Things aren't always as they appear..

Open your mind and your eyes..







Friday, February 1, 2013

I have some friends here..

That read this blog and maybe wonder how they can listen in..



















My friend Robyn and I own the radio station now. 

It's growing every day.

New shows.

New hosts.

Fantastic server.

Robyn and I have a show on Friday nights, 8pm Central, 9pm Eastern Called "The Mighty Variety Show". We'd love to have you in chat to listen in, join in the fun and kick off the start to your weekend. 

You can go to http://www.sharkradionetwork.com and have a look around.

If you are on Facebook, we'd love to have you "Like" https://www.facebook.com/SharkRadio and our personal page https://www.facebook.com/mightyvarietyshow and "Like" us there as well. 
















Happy Super Bowl Weekend all! <3

Thursday, January 31, 2013

Words to live by today..and every day!

You have two choices.

1) Truthfully be exactly who you are through honesty.
2) Deceive the world with a lie of who you are not.
 
SOOOO many have chosen the second choice... Living with a lie makes it hard to remember what your truth is.

Monday, January 21, 2013

Insight

This post is pretty restricted. I didn’t want any hard feelings but I had to write it out.

All yesterday afternoon I had some pretty bad chest pains. While, I took an aspirin just in case, I think it kind of scared me. Women don’t often believe they have heart attacks and people kind of slough it off as PMS, drama, hormones, it doesn’t matter. Yet:

“Research by the National Institutes of Health (NIH) indicates that women often experience new or different physical symptoms as long as a month or more before experiencing heart attacks.
Among the 515 women studied, 95-percent said they knew their symptoms were new or different a month or more before experiencing their heart attack, or Acute Myocardial Infarction (AMI). The symptoms most commonly reported were unusual fatigue (70.6-percent), sleep disturbance (47.8-percent), and shortness of breath (42.1-percent).”
But then I realized (only after reading) that women have different symptoms than men. Go figure.
“The women's major symptoms prior to their heart attack included:
Unusual Fatigue - 70%
Sleep Disturbance - 48%
Shortness of Breath - 42%
Indigestion - 39%
Anxiety - 35%

Major symptoms during the heart attack include:

Shortness of Breath - 58%
Weakness - 55%
Unusual Fatigue - 43%
Cold Sweat - 39%
Dizziness - 39%

So while I was kind of afraid of the situation I was in, it was kind of passed off as nothing. Anyway, I had wild dreams that have lingered even until now. I slept fairly well last night, nothing to write home about, but I’m sure with the scared feelings I was having and actually talking about not taking the Alaskan cruise, it boiled down to this.
I’ve never had a large wedding, both (yes both) of them have been small and one in a park and one   at the Justice of the Peace. Mind you, I don’t need a big fat gypsy wedding; I’m not frilly like that. I’m a sucker for thrift and that makes me happy.

In this dream, I was on a very large ship, even though last night I wasn’t “aware” of what it was exactly, I knew it was a ship and we were on the ocean. So, assuming now it was the cruise and funny, I was getting married. I had so many people on that ship that were there for me, I didn’t realize I knew that many people. Even as close as the wedding was, I was trying to decide between three men who I was going to marry. One was Stuart (my current husband), one was someone I’d dated years ago (probably had more attachment to him than he could not only deal with but doesn’t probably realize) and the other was someone I didn’t even know.

I was kind of disappointed in how I was acting, stringing them on as if I was the only person on the planet that mattered, not the lives, families or even emotions of these three men I was tagging along.

I’m not sure even typing who my final answer was (nor how I actually came to that conclusion) matters now. I can see all of it so clearly.

I’m still not feeling the best, but I know that I am really the only one that needs to care about my condition.

Anyway, just wanted to get that off my chest (literally and figuratively).




Wednesday, January 2, 2013

It's Been Awhile

Times have been super busy lately. While I appreciate every moment with something to do and never being bored ever, the moment of downtime during the holidays finds itself rare. This weekend, where I thought maybe I was going to be busier, I've found myself with some pleasant downtime. Some time to reflect, express, feel again the pleasures of writing my thoughts.

I think some of this will make sense, and some will probably not. It will feel good for me to remember it, and share it.

I remember when I was about 14 years old, we lived on the edge of town in Cornet Heights, and waking up during the summer time just moments before the sun was to come up. I got up, got dressed, put a few things in a backpack, and proceeded to spend hours in an open field, pretending that it was the end of the world and I was "surviving" all by my lonesome. (Remember, I'd probably just read "1984" and figured the world was going to end much sooner, little did I know I was right that it wouldn't end any of the times people had predicted).

Sometimes I can connect so closely with an animal, I can hear them talking inside their own little head. While, I'm sure some of you are thinking "Nice, she's off her rocker", until you know, you can never know. This is why it bugs the crap out of me when people who do NOT have any kind of animal knowledge what-so-ever, say they are animal communicators. They are lying and that bugs me. My mother says I've been talking to animals since I could understand that animals were treasured beings, so she figures about the same time that I learned how to walk. If I say  "I don't know what's wrong with him/her" it's usually because I am too close to hear. I can feel their hurt, their illness or their emotions, but I can't hear their animal words, in those times, I have to let someone else listen in.

I'm fascinated with snow. When I was younger (mid-teen) several of us would go snow skiing, and while I was pretty clumsy, I did pretty well. I loved how I felt out there, in the snow, among the trees, hills and open skies. I remember how it sounded, felt, the crisp air and being outside, regardless of how cold I got. To me, it's a romance inducing climate.


  • My crafting is going to increase.
  • My meditation is definitely going to increase!
  • This year, I will finish my course and become a certified hypnotist. 
  • I'm going to eat more salads (and raw fruit/veggies juices).
  • I think I'm going to change my bedtime. If I can fall asleep sooner, it's going to be 9:30 or 10 instead of 11-midnight. 

I reflect a lot on my younger years, but I have found that I am truly in love with my 40's. I had a hard time when I hit 30 because I thought OMG I'm so old and never going to have any fun any longer. PFFFT. I've had more fun in my late 30's until now then I ever did as a teen. Okay, I know that sounds hard to believe, and I had a wonderful childhood. I actually like who I am. Sure I need to make some changes, but not big ones. I don't lie, I don't deceive. Pretty much what you see/hear, is what you get.

I will forever be stuck in the 70's and early 80's. I love the real music, and yes, I know, but to me it IS real music. It takes me back, it made me daydream, it gave me that feeling I could do anything, it helped me when I fell in love and gave me something to exercise to when I hated to do so. It reminds me of people, situations and a time of happiness, a different happiness of course.

There are several people in my life that I wish I could find, get ahold of, see how they are, I miss them. I made friendships along the way that meant something to me. Maybe it didn't mean the same to them, and that's a shame. I've come back into many friendships with Facebook, and I am most grateful for that. Believe it or not, three of my dearest friends, that I've never met in real life, I met on a blogger (LiveJournal), and we're still friends today. I would love to meet them!

I love to dream. I think it goes along with loving to sleep, but, it's such an amazing extension of who we are, who we want to be, it's a fantastic tension releaser, and now that I know how to astral travel, lucid dream and visit people for Healings, nothing can compare to sleeping and dreaming. I have visited the most modest shacks and the largest houses with so many rooms I couldn't possibly visit them all. I've met people/beings from the past and from another time/planet. While, that might seem astronomical,  you'd understand if just once you went with me.

I have a respect for strong women. They get called bitches and heartless, but really, they just don't take shit from anyone. They know what they like, they have their favorite ways of doing things and people should learn how to give them respect instead of trying to make them look bad.

I miss having ferrets..
I can watch the same movie over and over again if I like it.
I have dreamed about the same old country house for many years now. The other day, I think I kind of saw it, in the movie "The Bleeding House"


I used to drive by a single wide trailer in the middle of the country near Bridgeport, Nebraska, that I thought would be the perfect place to live. I loved the way it looked at night time with the one porch light.
I don't like seafood.

Just a little bit of rambling. <3




Sunday, December 2, 2012

With a meeting of several intelligent minds..

Much was learned...
     Eyes were opened...
          Facts were compared...
The truth is known

Monday, November 26, 2012

Please Advise Which is More Hypocritical

Preaching fake positivy, with love and light, or claiming to be a Healer, but gathering your "followers" to make VooDoo dolls to harm those you don't like?

She's really at it again, well her and her "circle/coven".  

Little does she know that people are on to her, and protection is being placed on those she insists on torturing with her jealousy and negative intent.

She also doesn't like that I already know what's going on. I've seen it myself.


Meanwhile in OTHER news..our light is shining through, and it feels good!!!




Saturday, November 24, 2012

Part of Moving on

If you would have talked to me say, two years ago, I would have told you that there were many aspects of my life that were much better than they had been.

There was still a lot of hurt and anger that existed, but, there were people that were trying to tell me that, show me that. They weren't trying to hurt my feelings, they were trying to get through to me. I could have sworn though that I had it handled, at that time, well, I didn't.

Someone had stolen a rug from under my feet, it just happened to be while I was standing there. Battered and bruised I was still alive, and I had friends that realized what had happened, but there were people that had once been in my life that were no longer there. Some without explanation, and some, well, they trusted someone else that fed them lies. This would be the same said person that pulled the rug from directly under my feet. How impressionable some people were.

Looking back, while I was very hurt and somewhat confused on where alliances would lie, sometimes I neglected to look directly in front of me. There were people standing there smiling and waving, a perfect indication that they were not fooled by the events that took place, a gentle reminder that they were not going anywhere, they were here to stay. Explaining what that meant to me on this blog can do some justice, but cannot sufficiently do the job. At least not in one sitting, not while the wine has loosened my tongue, my mind and opened my spirit. But I will try.

People all over the internet have been expressing what they are thankful for the last 22 days. Well, I'm thankful for those that stuck by me. They have continued to pull through in their steadfast affiliation with me. Then I look at those that broke their ties with me. While angry, I called them sheeple and Kool-aid drinkers. It's easier to throw around words when one is hurt.

However, some of them were placed in a very awkward place, not by myself, as I never told anyone that they had to defriend said person mentioned above. They were bullied and guilted (and some are still being treated this way by an almost 50 year old woman) about true friendship and how could they possibly remain my friend? Followed by more lies and more bullying. She is still doing this. She is using people, then tossing them aside. When she either doesn't need them or is afraid of them exposing the true "her", she begins the process. I don't believe that any of them cause her such anger and worry as I did, that they can be thankful for.

So, it's been two and a half years since "the big event". The longer it passes, the more I find out that her ways did not just effect me. That in itself was a very selfish determination back then. Some of those that she bullied into "choosing sides" were used and treated poorly as well. I see that part now. Why she decides to lie and control some, but not others throws a lot of us off. I guess I'm kind of sorry to those that are still being manipulated and controlled by her. Maybe they don't care, now, but will later. Just like the rest of us that "suffered her wrath" they will have to learn their lesson. Sadly.

Someone came to me the other day. She did not grovel, she did not rush to me immediately. She took her time, didn't mention names (even though I knew exactly who she was talking about) and said that she had to recently remove some people from her life. She apologized for making the choice that she did and felt badly. She mentioned that she didn't expect me to forgive her and forget. Her email was very sincere. I knew her demeanor before the "event" so I knew that she had not only thought about it but wasn't jumping the gun to run back.

Unfortunately, she had been manipulated. I had sent her a message that stated the following:


There are going to be a lot of assumptions and rumors going around. Please just know you are the sweetest person I know. L and have split ways. It wasn't pretty. Just know I am a very nice person.
*HUGS*Melissa


At that time, she expressed that she was sorry it had ended, but then that was the last I had heard from her for a few years. That made me sad but I kind of had expected it at the time. At least until the other day. I did tell her that I had to think about things. I would be foolish if I rushed into letting her back in without thinking things over.

But I did, and I think I kind of surprised her.  I was the same person she had left, and I wasn't mean to her. I can't say that I would be that forgiving or even understanding to some of the other people that left me. Some of them left in a manner of another sort (less than adult or maturity). It wasn't so stealth like. It was rather cruelly, even under their "positivity", which by the way is and was a lie, a show.

Mickey hasn't told me of what has been done to her, only her regrets and apologies. I can respect that and her. I have allowed her back into my life. Actually, it's been fun, and the laughter has been already returned. She knows that with me she will not be made to feel inferior, if she discovers something about herself, I will encourage her, not belittle her, unlike one of the most immature "adults" with false self given titles would. She knows that she will be accepted as a talented friend, not as a threat.

You see, that is how people are coming back to me. That is how I know that in time the truth would come out. Unfortunately, 90% of the people on ParaX are frauds, have cliques and treat other people as inferior dirt. (Let me insert here, I did nothing but promote them, work hard for them and do amazing things for them and they banned me and lied about me as thanks.) They lie about what their talents and gifts are. Notice I said 90%. I know of at least three people that are genuine in their humanity and friendships.

Please be very careful in who you choose to listen to, rely on for truth, or even pledge alliances with for your livelihood. In standing up for myself I was ridiculed, shamed, lied about, thrown under the bus and stabbed in the back. Look here though, I'm still standing, tall, proud, and with many very dedicated, smart, truthful and intelligent friends. Their lies are being revealed as false, people are finding out the real me and discovering (and sharing) the fact.

I would hate to think of others going through this too. I know they are, I know they have. I'm sorry that they had to endure her lies, their deceit. It has made us stronger on the other side, regardless of the struggles in moving forward. It's also not fair for her anger and jealous for me to be taken out on others. For her to be so very self conscious about her weaknesses and lies that she must have control over everything and everyone around her surely should show her deceit, but I digress. She knows who she is in reading this. Those that follow(ed) her also know who they are, and can read this in anger and disgust or can take heed, their decision. None the less, they (and her) must move on and get a life. You see I have mine, and I haven't had to try and remember what lies I have told to which people, as I haven't told any.

I am still, and always have been open for questions from any parties willing (and brave enough) to ask (instead of assume).

A victory in only one of life's lessons, behold. I am humbled.

<3