by my darling friend Kate Henson in Portland. (She is also responsible for my obsession with Crazy Rich Asians and therefore, China Rich Girlfriend, thank you, darling KK!) Don’t you adore a great friend who offers good books?! Hold on to them, they are treasures, the friends and the books!

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In this book, there is honest, unconditional love shared by two of the characters. True, connected, deeply rooted, not governed by looks or expectations, but by SPIRIT, the spirit of true love, and two hearts beating as one. One energy, joined forever. Yet choices made out of duty, expectations and tradition change the course of their lives and…so alas, I awake thinking about choice. Why do we honestly do the things we do? Why do we make the choices we do? Will we make our honest choice today or will we do what we think the other wants us to do? How many times have we said, “I didn’t have a choice.” Really?

We must not be lazy about our choices. I turned my car around at 7am on Wishire the other morning. I saw these amazing balls floating in MacArthur Park. I could have just driven by and said how pretty, I wonder what they are? But instead, I got out, looked at them swaying in the sunrise and looked them up. Portraits of HopeSpheres of MacArthur Park. Made by children and adults in Los Angeles. I learned something. I experienced the miracle of civic art. I chose to stop and look and I got a small miracle!

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I am encouraged to be honestly thoughtful today – at least so I don’t have a resentment later on. I may feel slightly guilty – because I’m not people-pleasing – about a choice I make, but I will feel worse about the resentment I will create if I am not honest about the choice I make now. Many of us live with many resentments ~ tiny, big, gigantic, minuscule, sometimes everlasting. But the thought that comes this morning is “Don’t leave before the miracle happens.” We say that in Alcoholics Anonymous, but it is true for every moment we make a choice. If you chose otherwise and not be honest, you might leave before the miracle happens. We may not get to see the tiny miracle that might otherwise change our lives. It may hit the one-million or…we may lose a turn. It may be that we have the tiniest feeling of wondering, what if I had done it that way? I have personally walked-away so many times before the end officially came. I watched a miracle happen right before my eyes, but because I chose to get up and go, I watched it walk right through the room and right out the door. And I just kept walking away. What if I had stayed put? How would it have turned out?

How many times have we done just that, honestly? More than once for me. But today, is a new day. And I have the power to choose. Blessed BE!

What Dreams May Come

WHAT DREAMS MAY COME ~ Indeed, from whence I last wrote – the Summer Solstice on 21 June, so much has passed and so many people dear to me, that I found it not possible to put into words all that I have experienced.

I have also been working in production day and night since start of July, that my hours are consumed, and my attention, not on writing. So it has been. This morning, I return, hoping all that is collected and brought here, makes some sense.

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Sadness becomes us as we face the passing of those close to our hearts and souls. Beautiful Goddess June E. Hudson, gifted artist Richard McKenzie, the one-year anniversary of brilliant Robin Williams’ going on his next great adventure… My amazing Goddess Aunt Molly Gorman who passed away ten years ago today…

Hard to believe any of them are not here on Earth any longer.

People. All brilliant lights. Parents to us all. Death is the next transition that will happen to all of us. It is inevitable. It is certain. It is something to be as celebrated as a birth. Sometimes we organize it for ourselves ~ sometimes it takes us by surprise. Sometimes we experience a long illness for which the end finally comes. However it does, we salute those on their next journey as they step onto the boat to cross over. What awaits them, only those making the crossing get to experience ~ so many have made it and no one has come back saying it isn’t pleasant, so we can believe it must be lovely ~ I like to think so anyway!

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I believe in the afterlife whole-heartedly. I was lucky to see it brought to this life when I worked on What Dreams May Come with Robin Williams. Now THAT was an awesome journey! Life, death, art, color, imagination, recreation, envisioning ~ manifesting to the SUPREME. BELIEVE it is FABULOUS and it IS! KNOW that you have the power to make it what you want it to be, and it IS! Share in your VISION and it IS! ACT AS IF and it IS!

I am indeed, so BEYOND BLESSED to have shared in the energy of so many awesome people over the years. To think how fortunate I was to have shared in the energy of Robin while we made What Dreams May Come! Everyone who worked on the picture will tell you – it radically changed each of our lives in some capacity. Fitting that he was the STAR, for Robin is singular among us, a shining beacon who has always lived on another plane, his sparkling blue eyes radiating brilliance, flying across a stratosphere all his own…

We all have dreams we watch float by. Sometimes we reach out, grab it and ride them like a whale or a dolphin as we dip and dive into the waters of creation. We hold on for dear life as they shoot up into the skies to sprinkle the world with manifestation. Or…if we don’t grab on, we watch them float by and we might wave… Maybe the next, maybe the next! Maybe I won’t be afraid! Maybe…I’LL DO IT!
What I know today is those who have gone on during this summertime, each of them left true works of art. Whether it was their amazing, incredibly creative children and grandchildren, their own works of physical art, or their funny sayings we recall, their personalities, if not always inviting, inspired laughter, hilarious moments we recall. My grandmother, Cicely O’Donovan, said so many incredible bon mots, to recount them would take another entry. In fact, I shall devote one to her another time. She lived in the clouds so often, her world was all her own. And… it is a reminder to each one of us ~ our world is our own…but in living day-to-day, we do share it with others. Maybe for the good, perhaps not for some, but always it is THIS LIFE NOW.

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So I ask this now… What dreams may come? What of YOUR DREAMS may come? What of OUR DREAMS do we manifest while we have this time on Earth? What are we doing to really DREAM? We dream to create, to take us somewhere new… or old. To create a business, a place to live, a voyage to take…

I daydream of Paris often. I daydream of a hike I took with our extended family in Lake Tahoe in the summertime – through an expansive field filled with flowers. It was like commercial for soap or some such. But it affected me so at the time that sometimes I go back there in my mind to figure out why. I daydream of Los Angeles when it was quiet. I daydream of a house one day I will live in with my own family. I dream to create on some level ~ To take me on a new journey. I dream to get stronger, to be at peace and to be not afraid.

So this morning, I send blessings and THANK YOUs and salutations to all who have made the journey before me – the crossing from the mundane to the EXTRAORDINARY. Who are the BRAVE ADVENTURERS.

Fly, be free! You are AWESOME and forever, are BLESSED BE!!

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Read Alicia Gargaro-Magana’s book ~ MISS FANCY PANTS

Happy Summer Solstice!

BLESSINGS! It’s SUNRISE at the SUMMER SOLSTICE!!

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Happy Summer Solstice! Happy Father’s Day! Happy SUN-Day! Happy Longest Day of the Year!

Be outside! DANCE, SHARE, LOVE and honor the LIGHT we get to experience each and every day. And if you know someone who doesn’t feel it or see light – well, send some their way. Today there should be LIGHT FOR EVERYONE!!

I’m in Palm Springs where the light is just absolutely GORGE every day. It is the desert so the landscapes are generally light, sandy. The San Jacinto Mountains, luminous as the sun rises, thereby bouncing even more majestic light to the entire Coachella Valley below. The mountains are the guardians, the keepers of the magic that stirs well beneath the earth, the water tables rising, falling, flowing underneath, that which we cannot see. The air is HOT.

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So much of who we are ~ are like majestic mountains. Our souls, keeping us firm as we station ourselves onto our living Earth. We watch what happens around us, feeling the rumblings underneath our surface, our source spirits, lifting, ebbing, flowing. We reflect the light around us unto others. We catch the snow or the rain and let it fall unto the rivers and streams that we nourish throughout our lives. WE ARE SOURCE, WE ARE LIGHT, WE ARE SPIRIT. WE ARE REFLECTION.

WE ARE FATHER AND MOTHER, even if we physically are not such so to another human being, we are all Mother and Father of the Earth we live upon, ideally, BLESSING it each day, giving THANKS for it each day, and helping to NOURISH it, each moment, watering, tending, gardening and also, yes, we destroy, sometimes with intention, sometimes, we don’t even know we are doing it. Sometimes, we simply look in the other direction and pretend not to see what is really going on.

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Today, nourish your own spirit and soul, giving thanks for your presence on earth. For FERTILITY that this mid-summer time brings. Fertility for NEW IDEAS, for INSPIRATION, for IMAGINATION, for MANIFESTATION, for BABIES, for NEW PLANTS, for FLOWERS so this little hummingbird buzzing next to me will get to enact its joyous purpose, to help pollinate the rest of the environ, here in the gorgeous, living desert. POLLINATE YOUR LIFE TODAY! Have a lovely SUMMER SOLSTICE wherever you are! Blessed Be!!

PS here is news of Summer Solstice at Stonehenge – We were in England at Solstice time and at Stonehenge just two days before in 2010 and it was indeed MAGICAL!

TIME ~ http://time.com/3929483/summer-solstice-stonehenge

BBC – http://www.bbc.com/news/uk-england-wiltshire-33211353