Friday, February 15, 2019

The Launch of my Latest Project

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The day has arrived and I am super excited to share with you in the creation of my latest book. Welcome my friends to my latest project... I have launched a Patreon site to help me to finance the creation of a Health and Wellness Journey guide. By supporting the project you will not only be helping me to finance my work but will also be helping those who are not financially secure enough to afford a Health and Wellness coach. Let's face it... chronic illness can destroy a persons financial stability yet poverty should never interfere with and individuals right to find their way to health and happiness. This project is about offering the same information I offer in my one on one coaching at a fraction of the cost. Each month I will release articles, chapters and tips to help assist people on their own journey to Health and Wellness.

Patrons will have the opportunity to get access to articles on Health and Wellness, Chapters and journals that document my thought process during the creation of this project.  Ever wonder what I am really thinking??? Like no-holds-barred not holding anything back for fear of public sensitivities being offended… now’s your chance to find out.

Here’s a bit of a sample of one of the articles released this month…

“Tips to Help You Deal With The Anxiety Dragon.

For Chronic Pain sufferers’ life is challenging enough due to the physical limitations that they struggle to overcome every day without the added burden of emotional angst.  Unfortunately, for most people suffering from Fibromyalgia, the pain is only one part of a complex problem.  Having Fibromyalgia is like being in a semi-permanent state of light or flight; basically your body is always on high alert which leads to unreasonable attacks of intense fear.  Doctors are only now beginning to understand that Fibro is a nervous system disorder and have thankfully begun to treat the emotional body along with the physical.  Still, around the world, fibro warriors wake each morning facing fears that their mind has artfully created out of nothing.  Unfortunately, knowing that your fears are not based on a reality or truth of your current situation doesn’t stop the effects that those fears have on your mental well-being. While some doctors are willing to help treat the anxiety with medication, not everyone is willing to take or can afford prescription drugs.  Thankfully there are several different natural ways to deal with and treat anxiety.  Though it may not remove it from your life completely, it will help you to manage it and allow you to find your way back into some semblance of a more relaxed emotional state of being. 

!. Water, water and more water… I know this sounds crazy, but I have learned over the years that if I wake up in the morning with WTF is happening going on in my brain, if I take the time to drink some water it helps to calm my racing heart.  Symptoms of dehydration can often mimic the symptoms of an anxiety attack, so when the anxiety dragon attacks, being dehydrated can compound the symptoms and make them worse. The trick is to keep a bottle beside you at all times (yes beside your bed too) and to take slow, deliberate sips over a period of 10 – 15 minutes.  While drinking the water, try to mentally talk to your body, let it know that you hear that it is in distress and will do what you can to ease its suffering.  Concentrating on taking care of your bodies basic needs will help to ease you back out fight or flight.

2. Breathe…”

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Wednesday, February 13, 2019

Getting Started


I see posts all the time on news sites - both mainstream and alternative - about the latest breakthrough with regards to Fibromyalgia. I can always tell that they're really serious about convincing people of their truth when they start the article with the words 'scientists say'. It's brilliant marketing really, cuts right to the heart of the human need to put faith in something. Be it the word of a person who is known to have valuable information or the power of an old man who lives in the sky and watches over everyone, everywhere, all the time, humans seem to need something beyond the power of their own mind/body/spirit to believe it. Unfortunately blind faith in anything can have disastrous results.

So I have a question... Which scientists? How many scientists? I mean are we talking the few on the fringes who do cutting edge work, are we talking a panel of experts who have been paid to share their knowledge and insight or are we talking about the vast majority of the scientific community?

Also... how do we know that scientists say this - whatever this is - did they tell you, did you overhear them whispering their sciencey secrets to each other in the bathroom or did they actually put their reputation on the line to publish a study that they may or may not have been paid to publish?

Ok I admit that was more than 'a' question but realistically speaking those are only a few of the inquiries we should be mentally making every single time we do research on the internet on ANY topic let alone those - ie medical - that could ultimately cause serious damage or even death.

Real journalism will always cover the who, what, where, when and how as well as provide evidence and sources. Unless of course the journalist must protect their source from an as yet unnamed villainous character who said journalist is investigating due some perceived action/inaction that had a detrimental impact on any resident of the planet and/or the planet herself. Even at that, at the very least an explanation is required. 


Sunday, January 13, 2019

And Now For Something Completely Different

My style for erotica is a unique as the journey I have taken, and I don't expect all of you to get it or to be pulled into my world by the words that I write.  For those of you who are however yanked out of your comfort zone and down the rabbit hole of my
desire, I look forward to feed back and messages regarding your thoughts.  Perhaps you will even come to open up in time about your own experiences and together, through our mutual respectful sharing, we can help to normalize the sensual side of our human nature.  The time however for dragging out the inevitable has passed so without further delay,
the intro to...


Sensuous Spirituous





Your energetic presence caresses my soul causing a quickening of my heart; I feel into the energy of the moment and my chest tightens, my throat constricts and my heart begins to pound…

You are here, when only moments before you were a thousand miles away…

The impossibility of the moment skitters across the surface of my awareness and as quickly as the thought comes, it is gone, lost in the sensations of this now.  I find myself wanting to delve into the externalization of this new and unexplored internal flame that burns within in me yet I am frozen and unable to respond. 

A thought comes to me… 

Caress my skin and I might melt in your arms; caress my soul and my heart will surely melt into yours…

So begins the dance with the non-physical…

Sensation is ALL…

Eyes half closed, drowsy… lips slightly parted. 

The air becomes still and the muted flickering light of a nearby candle dances in anticipation of your imminent arrival.

It’s the heaviness I feel that lets me know you are here; the weight of a presence near me, around me, in me, that pulls the breathe from my lungs.  Frozen, waiting; this is where I will remain as long as you are with me.  Hovering on the brink of something intangible and unknowable.

A sharp intake of breathe and a slow release.  All my desires and dreams caught in my throat, suffocating me.

This is what I crave; the crest of the wave, the peak… hovering at a height unreachable by human hands, a height from which I have yet to fall...

My skin tingles eagerly accepting the caresses the night air offers.  My breathing slows and my eyes close… My back arches and I offer myself to the emptiness.  A sigh escapes my lips… I can feel the weight of you upon me and for just one moment I forget myself and reach my hand out to you…
It drops to my side as the feelings continue to wash over me, wave upon wave of sensation…
A thousand finger tips lightly stroke my flesh, a thousand lips caress my body with breathe…
A thousand hands manipulate and massage my arms, my hands, my calves, my thighs…
so I exist in a world of sensation, floating in a sea of anticipation, unshed tears of joy and release shining in my eyes…

you keep me there, refusing to release me…. Floating, reaching…
and this is only the beginning……

Wednesday, January 9, 2019

A new book = a new beginning


I am currently hanging out in the jungles of Costa Rica doing my best to keep my mind focused on being well.  Part of that journey to wellness is I believe in the sharing of the journey.  After 15+ years of living with and studying Fibro, it is in my heart to put the knowledge I have attained into a book.  I have been tossing the idea around for a few years, last night I finally began putting my thoughts on paper.  As to the how and the when of the publication of this particular part of my life, I am playing it by ear, but I offer here to you the first chapter.  Raw - unedited and about as authentically me as it can get.  You who know me often tell me you can hear my voice when you read... I hope sincerely that you cannot also hear the tears.  This will not be easy, as it will dredge up some serious emotional shit but here it goes... Truth - My Synchromystic Healing Journey.


At the moment I am struggling with loneliness, odd given how often I have asked for, prayed for the time and space to reignite my love affair with the written word.  Life though never quite turns out exactly as you think, unless of course you are an absolute master at manifesting your own reality and that is, of course, a whole other topic for another time.  Back to being lonely, and how that all came about.  I have this thing, this medical challenge called Fibromyalgia.  I think maybe if it was only that, it might not be so bad (though that alone is enough to challenge any persons sanity), but when you add in the Myofacial Pain Syndrome, the multiple herniated discs, compressed discs and pinched nerves, my health, and the managing of it has inevitably become a full time job.  My body is decidedly angry in the winter (I am Canadian) and so with the assistance of my supportive husband, with (more than) a few sacrifices behind us, I have been able to come to Costa Rica to wait out the winter months.  He was here with me, briefly, but he has had to go back as bills still need paying.  I can’t legally work here so he is the unfortunate soul who is currently stuck with supporting us both and suffering through the winter months.  I suppose given his current situation  I shouldn’t be whining about being lonely when I have taken up residence in one of the most beautiful places on the planet.  Yet here I sit, fighting back tears and desperately trying to slap away the depression that lingers just on the edges of my consciousness; taunting, teasing, a constant reminder to me that it is always there waiting for me to slip and fall.  As a patient you get told that it’s just another part of the ‘dis-ease’, the condition, the syndrome…  You are encouraged to learn to live with it, to manage it.  Of course depending on the doctor, you will either have your pain treated as a primary concern and your depression secondary, or vice versa. It is an often pondered question when it comes to Fibro and depression, what came first, the chicken or the egg.  A philosophical debate that we can return to later, one doctors for some reason love to argue over.  But to the patients that fight like hell every day just to survive until tomorrow, the real question is not what causes what (since we now know that PTSD causes both)but rather how do we stop it from destroying our lives.  That is the question that drove me to make so many changes in my life that I am unrecognizable to those who have known me in the distant past. It’s the question that drove me to dedicate years (15 ish I think) of my life to studying Fibro and seeking out a healing program that would work for me.  It was the answer, the convoluted, ever changing, always something new to learn answer that drove me to leave my country behind and ensconce myself in the hills of a foreign land to devote an excess of time and energy on the healing and full on recovery of me. And so here I sit, alone, writing to you in a desperate attempt to distract myself, because being so far away from my friends and family is simply too painful to dwell on.