Blog of Paranormal Author JO LYNNE VALERIE

♥ LIVE ON THE AIR Wednesday, January 25, 9 p.m. EST! ♥

2012-01-24T20:22:00.000-08:00

Please join myself and red-hot diva Candi Fox for our RADIO-SHOW-PARTY LIVE ONLINE, Wednesday night from 9 until 10 p.m., EST.

♥ THE TOPIC

"MODERN DATING"

It's gonna be fun, fun, fun! We'll have a LIVE CHAT ROOM where you can log in, chat and share opinions/stories. And we'll also be TAKING YOUR CALLS throughout the show at (818) 495-6931.

So timely! So relevant! Social media, dating sites and text messaging have changed the dating game completely! The opportunities and downfalls have never been more abundant. We gotta break this down and discuss! Please join us. :)

♥ LET'S MAKE IT PERSONAL
What are your favorite dates? What is your definition of a date? If you're just "chillin'" or "hanging out", is that a date? And what of chivalry? Is it dead, alive and well, or... or--- should it be something both genders support?

* I've had a lot of questions on facebook and twitter, regarding my romantic status over the past year. I'll finally answer those questions.:)

♥ THE JUICY
We all have people we admire, appreciate or downright desire. I'll be dishing my TOP THREE GUYS I WANNA MEET and my TOP THREE GUYS I'D HOOK UP WITH IN A MINUTE. Can't wait to dish the juicy!

♥ THE GET INVOLVED-NESS
What's a good, fun radio broadcast without something you can win? During the show, I'll be giving away a sweet little prize pack consisting of:

1. ParaGoddess Incense to create your own romantic evening!
2. Some of my exclusive author swag, consisting of book flats and my new sickly decorated Strange Love bookmarks!

All you have to do to win is:

1. Be listening to the show

2. Call in during our live broadcast or holler in the chat room.

This is gonna be mad good fun. Get excited, friends. And join us Wednesday night! LINK TO THE SHOW RIGHT HERE. :)

-JoLynne ♥ #ParaGoddess

☽ New Moon

2012-01-24T04:53:00.000-08:00

We have completed the deep, dark, waning moon phase and have emerged on the other side... after three days' dark moon. Breathe deep, darling... it's NEW MOON. The planet and all her beings respond whether they realize it, or not.

That's because (*refresher course*) our gorgeous lunar orb regulates all bodies of water: oceans, seas, lakes and your human body, which is at the very least 75% water. Indeed, there is a reason farmers and hunters plan their work around the phases of the moon...

That pretty thing in the sky isn't just a luminary, it's regulating your heart rate, it's influencing your brainwaves and dictating some of your moods. Ladies, it's got your menstruation, your ovulation. And boys, it's got your semen production and testosterone-fueled behaviors. So much more than just a pretty light; the moon sets the tone.

Your buzz words now are: POTENTIAL and POSSIBILITY ~ POSITIVE and PROGRESSIVE. What a delicious quartet of words.

Identify and bless your goals... lay your plans and follow through with positive thinking and sustained effort. Strengthen and deepen your spiritual practice. The time is now.

♥ #ParaGoddess

p.s. Won't you join me in practicing generosity,

kindness and compassion, daily?

These are elevated behaviors which raise our personal vibration...

in turn drawing more blessings into our lives.

What a gorgeous, Divinely-arranged arrangement. So cool.♥

The End

2012-01-24T04:50:00.000-08:00

I thought for sure things would end differently. All of it. Apparently even a #ParaGoddess can be wrong....

{So as the moon rose, she vowed to never speak to him again.
And as the sun set, he vowed to forget her forever.
All of their friends agreed this was best.
Martha and Tom were grateful and willing.
Everyone spoke aloud (and whispered to themselves) the lies required for life to go on.
The stars that had aligned, turned away. The angels who had conspired, cried. The End }

Jan 20, 21, 22 ~

2012-01-23T02:36:00.000-08:00

Friday was a day to descend into the reality of my current life. I stayed in a favorite baby doll night-dress all day, and worked from bed. I wrote in my journal, worked on the new novel, created character profiles and did some artwork with my colored pencils. Friday was a day to descend... and create. To reflect... and release. It prepared me for my Saturday.

Saturday was a day to pull it all together and turn it all on. I put in my time at the ballet studio and emerged feeling myself and strong... stronger. I went home and prepared for the evening. I was to attend a grand soiree hosted by a well known local piano man, and read aloud a passage from Strange Love, then share intuitive insights with some guests. More than 200 people attended the soiree, and there was live music by some twenty local acts throughout the night. The libations were over the top and I couldn't have been more graciously received. I left a message of thanks for my host, written in lipstick on the bathroom mirror (of course) and then took leave into the night, with my secret escort...

{ I wore this dress (left) to the party. Hard to see, but it's a gorgeous black and silver evening gown, very low dipped back. I wore gorgeous satin heels and big hair. The "dress" on the right, hanging from my lamp, is actually an earring and hair flower holder ~ }

Sunday was a quiet day. I read... and I wrote. Contemplated much and cooked up a storm. I was grateful for the presence of my son and nephew... all weekend, really. But by sunset on Sunday, the lake called me... Outside was a beautiful shade of winter; not cold... just too pretty. The snow was almost soft, underfoot. I snapped pictures (it's become a hobby, I suppose...) and ventured nearly to the end of the farthest rocky pier.

{ I didn't want to leave. I find I can't take it in enough. I find myself wondering... and murmuring aloud, How will I ever live without this? Where can I go, from here...? And I find, not everyone can understand that... }

As the light was leaving, I returned home, reluctantly... there to make dinner (Portuguese sticky rice and beans and cheese quesadillas with home-made salsa, one of my son's favorite meals) and dust a banana cake I'd baked earlier, with powered sugar. The evening was for wine and text messaging... the wee hours were for music and thought... and now, the morning is for sleeping ~

#peace, bloggy. Adore this venue of expression and release ~

♥ #ParaGoddess

I'm Co-Hosting The Candi Fox Show! ...Wed. Jan. 25 ~ "Modern Dating"

2012-01-20T16:47:00.000-08:00

I'm thrilled to have been invited to co-host the CANDI FOX radio show. I'm even more excited about the topic of conversation: MODERN DATING. Each of my books contains a strong romantic element, and lots of passion in addition to the supernatural and paranormal threads. So as you might imagine, co-hosting this show already feels like a very special treat.

Let's talk about how we meet people nowadays, and what some of the trends and risks are. Social media and cell phone messaging has changed the rules of the game, entirely... WE HAVE A LOT TO TALK ABOUT!

Please join Candi Fox and myself this WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 25 for a special one-hour live radio broadcast.

There will be a LIVE CHAT ROOM and we'll be taking YOUR CALLS. Please check back in the next day or two, for a live link and the telephone number. Meanwhile... get ready for this fun broadcast! And get all your comments and questions ready for me. :) ♥ #ParaGoddess

a time between time ~

2012-01-17T21:20:00.000-08:00

[ Midnight. That wan slice of time between time...

No longer night. Not quite morning. Midnight ~ ]

Last night was the calm before the storm. I stood in my driveway, closed my eyes and took in the quiet. The lake was still... too still. The air was warm for January; perhaps too warm. A mist fell; a fog gathered. It was the calm before the storm.

Said storm arrived about 8 o'clock tonight. When I say my little house shook, I kid you not. My bedroom window literally blew open. I had to make sure all three screen doors were latched, because--- well, as you might imagine, the outer doors were in danger.

I loved it. I love storms. It was only a matter of time before I wanted to get out into it... and get out into it, I did. But not for long. That crazy wind drove me right back inside!

But first......... I debuted a few things. The new hair. In honor of the new heroine I'm writing, the bangs are back. Oh, and that's my favorite new hair feather. Isn't it so old-school burlesque? *wink*

{ more shots of the hair on my #twitter feed }

Fresh new batch of my beloved current release, Strange Love. I'll be posting a synopsis and an excerpt or two in the coming days, but for now, feast your eyes on the display.:) Which includes my brand new hand-beaded book marks! I designed them myself, and yep, those beads are what I jetted to the craft store for, last night. I'm really excited to say the bookmarks also feature character bios, on the back.:)

{ SIGNED COPIES HERE ~ along with my exclusive author swag and these gorgeous new beaded bookmarks }

The storm continues to rage outside. Wind and rain and waves and just... crazy weather. But at this moment... in this small slice of time between time, there's no storm at all.

At this moment, it's just you and I ~ ♥ #ParaGoddess

i want to be right there...

2012-01-17T06:23:00.000-08:00

I WANT TO BE RIGHT THERE. Stepping into that boat for one more fast go-round before it gets dark. I have on denim shorts and a fitted Tshirt (I can't stand loose stuff). Cute Sperry's - no socks, of course. No makeup, just my favorite lip balm from Sally's. Hair down, top clipped back. I want to watch the sun sinking and feel the warm air all around me.

I want to breathe deep and smell the water and the woods and hear the sounds and know that the best of summer is yet to come... Know that the rest of the night stretches wide before me. He'll do the rowing. We won't talk much. Who would want to ruin the scenery?

Then we'll go home and he'll fire up the grill; I'll pull out the marinated stuff and we'll make dinner. We'll eat outside as the stars come out. Uncork a bottle or two... The rest of the night? Well, we'll leave that to imagination... ♥ #ParaGoddess

January 17 ~

2012-01-17T05:28:00.000-08:00

I'm going to the museum today. I sort of love it there. The familiar smell, the heavy front door, even the entrance, trekking up the long walk, past the herb garden.

I had a few Saturdays there as a child, and then began going as often as I could, once I was able. I've spent entire summers at the museum, hiding out from the heat, escaping the suburbs, immersing myself in other worlds...

I think I tried to do too much in recent days. My body hi-jacked me and slapped me with a cold (translation: get down, and stay down!) Two days in bed. I could barely stand it. But holistic health is powerful stuff; I threw everything I know at this cold (Vit-C, zinc, echinacea, mineralized water).

{the entire time I was sick, Jynx never left my side. good man~}

Last night, feeling better, I traded night-dress for sweats and a tank, put on moccasins and went to the craft store. I've been gripped with the desire to make things...

As I came home, standing in my driveway, I realized what had been missing all day---the sound of the lake. There were no waves last night, hardly any sound.

I stood perfectly still, closed my eyes and listened. Listened with all my senses... A light mist had begun to fall. Fog was descending. And the smell... a thaw... like spring.

So it's raining today, a light rain. Perfect for the museum. I'll escape my world for the afternoon, and experience other worlds ~ space world; hi-tech science world; old time 1800's world; Native-Amerian Indian world; Alaskan Eskimo world---and more...

Now that I've grown up (to the extent that I have...) I've often mused that I love the museum so much, because my life and life's work, have been about creating worlds, as an author.

And these days... indeed, this entire year, has made me question what I think I know, including what's real... so cheers to going someplace that's always made me solid.

I'm going to wear a cute fitted black skirt with warm, patterned leggings and knee-high boots. A fitted long sleeve top with a hipster scarf. I'll sip my chai and walk the halls... duck into the hollowed out tree upstairs and walk slowly through the under-the-sea exhibit. Then I'll tuck myself into a coffee shop nearby and work on the new novel. That is my plan for today, January 17. And these are the tracks that are in my head ~ < / 3 #ParaGoddess

5:14 a.m. ...

2012-01-13T02:25:00.000-08:00

... time for bed. [scrubbed face, ponytail] Made yesterday's page count AND today's. Designed *and ordered* new book marks. Registered for my first Con and book signing for the upcoming summer/autumnal tour, and I'm in email negotiations for a second. Friday will be devoted to-------well, sleep, first of all. It's storming outside---perfect. Goodnight, world. < / 3 #ParaGoddess

This one's for us ♥

2012-01-13T00:48:00.000-08:00

[ on repeat ] This is for my lovers and dreamers, wherever you are ~ For those who know there's no time like the present... because there's no time to waste.

This song gets me. It talks to me much like the wind does. It makes me want to reach back in time, seize the potential of today and reach forward to when things will be pretty again ~

VOLUME UP. Can't stop listening to this song.

[ screen falling off the door

door hanging off the hinges

my feet are still sore

my back's on the fringes

we tore up the walls

we slept on couches

we lifted this house

WE LIFTED THIS HOUSE

firecrackers in the east

my car parked south

your hands on my cheeks

your shoulder in my mouth

i was up against the wall

on the west mezzanine

we rattled this town

we rattled this scene ]

#ParaGoddess ♥

Moonbeams Cafe ☽

2012-01-13T00:26:00.000-08:00

Have you heard? Oh darling, it's all the rage. There's a pretty new place in town, an intimate little bistro. It is called (quite appropriately so) Moonbeams Cafe. In actuality, it's an open Facebook community for folks to share and discover good things to eat.

But here's the cool thing: I'll be choosing ONE RECIPE at the end of this month, then cooking it personally, on film. That video will be uploaded to my Youtube channel and posted on the Wall of Moonbeams Cafe. I may be making a surprise announcement or two during the video, I'm not sure *wink, wink* ~ you'll have to join in the fun, and watch the video, to find out.:)

I'd love to make *your* recipe, on film. So tell me sweetie, what's your favorite thing to eat? What tantalizes your taste buds, what sweet or savory concoction causes you to salivate? Remember, post your suggestions right on the page of Moonbeams Cafe. If I choose your recipe, I'll notify you right away and then I'll be cooking it right on film, in the little kitchen of my lakehouse. As well, you'll receive a shout-out on the vid. Can't wait.:)

FUN PHOTO DETAIL: I shot this pic by pulling what produce I had, out of my refrigerator, and arranging it artistically among candles. The open bottle of wine was there for effect (not a good enough quality for drinking, or even for cooking, in my opinion~) and the full wine glass bore a very good quality German table rose; so good in fact, that the glass had to be re-filled during the multiple rounds of rearranging... until I got this photo just....right. ;)

Jan 11 ~

2012-01-11T10:46:00.000-08:00

Hi, Mom. I'm having a hard time today. : / Sometimes I can be doing so well, I'm able to blog or tweet stuff or interact with readers on Facebook and sometimes I can go out. But then the wind will change, and it's like yesterday morning at the grocery store. I was putting things in my cart, buying stuff for dinner. I started walking slower and slower, just like I did that night we left the hospital. By the time I got to the cash register, I was having to bite the insides of my cheeks to keep myself from crying.

Just like when I was a kid. Yeah, I still do that. Bet you didn't know. Or maybe you know everything now... things I wish I knew... Like what the rings of Jupiter really look like. What it's like to pass through the Gates. If the archangel Michael really has a badass sword. If my theory about black holes is true or not. I hope it is. I actually bet that shit is true.

People act so strange around death. Some people have avoided me because it seems like they're afraid it will rub off on them, and they don't want anyone in their life to die. Other people are awkward but they say the usual things, so sorry for your loss; my condolences... Other people avoid me because they've got a family relationship that's bad but they're choosing not to fix it, and I'm the stark reality that they probably should fix it, because once someone's gone, they're gone, and it can happen on a dime...

I mean, I know we'll see each other again. But it's just that I can't go to your apartment, open the sliding door, and find you sitting on the couch, anymore. And I really want to do that.

I tried really hard to understand you, and I think I really did put a lot of the pieces together. You always worried about me, because you said I wasn't street smart or world smart. I wonder if now you see the kind of smarts I have.

You worried about me being alone too much. But I always was a loner, ma. Some people are just like that. You were a social butterfly, so we didn't speak a common language. :'(

I tried to explain that some people need more... because you could't understand my convictions and life decisions. I just have a wind blowing inside me... I see the world through a different lens... And you say silly and volatile like they're bad things... I know you wanted me to live in the suburbs and not be a writer. But I can't, and I am. I know you wanted me to be married. And maybe, hopefully, someday I will be again. But everyone deserves to be evenly yoked.

I have a lot to be excited about, ma. I always did throw myself into my career when my light got dark. I got a book contract, I have a radio show coming up, my current books have been selling well, I've got a new one in the works and I'm shooting a cooking video at the end of this month.

In the wee hours, I got up and pulled out some books I want to re-read, I found some old notes for the book I'm working on now, and I got all determined to go on a vacation this winter. I fell back to sleep thinking about a warm beach and warm sun and how this year I'm going to make it happen.

But I can't get out of bed today, ma. :'( And I really wish I could. It doesn't look like January, it's mild and sunny, and the beach looks so pretty. I'm so happy you got to see the beach before you left!!! I promise I'll go at some point today, for you. I'll smoke a clove and do a shot and it'll be for you, ma!! But for now, I've got my blue corn chips and my hummus and my water from Lori's. I know you hated that food, but I swear if you were here, I'd make you the biggest cheeseburger.

< / 3 #ParaGoddess

Cheers to the nerds, the misfits and the under-dogs ♥

2012-01-10T12:54:00.000-08:00

We all know *that girl*. Maybe you've seen *that boy*. Maybe YOU ARE that individual.

I knew I was really different, as a very little girl. I looked different, felt different than other people did (or so they said...) and was never really interested in the things that seemed to interest others (like popular TV shows, sports or anything that seemed careless or silly to me).

I was much more interested in feeling the warmth of the summer sun on my shoulders, and marveling at the way it looked behind my closed eyelids. The never-ceasing-to-vary patterns of snowflakes fascinated me, and I found the night-time sky much more interesting. Pressing flowers or collecting rocks was infinitely more my style.

But it wasn't until I was older that I realized... *it was* a style. MY STYLE. That being different, nerdy, a "misfit" by popular standards, or the under-dog, was a path all its' own. And a powerful one at that.

Because it's the path of individuality. It's the path of personal acceptance. And my friends... my dear loves, personal acceptance equals personal empowerment. Let me put that down in a math equation everyone (including alien races) can understand {{and I hate math!!}}

Individuality + Personal Acceptance = Personal Empowerment ♥

And then sometimes, sometimes... something REALLY COOL happens. Sometimes the under-dog wins. Sometimes the outcast becomes popular. And then it's a boon for the nerds and the misfits, everywhere! Not because we're "winning", but because what we've known, what our hearts have told us---that we're okay... who we are is okay---well, that's been true all along.:)

*raises an afternoon glass of Riesling* Cheers, darling. I'm off to the kitchen now, to make delicious edibles for company this evening. Be well, and be safe. - JoLynne ♥ #ParaGoddess

IT'S REAL ♥ [ song obsession ]

2012-01-09T16:39:00.000-08:00

When I become obsessed with a song, there is always, ALWAYS a reason. And I can't stop listening to this song. My musical tastes are unconventional... and diverse. But I think everyone will be able to relate to this song, and the thoughts I have about it.

Because who of us hasn't doubted ourselves, at some point in time? Who hasn't reviewed our goals or dreams, and then proceeded to talk down to ourselves, as to exactly why it will likely never happen? And who hasn't been madly in love, and eventually questioned whether the object of our affection truly loves us in return?

Perhaps you wonder if *our relationship* is real. The one between YOU AND I. I've had actual conversations with individuals, some of them other authors, who have tried to tell me that the relationship between author and reader can be authentic, yes, but it's naturally from a distance, and that's the way it should be. I've argued, passionately and vehemently, to the contrary.

Ours is a real connection. We come to know each other through these blog posts and sometimes you come see me (at workshops or book signings). Maybe we exchange comments on Facebook, or tweets. In all instances, we feel as though we know one another, because in a very real way... we do. *Ours is a real connection.*

Our beating hearts are real. And yes... YES, we can make every desire, every dream REAL. Conceive...believe...achieve, receive.

Am I all over the place with this post? Not really. It's all connected...

Bottom line, fuck all the non believers. The doubters and the nay sayers. I know what I know. And ~

IT'S REAL.

♥ #ParaGoddess

I walked on decomposing leaves
I skated on a frozen sea
It's real, as far as I can see...

Wolf Moon {{ Jan 7,8,9 ~ }}

2012-01-09T10:10:00.000-08:00

Did you see that, last night? That was the FULL WOLF MOON, darling... Every full moon is powerful but the Wolf Moon has a vibe all it's own. On this full moon, we tend to get intense, deep, and start thinking about who we are... what we (really) want, and where we are headed.

Wolf Moon makes us go within... and we find ourselves contemplating old issues and matters of the heart. This moon gets its' name according to the native observation that now, as we start the deepest leg of winter, wolves living in the wild may find their food supplies becoming scarce... and they can be heard howling at night. Wolves also howl when they're missing their mate, their pack, or the absent components that make them complete.

So let me ask you, sweetie... what's scarce in your life, at this time? What are you going without? What, or who, is missing? And what, or who, are you howling for? Even if that howling is silent, inward...

Wolf Moon energy is not a cozy, dreamy vibe. It is big, intense, raw and deep. Sure, you can shy away from it, avoid it, if you will. But not for long. Not forever.

I'll admit, this moon tends to unhinge us a little. But that's alright; does us good every once in a while.

< / 3 #ParaGoddess

January 4 ~

2012-01-04T09:07:00.000-08:00

[ JANUARY 4, 2012 ] I'm in my little kitchen at the lakehouse. Making coffee, admiring the slant of the light coming through the window, taking note of the faint scent of incense as it wafts in from the foyer. Coffee's a big deal... haven't had the urge to make or drink a cup in almost a week. If I'm being honest, 3Olives Pomegranate (chilled, up) has been my best friend. But it's coffee this morning, and from here, I'm going to the grocery store.

The big question was: would I start back at the studio, tonight? My January ballet intensive starts this evening. Sign-up's been good. Not great, but good. Another instructor is absolutely at the ready, down to teach this class for me. But sometime in the wee hours, I knew I would go. And then I realized there was never any question that I would go.

I mean, life is for the living, life must go on, and all that. But I don't really believe these days of half-thoughts, sentences abandoned mid-speech, and periods of silent, pained analysis, are living. Nor would I wish this kind of half-life on anyone. But we'll all go through it; death will touch us all. I know that.

And I know that when I'm immersed in the ballet, I am alive. Just as when I'm cooking and writing, I am alive. So I'll pick up some groceries, make some good things (nothing complicated; maybe just a one-casserole dish, enough for a neighbor; he's a little old widower not long for this world...) and then I'll head down to Hochstein to meet my students. Unless they've met me before, they'll think I'm the silent, serious type, the *THIS IS BALLET, PEOPLE* type. That's alright.

So then... by the end of today, having cooked, danced and written this post, I will have done all the things that make me feel "alive"-----and maybe... maybe that will make me a little more okay. : /

Maybe I'll have more to say at some point; it's hard to say. These are strange days, and I am a stranger, touring a strange land...

< / 3 #ParaGoddess

Jan 3 ~

2012-01-03T19:43:00.000-08:00

Believe me when I tell you the air was white. Frozen, crystalline... #winterbeach

And here is the soundtrack for this pic ~

< / 3

< - 3 {{12/29/5:30}}

2011-12-30T17:53:00.000-08:00

My darlings, there has been a death in my very small family ~

I won't be here for a while.

(♥) #ParaGoddess

Tuesday, December 27 ~ ♥

2011-12-27T19:23:00.000-08:00

#Cheers to being spontaneous. #Cheers to coffee from the drive-thru and power shopping at the mall with friends and pretty sparkly finds (tanks and hair flowers and a hair feather, too) and dinner out and a cozy house to come home to ~

#Cheers to patchouly incense and vanilla candles. To comfy bed short and tank sets and fresh, crisp sheets. #Cheers to good wine and good music. #ParaGoddess ------- ♥

What I'm Listening To, Today... #Christmas2011

2011-12-25T18:51:00.000-08:00

When our thoughts, feelings and perspectives change, our outside lives change. But we only change on the INSIDE, when we're really ready to. And that means seeing and acknowledging the truth about who we are. And then being willing to make sustained effort to become who we want to be... the person we know we're meant to be.

I wouldn't do last Christmas over again if you paid me. Nor would I repeat 2011 if it came with pretty Julian wrapped in a bow. Then again, I wouldn't trade these days ---today, right now--- for the world, either.

These are my thoughts this #holiday season. And as I cooked and entertained and did the mom thing (all the while absoLUTELY doing the #ParaGoddess thing~) here's what I was listening to. ☽♥

{{ this caught my attention... MAD SEXXY }}

{[ and this was cool, too... }}

{{these songs kept coming on my new #pandora, frequently~ }}

{{ then a friend recommended this... and I #luvvved ~ }}

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BUT THIS--------- *THIS* was my pick of the day. This track stayed on repeat forEVER ~

I've always loved me some pretty Julian.

Merry Christmas, one and all.
What an insane transitory year it's been.

But it's all good, and it's so fucking good to be back.

New book and new hair and new contract and all.:)

PARA ♥ GODDESS

[ midnight ::: winter solstice ]

2011-12-21T21:13:00.000-08:00

As dusk fell, it was balmy. No waves; calm, gently lapping water. Surface as smooth as glass. But then that changed...

And the weather turned wild and stormy ~ loud wind, flying leaves and then... then... the rains came. I was thrilled. I'd already lit multiple candles and poured a glass; it was time to take it down one step further... So ~

I took off my makeup, pulled the hair into a ponytail and put on my favorite little cheetah mini nightgown.

Just as I was settling in for the night, this song came on... one of my all-time favorites.

Ideal opportunity say how much I adore you, and how I truly wish you a beautiful and blessed #SolsticeNight♥

♥---JoLynne #ParaGoddess #Sexxylicious #MoonbeamsCafe #CosmicEnergies

Delicious Solstice Fare ~

2011-12-21T09:14:00.000-08:00

I'd like to share two recipes I created for a little dinner party I had last night. Here you'll find the salad, and the dessert ~ kindly refer to my #facebook page for an incredible pasta recipe you can use as the entree.

In my opinion, this salad is both filling enough to be a meal, and healthy enough to justify the dessert I'm featuring, below:)

Mixed Greens with fresh Mozarella, Tomato and Basil

{serves 1}

Handful of mixed greens including baby Romaine

2 slices fresh tomato

1 slice of fresh mozzarella, halved

Garnish with a sprig of fresh basil

Dress with a drizzle of ev olive oil, sprinkling of sea salt, freshly cracked black pepper

☽♥

TRIPLE FUDGE RASPBERRY TORTE

Traditionally, a torte is any cake with at least three layers ~

we've got that covered :)

CAKE

2 cups sugar, 1 3/4 cups flour, 3/4 cup cocoa,

1 1/2 tsp baking powder, 1 1/2 tsp baking soda, 2 eggs, 1 cup milk,

1/2 c vegetable oil, 2 tsp vanilla, 1 cup boiling water

ADDITIONAL INGREDIENTS NEEDED

1 8-oz can red raspberry pie filling, 1 quart heavy whipping cream, 3/4 cup powdered sugar, 1 1/2 tsp vanilla extract, fresh red raspberries, fresh black raspberries, chocolate syrup

INSTRUCTIONS

Preheat oven to 350F. Lightly grease a *jelly roll pan* (this is important; for the same cake as I've made, you must use a jelly roll pan). In a large bowl, sift together the dry ingredients. Add eggs, milk, oil and vanilla. Beat on medium speed two minutes. Stir in boiling water. Batter will be thin; this is normal. Pour into prepared jelly roll pan and bake 25-25 minutes, testing with toothpick for doneness. Remove from oven when cake tests done; cool.

PREPARE THE TORTE

Using a skewer stick, poke holes all over the cake. Lightly drizzle chocolate syrup over the top, allowing the syrup to seep through the holes, into the cake. Spread the entire can of raspberry pie filling over the top, just to the edges of the cake.

In a large whipping bowl (I use a standup mixer), make the whipped cream. Combine 2 cups of the heavy whipping cream, vanilla and powdered sugar. Beat until firm but not stiff (when cream becomes stuff, the next step is curdling, which you DO NOT want!), approximately 2 minutes. Immediately, spoon the whipped cream evenly over the cake.

Top with fresh berries. Slice into rectangular servings. Drizzle additional fudge syrup over the top. Prepare for oohs and ahhs. :)

HAPPY SOLSTICE NIGHT from my heart and home, to yours ~

- JoLynne #ParaGoddess ☽♥

IT'S WINTER SOLSTICE, ♥ BABY........... the light's been waning, night will fall early tonight... allow me to light a fire in your soul ♥

2011-12-21T08:44:00.000-08:00

**Winter Solstice** ~ The shortest day and longest night of the year. It's time to light some candles, set a fire blazing in that fireplace if you've got one and let the fire blaze in your heart, too ~
It's also time to let the hearth-fires burn ~ today is a day to cook comfort food. To that end, I'll be sharing the recipe for a lovely and stylish little salad along with a decadent dessert worthy of presentation on Solstice Night. ♥

Taking the vibe even deeper...........Solstice this year falls on DARK MOON IN SCORPIO ~ I couldn't be more thrilled. Everything's intense, passionate, sultry, rich with meaning and depth and that Intuition of yours is ON FIRE. Make sure you listen to it ~ no second guessing yourself today. ♥

But that vibe is overwhelming for some. Dark Moon in #Scorpio is edgy and powerful, unrelenting and constant. It brings with it a constant WHIR that feels like an undercurrent that whisks you away from reality... to a deeper, more spiritual but very intense place. In that place, dreams merge with reality, reality melts away and truth steps to the forefront. Your Intuition tells you things you're not sure can possibly be real... but your soul knows *of course it's real* ~ ...Crazy, right? I know, darling, I know. {{ Translation: welcome to my world. It's all Scorpio over here, all the time! }}

Today, thoughts will run deep and you may find yourself pondering old hurts, memories and dreams. That's okay, baby... just means it's time to take them out and look at them... ponder the situations and heal them. Bet that strikes a deep chord.;)

Your God-given Intuition will run high today, as well. This is always present in you, but it's magnified today by the power of Solstice Night (this is my preferred name) and Dark Moon in Scorpio. Be mindful of negative energies and thoughts; reject them if they come to call. Anger is beneath you; holding grudges serves no purpose but to make you sour and unhealthy; revenge is for fools and amateurs; jealousy is for those who lack confidence.

So as you reject all and any negative thoughts that may come, open wide to the vibe of the day and the positive energies Dark Moon in Scorpio can offer, instead: increased spirituality, thoughts and communications that are deep with meaning, rife with significance, infused with spirituality, vibrant with passion and sensuality.

Here in my little home on the lake, I lit candles in every room before sunrise, and I'll keep them going well into the night... Join me in making this Winter Solstice every bit as beautiful and personal as you can ~ With love from #HouseParaGoddess and #MoonbeamsBistro ---JoLynne ♥

The PARA♥GODDESS Yuletide Fortnight Contest

2011-12-16T20:22:00.000-08:00

I'm super excited about this new book. And when I get excited, I wanna give stuff away. Plus it's holiday time. SO GUESS WHAT??!! It's a coooonnnnntttteeeessssttt!! << (okay, perhaps a tad over-excited, but A. I have a new book in edit, B. It's holiday time, and C. We're gonna run a C-O-N-T-E-S-T !! :-)

Here's the thing, though. With the date being as close to Christmas as it is, and the post office being as busy as we know it is, we're gonna have to do this fast. That's okay; I KNOW WE CAN DO THIS!! *insert *

So this is gonna be The PARA♥GODDESS Yuletide Fortnight Contest. That means we're gonna launch it tonight, run it for a couple of days (through Monday at midnight, let's say) and wrap it up by then so I can mail stuff out. Good? GOOD! You in? I hope so! :)

Here's a pic of what you can win:

1. A bag of gourmet Pumpkin Spice Coffee

2. A bag of Chocolate Truffle Coffee

3. A cute snowman travel coffee mug
(so you can take your java on the go!)

4. A delicious smelling small Yankee Candle jar
~ Mulled Cider fragrance

5. 2 holiday pointsettia dish towels
~ ya know, in case you spill your coffee :)

6. ParaGoddess swag flats
plus some Hershey's kisses and peppermints

GOOD STUFF, RIGHT?! Okay, so HERE ARE THE RULES ~ please read carefully.

1. You MUST be FOLLOWING THIS BLOG. Hit the follow button above, or along the left sidebar.
2. You MUST FOLLOW ME ON TWITTER. << that's a link right there. Click it and follow me.:)
3. You MUST COMMENT THIS BLOG POST. Commenting on Facebook or Twitter won't count!
4. For a SECOND ENTRY, tell me one place I worked (journalism, tv or magazine work) before writing my books.
5. For a THIRD ENTRY, tell me the title of my first book.
6. For a FOURTH ENTRY, tell me the title of my second book.
7. For a FIFTH ENTRY, tell me the title of my third book.
8. For a SIXTH ENTRY, tell me something pretty. Anything sweet or kind. I like that kind of stuff.:)
9. For a SEVENTH ENTRY, tell me how you've paid it forward recently. Share a story with me.

Ready? Set? GO! Let's see those comments, baby!! :)

**CONTEST IS OPEN NOW. CLOSES MONDAY, DECEMBER 19, 2011.

One more (for the team~#TeamRaven, that is) and one of the Printed Pages:)

2011-12-16T20:06:00.000-08:00

{ Back On #TeamRaven } --And did I mention I have a new book in edits? :)

2011-12-16T20:03:00.000-08:00

The light hair was fun for a season. I can't explain it any better than that. But I'm back on #TeamRaven and it's sooooo good to be back. The hairdresser did a bang up job ~ really diggin' the sultry tresses:)

Oh, and did I mention the new book? Printed pages mean it's ON! Yeahhhhh baby!!! :)

♥ #ParaGoddess ♥

{ What's Rockin' The House These Days ~ }

2011-12-16T19:57:00.000-08:00

And there are more ... but these will suffice for the time being *wink*

♥ #ParaGoddess ♥

[ WHAT WE NEED TO REMEMBER, TODAY ]

2011-12-16T19:46:00.000-08:00

There are some things I remind myself of, constantly. One is the definition of prayer, another is the way we manifest. ‎Knowing what gratitude is (and what it isn't) is important, as is the meaning of spirituality and authenticity. Thought I'd share~ ;) ---JoLynne <3 #ParaGoddess

♥ #PRAYER ♥ is communication with the Divine. Through the spoken word, with our thoughts or with our feelings. The words may be written out with thought and intention, or they may flow from your lips, free-form as in a conversation. When you pray, you are in direct communication with the Divine.

♥ #MANIFESTING ♥ is focusing your thoughts, your positive energy and your conscious free will on your dreams and desires ~ to the end result of drawing them into your reality. When you manifest, you may interact with the universal law of attraction, or you may simply create according to your will. No words, tools or support is needed; just your focused positive mind.

♥ #GRATITUDE ♥ is acknowledging the abundance in your life. It is seeing the world around you, including others less fortunate, and appreciating what you have. Gratitude is elevated; it requires personal spiritual ascension, because it is much more than a statement. A grateful heart focuses on blessings, gifts, talents and strengths, rather than what you don't have or wish you had. And by way of affirmation, I'll say: this is hard to do. Life's tough; we are all tested and challenged; gratitude requires real sustained effort.

♥ #SPIRITUALITY♥ is not religion. Nor is being spiritual, a religious thing. To be spiritual is to live with grace and with awareness of an Intelligent Designer. Your task is to identify and confidently name that Designer, for yourself.

♥ #AUTHENTICITY ♥ is walking your talk, living your truth. When we are authentic, what we believe in, is evident in our actions and in our speech. When we are authentic, we are genuine and very often transparent; as a result, authentic folks very often hide very little. Personal authenticity naturally creates an inner and outer realm in which we are spiritual, grateful, and very often, these folks find themselves spontaneously manifesting.

**FEEL FREE TO SHARE** :) Just tag me, darling, because that's the right/spiritual/authentic thing to do. :) ♥ #ParaGoddess -JoLynne ♥

p.s. {{ REGARDING THE PIC, ABOVE }} This is one of my favorite sunset pictures from the private beach I live on. I took this pic barefoot on the sand, one late September evening. ♥

‎[ LOVE YOUR LIFE ::::::: LIVE YOUR LIFE ]

2011-11-14T09:54:00.000-08:00

It's not about being anything but exactly who you are. It's not about fulfilling anyone's expectations of what's good enough or what's good for you.

It's not about trying to emulate that certain look, weight, style, vibe---you know, the one the media tells you is "correct" in every commercial, magazine ad and large screen movie you've see. FUCK THAT. SCREW THEM. They're just corporations, after all, trying to sell you a product and dumb you down, so you're easier to control, and a better, loyal customer. We have to reject it.

It's not about selling out so you can be with the guy (or girl). And it sure as hell ain't about selling yourself short so you can get five or ten years down the road and have soul-wrenching regrets.

Baby doll, it's about LOVING THE LIFE YOU HAVE, throwing your arms around it (such as it is) and committing heart and soul to LIVE YOUR LIFE. Live it with passion, live it with reckless abandon seasoned with a good dose of reason and wisdom.

Come on baby, we gotta live our lives as if there's no tomorrow. As if we're going to be accountable to Someone bigger and better than ourselves (because we are, and that Someone is always watching, from on high). Sweetie, I can't let you hesitate. Anything you hold dear can be gone in a flash or change on a dime. There's no time to waste. And you've not a thing to lose.

Take my hand, darling. It's just us... no one's watching. Together, we can do this. Together, we can LOVE OUR LIVES :::::: LIVE OUR LIVES. ♥ #ParaGoddess ~ JoLynne ♥
***CHARACTER REFERENCES***

♥ Holly suspends all opinions save for that of her own heart, and pursues her passion as an artist. This not only provides soul-fulfillment, but it puts her on a crash-course with destiny to manifest what she needs and desires most for her life.

♥ Sophia knows when she's failed herself and those most important to her, and the time has come to vacate her life in order to find a true sense of self and perhaps, her true purpose in this life. If she's ever to love her life, live her life... Sophia has to chuck it all and essentially risk it all...

♥ Lucas swims against a tide that's a hell of a lot stronger than he is---the shadow of a larger-than-life famous Oceanographer father, an overbearing older brother who stands as heir to the family jewels, a younger brother and grandmother who both admire and rely on him. But rather succumb to pressures, Lucas embraces it all---all of it---and finds a way to make peace with the demands even as he lives in a state of gratitude for the opportunities and blessings.

*MY BOOKS ARE AVAILABLE AT* >>> Barnes and Noble, Border's, Amazon, Amazon UK, most Indie Booksellers and through my website, of course: www.JoLynneValerie.com

2011-11-14T09:41:00.000-08:00

‎[ I've always been inclined to show my support ]

And it goes way back... apart from being simply the right thing to do imho, so many of my deceased family members served in the military.

Among them, my beloved Uncle Ray, who served and was physically and psychologically injured in the Vietnam War. Uncle Ray was the first man to call me JoJo. Every time veterans are offering their delicate red-paper poppies, I acquire one and wear it in my hair.

♥ #ParaGoddess ---JoLynne

POW - MIA ~ These Things Tear At My Heartstrings ♥

2011-11-14T09:26:00.000-08:00

‎**TRUE STORY ** ~ There is, in my current town of residence, quite a big to-do about a POW MIA Vietnam war veteran, whose remains have come home, at last.

After many years of being missing and presumed dead (platoon mates unanimously reported there's no way he could have made it )one platoon mate recently returned to the last place the MIA-POW was seen in Vietnam... specifically to search for the missing soldier's remains.
And he found them. The surviving veteran found his friend/fellow soldier's remains, recovered them and brought them home, to Hilton, NY. When the plane touched down, it was met with quite a reception, I was told last night. As the family brought the remains of their son-husband-father-brother-uncle-*smh* God only knows what/who else he was to however many other people--------a literal parade ensued, as the remains were taken to the town's funeral home. A full military funeral, with a 22 rifle salute is planned for this weekend.
This kind of thing breaks me down. And by that I mean IT BREAKS ME DOWN. It gets inside my head and talks to me about my life... how trivial most things are... how grateful I need to be for every little thing, including the bad stuff. Because comparatively, how bad is anything I've really got going on?? Same for you darling, I suppose.
I came to know about this story because in my son's history classroom, there hangs a MIA POW flag. My kid, being his mother's son, took it upon himself to inquire about the flag. And never at a more opportune moment; the story was unfolding and coming full circle, even as his teacher spoke.
So my son made a deal with his teacher: if he passes the upcoming quarter test with an A, he gets to take that flag home. I don't know what to think about this. I am really just so in love with my son for being who he is.
Oh, and not only do I wish him luck on the test and subsequently potentially earning that POW-MIA flag, but my heart and soul goes out to the family and friends of that soldier-come-home. In case anyone is wondering, my son is planning to attend the funeral. He feels connected if only by heart.♥

#ParaGoddess ~ JoLynne

♥ YOU ARE HERE TO BE AND HAVE SO MUCH MORE ♥

2011-11-14T09:15:00.000-08:00

Sometimes I get the feeling I believe in you more than you do, darling. I see a beauty and kind of potential in you that you need to see, too. It's time. Stop shying away...

Baby, you can overcome any habits, lifestyle or character flaw that's stood in your way, in the past. Of course you can. And I'm here to help.

No need to settle for what's comfortable, easy, do-able, *just attainable* --- why in the hell can't you do better?? YOU CAN. *Yessss... you..... can.*

Baby, you can have SO MUCH MORE.

Passion and fulfillment and release and renewal, ecstacy and brilliance and a real communion of body and soul. It's just a breath... and a thought... and one move, away. But the road is slippery... better take my hand.

♥ #ParaGoddess ---JoLynne #SexxyLicious #SoMuchMore

HEADS UP, MY FRIENDS! A little food for thought, today...

2011-11-14T09:03:00.000-08:00

*** People who criticize and put others down ALWAYS have self esteem issues and feelings of inadequacy, deep down. They are choosing to focus on the weaknesses of others (or make others feel weak) in order to feel strong and avoid looking at, addressing or fixing their own issues.

*** Individuals who tolerate less than *consistent* respectful, honest, compassionate and loving treatment from others ALWAYS do so due to a lack of empowerment. When they strengthen up, they wise up and decide to move on up. If they choose to stay and endure, it's confirmation of their unwillingness to make changes. Not easy words to say; not easy words to hear. An even harder road to walk---but we know the ring of truth when we hear it, and if this applies to you, please take these words to heart and mull them over.

*** People who lie to others, cheat, concoct stories and otherwise run from the truth about themselves and their own behavior, are CHOOSING TO STAY TUNED OUT to the realities of life (these are often your partier types) rather than embrace life, grow, expand their boundaries and try to evolve as a better man or woman.

(*INCIDENTALLY: A balanced individual knows if you work hard, try hard to be a good, kind, conscientious person, then you certainly earn the right to play hard---this is called BALANCE.)

*** Individuals who are strong, confident, mature and grounded will ALWAYS seek to help others, uplift others, inspire others and be forthcoming about their own actions and words---even if it means taking a back lash, because they are honorable and virtuous.

Cheers, folks! *raises coffee cup*

♥ ---JoLynne #ParaGoddess

❝ If your heart's not in it, take yourself out of it... ❞

2011-09-21T05:13:00.000-07:00

✦ IN THE INTEREST OF BALANCE ✦ ~ As The Equinox Approaches ~

❝ If your heart's not in it, take yourself out of it... ❞

Such a simple statement, but how deep it goes. If your heart is not in it... take yourself out of it.

If you applied that to every area of your life, what sort of changes might you make? What sort of personal break-throughs and shake-downs might occur? Would they be necessary? Temporarily painful but blessings, in the long run?

{{ press play... the following is our :::soundtrack::: for this post }}

Would you find it too hard to do? Far too hard, perhaps, and opt to walk away? But would you regret that later, because you know in your core, the only real way to find joy and peace is to willingly create balance. To be true to yourself, be authentic and follow your heart? (whispers::: *come close... do this and you'll also be living with passion, baby...*)

IF YOUR HEART'S NOT IN IT, TAKE YOURSELF OUT OF IT.

You know... You know already the people who should go. And you know the people you should *go to*---for that talk, that shake-down, that conversation or reunion. The changes you should make. The house-cleaning you should do. The things that should be bound... and the things you need to create a bond with. You know where you need to tighten up, loosen up, tidy up and baby, you know where you need to giddy up.

Question is... will you join me? I'm on a mission to restore and welcome Balance in my life. Now is the time. Today is the day to start. This very hour, at this very minute. Now... as the Equinox approaches.

-JoLynne ♥ #ParaGoddess ♥

℘.s. ℓ٥ﻻ ﻉ√٥υ ♥

The Course Of Things...

2011-09-20T11:05:00.000-07:00

For every positive action, there is a reward. It may not come immediately, and we may not get to see it, but it happens, of that we can be sure.

For every choice, there is an outcome. For every challenge, a solution.

Positive intentions may not always yield positive results, but it's important that we try.

And last but certainly and most assuredly not least, kindness can change the course of things. Love can melt hearts. ♥

{{ I am typing this out to you from points east, where I have been celebrating #ParaProducer's birthday with much feeding and watering. But it's really time I should be going... I miss my little house on the lake. I miss the pretty language of the waves, the one I've come to know. }}

#truth

2011-09-16T21:06:00.000-07:00

When the dots are connecting, and the truth is coming out and it's nothing you could have imagined. And people say you're naive and maybe you were, but that was a good thing because at least you believed and kept the faith. And imagined a pretty ending.

[[ character references ]] Kasia, when she discovers the truth about Lucas. Clearly, he loved her and kept the truth from Kasia for her own good. But she's devastated and disenchanted. She attempts to push through it but feels the need to retreat in order to regroup mentally and emotionally. This is one sequel I'm looking forward to writing!

Your signed copy HERE.

Suddenly I can live in this town...

2011-09-09T20:54:00.000-07:00

That feeling you get when you're where you need to be, even if it's a tad uncomfortable and you know it isn't permanent, but it's okay because you're learning to trust and have a little faith.

{{the setup ::: I first heard this song over last winter, the deepest leg of winter when many begin to shut down or go within to live [understand?]. It registered. Spoke to me in that strange silent language I've become accustomed to, the only one my soul knows. I made a mental note---*someday, it will make sense; I'll know when that day arrives*--- And now, suddenly... the light came on. *satisfied sigh*}}

Many have already found it beyond odd that I've stayed.
My thoughts are larger: will it take five cold years? I do not think so.

♥ -JoLynne #ParaGoddess ♥

September, Redux

2011-09-02T23:11:00.000-07:00

Sunflowers and tomato sandwiches and last hoorahs and spooning on crisp, fresh sheets. Wordless stares and freshly cut herbs and crumbles fresh from the oven. This is September. Isn't it pretty?

New Ending

2011-09-02T22:51:00.000-07:00

I had a dream. Well, I think it was a dream. It stayed with me all day. As in... I'm doing one thing and then----BOOM. A snapshot. A phrase. In my head.

It went something like this...

[her] Dude. Wake up. You gotta hear this.
[me] *slight stir*
[her] You hear me? Come on! Wake up!
[me] *blinking awake...*
[her] *sigh* Good. You hear me now?
[me] Yeah... {{groggy}}
[her] So I gotta keep this brief. We're gonna clip it; are you down?
[me] *still blinking a little but finally getting with it* Yeah, I'm down.
[her] Good. So listen, I know this isn't the way you wrote it, but we gotta retool the ending.
[me] What?
[her] Yeah. New ending.
[me] But I already wrote it...
[her] Well, rewrite it.
[me] No. I mean---NO.
[her] *scoff, sideways glance* Um, yeah.
[me] But...
[her] Yeah, no buts.
[me] So...?
[her] *even stare*

....................................
-.-
....................................

[me] Okay.
....................................
Then I opened my eyes....and saw that she was me.

Hello, September

2011-09-02T02:09:00.000-07:00

Well hello there, September. Ordinarily I'm awaiting you, and that gorgeous relation you bring in tow, Fall. This year however, I've been having such a blast with your cousin Summer, I've been slow to get on board.

But today I bolstered up the mum presence outside my front door, and found myself setting out cinnamon-vanilla candles. I just so happened to host a house party this evening as well, and the fare was decidedly transitional: tricked out pasta salad, club sandwiches, chocolate on chocolate cake with an array of wines to drink---hardly typical summer fare.

My hairdresser came to my party (and did my hair as I sipped wine and laughed with guests!) but we've not finished with the do; she's returning in the morning to add more espresso to the prevailing honey tones... it's time to trade flirty for smoldering. I'm certainly down.

So bottom line, I feel you, September, I feel you. And I suppose I'm glad you're here. For reasons I'm not yet inclined to disclose, I was dreading your arrival this year. But I think perhaps we can be friends, as we always were. ♥ -JoLynne #ParaGoddess ♥

Our Kind of Music

2011-08-30T20:46:00.000-07:00

One to ground and center the body and soul...

One to elevate the mind and spirit.

With my love ~

♥ JoLynne #ParaGoddess ♥

Facebook Updates - Well Worth Checking! ♥

2011-08-29T08:16:00.000-07:00

Incidentally, check Facebook.

There are a few new killer posts. Well, I think they're killer. *wink* You may too.

Book talk and spirituality, and personal updates and ParaGoddess insights and stuff.:) ♥

Link's right here. :)

::: WISHES ::: >>> Snap Shot From One Year Ago

2011-08-29T07:55:00.000-07:00

[ ::: CLOSE YOUR EYES AND MAKE A WISH ::: ]

[ when ] ON THIS DAY, August 29, 2010

[ the set up ] I was on book tour, hitting several Northeastern states to promote Strange Love, my new release, and continue to support Phoenix Rising and A Tale for All Seasons. I also wanted to connect with readers and fans on a personal level. We'd drawn so close through regular interactions on Facebook and Twitter, meeting the fans was a huge part of book tour for me. I'd finished several days on the road during which we hit several cities and stops... I'd signed books, given workshops, presentations, hosted autograph sessions, and now--- I was headed home for a few days of blissful respite.

[here's what I posted to Facebook, from the road] "Ohio and Pennsylvania are behind me. We've just crossed into New York. About 2 hours outside of Roc. ParaProducer is out like a light; ParaGoddess is jamming Vampire Weekend. Homeward bound... ♥ ♥ ♥"

[my current thought, at this moment ] ::: this would be a good time to hit PLAY on the track below, as it is our soundtrack for the remainder of this post ::: Wow... what a difference a year makes. Looking back, that whole book tour experience was an absolute wish come true. I'd wanted to be an author since the time I was a very little girl, I never planned on anything else.

Going on the road as award-winning author JoLynneValerie, known to her readers as ParaGoddess, is a far cry from going through any given day in my mundane life as the sensitive, tad awkward and introverted JoLynne Valerie. I'd blended both aspects of my personalty, and that was a wish come true, too.

As far as the shifts and differences made this year... they've been so profound. Suffice it to say, one year ago, I had noooooooooooo idea what was coming. How terrifying. And delightful. What an outrageously magnificent Divine Plan hijacked and began to shake down my life! *insert image of rainbow*

But I had other wishes... wishes I hadn't spoken aloud yet. Wishes I was living out through my characters. Those wishes started coming true in my real life, though... Ain't it cool? Still others hang in the balance, letting me know my life, and my career, my contribution to this planet as a spiritual woman, are not yet complete. I can only smile, salute and continue to report for duty---as a willing and cheerful participant in the evolution of my life. I can only close my eyes, breathe deep, listen to my heart and then... make a wish.

♥ xoxo -JoLynne #ParaGoddess ♥

Making Friends With Being In Limbo

2011-08-19T09:30:00.000-07:00

Lately I've been talking to so many people who feel like they're in "limbo" or not yet where they *want* to be. Some say they don't know who they are right now, and they don't even know what they want or where they're really headed. Any way you slice it, that's being in limbo, baby.

I'm sorta there myself. I mean, you guys know I took a break from writing full time in order to spend the summer teaching ballet classes and bartending at a swanky lakeside restaurant. I've also been doing me, connecting with old friends, consciously carving out time for solitude and doing a lot of soul searching. SO I REALLY GET THE LIMBO THING. Here are my thoughts on all of the above. WE CAN'T FEAR THE TRANSITORY SPACE.

It's *OKAY* to not know where you're headed, and it's OK when sometimes stuff is in process, not yet settled or unsure. We're just in a transition. We're still growing, evolving, *becoming* and/or being worked on. Iow, I know, we like things settled. We like to know where we're headed. We want to know if stuff is gonna work out. But we don't always get to. Sometimes the journey/learning/pain of going through the transition is REALLY important to our growth! And sometimes, stuff just takes time to percolate.:)

And let's not forget this HUGE PART OF IT---there is a hidden power (the Divine Intelligence that created our miraculous Universe, gorgeous earth and your intricate body) working behind the scenes at all times, on our lives. That power's got your back, and def has a plan for your life. Best yet, with free will and the law of attraction, we get to get in there and put our own energy on things, help direct the manifestation of some things.

So sometimes you just gotta let go. Surrender to being in limbo and do what you gotta---get up, go to work, take care of family, be a good person, be a good friend, be kind/compassionate/giving to others, pray about your life, pray for those you care about, make healthy, conscious choices, share your abundance and knowledge with others (etc etc)---and then see what happens. Stuff will sort out. It'll work out for me, and for you.

We just gotta believe. We gotta have faith, boo.

And now, I gotta go. Time to hit it. Gotta finish a quick edit on this chapter (new book!), then hustle downtown for some studio time before jumping behind the bar to be that mixologist tonight. :) In your corner of the world, as you're reading this... my blessings on YOU doing YOU.:) *hug/kiss on cheek*

♥ JoLynne #ParaGoddess

THE SEASONS ARE ABOUT TO SHIFT {Stay Open, Stay Honest [w/yourself], Stay The Course}

2011-08-18T09:11:00.000-07:00

{Love changes everything, and it always will. Opening your heart to the Divine can help anything, and it always does. Being compassionate means you're strong, and compassion strengthens others, too. Kindness can melt hearts, and it does.}

The above is for everyone who thinks it's the end. When seasonal tides turn we can feel... unhinged in an unnameable way, on a soul level. That's natural, baby. The cosmos is causing the earth to shift, and you're just feeling those coming changes. It's not the end. In fact, it's just the beginning. There's a whole progression... we just have to remember that, and remain open to it. Stay open to the possibilities. True to our hearts. Honest with ourselves. Focused on our desires and priorities. Stay humble.

{Love changes things.
The Divine can help anything.

Compassion equals strength.
Kindness melts hearts.}

I hope you're getting enough YOU time, p.s. Solitude is important; communing with nature and carving out a quiet space in which to reflect, are vital. Let's make sure we do it, okay?;) And don't forget to hold one another in high esteem, treat one another beautifully and lovingly.

♥ - JoLynne #ParaGoddess

Home

2011-08-18T03:19:00.000-07:00

{ WARNING: Unedited Blog. I shall return to edit; but not now...
- JoLynne #ParaGoddess }

Lately, I've noticed the ongoing presentation of people, experiences and "coincidences" that lead me to contemplate my notion of "home."

When I was a little girl, I drew picture after picture, and wrote darling little story after story, each featuring, prominently, a house. We didn't have a car for many of my growing up years (ask me about that, sometime) but when we did, my (legit insane) mother used to love taking random drives. "Wash your face and go to the bathroom; we're going for a ride." We'd end up various places in Rochester, cruising past houses or along streets she once knew, recalled or admired. As she murmured her memories or thoughts aloud, I was tuned into my own internal thoughts: Who are the people that live in these houses? What are their lives like? What are their stories?

Then, that game extended to any car ride, anywhere, anytime (in the morning on the way to school; Saturdays on the way to ballet and the museum; Christmas Eve night on the way home from a friend's---Who are the people that live in these houses? What are their lives like?

Once I counted the number of times we moved, when I was a kid. The number was in the twenties. Quickly, I clipped that train of thought but not without realizing that reality had to have something to do with my peculiar obsession with (and specific if not stilted notion of) home.

Every book I've written features a very strong element of home. Including the actual house, and the people living in them, along with their relationships. I've written carefully and deliberately to show realistic and authentic individuals living their lives: flawed but evolving; challenging but blessed. And always, I've included holidays and food and the breaking of bread as a demonstration of love and family.

Not long ago, someone asked about my passion and penchant for cooking. He took a bite of something or other from a well laden and beautifully presented plate; "Where did you learn to cook, JoLynne?" I confessed my three sources: my aunt and my grandmother (sadly, they both passed before my high school years) and the magazines my mother read when I was a little girl.

Aunt Rose was forever harvesting the fresh herbs and vegetables she grew in her garden in order to incorporate them into her latest culinary creation. She believed in cake, soap, sauces and soups from scratch. As a result, so do I. Grandma always had a panful of something on the back burner---literally. The woman would include morning cooking as a part of her daily regimen, then set the fruit of her labor aside to keep warm for the visitors she assumed would be dropping by sometime that day or night (and they always did). Mom, batshit crazy as she was, loved the idea of home, and subscribed to a number of women's magazines, to that end. She clipped the coupons, mostly. I looked at the pictures of well laid tables and brilliantly presented dishes, mostly. Sometime during my formative years, those images of pretty holiday tables and everyday meals (such as the ones the kids might partake of on a chilly Autumn day, after school... or the ones the man you love might sit down to after a long day's work) became my definition of home. Hence, the empowered ParaGoddess, merged as one with Suzy Homemaker. (If you've seen the Special Features in the back of every one of my books, or been to my home just once for dinner, a party or a holiday, you know what I mean.)

But this whole thread gets even more complicated (surprise, surprise). Because we must add to the mix that despite my life-long obsession with the notion of home, my childhood experience of having no real home, and my adult and professional passion for creating home (first when I built my house with my children, then as I hosted party after dinner after get-together, then as I wrote books that celebrate home and the art of expressing love through food), I am currently without what animal lovers call a forever home.

Last winter, wanting to show my kids where mom grew up (in the hood. No, really; I grew up in the hood), I drove past my primary childhood home, the duplex we shared with my aunt. Torn down. As in, it isn't there anymore. The house is gone.

I cried. Then went silent. Then, "Okay kids, well that's disturbing, but let me show you your great grandmother's house... I spent almost as much time there. Oh, I loved that woman... " GONE. Also torn down. At that sight, I had no words. But I do now.

The literal obliteration of the two houses that signify my childhood experience, cannot be a coincidence when compared to the fact that together with the man I married, I built a 4,000 square foot dream home ("All I've ever wanted was a home...") and then, when it became apparent that that marriage was not a marriage and I would never experience what I hoped would be Home there, I left it. As in, packed my bags, took what I loved, and walked out. (Wives don't typically do that, btw. They hope to 'get' the house. I should have wanted the house; he was nonexistent when it was built; I chose every single thing in it, myself. I custom designed it together with an architect and a slew of contractors; to anyone who walks through it, that house screams JoLynne, JoLynne, JoLynne. Now however, it just whispers (to me)... I'm sorry.

I came to the lake. To my small, crooked house on the beach. Where I sit now, writing this blog out, for you.

The concept of home and destiny figures largely into the story of every heroine I've written, as these themes are the story of my own life. It is a tale that continues to evolve, in my real life, and on my printed pages.

What is the end game? What is the bigger picture all these puzzle pieces will eventually reveal? I suspect it's something as simple yet profound as home is where the heart is. Perhaps something I told my son: wherever I am, you'll always have a home. And perhaps something I know and passionately believe: when I am in love and loved by The One, we will create Home, together---be that in a shack on a back road or in a lovely little haven with ocean views.

I truly see my work as both art and my calling, so I'll continue to weave my life story and experience into the books I write. [Jenny will leave her home with Nick in order to find real Home with Steve. Sophia will leave her family home in order to have the shakedowns and break downs required to truly understand and appreciate Home. Holly will delight in the creation of delicious meals and the art of homemaking, as these things feed and heal her soul. Kasia will honor her old world heritage and strong family ties, and those things will continue to inform the strong, modern, spiritually gifted and passionate woman she is. And my new heroine... well, she'll deal with all of the above, too. :)

And on that note, #peaceout, #blogspot. It's exactly 6:12 a.m. I've been writing all night. Perhaps it's time I grabbed a little sleep. *wink* Love you all. So much more than you know. As I've often said... you feed me.

A glass of red wine and these songs will take me into dreamland. ♥ -JoLynne #ParaGoddess

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Today's Takeaway

2011-08-17T20:20:00.000-07:00

One to release the past. With our blessing... with only the lessons in tow, and without a backward glance.

And one to celebrate, embrace and bless the present.

We live in a beautiful world (yes we do, yes we do...)---as beautiful as we wish to make it. As full of positivity and light, goodness and potential as we choose to allow.

*stiff inhale* As you were.:)

♥ -JoLynne #ParaGoddess

[Potentially TMI] :)

2011-08-16T09:39:00.000-07:00

One for my gurl...

And one for my boy...

#Peaceout, kids. Mama #ParaGoddess is off to do what she does: embrace the day. ♥

Summer Sounds

2011-08-15T00:08:00.000-07:00

We'll go out with a bang this year, you and I. With pitchers of sangria, cold ones on ice, pot luck spreads on the deck, kicked off flip flops and nights filled with fireflies, moonlight, shooting stars and lovemaking. It's August, baby. Let's drink up every last drop. Here are a few summer songs, for our soundtrack. ♥ -JoLynne #ParaGoddess

	Intramural - Rocket .mp3

	Found at bee mp3 search engine

Summer's Almost Over... Are you ready to start?

2011-08-14T23:49:00.000-07:00

So I'm writing one of my more complicated heroines (can't tell you her name yet), and I've chosen this song as her (sort of) battle cry at a particular juncture in her life. Stuff's about to change for her; it's gotta change, if she's going to step up to the plate and take a decent swing at something she knows is her destiny. (cryptic, I know. soz.) But then it occurred to me... this song is perfect for us, too. You know, you and me. So...

This is for all you good folk out there on the verge of making your escape. From... well you tell me, darling. What do you need to make your escape from? You know, in order to reclaim and restart your life?

[If I was scared, I would. If I was bored, I would. If I was pure, you know I would. If I was yours, but I'm not.] << let's not fear making bold moves, let's not self sabotage because of wavering emotions and let's def not allow past wrongdoing to hold us captive... and hell no, let's not allow a dead relationship to hold us back from finding the passion and connection we know is possible]

[I would rather be alone than pretend I feel alright] << let's not fear the transitory space.

[My mind is open wide and now I'm ready to start] << IT'S GO TIME, baby. For me, and for you.

♥ -JoLynne #ParaGoddess

Let's Be Our Own Kind of Beautiful ♥

2011-08-14T11:47:00.000-07:00

I've always taken particular offense to any attempt at defining beauty. And I find the portrayal of "beauty" by manufacturers (and the media in which they advertise) utterly abhorrent. Sure, companies wanna sell stuff. And doctors wanna do stuff (ie., procedures; ie., specifically cosmetic procedures). And I happen to believe there's an even darker (diabolical) element at work. Bottom line though, it all works to undermine our sense of self. The result is a global culture of image obsessed, insecure people. (And an agist society, but that's another blog for another day). We gotta reject this. We gotta say no, right now.

Baby, you ARE beautiful. Yes, YOU. The individual reading this.

I've always believed in being your own kind of beautiful. That includes creating and emanating the inward and outward style that best depicts who you are---on the mind and soul level. I even included that phrase in a cute little graphic I made to depict my ParaGoddess Philosophy (it can be your philosophy too, if you like), about a year or so ago. Look at the phrase at the bottom right. [ See? Cute, right? ;) ]

No way is any clothing or cosmetic industry/store gonna tell us what's beautiful, and what's not. My message to you, and me, today, right now, is... do you know you're beautiful? There is a divine light inside you; when that light shines, you're beautiful... yes you are. ♥ -JoLynne #ParaGoddess

True Blood [True Betrayal]

2011-08-12T15:40:00.000-07:00

{ Oh, dammit. Just when I hit a show I really like. Created from a best selling series that managed to keep me engaged. The television network handling the series goes and takes a topic (*eh hem, RELIGION*) like Wicca and fudges it all up. Someone's gotta call bullshit. Here goes. }

Wicca. Just the word alone spurs controversy. Let's not deny it and let's not water it down. Despite how wide-spread, culturally popular (well, it is) and somewhat accepted/tolerated the Craft of the Wise has become, mystery and misunderstanding shrouds the religion.

Traditions within traditions make Wicca an ever evolving path, and a majority of Christian sects flat-out reject or condemn it. It's tough. Damned tough.

Since Charlaine Harris' books (The Sookie Stackhouse Novels) were taken to the screen (adapted to become HBO's hit series, True Blood), I've been riveted. Forget about the pretties (Bill, Eric and hot-damn, can I get an amen for that Alcide) --- the author ventured into Wiccan waters and managed to do the path some justice. (Some justice; I'd have written it differently, ie. accurately, and I have.) I couldn't wait to see how the show would treat the witches, scheduled to make an appearance this season.

My friends, I'm pissed. No, no: I'm not upset. Nuh-uh, I'm not disappointed. I'M PISSED. It's hard enough walking a path that is misunderstood, pigeon-holed or condemned (that's on a slow day), but get misrepresented on a smash hit tv series, and that's almost a bullet to the head. Them's some serious tides to swim against. That's some hardcore crap to undo. What the hell happens now?

[Hold up. Who am I to speak to this? Well, I've taught Intuitive Development, Numerology, Aromatherapy, a series on Wicca, and other classes. As for my personal spirituality (people ask me all the time), my people were seers, healers and intuitives. We also went to church every week, prayed the rosary and understood the significance of Jesus Christ. That makes me sort of... *eh hem* different. Nevertheless, I know my stuff, and I'm qualified to speak. So I am.]

I've written to HBO. Yes, I did. Come on, wouldn't you have sort of expected me to? I know some of my readers would have been disappointed if I didn't. Now I'm saying something in my own forum, to my own readership. Draw close, darlings. And please, please, listen to your ParaGoddess on this one.

What you're seeing on True Blood is not an accurate portrayal of a typical Wiccan circle or a natural witch for that matter. Words like 'channel, circle, Goddess, medium, spell', etc., are common, and I'll give HBO this: they're using them in context. But the behavior of the circle portrayed on the show is not typical or accurate. And the (faux) high priestess is nothing short of shameful. I'll not muddy the waters by calling out specific examples; if you're of the magical persuasion and have seen recent episodes of True Blood, you know what I'm talking about.

To my readers, I'll leave you with this. See this book cover? See that girl on the front? That's Kasia Kovalenko (my beloved Kasia, character creation of which I am most proud). She's a real girl living a real life, and she's got real spiritual gifts. If you want a glimpse of what a real hereditary witch looks and acts like, crack open a copy of Strange Love.

Really? I'm using this as a forum for book promotion? You bet your sweet buns I am. Someone had to start writing #indie fiction that portrayed real life paranormal, and I did. Someone had to write a character with authentic spiritual gifts, born of a family of authentic practitioners blending their old ways with Christianity, and I have.

So to my readers I say: let me show you. And to Mr. Ball I say: dude, when you got stuck, you could have called me. ♥ -JoLynne #ParaGoddess

WHAT ELSE AM I UP TO? Come see.:)

Oh, The Things I'm Writing... ♥

2011-08-12T15:03:00.000-07:00

This is the bedroom of the heroine I'm writing, at the moment. Well, it's one of her bedrooms. Yeah... more on that in the book.:) You're going to love this chick. She's you. And she's me. And she's a little bit of every woman you've ever known, and the woman you really want to be.

She's going to show you that you can become your most desired traits; you can switch it up when no one believes you can, and baby gurl, you can reinvent your life in a fucking jaw-dropping way.

The man in her life? A mere shadow of the one that enters left stage, after the first one gets out. Have I revealed too much, already? Ah, I think maybe so, maybe so... [Hold up. You thought I was taking a break from writing? Well, I am. Er, I was. I wrote this particular novel some time ago, picked it up again a couple of days ago, and have been on fire with the rewrites, ever since. That's normal for me. Kind of how I author/roll.]

Anyways. In reality, this is my (lakehouse) bedroom. That's my organic down comforter, (one of my) cheetah pillows, and fresh pedi. Writing in bed. It's last summer all over again.:)

♥ -JoLynne #ParaGoddess

Things Can Change In a New York Minute, Baby

2011-08-09T21:29:00.000-07:00

This is for everyone who believes *it's over*. For everyone who believes there's no second (or third or fourth...) chance. That once you've reached a certain point, there's no going back. Or once things have escalated/progressed/degraded to a certain level, there's no recovering. I say THINK AGAIN. I say whoa there-----check what's going on over your right shoulder. Because things can change on a dime. Baby, I'm here to tell you, things can change in a New York minute. You just gotta believe. In your own potential. And the potential of others. Have a little faith, boo. And expect the best... that way the Universe can fulfill your expectations, not yours fears.

And that minute--------well that minute can last forever, sweets. Eyes meet, worlds collide, hearts align and the rest, well that's for the angels to orchestrate. You and I just have to believe that miracles and change and happy endings are possible. Because they are.:) ♥

-JoLynne #ParaGoddess ♥

Love This Beach ♥

2011-08-09T21:06:00.000-07:00

Let's say we were to walk out my front door. And down my driveway. Across the narrow road. We'd walk straight into... THIS. Welcome to my front yard.:) ♥ - JoLynne #ParaGoddess

Sexxy♥Licious On The Rocks

2011-08-09T20:48:00.000-07:00

Introducing the Sexxy♥Licious.:) My very own #ParaGoddess concoction. Perfect for this, the end of summer... fleeting sun-drenched days and starlit August nights. Enjoy! -JoLynne #Para♥Goddess

1 1/2 shots of good quality vodka, 1 tsp sugar, 2 TB frozen strawberry juice or syrup, 1/4 cup lemonade, splash lime juice, splash cranberry juice, generous scoop of ice (about one cup), fill to the top w/ soda, garnish w/ fresh orange slice/ marachino cherries

Instructions: Muddle the sugar, lime juice and strawberry juice/syrup in a tall/pint glass. Add vodka and ice. Fill the glass to the top with soda, then drizzle cranberry juice over the top. Garnish and enjoy. ♥

[them] This is delicious! We gotta name this!
[me] How about... Sexxy♥Licious on the rocks?
[them] Perfect!
{done} :)

The BB&B Escapades

2011-08-09T20:37:00.000-07:00

Yes, it's true. This summer I've taken a break from writing in order to *refresh* my charted course, *recalibrate* my settings and *reignite* my internal flame. To that end, I've been engaged in what I've begun to call the BB&B Escapades: ballet, burlesque and bartending.

Oh, it's all that's implied (and perhaps a bit more). Some readers have mused on facebook and twitter that I'm conducting research for a future book [*chuckles a bit, averts eyes and downplays a smirk*]. Ahh... that could be true, that could be true. But until such time as I'm inclined to either admit or deny, how about some pics to support the allegations?:)

I'm teaching not one but two ballet classes each Saturday, and the kids are great! I'm preparing them for September recital, and burning my own CDs for class. Let's just say I'm expanding the kids' musical horizons! Not only that, but... My (adult) ballet dance partner takes a mean picture. See? [this is what happens when Friday and wine and reckless abandon and creativity and a good camera combine]

What an adventure I'm having, tending bar. I'm meeting the most interesting people and discovering so much about the human experience (and the human heart/condition), divine guidance and LIFE. I also get to wear fun outfits, like this.:) On the flipside, I get to rock good hair/chokers/earrings, too.:)

As for the burlesque bit... I hope this will suffice.:)

I also made up a drink or two whilst bartending. One of them is (aptly) named the Sexxy♥licious. How grand. Scroll up for the recipe.:)

-JoLynne ♥ #ParaGoddess

SEASON OF THE BUTTERFLY ~ Time To Make Our Debut

2011-08-05T10:11:00.000-07:00

Just when the caterpillar thought the world was ending...

couldn't see anything, couldn't move,

couldn't envision a tomorrow... she became a butterfly.

It's time to make your debut, baby. That beauty you've been keeping inside, those gifts you've been hiding away... that light you've been wary of shining...? The time has come to EMERGE.

Isn't that one of the prettiest things you've ever heard? Mmhmm... it's season of the monarch butterfly, baby. One of the most captivating, enduring species of its' kind. Just like us. Time to spread our wings and share our colors with the world. Time to believe in ourselves again.

♥ -JoLynne #ParaGoddess

Our Song

2011-08-04T19:27:00.000-07:00

The following are dying arts, but I'm bringing them back. In fact, I'll go ya one better---I'm making the following sexy again. <3

Friendship

Loyalty

Hospitality

Spirituality

Good Writing

Love

Effort

Dedication

p.s. Dear Mr. McKee: could we rename this song? Could we please call it JoLynne's Song? In fact, could it be the theme song for me and every one of my readers, fans and online friends? You see, it's perfect for us. And I sort of already played it in my head as the soundtrack for the photo, below. As in, I stood on that beach tonight, and your song played in my head. Surely you can see how perfect it is (for this photo and my general vibe). Thanks, Andy. I knew you were a reasonable and good-hearted man.:) ♥ -JLV

:) / tsk, tsk / looking ahead

2011-08-04T13:20:00.000-07:00

[like] The loyalty I see happening on my Facebook page... way to touch a girl's heart. ♥

[dislike] The malware link that was apparently sent from my Facebook. The cavalry was called in and the problem has been remedied.

[love] That so many of you are reading this blog (that pretty little hit counter at the bottom lets me know how many visits I'm getting daily. You guys are rocking the numbers.:) ♥Loveee♥ it.

[let's] Keep this good thing going. More posts, pics, updates and (when you least expect it) surprises, to come.

[PARA ♥ GODDESS] -JoLynne

Fleeting Summer

2011-08-03T20:03:00.000-07:00

It was an angry lake, tonight. I had a houseful of guests for dinner, and I cooked and created ambient hospitality (to an art...)---but I was constantly aware of what was going on outside my little house on the lake ::: driving winds, thick misty air, crashing waves. I couldn't wait to get out into it.

I cooked up a feast---cheese ravioli tossed in ev olive oil with freshly cracked black pepper, finely chopped fresh parsley, garlic salt and parmesan cheese... Steamed organic broccoli, herbed chicken tenders and tomato-mozzarella salad over shredded romaine. Merlot sangria, Relax Riesling, lemon-water and ice-cold Heineken were offered to drink. And then, as soon as I was able, I got out into the weather, made way for the beach, alone.

Every year, the summer has seemed endless. I've hated it, each and every year. The heat, the neighbors, the lack of privacy (at my east side digs), the blinding sun and the lack of air. But this year has been different. This year, I've adored summer. Maybe it's my locale. My solitude. Or my (expanding) perspectives. This year, summer seems fleeting---and I don't want it to end.

The waves tonight left me spellbound. I hardly wanted to leave the beach... and I stayed as long as I could. Until there was no light (and no tears) left. And then I went home, to my houseful of guests ("Sorry! Was I really thirty minutes?! I meant to just take out the garbage, have a peek at the waves...") and served dessert, mixed one more pitcher of sangria.

These days are vivid. Rife with potential and meaning. Lit by starlight, lightning bugs, tiki lights and lake-house summer lights. And at last... at last... writing is calling my name.

♥ JoLynne #ParaGoddess

BACK TO YOU...

2011-07-28T05:24:00.000-07:00

Dear Readers: This will be my last post for a bit (a week, perhaps, or more) because I've got some heavy duty personal and professional commitments that must be tended to. But before I do, it's important (to me) that I write this particular post. It's just that important...
-JoLynne {#ParaGoddess}

I've often said, from a psychological standpoint, we last know who we truly are around ten years of age. At ten, we can potentially experience undiluted clarity and happiness. Give or take a year. (That number is not fixed by any means; the theory has a lot of contributing factors, and it just depends... How happy, clear and tapped into who you are at ten has a lot to do with family foundation, whether or not healthy relationships are in place, and the personal nature of the kid.)

But by and large, ten is the age at which parents have not really influenced you as to what direction you should/will take in life. Teachers may have inspired and taught you, but they've yet to really guide you on a career path or toward developing your personal beliefs. Around ten years of age, you're... well, you're really free.

You do the things you want to do because you're good at them. Or because you want to do them. Plain and simple. If you draw, it's because drawing gives you joy. Or because you're really good at drawing or want to become better at it. No pressure to draw for money; no pressure to draw for someone else's approval; no pressure to draw and get a good grade on it. At ten, you're just drawing 'cause you can and you wanna.

WE HAVE TO GET BACK TO THAT PLACE. We have to get back to that magical space in which we are free and empowered to be and do what we want... Because we truly enjoy it; because we can; simply because we want to. Like drawing or walks in the park, or days at the beach, or more time with friends, or arts and crafts, or more time doing whatever it is you love.

When we don't make time to do the things we love, the things that free and empower us, we begin to lose ourselves. Littles pieces of ourselves fall away over time, until one day we wake up and realize there's a huge chip missing!

And let's not forget that special category of things you enjoy---the things that not only give you pleasure, but truly INFORM you somehow. Those are the things that remind you of WHO YOU ARE. For me, it's writing. And ballet. Also burlesque dancing. I know who I am (absolutely) when I am signing books for readers. I know who I am when I'm (don't laugh) cooking. And I always know who I am when I'm at the planetarium. THOSE are the things we need to feast on. Those are the things we need to take regular doses of, if at all possible.

It's a funny world. Life is volatile. Things change on a dime. If there's anything at all we can do to stay solid (see my post below), empower ourselves to cleanse negativity and start fresh when we need to (see my post below) and keep our internal compass pointed to True North (read this post again), well my friends, we need to do those things. And as I've always said, I'm here to help. I know that's who I am.:) #Para♥Goddess

A New Beginning

2011-07-27T20:08:00.000-07:00

Every day, with the sunrise, there is a new beginning.

A fresh start. A do-over. New beginning. If you know me personally, you've likely heard me say: "As long as you're breathing, there's still time..." If you've read any of my books, at some point you've gotten the message: "Until you're dead, you've got the fire required to create a new beginning."

But it's easier said than done, isn't it? Sometimes extenuating circumstances make it so hard to press that restart button (line stolen from Jenny, my heroine in Gifts of the Equinox, the Spring story featured in A Tale For All Seasons). Sometimes the state of our mind or heart prevents us from igniting the fire required for transformation... or banishing what must go in order to start anew.

But baby, I've got you and you've got me. And we've been doing this relationship thing for a long time now (well, a few years, anyway *wink*). If you need the energy required for a fresh start, think of me... and I'll think of you. Know that together, we can do it. We're strong. And capable. Resourceful and tenacious. Smart. Wise. We'll do this together.

Incidentally... why all this talk of new beginnings? Why, it's Dark Moon, darling. Tonight, tomorrow, and Friday as well. (Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, July 27, 28 and 29). Saturday brings us NEW MOON, when lunar tides turn and the vibe is all about growth, fertility and new beginnings. So now is the time to kick the orange cones out of the way and lay our plans. A fresh start is just around the corner.

CLEANSING ON THE DARK MOON >>> It's good to drink detox teas, now. Also consume herbs and foods that facilitate detox. Black cohosh, ginger, black pepper, cranberry and black licorice, to name a few. Walking and swimming are excellent exercises, ones that get the lymphatic system moving, thus facilitating natural release of toxins.

Now is also a good time to smudge your home of residual negative energies by smoldering white sage and sprinkling holy water (made of pure water and sea salt, blessed in the name of the Most High).

CHARACTER REFERENCES >>> Holly gets a fresh start when she meets David at an art gallery opening. She's given up on love, but love has not given up on her.:) Were it not for meeting David (who turns out to be her soul-mate), Holly would never have solved the traumatic mystery that has been plaguing her entire adult life. [Phoenix Rising] >>> Jenny gets a fresh start when she leaves Nick and returns to college to get her degree in nursing. Were it not for that bold move, she'd have never met Steve. [Gifts of the Equinox, featured in A Tale for All Seasons] >>> Jac gets a new beginning when he is befriended by Natalia, a girl he can finally trust with his secret... and the gift of their friendship leads Jac to the place where he finally experiences closure regarding the murder of his brother. [Becoming Jac, featured in A Tale for All Seasons] >>> Lucas begins anew when he goes out on a limb and lets Kasia into his heart. So used to not trusting others and keeping his heart and past locked safely within himself, it isn't easy for Lucas to open up to Kasia, but doing so begins a whole new (and pretty) chapter in his life. [Strange Love].

6:00 a.m. sunrise on the private beach at House Para♥Goddess

Same Sentiment, Different Stages...

2011-07-27T19:35:00.000-07:00

So in love with these two songs at the moment. Both gorgeous in separate, yet similar, and unique ways. Note also the sentiment; they're the same---only at different evolutionary stages... and from different (male/female) perspectives. Ain't it cool?:) Muy sexxy♥licious.

♥ -JoLynne #Para♥Goddess

Stay Solid With Me...

2011-07-27T10:09:00.000-07:00

One year ago today, I had just kicked off my ParaGoddess 2010 Book Tour with a stellar event. New York State senators, local celebrity DJs and prominent local biz folks were in attendance, along with a good showing of readers and fans, some in book Tshirts, others with swag for me to sign. It was a helluva kick off! It was also the start to one of the most hectic (and eventually... explosive) periods of my life. I wish someone then had grabbed a hold of me, sat me down and said, "Here, girl. Take this. It's a simple formula you can use everyday, to ensure you stay solid.

I'm willing to bet that if you're reading this, you're in the very same boat I'm in: on a journey of self discovery and actualization, perhaps in the process of reclaiming some aspects of yourself that have fallen by the wayside or been neglected, consciously engaged in progressive evolution with a view to becoming a better, more authentic and spiritual woman or man. Yes? Mmhmm, thought so... (And if that doesn't apply to you---why the hell not? Shouldn't it?!)

Here are three things I'll be doing today and every day. Join me, won't you, darling? I'd be ever so pleased. -JoLynne #ParaGoddess ♥

1. MAKE LIVING FOODS YOUR PRIMARY DIET Avoid putting things inside your body that aren't ALIVE with energy. That means you'll be choosing plants/herbs/vegetables, fruits, and herbal supplements, primarily. Supplement those good choices with grains and legumes. The above is all you really need for excellent health. YES. IT. IS. Speak to any board licensed Naturopathic Doctor (who can usually run circles around an MD when it comes to holistic health and nutrition).

I know that's a hefty statement to make; I wouldn't do so if I wasn't confident that I *really* know what I'm talking about. LIVING FOODS. Fill yourself up with sun, earth and air energy. Watch what it does to your body, mind and soul.

2. AVOID NEGATIVITY LIKE THE PLAGUE That includes gossip, anger, jealousy, stress, etc. Some may say those things cannot be avoided. I say THEY CAN. Sure, you may arrive at work to find a situation wherein a bunch of folks are talking about the latest scandal or wrong-doing. Don't partake. Don't get in the (cess)pool and swim around in it. Step up onto the high road and take yourself out of the mire. You'll be the one with the clear head and balanced energy, watching the frenzy from afar.

Stress is a part of life. Challenges are part of parcel of our daily experience. I want to gently suggest approaching those situations with a view that things will be fine, you're in control because you have a Higher Power to tap into for strength and grace. So very often, we get what we expect. So expect good outcomes. Worry is like praying for what you don't want. So visualize a pretty outcome and release the stressful situation to the cosmos. Trust that all shall be well. And reject negativity.

3. TAKE REGULAR DOSES OF NATURE Nothing, and I do mean *nothing* recharges us like nature. Get out there. Sit on your fire escape and look at the stars or cloud formations. Take a walk through the neighborhood and get some fresh air. Feel the sunshine on your face. Marvel at the intricate formation of leaves on trees and the multitude of different birdsong within a 20 foot radius at any random park. Something beautiful happens when we experience nature. I think our settings are reset. I think in a beautiful, spiritual way (that we perhaps can't properly understand and don't need to), we are reminded of our powerful organic place in the scheme of things, and the beauty of our humanity.

That's what I've got for now. No time to edit. So don't judge.;)

Peaceout, Blogspot. Luh u.

-JoLynne #ParaGoddess ♥

~ Wind ~ Waves ~ Energy ~

2011-07-26T21:50:00.000-07:00

I wish you could hear the sound right now... and I wish you could feel the air. Even more so, I wish you could feel the *energy*. And inhale the amazing scent of this (homemade #ParaGoddess) incense.

This is my kind of night. Cool, but not cold. Windy enough so that there are pockets in the clouds, through which you can see the stars. And there are fireflies. A delicious breeze through every open window. *breathes deep* Yeah, this is my kind of night...

In other news... I think the summer is being good to me. Or I'm enjoying it (for maybe the first time ever). Or something like that. Here are a few pics that capture the last 24.:)

Our soundtrack for this post:

Last night, I rushed out the front door and across the street to the beach. I wanted to catch the sunset. And I did. See? You couldn't tell where the water ended and the sky began...

Then, I came home and made quinoa angel hair for baby gurl.

I mixed an herbed olive oil to drizzle over the top. It was delicious.:)

This morning I made a pot of Buckie's espresso (yes... a POT!) and took it out to my sun-drenched deck. It's a tad more rustic than my brick patio at the East-side house, but the view was (and is) stunning. I made my grocery list (and texted friends) as I sipped.:)

Moonbeams and Luv...

♥ #ParaGoddess

No Complaints Here:)

2011-07-26T21:16:00.000-07:00

First, #Dean. And now, #Sam. REALLY, UNIVERSE?? Can't help but smile.:) ♥ #ParaGoddess

Smiles +/and Happy Stuff

2011-07-22T23:39:00.000-07:00

It's happening slowly, but surely. I am becoming a Sunny Day girl. As surely as I know wind stirs up wanderlust in the soul and moonglow ignites our Intuition, I know that sunshine creates smiles and happy stuff.

I first longed to soak up the sun in April. See?:) ♥

Green Goddess Triple Veggie Saute

2011-07-22T23:25:00.000-07:00

Summer fare is often light. In this case, it's also healthy. My friends, I offer up Green Goddess Triple Veggie Saute. This one will fill you up, answer your nutritional cravings and go easy on the waist-line. Enjoy. ♥ JoLynne #ParaGoddess

2 cups chopped broccoli

1 cup frozen chopped spinach OR 2 1/2 cups fresh chopped spinach

1 cup frozen peas

1/3 cup water (filtered preferred)

2 TB extra virgin olive oil

sea salt, to taste

sprinkling of garlic powder

sprinkling of onion powder

freshly cracked black pepper to taste

1/4 cup seasoned bread crumbs

In a medium saucepan, heat water just until boiling, then add all veggies. Drizzle half the olive oil atop, then add seasonings. Finish with the remaining olive oil then breadcrumbs. Bring to a soft boil then reduce to medium-low and cook until the veggies are crisp tender. Serve sans pasta or rice, and enjoy. ♥

Looking Ahead...

2011-07-20T23:44:00.000-07:00

I realize we are in the heart of summer (According to some. The Solstice has passed, as has the 4th of July). But I am craving shifts that originate in the West. Ushering in sly breezes, changing the color of the leaves on the trees. Freezing the moisture in the air so that it falls in intricate flakes... This season, I shall stroll through parks in my city and in those elsewhere... and I will feel the wind on my face as I snowmobile.

♥ JoLynne #ParaGoddess

PARA♥GODDESS {ORGANIC} LEMON BARS

2011-07-20T23:04:00.000-07:00

Few things give me genuine satisfaction and joy the way cooking does. And baking... well, as much as I adore creating mouth-watering, hard to follow savory dishes... well, baking just sends me.

Here is an incredibly simple yet impressive summer recipe, perfectly paired with cold white wine or champagne, chilled herbal tea or blended frozen coffee. #ParaGoddess Lemon Bars. Enjoy, kids. ♥

PARA♥GODDESS {ORGANIC} LEMON BARS

Crust
1 1/2 cups unbleached flour
1/2 c organic raw sugar
1/2 cup cold organic butter

Filling
3/4 organic raw sugar
2 organic brown eggs (if you can lay your hands on them)
2 TB unbleached flour OR 1 1/2 TB spelt flour
1/4 tsp baking powder
3 TB organic lemon juice (fresh squeezed alright if not preferred)
powdered sugar to garnish

Instructions
In a small bowl, combine all crust ingredients. Beat at low speed 2-3 minutes, until crumbly. Press into an un-greased 8" square baking pan. Bake 15-20 minutes, until edges are lightly brown. Meanwhile, combine all filling ingredients except powdered sugar. Mix well. Pour over hot, partially baked crust. Continue baking 18-20 minutes until filling is set. Sprinkle with powdered sugar while still warm and again when cool. Cut into bars and enjoy. ♥ - JoLynne

Is life good? YES, LIFE IS GOOD.

2011-07-18T22:06:00.000-07:00

We are alive, we are free, and our whole lives stretch before us. So smile in your heart, baby, and let that smile creep up to your lips... This life is yours.

I know, I know... I'm hitting you again with bands you've never heard of before. But isn't that part of our relationship?:)

♥ #peaceout ♥

♥ #ParaGoddess ♥

p.s. I understand some folks have had trouble logging onto and/or following this blog. The best advice I have is to 1. Create a google (gmail) account. 2. Log onto this blog at www.JoLynneValerie/blogspot.com 3. Hit "FOLLOW" at the top of the page -OR- scroll down and find the FOLLOWERS box along the left scroll bar and hit follow there. 4. That should set you up.:)

It may be STRANGE LOVE, but it's our love... ♥

2011-07-18T21:42:00.000-07:00

{ Before we begin, there are a few things we must discuss. First, I realize you have questions. I've received your emails, and we're fielding commentary and messages from my (abandoned) Facebook page. *I realize you have questions.* I'll answer some of them. Just... not now.

At the moment, we have bigger things to do. More important ground to cover. It's about the writing. And the worlds I've created in my books. What those worlds mean to us, and the messages they convey. The catalyst the stories provide for our lives, and the very real effects/changes that occur as a result.

A good story can be magic. Well chosen words, woven into a well told tale, can be the catalyst that changes your life.

Yes, I'm aware that my books are... different. I'm aware that my "characters" (they're real, to me...) have a profound effect on people. And I sort of know that a decent amount of my readers feel like they know me and actually love me. I'm okay with that; it's strangely reciprocal. (lopsided grin).

[ SOME OF YOUR QUESTIONS: *What's been happening? What's up with the drastic changes and moves? Is there a new book coming? Will there be a sequel to Strange Love? What ever happened to/with #TeamDean?! Are we going to get Forged In The Fire?! Are you writing a cookbook? Were you bullied away from Facebook? Are you going to #tweet / #twitter again? Is it true you're teaching ballet and bartending?! How in the world is the wolf boy (Kodiak) and catman (Jynx) and---and---what of ParaProducer and baby gurl?? Also... Got any good recipes to share? Spiritual insights? Found any good shoes lately, and will there be a pictoral?? }

I'll answer (some of) them. In time. But for now, it's about what it's ALWAYS been about for us--- the writing. Because a well told story can be magic. A very special book can change your life.

Don't we know it.:) - JoLynne [your #ParaGoddess] }

Of all the books I've written and published (and I love them all), I think I love Strange Love the most. Is it because Kasia is so much like me? Maybe. Sure. (The chick's a smart ass, she's intelligent, spiritual, different, confident, endearingly awkward and nerdy in a #IWannaChangeTheWorld kind of way.) Yeah, I'll cop to all that; in a lot of ways, the chick is scarily like me. And if any author tries to tell you they've never done that with a character, they're telling you a bold faced lie.

What of Lucas? Well, it may help to know that I dreamt him up while on a date with a guy I didn't like at all. As the dude talked (on... and on...) I thought to myself, "Okay, I don't like HIM. What *would* I like in a man? What *do* I admire and want in my ideal dude? Lucas wove himself into form. The next moment, I was excusing myself from my date, texting my editor in the bathroom, and by the time I was being driven home from said date, I was *wooting* over the go-ahead to write Strange Love. It was a winning night. (Never saw date dude again... heh heh!)

One of the tag lines for the book was, It may be Strange Love, but it's their love...

Doesn't that characterize just about any and every good relationship you've ever had, witnessed or dreamt of?

It isn't perfect, but it doesn't have to be... it's enough. They aren't perfect, they're flawed, but something beautiful and real makes them whole when they're together. They may have had their ups and downs, times when they've fallen away and it seemed like everything would all fall apart, but the glue that is their connection eventually makes it okay again. And the chemistry... the passion... the explosive----- well, that is perhaps one of the most gorgeous elements of all. (*wink* Yes, this is your #ParaGoddess talking; you know what to expect.)

So perhaps, in a way, Kasia and Lucas are so much more than an aspect of me and my dream relationship. Perhaps they're the archetype for the beautiful heart and soul connection we all dream of having.

Yeah, it may be Strange Love, but IT'S OUR LOVE. The love we desire... the love we deserve.

And on that note, #peaceout, Blogspot. Thanks for being my (current) home.

YOUR SIGNED COPY, with exclusive author swag, RIGHT HERE.

Well Hello There, Gorgeous :)

2011-07-14T20:40:00.000-07:00

Hey everyone, thanks for visiting my blog! As you may know, I've recently abandoned my Facebook (for primarily personal reasons) but plan to keep in regular and healthy contact with readers and fans right here on my blog. This can work; we've done it before.:)

I'd like to kick off our new locale with a song (of course) and a little contest.

I first heard this song on the radio as I was driving around doing errands on a random afternoon. It struck me right away as having an #indie sound I typically like, layered instruments and funky SexxyLicious lyrics. Friends, it IS sexy to be living in America! Where else can you dress as you like, eat as you like, advocate for your rights, make decisions regarding the way you want to raise your child, protest against rules or laws you do not find appealing, start a business, write a book, start a blog, load up a song and call yourself #ParaGoddess??!! (Okay, I made it a tad personal there, but you get my meaning!)

In any event, I'm excited about our venue here. It's just us, baby... and I do invite you to subscribe. There'll be perks and incentives exclusively for blog followers, so slap that button baby, slap that button!:)

As for the contest... I'm pretty sure I can throw together something enticing, consisting of a nice book post-card set (signed, of course) and some other very ParaGoddess items including incense and candles. Just leave your name in a comment and check back end of August. If you're chosen, I'll contact you for a mailing address.

Best of luck! - JoLynne #ParaGoddess

TRUE STORY ~ "JoJo"

2011-07-13T21:59:00.000-07:00

Tonight I invited Dicky to call me JoJo. He's up there in years, but comes in for his scotch and water when he's well (which is frequent...). He's a war veteran and it shows... I can read it all over his face and hear it in the lilt of his words (particularly when he's had a few). The stain of war is in his eyes and all that Dicky *doesn't* say.

Coming to the restaurant where I bartend is clearly an event for Dicky; he shows up dapper and often in a suit, hair slicked and smelling sweet of nice, rich cologne.

Dicky reminds me of my late Uncle Ray, the one who first called me JoJo. God, I loved my Uncle Ray... he was a man of few words but he was fun and funny as hell, danced with my aunt, and always came up with goofy/fun stuff to do with us kids.

Anyways, so tonight when Dicky asked if I had a nickname I wouldn't mind being called, I replied immediately (as I slid him another scotch and water), "You can call me JoJo, if you want." And in response, he said, "Now that suits you!"

Alright then, Dicky... JoJo it is.:) ♥ #ParaGoddess getting #OldSchool

Just Look At That Gorgeous Moon... 6/14 - 6/15

2011-06-14T16:54:00.000-07:00

The Full Moon cycle that begins tonight and culminates tomorrow night (June 14-15) includes a full lunar eclipse and brings with it interesting and powerful spiritual energies. There's just so much going on at once… all of it spiritual, all of it relevant. The times, seasons and cosmic workings are all in place to infuse or trigger various spiritual releases. Let me take you through it.

There are some hardcore themes that will apply to us all---so pull up a chair.

♥ ILLUMINATION, TRUTH AND COMPLETION ♥ ~ Not much can hide from view beneath the light of a full moon. Truths that may have been previously hidden, come to the surface. Deception is exposed and folks are called to look at themselves (and their intentions) with honesty. No small task. But an unavoidable one. No one can escape the face in the mirror or one's own truth… for long. This evening and tomorrow, join me in surrendering to the process.

You may have received or seen glimpses of *truth* in the past few weeks; old mysteries may feel like they're soon to be solved and you may feel closer to being at peace with a situation that has been a source of confusion or dissent. Dig in your heels and stay the course; stuff is coming to completion. It won't be long, now.

♥ RESTLESSNESS, RECKLESSNESS and PERSONAL BALANCE ♥ ~ Who hasn't (at one time or another) run when the going got tough or too intense? Who hasn't acted in recklessness, hurting themselves and perhaps others, in the doing? Some of us have these tendencies more than others. The time has come to check ourselves.

What behaviors do you need to adjust? What areas of your life require work or greater balance? Only you can answer those questions.

At the end of the day, a life well lived is one that is full of laughter, joy, passion, personal integrity, authenticity and above all, spirituality. In fact, an additional word on spirituality…

♥ SPIRITUALITY and ALIGNMENT WITH PURPOSE ♥ ~ In case you haven't noticed, the global culture has become a tad skewed as to human beings' real purpose and nature. To be clear: we are spiritual beings, having a human experience. Spirituality absolutely should be the core of our existence, infusing words, choices and behaviors. This doesn't mean we can't or shouldn't enjoy life; our senses are in place not only for survival but so we can live in a tactile, passionate way. It's all about balance, baby...♥

A word about your purpose. Are you aware of what it is? Are you living according to your personal beliefs and convictions? Have you found a way to contribute in a meaningful way to the world? Every human being should. I'll say it again: EVERY HUMAN BEING SHOULD. Now is the time for you to contemplate these ideas.

When the moon rises, I'll be inhaling my favorite incense as it smolders, and listening to the sound of lapping waves. I'll be admiring flickering candles, the light of which will mimic the gorgeous fully illuminated moon, above. Join me…

Moonbeams and Luv, ♥
#ParaGoddess
JoLynne

BECOMING JAC...

2011-06-13T20:29:00.000-07:00

When I was a little girl, my mother didn't always believe me when I told her about the things I saw and heard. Things most other people didn't perceive. Things that would be categorized as supernatural or spiritual.

I was fortunate; my grandmother was very gifted intuitively, as were two of my aunts. They supported and encouraged me. They helped me to know and believe that my inner sense of knowing and ability to dream or "see" the future or invisible energies, was perfectly normal. (In fact, you can do it, too. But that's another blog, for another day...)

I suppose my own childhood memories were the impetus for creating Jac, the hero in my award-winning novella, BECOMING JAC.

I can't tell you the book is good; you have to discover that for yourself. *wink* I think viewing the award-winning book trailer will get you started. And then... you'll want to hit the links, below. :)

Featured as the Autumn Novella in A TALE FOR ALL SEASONS

Available at:

BARNES & NOBLE

AMAZON

Our Affirmations For Today...

2011-06-08T12:18:00.000-07:00

♥ My heart is a blazing sun, radiating love and healing energy. This energy sustains me and touches all those I meet.
♥ I am capable of so much. Today I intend to begin maximizing my potential...
♥ Spirituality is the true core of all life. Today I will nurture my spirituality and walk my talk!

#ParaGoddess ℐℴℒỷℕℕℯ ✍♡

* TRUE STORY *

2011-05-10T11:31:00.000-07:00

I'd done enough painting and sprucing for the day; it was time to unwind. I poured half a glass of wine, downed it as you would a shot, and told baby gurl I'd join her for a walk on the beach. Out the door we went, and across the street...

She skipped ahead, venturing barefoot into the water, stooping to pick up a stick and write words into the sand: '&& best friends are 4ever' ---that's what she wrote. I complimented her excellent handwriting and commented on her conviction; I smiled inwardly at her innocence.

Then she said... "Look, mom, it's your twin!"

Just ahead, a petite brunette stood smoking a cigarette, staring out at the waves. My hair is significantly longer, but I used to wear it that dark; indeed she was about my height (5'1") and size (2); between my own fingers, a smoldering clove.

Baby gurl puttered ahead, collecting shells, picking up a piece of weathered driftwood here, a piece of sea-glass there. As I approached the woman, she glanced over at me. I thought it might be a good idea to get to know my neighbors; we were, after all, on a private beach; surely the woman was a neighbor...

"There's a tornado warning, did you hear?" I asked.
"No!" she exclaimed (exuberant, much as I would have responded) "Really?"
"Mmhmm," I said, "a friend just told me..."

We eyed each other. Then...

"Do you live in the neighborhood?" I asked.
"Yes. Well, no." she said. "I live waaaaay down there... But I walk here when the weather is good. There's something about this beach."

I nodded my head in agreement.

"There *is* something about this beach, isn't there?" I grinned.

We smiled, agreeing silently.

"Do *you* live in the neighborhood?" she asked.
"I do," I said. "That house, right over there." I motioned toward my house, which was just across the way. "Well, we're moving in. Actually, in the process of moving in..." the corners of my mouth turned up in a smile.

"That house, right there?!" the woman asked.
"Mmhmm," I said.
"You're so lucky!" she exclaimed. "You're *right here!*"
"Mmhmm... we are," I said. Then quickly, to qualify, "Both---lucky, and right here." I smiled again.
"Wow..." the woman smiled, wistfully. "You can come here anytime."

For some reason, I dished.

"It's what I wanted," I said. "I've just moved from the East side. Well, I still have my house on the East side, but... I was craving the water, and--- well, this is where I landed."

Somehow, it seemed she understood. An unspoken understanding wove itself into form.

"Yeah..." she said. "I could never live anywhere but near the water. Not now... not after living here. I'll always have to be near water..."

I smiled and nodded. Looked out at the waves. Glanced to check on baby gurl (who was fine; still collecting, still drawing in the sand). Glancing back at the woman, I said...

"You know, I used to have a friend who lived on this street. She had the best parties; I used to come to them all the time. Not party as in 'party at my house, dude!' but, party as in, 'umbrella drinks on the deck, multiple Mercedes in the driveway'..."

The woman nodded, understanding.

"It was fun," I said. "I loved the parties. Never missed one. It was my cup of tea, then. But... the locale didn't impress me. The water did nothing for me; not then. I think it has everything to do with where you're at, mentally and... probably, spiritually," I said. "If that makes sense..."

"Oh, it does." the woman said. "It does..." she nodded slowly, a knowing in her eyes.

Then, impulsively, I said, "By the way, I'm JoLynne."
"I'm Wendy," she said.

Realizing I was making to leave, she said:

"I hope to see you again. I'm here all the time."
"Oh, we'll be here," I said, motioning my daughter. "We're looking forward to the summer."

As I walked away, I realized how true that is.

I'll watch the sun rise on the beach, I'm sure. And I'll make a point of watching it set. I'll delight in acquiring multiple bathing suits (I've already gotten one bikini---last night!) and I'm looking forward to tanning and writing on the beach. Earlier this morning, my friend said, "We have to get jet skis!" to which I replied, "Oooooh, it's already in the works!"

But perhaps more importantly than looking forward to the summer (and meeting new people in a new part of town as I embark on new adventures...), I'm looking forward to NOW. I'm anticipating what happens in the next moment, in the next breath.

Things feel vivid and rife with potential. There's an excitement that only uncertainty can bring. A sensuality that consensual risk can create. I'm digging it. And I'm down. I think this is what they call living... with heart and soul, with abandon and passion. It's all good.:)

♥ ℐℴℒỷℕℕℯ ✍♡ #ParaGoddess

TRUE STORY:)

2011-05-01T20:46:00.000-07:00

Okey doke kids, gather round. It's time for another true story. This is becoming a regular thing---and isn't it fun?:) Actually, I've been looking forward to sharing this. This happened yesterday...

While last Saturday I substitute taught a ballet class (such fun! by the end, I had the girls *and one boy* cracking up as we engaged in a face-making contest!), yesterday I was a student in my regular class.

I like my ballet school; it's not my first choice, but it's the same one I attended as a kid, and it's got a legit old school vibe to it. Straight up classical ballet, hardwood floors, creaky old building, pianist in the studio, various musical instruments played in various classes elsewhere... Very Hogwarts meets NYC lower westside ballet studio. If you get my meaning. It's also the kind of place that offers financial aid to its' students, and there's a bin of used shoes for those who don't have or can't afford slippers.

Yesterday's class was good; I pushed myself hard. This was no small task as I've been working hard on my new little lake house (see the pic album), cranking at a new writing gig, parenting full time and not getting a whole lot of sleep. But I went, and I danced my a** off. As I walked out of class---admittedly, real sore and a bit cranky---I noticed a girl of about 12 or 13, rummaging through the used bin of leather ballet shoes. Students were already lacing up for the next class in the studio I'd just left. I assumed she was in that class as well.

I sat down on the bench (near the shoe bin) and took off my own slippers. I put on leg warmers and unpinned my hair. I'll admit I eyed the girl every few seconds, interested to see if she found the shoes she needed. See, I've been that kid...

When I was about her age, I was going to the very ballet school I'm talking about, on scholarship. We couldn't always afford new slippers, so sometimes I borrowed or got an old pair from a vintage store. Not horrible, but not a great feeling; a dancer likes her shoes to come new; she likes to break them in.

Impulsively, without giving it much thought (sometimes it's not a good idea to fly by the seat of your pants; sometimes you simply must), I got up and asked...

"What size are you looking for, honey?"
"Size 7, actually, and I can't find any in good shape!" she replied. She glanced up but continued to rummage; yup, she needed to get into that next class.

I wear a size 7. The shoes I'd just taken off were only two weeks old, worn just three times. Again, without thinking, I said...

"What a crazy coincidence! I just got these 7's and they're too tight! I've already worn them, so I can't take 'em back. Did you want them?"

As I spoke, I reached into my bag and extracted my (pretty brand new) slippers. The girl looked taken aback, but not skeptical (thank God). She cocked her head and raised her eyebrows, eyes wide.

"Are you sure?" she asked.
"Oh, I'm sure," I said. "They legit don't fit and I was like... so mad!"

Yeah, I can do 13-year-old-speak when I need to.:)

"You'd actually be doing me a favor," I continued. "I really can't stand to see a perfectly good pair of ballet slippers go to waste." I grinned.

That was all it took.

"In that case... sure," the girl said. And she took the slippers out of my hand.

So as not to spoil the moment or let it get awkward, I said...

"Good! Enjoy, and break a leg!"

If you know me at all, you're familiar with a little head toss I do, coupled with a quick turn on my heels. I'm a fast talker and walker. I was down the hall and around the corner before the girl could reply. Again, I didn't want the moment to get awkward.

Obviously, my ballet slippers fit me. Money's tight at the moment, so I don't actually have slippers for myself, for next weekend. Not at the moment, anyway.;) But I'm really confident that doing good things as often as you can for others, creates the kind of energy that brings good things to you. So I'm not worried about having slippers for next Saturday; I trust that the means or shoes will appear.:)

And I can't tell you how often, between yesterday and now, I've thought of that girl. The look on her face when I handed her the slippers. How well I hope she dances in them. Really, it's not about making up for the fact that I didn't have ballet slippers whenever I needed them as a kid; it's about taking my experiences and drawing from them to contribute something pretty to the world.

We can say we believe in generosity and acting with grace; but if we don't do it---whenever we have the chance... well, you know what I'm saying. *wink*

And on that note, #PeaceOut, Facebook. My wish for each of my friends, tonight and every night, is love, honor and joy. Passion, compassion and connection. ♥ #ParaGoddess ℐℴℒỷℕℕℯ ✍♡

Did you know...? Life Is Beautiful:)

2011-04-30T19:01:00.000-07:00

It's true, baby. Life is beautiful. Oh, sure; we can focus on the bad stuff, if we want to. We can find things to complain about, probably every moment of every day. Or we can choose to see the beauty and potential that surrounds us; we can choose to believe in our dreams, never surrender and jump at every opportunity to make things good for ourselves and anyone else we can... If you follow my meaning.:)

Peaceout, blogspot. Ballet class and new house stuff today. I am an exhausted ParaGoddess. To rest and relaxation I go... #Peaceout, blogspot. #ParaGoddess ℐℴℒỷℕℕℯ ✍♡

The Latest...:)

2011-04-30T18:56:00.000-07:00

I have moved to the lake. No, I don't mean near the lake. I don't mean with a view of the lake. I mean TO THE LAKE. As in... I walk out my front door and there. it. is.:) Here are some pics. Oh, and I've been doing a lot of work on my new lake house. I'm actually painting---for the first time in my life! See?:)

And I've begun to wonder what living in such proximity to a lake of this size and energy will do to my writing... (the wind never stops; the sound is huge; the vibe is incredible). I guess only time will tell.

#ParaGoddess ℐℴℒỷℕℕℯ ✍♡

True Story...

2011-04-11T16:48:00.000-07:00

Lately, I've been shopping for a bunch of things. I need these things for a very specific purpose---I can't wait to tell you about it---but this evening, as I came out of one store, a couple caught my eye. And I was immediately drawn into their world...

Although the man had the car keys, the woman was walking ahead. Not because she was in a hurry, but because he was *slow*. His left leg was clearly crippled; he stepped on that left foot from an awkward angle and sort of dragged the right side of his body to catch up and move along. I watched for a moment but not for too long... ever notice how someone seems to know when you're looking at them, and they quickly turn around to catch you?

I let my gaze fall to the man's shoes (regular sneakers) and the pants he wore (regular jeans). He fiddled with the keys, found the one needed for the car's ignition and stepped to the driver's side---clearly, he'd be driving. My mind quickly calculated that his right foot would be working the brake and gas; that twisted left leg would be free to rest.

And then I thought about THIS.... How many folks today complain about the simplest things? I have a headache; I didn't get the job. He didn't like what I made for dinner; I want a nicer car. But this man---*THIS MAN*... Imagine what it would be like to walk a mile in his shoes---LITERALLY.

I wondered what it was like for him, growing up. Was he rejected? Alienated at school? The last to be chosen for teams in gym class? (certainly...) Made fun of on the playground? What had dating been like? How did a headache... or heartache for that matter, compare to what a day being literally crippled, would be like?

I drove away feeling grateful... very grateful. I don't have a DAMNED THING to complain about. I am blessed. I am free to type these words, and if I wanted to... I could go out in my yard and RUN.

It's time to wake up to our blessings, darlings... and realize how much we HAVE, rather than focus on what we have not.

Blessings and bliss, -JoLynne ♥ #ParaGoddess
♔P•A•R•A♛G•O•D•D•E•S•S♔

Facebook Friends?

2011-04-08T16:54:00.000-07:00

If we're not yet friends on Facebook, ooooooh, we should be.

With April came new ideas, documentation of what are now my frequent random acts of kindness, new hair color and style, new lipstick color and lots of new posts and pics.:)

Come see. But hurry... I'm almost at friend capacity!

♔P•A•R•A♛G•O•D•D•E•S•S♔

Spring Equinox

2011-04-08T16:49:00.000-07:00

12 hours of day ~ 12 hours of night

A time of complete BALANCE

Spring's come at last to the landscape here in Rochester, New York. After a long, tough winter marked by heavy snows and what I experienced to be a deeper than usual Dark Night of The Soul, I was ready to cease my seemingly endless contemplation and surrender to renewal.

Here are some pics that illustrate my Equinox... and depict the state of my heart, mind and soul that day and during the days and nights that led up to it. I was thinking a lot about balance, and what that looks like in our real lives. Too, I was thinking about the media---including my role in it---and how strongly it influences and impacts who we are...

Equinox morning dawned bright and clear. The sun that evening set brilliantly... I celebrated the balance and the energy.

This was my soundtrack for the day... Enjoy.:)

Blog of Paranormal Author JO LYNNE VALERIE

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☽ New Moon

The End

Jan 20, 21, 22 ~

I'm Co-Hosting The Candi Fox Show! ...Wed. Jan. 25 ~ "Modern Dating"

a time between time ~

i want to be right there...

January 17 ~

5:14 a.m. ...

This one's for us ♥

Moonbeams Cafe ☽

Jan 11 ~

Cheers to the nerds, the misfits and the under-dogs ♥

IT'S REAL ♥ [ song obsession ]

Wolf Moon {{ Jan 7,8,9 ~ }}

January 4 ~

Jan 3 ~

< - 3 {{12/29/5:30}}

Tuesday, December 27 ~ ♥

What I'm Listening To, Today... #Christmas2011

[ midnight ::: winter solstice ]

Delicious Solstice Fare ~

IT'S WINTER SOLSTICE, ♥ BABY........... the light's been waning, night will fall early tonight... allow me to light a fire in your soul ♥

The PARA♥GODDESS Yuletide Fortnight Contest

One more (for the team~#TeamRaven, that is) and one of the Printed Pages:)

{ Back On #TeamRaven } --And did I mention I have a new book in edits? :)

{ What's Rockin' The House These Days ~ }

[ WHAT WE NEED TO REMEMBER, TODAY ]

‎[ LOVE YOUR LIFE ::::::: LIVE YOUR LIFE ]

POW - MIA ~ These Things Tear At My Heartstrings ♥

♥ ** YOU ARE HERE TO BE AND HAVE SO MUCH MORE ** ♥

HEADS UP, MY FRIENDS! A little food for thought, today...

❝ If your heart's not in it, take yourself out of it... ❞

The Course Of Things...

#truth

Suddenly I can live in this town...

September, Redux

New Ending

Hello, September

Our Kind of Music

Facebook Updates - Well Worth Checking! ♥

::: WISHES ::: >>> Snap Shot From One Year Ago

Making Friends With Being In Limbo

THE SEASONS ARE ABOUT TO SHIFT {Stay Open, Stay Honest [w/yourself], Stay The Course}

Home

Today's Takeaway

[Potentially TMI] :)

Summer Sounds

Summer's Almost Over... Are you ready to start?

Let's Be Our Own Kind of Beautiful ♥

True Blood [True Betrayal]

Oh, The Things I'm Writing... ♥

Things Can Change In a New York Minute, Baby

Love This Beach ♥

Sexxy♥Licious On The Rocks

The BB&B Escapades

SEASON OF THE BUTTERFLY ~ Time To Make Our Debut

Our Song

:) / tsk, tsk / looking ahead

Fleeting Summer

BACK TO YOU...

A New Beginning

Same Sentiment, Different Stages...

Stay Solid With Me...

~ Wind ~ Waves ~ Energy ~

No Complaints Here:)

Smiles +/and Happy Stuff

Green Goddess Triple Veggie Saute

Looking Ahead...

PARA♥GODDESS {ORGANIC} LEMON BARS

Is life good? YES, LIFE IS GOOD.

It may be STRANGE LOVE, but it's our love... ♥

Well Hello There, Gorgeous :)

Please join myself and red-hot diva Candi Fox for our RADIO-SHOW-PARTY LIVE ONLINE, Wednesday night from 9 until 10 p.m., EST.

2. Call in during our live broadcast or holler in the chat room.

This is gonna be mad good fun. Get excited, friends. And join us Wednesday night! LINK TO THE SHOW RIGHT HERE. :)

♥ YOU ARE HERE TO BE AND HAVE SO MUCH MORE ♥