I thought long and hard about what my next book should be. I wondered if what I really wanted to write about even mattered.
Would anybody care?
Then...I looked in my "inbox". I saw all the messages from people. All different walks if life. All different needs. Every last one needing some type of answer.
Closure.
The permission to move on. To grow. It got me thinking. Sure...some were paranormal in nature. I'd say about 2/3rds on them, actually.
But not all....
No...some were simply looking for advice. Someone to talk to about things they may not tell another living soul. Things they are embarrassed by or feelings of loneliness. Dread that has lingered over past mistakes.
I wondered why they came to me. What had I done to deserve such trust? In all honesty, I'm still not sure...but I have an idea.
You see...I've never understood some of what I see on social media. I've never understood the need to lie. The need to portray myself as something I'm not. I will be the first in line to admit my short comings. My faults. I'm in competition with no one. Not because I'm so great but because I simply don't care. I wish success and happiness for others because it's what I would want for myself.
Sure...I've fallen prey to others. I've helped others when I probably shouldn't have. I've stayed quiet when I've been certain of another's motives. I've silently wished for others to open their eyes to the ruse that is right before them.
I'm not perfect...but I am HONEST. To a fault, really. And that is what this next book, "Walking With Ghost" is about. My journey. Both paranormal and otherwise. Life and love. Joy and anger. Ups and downs. Everything from the last few years that has made me the person I am today. A person people trust. I want to share my experiences with others. So that they can see a person who doesn't portray false perfection. They need to see a person with flaws. A person who is growing BECAUSE of the choices, both good and bad, that she's made. A person who is following her dreams without compromising what she holds in her heart. I want people to know it's OK to make mistakes. It's OK to fail a few times so long as you never give up.
)O(
Blessed Be
Wednesday, August 31, 2016
Monday, August 1, 2016
Is that your soul I feel or are you just happy to see me....
Alright, folks...I warned ya. Now that I have a full size keyboard right in front of me shits about to get REAL.
That's right. Auntie Nessa is gonna wax poetic about souls. You heard me...The big "S". Le energy muy importante!!! (Did I spell that right? Lol!) Anywhoooo....before I get way off on a tangent trying to come up with funny ways to describe a soul...I'll get back to the task at hand.
I've seen a lot...and I mean ALOT...of pics lately, on the internet, of supposed photos proving that souls exist. Or at least attempting to. Now...I'm not knocking the idea. Nor am I making light of a persons need to visualize what cannot be seen, normally, with the naked eye. Not by a long shot.
But here's what I find fascinating. Are you with me? Cause this is gonna be a good one...promise!! Ok...here it goes......
For all those people out there who need to see evidence of a soul in order to believe in it, this is the question I pose to you...
"What are you?"
Now...before you get offended I want you to really think about that. What ARE you? It's a simple question but probably one of the hardest anyone would ever have to answer. Your first answer will either be human, man or woman...right? It might be mother, father, brother or sister. It could be many different things and any one of them would be right. That having been said I can guarantee one answer that NONE of you thought of.
Meat puppet.
Yep...read it again. You heard me right. Meat puppet. Talking flesh sack is another one. Walking opinionated asshole could be another, who knows? The fact is NONE of you thought that. I would be willing to bet just about anything on it. You know why you didn't think that? Because deep down...some deeper than others....you know you are made up of a soul. You may not be able to see it. You may not be able to touch it. But you KNOW.
Our souls are, literally, what makes us US. Your soul is what guides you. Your soul is that tiny voice in your head. That feeling in your gut that will never lead you astray. Your soul is the very essence of who you ARE.
Sure...it has it's good days and it's bad days. After all....nothing is perfect. But that doesn't change the fact that your soul is YOU. Without a soul we simply are walking, talking piles of flesh and bone. Did you ever think of it that way? Have you ever wondered whether or not you truly had a soul? Simply by wondering you have already proven that you do.
We have all heard of soulless killers or people who had eyes that seemed soulless. Hell...I've even seen a few myself. ***shudder*** I can't say for certain that these people don't have any soul in them. What I CAN say is that those who go against their own conscience and follow a life of self-indulgence at the cost of others....or those who are so evil that they brutally take the lives of others may have had souls in the past but, through their own personal choices, are slowly killing it off. When this happens, I believe, that's when you see people as shells of what they used to be.
You also have those instances where, sometimes, a persons soul has been so brutalized through life that they have a hard time acclimating to the world when the brutality stops. I have seen this too.
Keep in mind this is all speculation, on my part. I am no expert on souls. No one is. I can say I'm comfortable in the soundness of MY soul and need no photographic proof of it's existence. Food for thought....
P.S...I wanted to say thank you to all my friends who sent me those pics you found on the internet. They truly were the inspiration for this blog. You guys are amazing!!!!
Blessed Be )o(
That's right. Auntie Nessa is gonna wax poetic about souls. You heard me...The big "S". Le energy muy importante!!! (Did I spell that right? Lol!) Anywhoooo....before I get way off on a tangent trying to come up with funny ways to describe a soul...I'll get back to the task at hand.
I've seen a lot...and I mean ALOT...of pics lately, on the internet, of supposed photos proving that souls exist. Or at least attempting to. Now...I'm not knocking the idea. Nor am I making light of a persons need to visualize what cannot be seen, normally, with the naked eye. Not by a long shot.
But here's what I find fascinating. Are you with me? Cause this is gonna be a good one...promise!! Ok...here it goes......
For all those people out there who need to see evidence of a soul in order to believe in it, this is the question I pose to you...
"What are you?"
Now...before you get offended I want you to really think about that. What ARE you? It's a simple question but probably one of the hardest anyone would ever have to answer. Your first answer will either be human, man or woman...right? It might be mother, father, brother or sister. It could be many different things and any one of them would be right. That having been said I can guarantee one answer that NONE of you thought of.
Meat puppet.
Yep...read it again. You heard me right. Meat puppet. Talking flesh sack is another one. Walking opinionated asshole could be another, who knows? The fact is NONE of you thought that. I would be willing to bet just about anything on it. You know why you didn't think that? Because deep down...some deeper than others....you know you are made up of a soul. You may not be able to see it. You may not be able to touch it. But you KNOW.
Our souls are, literally, what makes us US. Your soul is what guides you. Your soul is that tiny voice in your head. That feeling in your gut that will never lead you astray. Your soul is the very essence of who you ARE.
Sure...it has it's good days and it's bad days. After all....nothing is perfect. But that doesn't change the fact that your soul is YOU. Without a soul we simply are walking, talking piles of flesh and bone. Did you ever think of it that way? Have you ever wondered whether or not you truly had a soul? Simply by wondering you have already proven that you do.
We have all heard of soulless killers or people who had eyes that seemed soulless. Hell...I've even seen a few myself. ***shudder*** I can't say for certain that these people don't have any soul in them. What I CAN say is that those who go against their own conscience and follow a life of self-indulgence at the cost of others....or those who are so evil that they brutally take the lives of others may have had souls in the past but, through their own personal choices, are slowly killing it off. When this happens, I believe, that's when you see people as shells of what they used to be.
You also have those instances where, sometimes, a persons soul has been so brutalized through life that they have a hard time acclimating to the world when the brutality stops. I have seen this too.
Keep in mind this is all speculation, on my part. I am no expert on souls. No one is. I can say I'm comfortable in the soundness of MY soul and need no photographic proof of it's existence. Food for thought....
P.S...I wanted to say thank you to all my friends who sent me those pics you found on the internet. They truly were the inspiration for this blog. You guys are amazing!!!!
Blessed Be )o(
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