A.A. Schenna's Blog, page 6
May 22, 2020
Confessions In The Air is out!
The second book of The Other Side Series is out and I’d like to thank my publisher and my incredible team.
#NeverHaveRegrets
#LiveYourLifeToTheFullest
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There was something with her big, blue eyes. You know she had that look where you could be standing as cold and lifeless as a statue, wondering about what she was thinking. She would pull her long, black hair back, she would smile, shake her head and she would say something that would make you feel like a fool.
“Time is running out and we are supposed to live our life to the fullest! Don't wait for me to move on!”
Then she would grab my hand and we would start our journey to the limitless path of the unexpected and unfair life like two teenagers who had just started discovering the first leaps of love.
Before moving on with my confession, I’d love to remind you that life is full of surprises and you should never say never. You‘d better believe me, my friend, and not because of my age. In the future, you might think of me. You should never forget that from the day we were born, life would always find a funny way of proving us wrong.
My apology for the delay in moving on with my confession, promise I’ll be short with no boring details.
It never mattered how tired I was. As long as I had her next to my side, I could do everything. Sometimes the only thing I needed was a few hours of relaxing at home, but you see, my dear friend, she had a magical way to help me get past my fatigue and all the nasty thoughts.
I would never forget the times she would place her long, thin fingers on my back, caressing softly my skin. And her perfume, oh my God, she smelled so beautiful that I could stay curled up with my girl for hours just breathing the air of euphoria and relief. I was so happy that amazing period when we were both crazy in love; you can’t even imagine how I felt. Even now, if I could see her again, I wouldn’t be able to express my feelings with words…
See more on Amazon
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08...
See more on Solstice Publishing website
http://www.solsticeempire.com/product...
#NeverHaveRegrets
#LiveYourLifeToTheFullest
Read and Share!
There was something with her big, blue eyes. You know she had that look where you could be standing as cold and lifeless as a statue, wondering about what she was thinking. She would pull her long, black hair back, she would smile, shake her head and she would say something that would make you feel like a fool.
“Time is running out and we are supposed to live our life to the fullest! Don't wait for me to move on!”
Then she would grab my hand and we would start our journey to the limitless path of the unexpected and unfair life like two teenagers who had just started discovering the first leaps of love.
Before moving on with my confession, I’d love to remind you that life is full of surprises and you should never say never. You‘d better believe me, my friend, and not because of my age. In the future, you might think of me. You should never forget that from the day we were born, life would always find a funny way of proving us wrong.
My apology for the delay in moving on with my confession, promise I’ll be short with no boring details.
It never mattered how tired I was. As long as I had her next to my side, I could do everything. Sometimes the only thing I needed was a few hours of relaxing at home, but you see, my dear friend, she had a magical way to help me get past my fatigue and all the nasty thoughts.
I would never forget the times she would place her long, thin fingers on my back, caressing softly my skin. And her perfume, oh my God, she smelled so beautiful that I could stay curled up with my girl for hours just breathing the air of euphoria and relief. I was so happy that amazing period when we were both crazy in love; you can’t even imagine how I felt. Even now, if I could see her again, I wouldn’t be able to express my feelings with words…
See more on Amazon
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08...
See more on Solstice Publishing website
http://www.solsticeempire.com/product...
May 15, 2020
Q&A with Vanayssa Somers
One of the most exciting things in the Publishing industry is meeting interesting people who are talented authors and write intriguing stories.
After reading Proof of Life after Death by Vanayssa Somers, I had a few questions about her amazing book.
1) Proof of Life after Death, I loved the book and the title. Is it possible for your Oversoul to reach you in this dimension?
Hello Angelo. Sure is nice to hear from you! And a pleasure to talk about the metaphysical issues in life.
Metaphysical is to some extent another word for our modern day use of the word ‘spiritual’. It is a fascinating study, and dates back to the truly ancient East Indian studies and other cultures, Tibetan, Asian, for example. Did you ever read something which instantly set your mind and soul on fire and you could not get enough of it? That’s metaphysics for me.
As far as your question goes, yes, our Oversoul does reach us in this dimension for sure. If you read Curtis Loys Jackson’s book ‘A Handbook for Cosmic Consciousness’ and read one of the essays in the latter part of the 2nd edition, for example on page 223 of the paperback edition, you will find a discussion of this topic. The Oversoul dwells in the far off future, this is true, and is of course ourselves, perfected. We are, in 2020, in the Past. The far past, in fact. We are just beginning the last of three Dark Ages. If you wonder why life is so difficult, this is why. By the time this current Age is over, we will have entered what Jackson calls the Mental Ages, a time of much brighter, more fulfilling life, but one we must patiently work toward at this time. On our shoulders is the burden of continuing to lay the foundation for a fabulous future for our species.
The Oversoul, from its place in the Future, looks back upon our lives continually. Their work is to continue to assist us in our lives and find those in the Past who are ready to go forward with understanding of metaphysical issues. Each person’s life is one facet of the Oversoul’s complex personality, and each life is vitally important to Oversoul. Let’s call them TTO, for Time Travelling Oversoul, it’s easier to type!
If you were to take away one minute of one lifetime from the thousands of lifetimes that went before, your TTO would not be the same person, and might not even exist. So every minute of every life is vital to the eventual perfection of this soul.
As a result, our TTO, who is very real person, oversees our lifetimes and the thousands of lifetimes that went before, and those that will occur after us, for the TTO exists thousands of years in the future.
As they look back on the countless lifetimes that belong to that TTO and their evolution, they are looking for those who are ready to learn some new material and evolve further. That is when you are ready, and of course nothing really tells you that you have evolved to a certain point, but suddenly something happens. You will look back in wonder at a certain moment when a certain thought occurred to you to do some specific thing.
For example, I was sweeping the floor one day when I thought, I wonder if there are any good books out there yet on Time Travel. Of course, we are all thrilled with the idea of travelling through time, and I was thinking of the kind of time travel where we actually could travel to the past and change something. Wouldn’t we all like to do that?
I went to Amazon and discovered Curtis Loys Jackson’s book A Course in Time Travel. When I finally got the book, I found it was not about travelling through time to change our decisions, but about our own time-travelling journey through the Ages as we evolve and move through different lifetimes and experiences that shape and change our spiritual nature.
As I tried to read it, I was stuck. I had absolutely no awareness of words like ‘dimension’ or ‘consciousness’. As a retired nurse, I thought of consciousness in terms of shining a light into someone’s pupils to check their level of consciousness with a different meaning. Dimensions, well, of course I thought only of feet and inches.
I continued to be stuck. I read it over and over, struggling with the concepts, and with no one to explain anything to me. This small book was written by a Master of metaphysics, and for a total novice, a more simple introduction was needed. Since those days, I have been surprised to find that many young people somehow or other have gathered enough of this esoteric knowledge to make them able to read the book and have a fair understanding of it. I am not sure how they have managed that. But times are different now.
Eventually, I contacted the author and was treated to an individual training by email which has gone on to this day. I must admit, for I am an ordinary person, that I still struggle with some concepts. It’s a case of broadening our understanding, and only effort and time can clarify many things for us.
For example, the TTOs live not in linear time, as our lifetimes are lived, but in universal or nonlinear time. They live in a state of past, present, future all at once and are comfortable with that. That’s why they can be where and who they are and look back, checking on their previous lifetimes, watching and considering where and when to carefully intervene to move someone forward a little.
Now you will say, oh wait. So the TTO is a highly evolved person who lives thousands of years from here in nonlinear time. You say every moment of any of our lives matters and cannot be changed without affecting the TTO themselves. Yet, you say that the TTO looks back upon the thousands of lifetimes that went before to evolve to the point of their existence, and they search through those lifetimes to find moments when they can insert some event that will help draw someone forward. So both those things can’t be true! They can’t not change the lifetimes and still change them!
The moments when the TTO inserts a new experience or thought into the life of one of their facet lifetimes, those moments are in the Past for the TTO. The TTO and all of us, eventually, exist in nonlinear time where past, present future are all one. Everything happening at once, forever. Learning to grasp the concept of universal or nonlinear time is one of the many endless tasks we as students must embark upon. It is not learned in a day. When they change some small event for us to advance more quickly, that is in their Past. We are all facets of our particular TTO, one of thousands. When they place something in our own Present, it is automatically in their Past, and in nonlinear time. It remains there.
I won’t say more about that right now, in order to answer your specific question better. At least, I hope so. I will say that I am in the early stages of grappling with the concept of nonlinear time.
From my own experience, I can say that the actual Person who is my highly evolved Oversoul has made direct contact with me at least twice. I talk about those moments in the book.
For each student, those experiences will be different and immeasurably precious. And will also only deepen the mystery even further even as they enlighten.
2) Knowledge VS experiences, which is more important to discover our Oversoul?
The first thing a student must do in order to attract their TTO’s attention, is set out to learn. To work patiently to gather understanding. To develop and enhance their own burning curiosity. At some point in that effort, their TTO, who is always checking their own past lifetimes for opportunities to enhance and assist, will become aware of the student’s struggle and will be delighted, jumping in to help, although the student is not aware of this. How do you develop your curiosity? Well you know that not everyone is as equally curious about life as the next person. Depending on our evolution over lifetimes, we may be happy to just meander along on life’s highway, getting through our days without much curiosity as to our origins and our purpose. But if you are a person who is harassed in life by a desperate need to know why we are here, why is it so difficult, why do we matter, if you are lucky enough to be done of those, you will attract the attention of your Oversoul.
So you can see, in answer to your question, the hunger for knowledge is linked to experience constantly. If you get a book that strikes fire in your soul, like Jackson’s works, or like Helena Blavatsky’s works or other ancient and modern teachers, then your mind is sending out messages to your TTO and you don’t even know it. They hear the signal and respond. What I appreciate so much about Jackson’s books is that he wrote in an effort to arouse the curiosity of those who were ready for it. So you start off reading it and saying “What?? I don’t understand any of this!” and you are frustrated and indignant and wonder where to get more knowledge. That very state of mind attracts the attention of your Oversoul. They step in with great pleasure! They begin creating situations that help bring understanding to the struggling student. It is breakthrough time and as the ancients have always said, When the student is ready, the teacher appears!
The thirst that drives you further up the mountain to find the cool springs that satisfy, that thirst is felt in the soul of your Higher Power, and they instantly begin to move toward you. After all, they are you! Long ago! Living in nonlinear time, they can gaze upon their own thousands of past lifetimes continually, living in their own consciousness in memory of all detail.
3) Could we come across people who have passed away?
Are you referring to those who return from the future to help increase evolution here in this time? I know people who claim to be exactly that, but I have no way of knowing if they really are or not. I am sure there are people who are from the future, often are walk-ins into existing bodies, or are born into families where they are possibly a poor fit and have arrived to begin a long and hard road in this dark time to try to increase the light a little more quickly. I am told that some disappear and never return to the future. Have you read the novel TimeLine? I think it’s a Michael Crichton book. About these folk who enter the past into the days of Knights and Kings and there is one fellow who likes the lifestyle so much he won’t go back to the future world he came from. We always remember really good time-travel books. It reflects our deep desire to change past decisions I guess. There is nothing like hindsight to show us the way we should have gone. So far, we yearn in vain but who knows? It’s very possible that we will time travel eventually and it may not be so far off.
4) When do you believe it’s the best time of our life to start discovering the answers on afterlife?
I think it varies. I know that people who come from very painful and difficult backgrounds sometimes begin an early search for the answers to afterlife questions. There is in some an appetite for knowledge of Creator, or God, a hunger based on yearning for the love that comes from Source and nowhere else, or at least, they feel that. That hunger can start very early if the childhood is barren and harsh, depending on the potential of the child. But we have all heard of poets and writers who began an early search for the spiritual answers and who came from peaceful and perhaps academic homes, and often homes where music held sway and children learned to play instruments and sing early in life. A rich and deeply textured childhood can yield brilliant searchers who write and teach great things. But the yearning in the human heart for the love of Source is peculiar and universal, I think. It’s a cellular thing. I personally believe the information we have had in recent years about water and its wisdom, its knowledge and memory. It is quite possible that Source or God is water. This would explain how Creator moves with us in our lives and knows and understands all. We are 70 percent water, more or less. We have no secrets from Creator, like it or not. Water is associated with emotion also.
For me, my parents were Communists and passionately believed that life should be better and that capitalism was a source of unnecessary suffering along with the appetite for money that is never enough. I grew up with that, angry about the injustices of the world and wanting things to be better for ordinary poor people. But I grew disillusioned with that outlook eventually, by adulthood, and realized that no one seemed to have the answers. Then I fell into fundamentalist Christianity, a dreadful and savagely cruel thing. But it was all part of my hungry search for answers. So my search started in my adolescent years and carried on through different false pathways. After Christianity I fell in love with a kind of strange right wing pathway, and after a bit I moved on to fasting and yoga and so on, and it was in my 70’s I discovered A Course in Time Travel and Curtis Loys Jackson’s writings. Fortunately for me, he was still alive and teaching at that time. I am sure the Ancients could tell us that the pathway to Source is long and convoluted and we need to keep on keeping on. From my experiences following Jackson, it seems to me that you can’t go wrong with deep meditation, no matter who is teaching, as during deep trance meditation, your Oversoul has absolute access to you and no one else does. Except Source itself, and that’s the best place to be.
5. What is the meaning of life?
Well…now you’re asking a hard question. Would have to say, it’s got to be Love. We are a long way from it a lot of the time but every once in a while, it rears its beautiful head and there it is! Today I see on the TV that there are over 16,000 volunteers from around the world who are willing to be injected with the coronavirus if it will help find a vaccine more quickly. That’s quite a commitment. You walk past these people in the street and there is no bright light around their heads to let you know that you are walking past a special person. But other people have at times offered one of their eyes to help a blind person, or a kidney, and so on, and these are all selfless offerings and very precious. It calls to us to remember the highest that we can be and can offer, and it challenges us all. I think, because we started way back in the first dark age, and a dark place it was for sure, and the pinnacle of our evolution will be (has already been achieved in the future) the perfected state of love not in one or two but in every living being. A society of perfected beings, spiritually perfected. What a great piece of work that will be. Our own Oversoul is one of the citizens of that society and is available to us if we hunger and are willing to search and work to achieve that pure state of love. The hungry mind and the willing heart call to our TTOs and they respond with presence and teaching.
6. Tell me a few things about you.
I am one of six children, grew up in the woods of Vancouver Island, grew up leaping from log to log in the deep forests and somehow did not ever injure myself, in fact, none of us injured ourselves though we climbed and ran and explored and imagined and had a secret Island we could wade to when the river was low, and I guess someone was protecting us. If our mom had known half the stuff we got up to!
My parents were members of the Canadian Communist Party when Tim Buck was the leader. We grew up full of Karl Marx etc. But by my eighteenth year, I knew somehow it was not the answer. I went on to become a fundamentalist Christian, a Baptist and that was a sad story that ended badly.
I went to Scotland to take my R.N. training and married there. There I took a frightening risk and approached a banker for a business loan and got it, amazing feeling, and built and ran a health spa for eight years.
Returned alone to Canada eventually and got a BA in Sociology (mainly because it did not require math and I had only grade eleven math, but Sociology was good for me due to my left wing background) at University of Victoria, and later discovered Reiki and became a Reiki Master and changed my name from my birth name of Sonja Stevens to Vanayssa Love, which I have to this day. I am allowed one more name change in Canada but along with four marriages and the name changes that went with those, I have had enough name changes for one lifetime. I changed my name legally to try to change my luck, as at that time many were changing the spelling of their names in order to have better lives, but I did not find it gave me better judgment or decisions. The only advantage is that everyone seems to like my name now.
I worked as a nurse sometimes, as an NLP counsellor sometimes, in offices sometimes, and often as a Reiki practitioner.
In my life I have often attracted gossip and made-up stories about me, I guess because I am a woman and I have not really lived a traditional life. I have been married to four alcoholics, and thus learned humility, for no one can cure an addict. Only the addict and Source can cure an addict. I love easily and often love those who do not love me back, which is always a rude surprise. But I don’t think loving is ever a mistake. We have to remain open to learning and loving, that’s vital.
Now, as I am old, I like my life of living quietly in a country town and enjoy my flowers and the beauties of this place. I have owned and built many structures, but now I rent and have a terrific landlady and landlord, and what old person can ask for more? I have a little white dog and a partner who actually knows more than me, which is nice. An onsite teacher. In my old age, I have the simple but complete life I used to yearn for. I used to look at houses as I rode the bus to and from work and schooling, and see the lamplight shining in windows at night and wonder if I would ever feel at peace. Today, as I wait my Call from Source to the next thing along life’s way, I enjoy the peace of a pleasant, quiet town where flowers grow madly all spring and summer and fall, and there is sun and rain in good proportion, and clean, fresh grocery stores with healthy food and I am blessed. My one great catastrophe, the death of my only child, a beautiful daughter, has certainly riven great channels and canyons in my soul, and taught me things only she could have taught me. She came back to visit me on the first anniversary of her death, thus showing me that life is eternal and we never, ever die. Left behind, I suffer of course, but have seen the joy in her face when she came back to see me, and know she is happy and fulfilled. Through the teaching of The Monroe Institute and of Bruce Moen, I learned to visit the other side and see my loved ones there. These wonderful gifts don’t nullify the pain of loss, but how can I grieve when she is so happy?
The town I live in is listed officially as The Worst Place to Live in Canada.
Which just goes to show you, people who have to make lists all the time don’t know much.
7. Where can readers find you and your books?
You can find my Amazon book page at:
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Email me at horses21@shaw.ca if you like. I will try to answer without too much delay.
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After reading Proof of Life after Death by Vanayssa Somers, I had a few questions about her amazing book.
1) Proof of Life after Death, I loved the book and the title. Is it possible for your Oversoul to reach you in this dimension?
Hello Angelo. Sure is nice to hear from you! And a pleasure to talk about the metaphysical issues in life.
Metaphysical is to some extent another word for our modern day use of the word ‘spiritual’. It is a fascinating study, and dates back to the truly ancient East Indian studies and other cultures, Tibetan, Asian, for example. Did you ever read something which instantly set your mind and soul on fire and you could not get enough of it? That’s metaphysics for me.
As far as your question goes, yes, our Oversoul does reach us in this dimension for sure. If you read Curtis Loys Jackson’s book ‘A Handbook for Cosmic Consciousness’ and read one of the essays in the latter part of the 2nd edition, for example on page 223 of the paperback edition, you will find a discussion of this topic. The Oversoul dwells in the far off future, this is true, and is of course ourselves, perfected. We are, in 2020, in the Past. The far past, in fact. We are just beginning the last of three Dark Ages. If you wonder why life is so difficult, this is why. By the time this current Age is over, we will have entered what Jackson calls the Mental Ages, a time of much brighter, more fulfilling life, but one we must patiently work toward at this time. On our shoulders is the burden of continuing to lay the foundation for a fabulous future for our species.
The Oversoul, from its place in the Future, looks back upon our lives continually. Their work is to continue to assist us in our lives and find those in the Past who are ready to go forward with understanding of metaphysical issues. Each person’s life is one facet of the Oversoul’s complex personality, and each life is vitally important to Oversoul. Let’s call them TTO, for Time Travelling Oversoul, it’s easier to type!
If you were to take away one minute of one lifetime from the thousands of lifetimes that went before, your TTO would not be the same person, and might not even exist. So every minute of every life is vital to the eventual perfection of this soul.
As a result, our TTO, who is very real person, oversees our lifetimes and the thousands of lifetimes that went before, and those that will occur after us, for the TTO exists thousands of years in the future.
As they look back on the countless lifetimes that belong to that TTO and their evolution, they are looking for those who are ready to learn some new material and evolve further. That is when you are ready, and of course nothing really tells you that you have evolved to a certain point, but suddenly something happens. You will look back in wonder at a certain moment when a certain thought occurred to you to do some specific thing.
For example, I was sweeping the floor one day when I thought, I wonder if there are any good books out there yet on Time Travel. Of course, we are all thrilled with the idea of travelling through time, and I was thinking of the kind of time travel where we actually could travel to the past and change something. Wouldn’t we all like to do that?
I went to Amazon and discovered Curtis Loys Jackson’s book A Course in Time Travel. When I finally got the book, I found it was not about travelling through time to change our decisions, but about our own time-travelling journey through the Ages as we evolve and move through different lifetimes and experiences that shape and change our spiritual nature.
As I tried to read it, I was stuck. I had absolutely no awareness of words like ‘dimension’ or ‘consciousness’. As a retired nurse, I thought of consciousness in terms of shining a light into someone’s pupils to check their level of consciousness with a different meaning. Dimensions, well, of course I thought only of feet and inches.
I continued to be stuck. I read it over and over, struggling with the concepts, and with no one to explain anything to me. This small book was written by a Master of metaphysics, and for a total novice, a more simple introduction was needed. Since those days, I have been surprised to find that many young people somehow or other have gathered enough of this esoteric knowledge to make them able to read the book and have a fair understanding of it. I am not sure how they have managed that. But times are different now.
Eventually, I contacted the author and was treated to an individual training by email which has gone on to this day. I must admit, for I am an ordinary person, that I still struggle with some concepts. It’s a case of broadening our understanding, and only effort and time can clarify many things for us.
For example, the TTOs live not in linear time, as our lifetimes are lived, but in universal or nonlinear time. They live in a state of past, present, future all at once and are comfortable with that. That’s why they can be where and who they are and look back, checking on their previous lifetimes, watching and considering where and when to carefully intervene to move someone forward a little.
Now you will say, oh wait. So the TTO is a highly evolved person who lives thousands of years from here in nonlinear time. You say every moment of any of our lives matters and cannot be changed without affecting the TTO themselves. Yet, you say that the TTO looks back upon the thousands of lifetimes that went before to evolve to the point of their existence, and they search through those lifetimes to find moments when they can insert some event that will help draw someone forward. So both those things can’t be true! They can’t not change the lifetimes and still change them!
The moments when the TTO inserts a new experience or thought into the life of one of their facet lifetimes, those moments are in the Past for the TTO. The TTO and all of us, eventually, exist in nonlinear time where past, present future are all one. Everything happening at once, forever. Learning to grasp the concept of universal or nonlinear time is one of the many endless tasks we as students must embark upon. It is not learned in a day. When they change some small event for us to advance more quickly, that is in their Past. We are all facets of our particular TTO, one of thousands. When they place something in our own Present, it is automatically in their Past, and in nonlinear time. It remains there.
I won’t say more about that right now, in order to answer your specific question better. At least, I hope so. I will say that I am in the early stages of grappling with the concept of nonlinear time.
From my own experience, I can say that the actual Person who is my highly evolved Oversoul has made direct contact with me at least twice. I talk about those moments in the book.
For each student, those experiences will be different and immeasurably precious. And will also only deepen the mystery even further even as they enlighten.
2) Knowledge VS experiences, which is more important to discover our Oversoul?
The first thing a student must do in order to attract their TTO’s attention, is set out to learn. To work patiently to gather understanding. To develop and enhance their own burning curiosity. At some point in that effort, their TTO, who is always checking their own past lifetimes for opportunities to enhance and assist, will become aware of the student’s struggle and will be delighted, jumping in to help, although the student is not aware of this. How do you develop your curiosity? Well you know that not everyone is as equally curious about life as the next person. Depending on our evolution over lifetimes, we may be happy to just meander along on life’s highway, getting through our days without much curiosity as to our origins and our purpose. But if you are a person who is harassed in life by a desperate need to know why we are here, why is it so difficult, why do we matter, if you are lucky enough to be done of those, you will attract the attention of your Oversoul.
So you can see, in answer to your question, the hunger for knowledge is linked to experience constantly. If you get a book that strikes fire in your soul, like Jackson’s works, or like Helena Blavatsky’s works or other ancient and modern teachers, then your mind is sending out messages to your TTO and you don’t even know it. They hear the signal and respond. What I appreciate so much about Jackson’s books is that he wrote in an effort to arouse the curiosity of those who were ready for it. So you start off reading it and saying “What?? I don’t understand any of this!” and you are frustrated and indignant and wonder where to get more knowledge. That very state of mind attracts the attention of your Oversoul. They step in with great pleasure! They begin creating situations that help bring understanding to the struggling student. It is breakthrough time and as the ancients have always said, When the student is ready, the teacher appears!
The thirst that drives you further up the mountain to find the cool springs that satisfy, that thirst is felt in the soul of your Higher Power, and they instantly begin to move toward you. After all, they are you! Long ago! Living in nonlinear time, they can gaze upon their own thousands of past lifetimes continually, living in their own consciousness in memory of all detail.
3) Could we come across people who have passed away?
Are you referring to those who return from the future to help increase evolution here in this time? I know people who claim to be exactly that, but I have no way of knowing if they really are or not. I am sure there are people who are from the future, often are walk-ins into existing bodies, or are born into families where they are possibly a poor fit and have arrived to begin a long and hard road in this dark time to try to increase the light a little more quickly. I am told that some disappear and never return to the future. Have you read the novel TimeLine? I think it’s a Michael Crichton book. About these folk who enter the past into the days of Knights and Kings and there is one fellow who likes the lifestyle so much he won’t go back to the future world he came from. We always remember really good time-travel books. It reflects our deep desire to change past decisions I guess. There is nothing like hindsight to show us the way we should have gone. So far, we yearn in vain but who knows? It’s very possible that we will time travel eventually and it may not be so far off.
4) When do you believe it’s the best time of our life to start discovering the answers on afterlife?
I think it varies. I know that people who come from very painful and difficult backgrounds sometimes begin an early search for the answers to afterlife questions. There is in some an appetite for knowledge of Creator, or God, a hunger based on yearning for the love that comes from Source and nowhere else, or at least, they feel that. That hunger can start very early if the childhood is barren and harsh, depending on the potential of the child. But we have all heard of poets and writers who began an early search for the spiritual answers and who came from peaceful and perhaps academic homes, and often homes where music held sway and children learned to play instruments and sing early in life. A rich and deeply textured childhood can yield brilliant searchers who write and teach great things. But the yearning in the human heart for the love of Source is peculiar and universal, I think. It’s a cellular thing. I personally believe the information we have had in recent years about water and its wisdom, its knowledge and memory. It is quite possible that Source or God is water. This would explain how Creator moves with us in our lives and knows and understands all. We are 70 percent water, more or less. We have no secrets from Creator, like it or not. Water is associated with emotion also.
For me, my parents were Communists and passionately believed that life should be better and that capitalism was a source of unnecessary suffering along with the appetite for money that is never enough. I grew up with that, angry about the injustices of the world and wanting things to be better for ordinary poor people. But I grew disillusioned with that outlook eventually, by adulthood, and realized that no one seemed to have the answers. Then I fell into fundamentalist Christianity, a dreadful and savagely cruel thing. But it was all part of my hungry search for answers. So my search started in my adolescent years and carried on through different false pathways. After Christianity I fell in love with a kind of strange right wing pathway, and after a bit I moved on to fasting and yoga and so on, and it was in my 70’s I discovered A Course in Time Travel and Curtis Loys Jackson’s writings. Fortunately for me, he was still alive and teaching at that time. I am sure the Ancients could tell us that the pathway to Source is long and convoluted and we need to keep on keeping on. From my experiences following Jackson, it seems to me that you can’t go wrong with deep meditation, no matter who is teaching, as during deep trance meditation, your Oversoul has absolute access to you and no one else does. Except Source itself, and that’s the best place to be.
5. What is the meaning of life?
Well…now you’re asking a hard question. Would have to say, it’s got to be Love. We are a long way from it a lot of the time but every once in a while, it rears its beautiful head and there it is! Today I see on the TV that there are over 16,000 volunteers from around the world who are willing to be injected with the coronavirus if it will help find a vaccine more quickly. That’s quite a commitment. You walk past these people in the street and there is no bright light around their heads to let you know that you are walking past a special person. But other people have at times offered one of their eyes to help a blind person, or a kidney, and so on, and these are all selfless offerings and very precious. It calls to us to remember the highest that we can be and can offer, and it challenges us all. I think, because we started way back in the first dark age, and a dark place it was for sure, and the pinnacle of our evolution will be (has already been achieved in the future) the perfected state of love not in one or two but in every living being. A society of perfected beings, spiritually perfected. What a great piece of work that will be. Our own Oversoul is one of the citizens of that society and is available to us if we hunger and are willing to search and work to achieve that pure state of love. The hungry mind and the willing heart call to our TTOs and they respond with presence and teaching.
6. Tell me a few things about you.
I am one of six children, grew up in the woods of Vancouver Island, grew up leaping from log to log in the deep forests and somehow did not ever injure myself, in fact, none of us injured ourselves though we climbed and ran and explored and imagined and had a secret Island we could wade to when the river was low, and I guess someone was protecting us. If our mom had known half the stuff we got up to!
My parents were members of the Canadian Communist Party when Tim Buck was the leader. We grew up full of Karl Marx etc. But by my eighteenth year, I knew somehow it was not the answer. I went on to become a fundamentalist Christian, a Baptist and that was a sad story that ended badly.
I went to Scotland to take my R.N. training and married there. There I took a frightening risk and approached a banker for a business loan and got it, amazing feeling, and built and ran a health spa for eight years.
Returned alone to Canada eventually and got a BA in Sociology (mainly because it did not require math and I had only grade eleven math, but Sociology was good for me due to my left wing background) at University of Victoria, and later discovered Reiki and became a Reiki Master and changed my name from my birth name of Sonja Stevens to Vanayssa Love, which I have to this day. I am allowed one more name change in Canada but along with four marriages and the name changes that went with those, I have had enough name changes for one lifetime. I changed my name legally to try to change my luck, as at that time many were changing the spelling of their names in order to have better lives, but I did not find it gave me better judgment or decisions. The only advantage is that everyone seems to like my name now.
I worked as a nurse sometimes, as an NLP counsellor sometimes, in offices sometimes, and often as a Reiki practitioner.
In my life I have often attracted gossip and made-up stories about me, I guess because I am a woman and I have not really lived a traditional life. I have been married to four alcoholics, and thus learned humility, for no one can cure an addict. Only the addict and Source can cure an addict. I love easily and often love those who do not love me back, which is always a rude surprise. But I don’t think loving is ever a mistake. We have to remain open to learning and loving, that’s vital.
Now, as I am old, I like my life of living quietly in a country town and enjoy my flowers and the beauties of this place. I have owned and built many structures, but now I rent and have a terrific landlady and landlord, and what old person can ask for more? I have a little white dog and a partner who actually knows more than me, which is nice. An onsite teacher. In my old age, I have the simple but complete life I used to yearn for. I used to look at houses as I rode the bus to and from work and schooling, and see the lamplight shining in windows at night and wonder if I would ever feel at peace. Today, as I wait my Call from Source to the next thing along life’s way, I enjoy the peace of a pleasant, quiet town where flowers grow madly all spring and summer and fall, and there is sun and rain in good proportion, and clean, fresh grocery stores with healthy food and I am blessed. My one great catastrophe, the death of my only child, a beautiful daughter, has certainly riven great channels and canyons in my soul, and taught me things only she could have taught me. She came back to visit me on the first anniversary of her death, thus showing me that life is eternal and we never, ever die. Left behind, I suffer of course, but have seen the joy in her face when she came back to see me, and know she is happy and fulfilled. Through the teaching of The Monroe Institute and of Bruce Moen, I learned to visit the other side and see my loved ones there. These wonderful gifts don’t nullify the pain of loss, but how can I grieve when she is so happy?
The town I live in is listed officially as The Worst Place to Live in Canada.
Which just goes to show you, people who have to make lists all the time don’t know much.
7. Where can readers find you and your books?
You can find my Amazon book page at:
amzn.to/2WvDeEP
Email me at horses21@shaw.ca if you like. I will try to answer without too much delay.
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May 8, 2020
Confessions in the Air
No More Chances, the first book of the Other Side Series is out and it’s a story about life and death, about heaven and hell.
I believe that we have to try every day to become better human beings. We shouldn’t fear death but whatever happens after the moment we die.
The second book is coming very soon.
About Confessions in the Air
Whenever you might feel angry, you should just count till ten because everything that would come out from your mouth it would never be erased and you would always feel guilty.
Excerpt
There was something with her big, blue eyes. You know she had that look where you could be standing as cold and lifeless as a statue, wondering about what she was thinking. She would pull her long, black hair back, she would smile, shake her head and she would say something that would make you feel like a fool.
“Time is running out and we are supposed to live our life to the fullest! Don't wait for me to move on!”
Then she would grab my hand and we would start our journey to the limitless path of the unexpected and unfair life like two teenagers who had just started discovering the first leaps of love…
I believe that we have to try every day to become better human beings. We shouldn’t fear death but whatever happens after the moment we die.
The second book is coming very soon.
About Confessions in the Air
Whenever you might feel angry, you should just count till ten because everything that would come out from your mouth it would never be erased and you would always feel guilty.
Excerpt
There was something with her big, blue eyes. You know she had that look where you could be standing as cold and lifeless as a statue, wondering about what she was thinking. She would pull her long, black hair back, she would smile, shake her head and she would say something that would make you feel like a fool.
“Time is running out and we are supposed to live our life to the fullest! Don't wait for me to move on!”
Then she would grab my hand and we would start our journey to the limitless path of the unexpected and unfair life like two teenagers who had just started discovering the first leaps of love…
May 1, 2020
Q&A with Linda Lingle
One of the most exciting things in the Publishing industry is meeting interesting people who are talented authors and write intriguing stories.
After reading Dear Heart by Linda Lingle, I had a few questions about her story and the characters.
1) Don’t you think Frank and many other people like Frank should know the truth about their parents?
That’s a good question and one that’s not easily answered. To me, all things are relative, so I believe that everyone has a right to know who their parents are, as long as no one is hurt by that knowledge. In the book, if Frank had known who his father was while Deirdre, Lee and Bill were still alive, it would have made for a much different story. The conflict would have centered on Frank and his struggles to reconcile his feelings about his paternity, and that’s not the story I wanted to tell. As it was, when Frank found out Lee was his father, he reacted badly, and it wasn’t until his wife intervened that he understood that Deirdre and Lee made an enormous sacrifice in not telling him the truth.
2) Tell me a few things about Bill, he loved Frank and never said anything, I have mixed feelings. What do you think about him and for people like Bill?
I love Bill’s character. Bill is the quintessential good guy. He’s not a romantic, like Lee, but he is stalwart and steady and dependable and, most importantly, Bill understands that things are not always black or white; he’s able to see the shades of grey – the nuances in any situation. That is why he was able to stay with (and continue to love) Deirdre, even after he realized she had had an affair, and why he accepted Frank as his son unconditionally. That being said, I also love Lee’s character. You don’t learn much about Lee in Dear Heart, but he’s a good guy too, and his story is heart-wrenching. If you thought Lee was an interloper and somewhat of a villain in Dear Heart, I guarantee that you’ll change your mind about him when you read Sweet Heart.
3) Lovers and secret lives, why?
Deirdre and Lee became lovers because they craved physical intimacy, which was non-existent in their marriages, and their souls recognized that in each other when they met. They maintained a secret life because they wanted to be together, but they didn’t want Bill or Lee’s daughters to be hurt by their affair.
4) Why did the lovers have to wait for so long to reunite?
Since they didn’t want anyone to be hurt by their relationship, they had to wait until Deirdre’s husband and Lee’s wife passed away. At that point, and with their children grown, their responsibilities to their families were fulfilled and they could finally be together.
5) What is love?
Love is the all-consuming desire to be with the person who sets you on fire, physically, emotionally and/or intellectually.
6) Tell me a few things about you.
I’m probably a cross between Deirdre and Denise. I’m a risk-taker like Deirdre but I’m not as refined and well-spoken as she is. My personality is more like Denise’s. As a writer, I ascribe to the philosophy that writing is 90% inspiration and 10% perspiration, which goes against everything any successful writer will tell you, but there it is.
7) Where can readers find you and your books?
The best place to find out about me and my books is on my website: LindaLingleBooks. In addition to a wealth of information about Dear Heart and Sweet Heart, there are a few of my short stories on the site, as well as information about my works in progress.
Buy the book!
https://www.amazon.com/Dear-Heart-Lin...
After reading Dear Heart by Linda Lingle, I had a few questions about her story and the characters.
1) Don’t you think Frank and many other people like Frank should know the truth about their parents?
That’s a good question and one that’s not easily answered. To me, all things are relative, so I believe that everyone has a right to know who their parents are, as long as no one is hurt by that knowledge. In the book, if Frank had known who his father was while Deirdre, Lee and Bill were still alive, it would have made for a much different story. The conflict would have centered on Frank and his struggles to reconcile his feelings about his paternity, and that’s not the story I wanted to tell. As it was, when Frank found out Lee was his father, he reacted badly, and it wasn’t until his wife intervened that he understood that Deirdre and Lee made an enormous sacrifice in not telling him the truth.
2) Tell me a few things about Bill, he loved Frank and never said anything, I have mixed feelings. What do you think about him and for people like Bill?
I love Bill’s character. Bill is the quintessential good guy. He’s not a romantic, like Lee, but he is stalwart and steady and dependable and, most importantly, Bill understands that things are not always black or white; he’s able to see the shades of grey – the nuances in any situation. That is why he was able to stay with (and continue to love) Deirdre, even after he realized she had had an affair, and why he accepted Frank as his son unconditionally. That being said, I also love Lee’s character. You don’t learn much about Lee in Dear Heart, but he’s a good guy too, and his story is heart-wrenching. If you thought Lee was an interloper and somewhat of a villain in Dear Heart, I guarantee that you’ll change your mind about him when you read Sweet Heart.
3) Lovers and secret lives, why?
Deirdre and Lee became lovers because they craved physical intimacy, which was non-existent in their marriages, and their souls recognized that in each other when they met. They maintained a secret life because they wanted to be together, but they didn’t want Bill or Lee’s daughters to be hurt by their affair.
4) Why did the lovers have to wait for so long to reunite?
Since they didn’t want anyone to be hurt by their relationship, they had to wait until Deirdre’s husband and Lee’s wife passed away. At that point, and with their children grown, their responsibilities to their families were fulfilled and they could finally be together.
5) What is love?
Love is the all-consuming desire to be with the person who sets you on fire, physically, emotionally and/or intellectually.
6) Tell me a few things about you.
I’m probably a cross between Deirdre and Denise. I’m a risk-taker like Deirdre but I’m not as refined and well-spoken as she is. My personality is more like Denise’s. As a writer, I ascribe to the philosophy that writing is 90% inspiration and 10% perspiration, which goes against everything any successful writer will tell you, but there it is.
7) Where can readers find you and your books?
The best place to find out about me and my books is on my website: LindaLingleBooks. In addition to a wealth of information about Dear Heart and Sweet Heart, there are a few of my short stories on the site, as well as information about my works in progress.
Buy the book!
https://www.amazon.com/Dear-Heart-Lin...
April 23, 2020
No More Chances
After last week's giveaway, I’d like to thank all the readers who downloaded No More chances.
It’s so nice sharing your work, but please don’t forget that we work very hard for your entertainment.
Those of you who didn’t have the chance to get your copy, here’s an excerpt.
No, it was not a nightmare. It was the worst experience of his entire life. As much as he tried to move on and take a few steps, he didn’t make it. The atmosphere was freaking freezing while he wasn’t able to understand whether he had lost his sight or his eyes had run into the deepest black. He was trapped in a black hole where its substance had absorbed the visible light.
He could feel his cold body and skin, sense his cold deep breath, but was not able to see both his hands and feet. He remained stable in the absolute darkness, hearing his heartbeat, his lungs even his stomach. He was shouting, but could not listen to his own voice. He was lost in an isolated cell and every effort to get away would be vain. Four letters, one word that would never be heard, “help!”
The Other Side series
#1 No More Chances
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08...
It’s so nice sharing your work, but please don’t forget that we work very hard for your entertainment.
Those of you who didn’t have the chance to get your copy, here’s an excerpt.
No, it was not a nightmare. It was the worst experience of his entire life. As much as he tried to move on and take a few steps, he didn’t make it. The atmosphere was freaking freezing while he wasn’t able to understand whether he had lost his sight or his eyes had run into the deepest black. He was trapped in a black hole where its substance had absorbed the visible light.
He could feel his cold body and skin, sense his cold deep breath, but was not able to see both his hands and feet. He remained stable in the absolute darkness, hearing his heartbeat, his lungs even his stomach. He was shouting, but could not listen to his own voice. He was lost in an isolated cell and every effort to get away would be vain. Four letters, one word that would never be heard, “help!”
The Other Side series
#1 No More Chances
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08...
April 16, 2020
Love Giveaways!
Hello, hope you are all healthy and patient. Most of us are still home waiting impatiently to getting past this nightmare.
Now it’s the time to discover ourselves and become better human beings, and it’s also a great chance to pick up some books we never had the time to read.
This week, No More Chances is free so don’t forget to download your copy.
The first story from the Other Side Series is about life and death. We shouldn’t fear death, but whatever happens after the moment we die…
We work very hard for your entertainment and really hope you love what we do. Stay strong and safe at home, and thank you all for your time.
Get your free copy
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08...
Now it’s the time to discover ourselves and become better human beings, and it’s also a great chance to pick up some books we never had the time to read.
This week, No More Chances is free so don’t forget to download your copy.
The first story from the Other Side Series is about life and death. We shouldn’t fear death, but whatever happens after the moment we die…
We work very hard for your entertainment and really hope you love what we do. Stay strong and safe at home, and thank you all for your time.
Get your free copy
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08...
April 10, 2020
Books For All
This is a very difficult period for all. While we are all isolated at home we have plenty of time to discover ourselves and we have the chance to read many books.
Last week Solstice Publishing decided to offer free books for all. And I am so happy for being a part of this publishing company.
Three titles were available for free and I’d like to thank readers who downloaded our books.
Many thanks to readers in U. S. A , U. K, Canada and Australia. We do our best and work very hard for your entertainment.
Next week another title will be free for a few days. Stay tuned for new offers.
Again, many thanks for your response. Hope this is going to end as soon as possible so we can all move on with our lives.
Be strong and safe.
Last week Solstice Publishing decided to offer free books for all. And I am so happy for being a part of this publishing company.
Three titles were available for free and I’d like to thank readers who downloaded our books.
Many thanks to readers in U. S. A , U. K, Canada and Australia. We do our best and work very hard for your entertainment.
Next week another title will be free for a few days. Stay tuned for new offers.
Again, many thanks for your response. Hope this is going to end as soon as possible so we can all move on with our lives.
Be strong and safe.
July 1, 2018
Wishing Everyone A Wonderful Summer!
You can't cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water.
Rabindranath Tagore
ZeuS
The heat and the wind had taken over as the young man could do nothing other than hide his nude body with his hands, moving around the deserted area seeking answers. He didn’t stop looking all over the place again and again, calling out for help hesitantly, and hoping to hear someone, anyone who would guide him through the paradise he had entered. He wanted to find his way back to his things, get into his super car again, return back to his urban world.
For several hours, Richard couldn’t hear anyone and the absence of civilization gave birth to feelings he had never thought he would come across. Like everyone else, he had scary feelings buried deeply in his soul. Since he always hated loneliness, he never liked being anywhere alone, and now, he felt like a pet in a jungle ready to accept the surprise attack by someone or something stronger.
Richard used to be socially connected with many people and this situation was driving him crazy. The loneliness, the isolation and the absolute silence insisted on killing all of his hopes. As much as he was trying to come closer to the truth, the answers kept hiding behind the absence of humans in the whole place, making him think of various bad scenarios.
Soon, he stopped strolling around and stretched out his hands as the sweat kept running down his naked skin.
He didn’t care about being in this condition anymore; He was not interested in hiding his body anymore. At last, he felt free to do whatever he needed.
Richard looked up at the sky and half-closed his eyes since the sunlight was blinding and he couldn’t stand the sun’s rays. He was stranded in the middle of an incredible beach and felt like the first man on earth. He was looking for something to do to get his life back. He already missed his cell phone where he was able to share and learn his friends’ news through his favorite social media.
Soon, he realized there was still nothing and no one nearby the place he was standing. There was just a man staring upon the sky, standing like a statue on the golden sand, and a few meters further there were some huge rocks across the beach. Then, the blue color of the sea dominated, forming a blue world along with the clear blue sky.
The echo of the huge waves from this side of the coast was still powerful and it was the only sound which helped Richard stay connected with reality.
Richard was impatient to run into the known, beautiful and precious civilization. He wondered about his home, his room and his bed.
When he looked behind him, he rolled his eyes and shook his head since he was unable to explain the mess. “I must be dreaming,” he thought, hoping he was too close to finding the solution to go back.
At first sight, there was nothing wrong or dangerous with the whole area. Of course, he could see nothing familiar to those he used to know and see daily, but for now, that was not the main problem. In addition, there were no buildings, no lights, and no signs. There were no roads, paths, or houses. Once more, his gaze was locked on the hills and the lack of humans.
In a flash, the dark thoughts and the fear of what was coming next enveloped his mind. He took a few steps and opened widely his eyes trying to remember if there was something around him to remind him of the past…
Coming Very Soon!
Rabindranath Tagore
ZeuS
The heat and the wind had taken over as the young man could do nothing other than hide his nude body with his hands, moving around the deserted area seeking answers. He didn’t stop looking all over the place again and again, calling out for help hesitantly, and hoping to hear someone, anyone who would guide him through the paradise he had entered. He wanted to find his way back to his things, get into his super car again, return back to his urban world.
For several hours, Richard couldn’t hear anyone and the absence of civilization gave birth to feelings he had never thought he would come across. Like everyone else, he had scary feelings buried deeply in his soul. Since he always hated loneliness, he never liked being anywhere alone, and now, he felt like a pet in a jungle ready to accept the surprise attack by someone or something stronger.
Richard used to be socially connected with many people and this situation was driving him crazy. The loneliness, the isolation and the absolute silence insisted on killing all of his hopes. As much as he was trying to come closer to the truth, the answers kept hiding behind the absence of humans in the whole place, making him think of various bad scenarios.
Soon, he stopped strolling around and stretched out his hands as the sweat kept running down his naked skin.
He didn’t care about being in this condition anymore; He was not interested in hiding his body anymore. At last, he felt free to do whatever he needed.
Richard looked up at the sky and half-closed his eyes since the sunlight was blinding and he couldn’t stand the sun’s rays. He was stranded in the middle of an incredible beach and felt like the first man on earth. He was looking for something to do to get his life back. He already missed his cell phone where he was able to share and learn his friends’ news through his favorite social media.
Soon, he realized there was still nothing and no one nearby the place he was standing. There was just a man staring upon the sky, standing like a statue on the golden sand, and a few meters further there were some huge rocks across the beach. Then, the blue color of the sea dominated, forming a blue world along with the clear blue sky.
The echo of the huge waves from this side of the coast was still powerful and it was the only sound which helped Richard stay connected with reality.
Richard was impatient to run into the known, beautiful and precious civilization. He wondered about his home, his room and his bed.
When he looked behind him, he rolled his eyes and shook his head since he was unable to explain the mess. “I must be dreaming,” he thought, hoping he was too close to finding the solution to go back.
At first sight, there was nothing wrong or dangerous with the whole area. Of course, he could see nothing familiar to those he used to know and see daily, but for now, that was not the main problem. In addition, there were no buildings, no lights, and no signs. There were no roads, paths, or houses. Once more, his gaze was locked on the hills and the lack of humans.
In a flash, the dark thoughts and the fear of what was coming next enveloped his mind. He took a few steps and opened widely his eyes trying to remember if there was something around him to remind him of the past…
Coming Very Soon!
May 24, 2018
Books to Read This Summer
People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy.
Anton Chekhov
Read and Share!
#SummerThrillsSummerChills
The fear of being alone and lost. The nerves that come with starting over. Strange visitors. The sense that something, somehow, is off. Plan to shiver. But not from the cold.
A.A. Schenna, Barbara Weitzner, Charmaine Pauls, Cynthia Ley, E.B. Sullivan, K.C. Sprayberry, Margaret Egrot, Penny Estelle, S Cu’Anam Policar, and Silvia Villalobos.
https://www.amazon.com/Summer-Thrills...
#Let'sHaveFun Vol. 3
A May/December romance, angels versus demons, and a plus sized woman who discovers love along with other great tales of the Summer Solstice.
A.A. Schenna, Alex Pilalis, Jillian Chantal, J. Wayne Williams, Maighread MacKay, Margaret Egrot, Susan Lynn Solomon, Tevis Shkoda, and Virginia Babcock delight you with stories from the longest day of the year.
https://www.amazon.com/Lets-Have-Fun-...
Anton Chekhov
Read and Share!
#SummerThrillsSummerChills
The fear of being alone and lost. The nerves that come with starting over. Strange visitors. The sense that something, somehow, is off. Plan to shiver. But not from the cold.
A.A. Schenna, Barbara Weitzner, Charmaine Pauls, Cynthia Ley, E.B. Sullivan, K.C. Sprayberry, Margaret Egrot, Penny Estelle, S Cu’Anam Policar, and Silvia Villalobos.
https://www.amazon.com/Summer-Thrills...
#Let'sHaveFun Vol. 3
A May/December romance, angels versus demons, and a plus sized woman who discovers love along with other great tales of the Summer Solstice.
A.A. Schenna, Alex Pilalis, Jillian Chantal, J. Wayne Williams, Maighread MacKay, Margaret Egrot, Susan Lynn Solomon, Tevis Shkoda, and Virginia Babcock delight you with stories from the longest day of the year.
https://www.amazon.com/Lets-Have-Fun-...
May 16, 2018
The Missing Rainbow
One life is all we have and we live it as we believe in living it. But to sacrifice what you are and to live without belief, that is a fate more terrible than dying.
Joan of Arc
Coming Soon!
Richard was sure that something terrible had happened. He couldn’t explain the whole mess, but still couldn’t do anything to change the dramatic situation.
He rolled his eyes and laughed in a vain effort to get past his agony, but he knew that this was not enough to help him get away from the upcoming tragedy.
Once more, the helpless young man pulled his golden hair away from his pale face and tried to make out where he was. He could see nothing but huge mountains of water raining upon his body. Despite the danger, he managed to remain calm for a few minutes. He was still confused.
When he realized the critical moments were waning and the danger of being lost in the bottom of the ocean was very real, he acted like a little boy who had lost his family in the huge mall during a Saturday walk.
“Somebody, please help me,” he shouted again.
Richard looked around and shook his head; he was in desperate need of some help and was trying to abstain from panic while struggling to keep the balance in his lost and frightened soul. There was no one near his side to make him eager to fight; he had none to assure him he would get past the nasty experience.
In a flash, the past haunted his present condition. A few minutes earlier, he was somewhere else, he was supposed to have some fun and joy in paradise. Richard had arranged to visit a beautiful coastal area along with his beloved partner where there were also supposed to be countless other people playing with the water and enjoying themselves on the beach. Now, they were all gone.
Richard realized there were no swimmers or surfers around him, making noise and getting on his nerves. He really missed the crowd.
Before long, the black clouds of an absurd fate covered the sky and hid the daylight, making things worse. Richard felt like the loneliest and most frightened person on the planet. The rain was the last thing he needed. He screamed again but received no response. Richard swept the water away and turned toward the sea where the dark color of the water made him chilly and lose his breath.
Surprisingly, he fought back tears and kept thinking that it was just another bad day. He wanted to believe everything would change and soon his life would become the same boring as usual.
The red sea mattress was the only thing he had taken with him. He felt so lucky that he could lay his body on a piece of plastic rather than being totally exposed in the ocean. The plastic bed had become the best equipment he could have had through the whole adventure.
The following minutes, he recalled the first moments of his venture and felt so nice. He left his memories take over while covering his worst thoughts. The cheery memories worked as a drug where he could rest his mind in peace for a while, although he knew he was dealing with the power of nature and kept fighting against everything.
As time passed by, Richard lost his courage and came face-to-face with the brutal reality…
https://bookgoodies.com/a/B078YC3LT8
Joan of Arc
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Richard was sure that something terrible had happened. He couldn’t explain the whole mess, but still couldn’t do anything to change the dramatic situation.
He rolled his eyes and laughed in a vain effort to get past his agony, but he knew that this was not enough to help him get away from the upcoming tragedy.
Once more, the helpless young man pulled his golden hair away from his pale face and tried to make out where he was. He could see nothing but huge mountains of water raining upon his body. Despite the danger, he managed to remain calm for a few minutes. He was still confused.
When he realized the critical moments were waning and the danger of being lost in the bottom of the ocean was very real, he acted like a little boy who had lost his family in the huge mall during a Saturday walk.
“Somebody, please help me,” he shouted again.
Richard looked around and shook his head; he was in desperate need of some help and was trying to abstain from panic while struggling to keep the balance in his lost and frightened soul. There was no one near his side to make him eager to fight; he had none to assure him he would get past the nasty experience.
In a flash, the past haunted his present condition. A few minutes earlier, he was somewhere else, he was supposed to have some fun and joy in paradise. Richard had arranged to visit a beautiful coastal area along with his beloved partner where there were also supposed to be countless other people playing with the water and enjoying themselves on the beach. Now, they were all gone.
Richard realized there were no swimmers or surfers around him, making noise and getting on his nerves. He really missed the crowd.
Before long, the black clouds of an absurd fate covered the sky and hid the daylight, making things worse. Richard felt like the loneliest and most frightened person on the planet. The rain was the last thing he needed. He screamed again but received no response. Richard swept the water away and turned toward the sea where the dark color of the water made him chilly and lose his breath.
Surprisingly, he fought back tears and kept thinking that it was just another bad day. He wanted to believe everything would change and soon his life would become the same boring as usual.
The red sea mattress was the only thing he had taken with him. He felt so lucky that he could lay his body on a piece of plastic rather than being totally exposed in the ocean. The plastic bed had become the best equipment he could have had through the whole adventure.
The following minutes, he recalled the first moments of his venture and felt so nice. He left his memories take over while covering his worst thoughts. The cheery memories worked as a drug where he could rest his mind in peace for a while, although he knew he was dealing with the power of nature and kept fighting against everything.
As time passed by, Richard lost his courage and came face-to-face with the brutal reality…
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