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A Clue On Your Map To Finding The Money Treasure And 5 Tips To Manifesting Money

Saturday, December 14, 2019
 
My dear friends and mermaid junkies, 

A Victorian lady would dare never think of not being an exceptional housekeeper. If you were to fiddle with such information, you’d come to understand ‘keeping house’ is pertinent no matter the status of her affairs.

Diary | Why A Victorian Christmas And My Daily Thoughts This Week

Wednesday, December 4, 2019
My Dear friends, 

To begin this post, I first wanted to tell you that I published another new podcast episode. I publish podcast episodes every Tuesday, in which I named them "Tales on Tuesday." Cute, huh? You can skedaddle to my sidebar and tap the podcast link. If you don't mind, and you have a free minute, I would love it if you gave me a review on iTunes. It really improves my analytics and increases my ability to get more advertising. Yes, in which, that means I get paid. It's how I make my living, ya'll. So, thank you in advance, dear friends. 

A November To Remember, And My First Storybook Character Taxidermied Mouse

Sunday, November 24, 2019
My dear friends and Mermaid Junkies, 

Now I'd like to tell you a little story about why I have returned to calling many of you Mermaid Junkies. 
Oh, wait, before I get going, let us have tea, shall we? I'm having a cup of earl grey creme'. I was scouring the Martha Stewart website last evening in search of a variety of new scone recipes. I bookmarked a blueberry-buttermilk recipe. I was enlivened because it pertains buttermilk. I tend to favour a receipt that has buttermilk, as it seems to taste a bit better. To me, anyway. What do you prefer?

Living Like A Victorian Lady, And My Active Pursuits For The Week

Tuesday, November 19, 2019
I've been collecting pieces of nature to use for our little Victorian Christmas this year.  In the Victorian days, much time was spent in preparation for the holiday. There were foods to cook, gifts to hand-make and confections to bake.
My dear friends, 

Pour some tea and let's have a little visit. I am hoping you have awoken to receive my newsletter. I sent one that I thought would be short and sweet, give you wee little snippets of things I haven't written about during the week on the blog, so that It's not information or news that you've heard of already. I don't know about you, however, for me personally, I have always disliked receiving emails from most companies, and even blogs too. They seem to feel as though they are attempts to sell me something. I am all for being a businesswoman, although, I am the kind of person that I don't want things crammed down my throat, nor do I want you to send me the same rubbage that I have already seen on your blog the week prior. If I'm reading 'your' blog weekly, I genuinely don't need you to send me links to all of the posts that you wrote. I have read them already, Brenda! {smile} Call me pernickety, but that's how I feel. So, anyway, that's' why I sent what I thought was a fun newsletter. Not super long, tedious, or sales pushy and I hope you enjoyed it. If you didn't receive it, please check your junk or trash folders. I haven't had but fifty per cent of recipients to open their email, so I am assuming my emails are collecting dust in your junk/trash files.

I Love Johnny, Let Me Count The Ways

Friday, November 15, 2019


My Dear Friends, and Mermaid Junkies,

(GOTCHA- I bet you thought this a frivolous post, but I'm no frivolous kind of gal.)

I just came out of meditation, and I'm in complete alignment. Isn't it the most beautiful feeling when in touch with our highest self?

I made a cup of tea, and I'm happy to see all of the comments from you, my dear friends.

What 2019 Taught Me About My Clothing And Style Of Dress

Wednesday, November 13, 2019
My dear friends and Mermaid Junkies, 

Who knew there was something called embodied cognition? I should have guessed because quite frankly I've been on a quest to understand what in the hellfire and brimstone has been emerging from my spirited yet, disenchanted wobbliness when it comes to what I'm wearing. Since childhood, I've fluctuated with my clothing. I love two separate styles, absolutely polar opposite of each other and to be quite honest with you, I NEEDED to bring this to the forefront- meaning, to blog about it, because it has started to drive me up a proverbial wall!

Why I've Decided To Stay With Blogger And Still Remain A Success

Tuesday, November 12, 2019

My Dear Friends & Mermaid Junkies, 

Why am I back to calling you Mermaid Junkies? I am planning to go on a diatribe about it, so I'm keeping that for the next blog post, mmmm kay. {smile}

I'm having a cup of Chamomile extra sleepytime tea and a pumpkin bar for this evening while writing to you. I'm all nestled with my BG {Beloved Gardener}laying next to me, while I blog. Honestly, I look forward to writing every single day. If I'm not typing, I'm writing in a book, journal or on a scrap of paper somewhere. It feeds my soul, and there's nothing that makes me happier than writing- well, and painting, of course. 

Why I Reunited With Instagram, But I Won't Be Following Anyone (And Why You Shouldn't Take It Personally)

Friday, November 8, 2019
My dear friends, 

I know most of you dear readers aren't huge advocates of the ol’ Instagram, so if you find this subject boring to the Olympic degree, I'll understand if you'll want to skip this post.

Dearest Friends, Help Me Name My Louis Vuitton Planner Systems

Tuesday, November 5, 2019
My dear friends, 

Do you know why I address you like that, "My dear friends" at every blog post entry? It's because, through the years while I have studied Beatrix Potter, I read that she would address her friends that way, so I thought it indeed charming, and should give it a go, too. What better way to relish in the lovely adoration than to emulate our friends and heroes? Of course, I added a bit more to my enclosures, "Most affably yours til my next swim." I was going through a branding course- one of those terrible classes that I had paid for, and sorely regret because I could've used a google search bar and learned more than throwing two hundred dollars down the toilet. But I digress. 

Am I Missing My Son, or Just Out Of Alignment {A New Perspective On Death}

Monday, November 4, 2019

My dear friends, 

I am taking a moment from making my little coordinating straw hat to write up this post for you. {Smile, I love you, dear friends}. I have been working on the bonnet to match the brown work dress that I made yesterday. The straw hat will be for everyday wear. I just love a straw hat, don't you! I have already begun listening to Victorian holiday Christmas music, too. Can you believe it? If you know me well, you unquestionably can believe, huh? {smile}

As I was reminiscing while pulling rows and rows of thread from my straw weaving, I began thinking about my dear children. To be quite honest, this morning, I was alone at home and started thinking about all of the photos that were taken and the ones that never will be taken, because my darling Sawyer won't be here.

There was a Facebook memory photo that came up, and I began weeping like a small child. It's good for my soul to cry, and today it just came upon me without hindrance. I allowed myself to feel the emotions because I believe I must identify my feelings and delve into what is causing me to discern my present state. That way, I am capable of inspiring others to become aware of their emotions, too. 
Now, this may come as a shock to you. When we say we "miss" someone, it's not actually us 'missing' those that have departed. It's our soul out of alignment with self. Before you go and get your bloomers all in a bunch, {wink, wink} allow me to explain something that I learned about death, self-love and the emotion of missing.

As I was/am going through the grief of losing my son, I knew from a prior study that when we struggle in feeling a loss of someone we love, we WILL, surely cry. It's a normal human emotion of relief. Crying is the act of releasing the resistance that we have built up. Have you ever wondered why you always feel better after a good hard cry, or why you become very exhausted after weeping? It's because you have released resistance. The resistance is when we as humans push against our natural state. Our natural state is one of allowing, ease and flow. But how many times do we push hard against death or something that is happening in our life, instead of allowing it to happen? I know, for me personally, before Sawyer died I was spending almost all of my state of mind in the form of pushing against. I think it's pretty standard, to be honest. We are taught that to accomplish anything or to experience the circumstances in life, we are basically, on our own. Oh, yes, we say that we have faith in God/Source/Universe, but when it comes right down to it, how much faith are we actually possessing? I speak from my own experience here, and, well, until my son passed, I was a big talker and not much of an actual doer. I now have a new perspective, and that is one of absolute faith. I now know that Sawyer, Source/God are one in unity. I trust most ardently that I will receive all that I desire and that I am worthy of. It may sound somewhat morbid to some folks, {and if it does, they aren't my people}, but I have come to KNOW my dearest Sawyer much more so, in a way that I would have never been able to if he was still here in physical. 

I knew straight away, that to hear Sawyer through higher consciousness, that I have to be In a state of high vibration. If not, he will not be around, nor will he be able to abide with me. Here is another question for you. Have you ever wondered why that when someone you love has passed away, you never see them, or feel like they are no longer giving you signs that they are still very much alive and around you? Or that when you are upset, angry and use strong emotion towards God/Source that you feel as though your petitions aren't being heard?

When our loved ones are no longer in physical form {such as Source/God and now my Sawyer}, we can ONLY communicate with them if WE are in FULL Alignment. Sawyer, God/Source dwells on a vibrational plane that is of the highest energy, at all times. Source only sees us in our most elevated form of pure positive energy and as mighty creators {unconditional love}, so when we are crying and feeling lack, God/Source looks the other way. Not literally, but I am trying to explain the Law of Attraction in a way that makes sense without confusing the dickens out of ya. {Hehe}
For me to be able to reach for Sawyer and find him, I have to be in the highest of alignment. We are much more able to communicate with our dearly departed loved ones when we are looking for them where they are now, not how they were in human form. They are no longer looking at the way things were when they were here, they are focused on the now and eager for more to come.  They do not see or view items the same as they did. So, If you ever feel you can't see or hear someone that you want to communicate with, try to remember that we as mortals have to seek them in the state of FULL alignment.

Guaranteed, they will begin showing up all over the place. I love that I can be in alignment and always have Sawyer with me. I talk to him all of the time, and he actually plays with me. For instance, I just asked him to help me with my photos on my blog, as I was struggling with uploading. I had absolute faith, he would work it out for me, and in a matter of seconds, it began uploading. What happened? I now have total confidence in my dear boy. I trust him that he loves me still, and wants the best for me, just as God/Source does for each of us, however, when I think of my son Sawyer answering my petitions/requests I feel a high acceptance that he will always give me what I want. I have had a physical relationship with him. I remember the physicalness that was him, and I resonate with him because he was with me at one time. Not that I don't know God/Source because of course, I do, however, I have the absolute KNOWING with Sawyer because he was literally with me in mortality. Does this make sense? I think that it does to you, I hope so, anyway. Dear friends, thank you for being such lovely women that I can talk with and build such beautiful friendships with. I adore you so much!

I would love it if you shared your stories with me. Do you communicate with your dearly departed? I believe as our friendship grows, we will have more supportive unity. Our self-worth, self-love and trust will more widely develop. I'm so glad you're here. 

Most affably yours til my next swim, raquelxxx

This Halloween Was About Something Deep In The Waters

Thursday, October 31, 2019

My dear friends, 

As I was glancing over the last post, I realised how much I have missed you these last few days. I think I told you a few weeks ago, that I was going to be in the dentist chair getting a lovely root canal. Well, that's where I was on Monday, and my poor little mouth has been ever so sore. I musn't complain about it though, as I know, I am indeed appreciative that I have the financial means to have the procedure at all. 

Victorian 1890 Cotton Walking Skirt And Blouse

Thursday, October 24, 2019
My dear friends, 

I am up bright and early once again today, happy as a clam and excited to begin sewing on my newly favoured wardrobe. Do you recall that I told you that once I started packing for our move that I was going to donate the rest of my 'modern' clothing? And what better time to do that than when you are moving, no? Well, that's what I did, and It's made me have to sew more clothing. No more putting it off, or I'll be walking around in my delicates, eeekkk. {smile}

Victorian Views Of Nature's Autumnal Countryside And My Tasha Tudor Halloween Costume Preparation

Wednesday, October 23, 2019


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My dear friends, 

Since the gardener and I have been nesting in our temporary home, I have taken to heavy concentration at my photography skills. I feel that since I don't have a home to maintain, like "a lady of the house", I have the time to really give my undivided attention to learning techniques that I wasn't previously focused on.

As you can see I finally ironed out some time to bake some Pumpkin Wedge Scones. Thank you to my dear friend, JoeyLeah for the recipe; however, I ruined this batch, even though, the photo looks scrumptious, I had to make another batch after this one. I also added some sugar crystals, they always make things taste better, don't they? 

Aren't my momma's Blue Danube dishes beautiful?

Why I Changed The Name Of My Non~Profit To The Carter Settlement

Wednesday, October 16, 2019

My dear friends, 

Good Morning. Well, as of Monday, Jeffrey and I are safely put in our new 'temporary' home. When Jeffrey and I drove to our little hometown for the first time, with the car loaded of all we owned, we knew this was surely going to be an enjoyable little adventure.

This morning I am having a cup of earl grey tea, and a piece of pumpkin cake. I'm curious as to what type of loose leaf teas you're fond of? Have you found one that is especially reminiscent of England? Please share with me, as I am in a much smaller town and I think I may have to order my teas online for now on. 

6 Guaranteed Reasons I Won't Be Reading Your Blog

Sunday, October 13, 2019
My dear friends, 

I know, I know! The audacity in the that there title. Pffftt! You know I heard ya girlfriend. Heh, just goshin' ya. If you are anything like me, and your brain doesn't have an "off" button, we are genuinely friends, here. Okay! I'm getting on with it, geezzzzeee.

How To Build Your Brand Like Beatrix Potter

Saturday, October 12, 2019

My dear friends,

Hello Hello! I have been speedily packing the POD, and we will be gone from our home in less than 24 hours. It seems unreal. I am indeed satisfied with my life currently, but very eager for all of the new adventures that are bubbling up for the gardener and me. I am excited to share all of it with you. I was thinking this morning after my meditation practice of how fun it will be when I take you along to start searching for our forever property. 

Let Go Of The Oars

Friday, October 4, 2019
My dear friends, 

I have tea in hand. I am sipping Earl Grey and one last nibble of my pumpkin spice cookies that I baked a few days ago. I was desperate for some pumpkin spice chai, too, but the store was utterly sold out.

Pleasurable Elements About Tasha Tudor {And Apple Torte Recipe}

Wednesday, October 2, 2019
My dear friends, 

I thought today would be a lovely time to spend a few minutes sending out some inspiration in consideration of living a joyful life. To relish in the simple, quiet moments of what I am presently pondering.

Mermaid Hair The Victorian Way

Sunday, September 29, 2019

My dear friends, 

I have wanted to do this post for quite some time. However, all things accordingly tend to give way at the surface edge in perfect timing, yes?

Mermaids don't live by watches, as the human folks do. {Smile} We do, however, use sands of an hourglass. 

Transforming My Life Into A Victorian Lady

Thursday, September 26, 2019

My dear friends,

As I have contemplated about what to write, I thought that to keep you abreast of what manner of pursuits I have been experiencing is a delightful way to share on this here ol' blog. For some reason, I feel more connected to you ladies in this atmosphere. I'm curious if I'm the only one. For us to be real friends, we must share life experiences, yes? 

Pottering About With The Stafford's

Tuesday, September 24, 2019
My dear friends,

I am still in my nightgown, sitting up in bed with our snuggly down feather blanket, very excited about the Autumn season upon us. I have been resting since arriving home yesterday from all of the scheduled events of a funeral. I have heard that funerals mentally and physically wear you out, I believe that sentiment wholeheartedly.

Blogging Is Not Dead Or Unwell {Mermaids See Through Muddied Water With Laser Vision}

Monday, September 23, 2019

My dear friends, 

I had an entirely different post planned; however, we received news that my dear beloved gardeners littlest brother had passed away, so we attended his services over the weekend. I just returned home and wanted to post this entry. I still wanted to write, as writing is always a tonic for me in my life. I think the topic of blogging is always a good one, so shall we discuss? {smile}


I am one to believe that if other women are such as myself, I too, love to read blogs, especially those ones that are still personal and consistent. I just checked two blogs yesterday evening that I enjoyed reading and realised that the authors closed them down. I was a bit saddened by it. It caused me to reflect on the topic of blogging and ask myself is blogging indeed, dead? I happen to feel a bit forlorn, as I haven't found but three blogs that I visit regularly. The rest of the ones I used to visit have become all advertising, and I no longer feel a connection to the author. Now~ don't mistake my verbal intention when I say that. I think you should create revenue, I surely have. However, I try and keep my approach affable. There is nothing worse to me than feeling like "I want your email so I can sell you rubbage." Once again, we don't have to thrust goods down peoples throats. People are brainy and can smell inauthenticity a mile away.  

Has blogging changed and expanded? Absolutely! I am ever the wise one by acknowledging that blogging is not like it was when I first began thirteen years ago. That does not deter me, in fact, if it does anything, It makes me want to stand out and remain steadfast in my desire to have an active and joyful blog. I find it very interesting that many folks that had blogs or even still have thriving blogs have become disheartened by them. It reveals to me that when people aren't receiving an immediate reward for what they are doing with comments, accolades, followers and swarms of folks waiting on their next blog post, they become peppery and jump on the bandwagon of giving up blogging. I think this is precisely showing someone like myself that if you are doing something for the wrong reasons, you will eventually bottom out. Meaning that even if someone is a successful blogger with regards to making really great money from their blog, but are no longer doing it for the passion, the content and the vibration behind the blog will eventually go bust. That's my opinion with almost anything in life. I have felt the vibrations myself. For instance, when I would create a painting, but my reverberation wasn't behind it, I wouldn't attract the right person to buy it. It would then sit in a pile of unsold art. I eventually burned all my verberation art that was painted that wasn't energetically uplifting to me. I have the memories of them, and it has created the type of artist and writer within, that unless I am utterly inspired and wild horses can't keep me from writing or painting, I will not do it at all. 

Blogging becomes hard when we push against it. We try to grind it out because we have deadlines or create restrictions on ourselves, thus giving our sponsors the idea that they too can place restrictions on us because its called "business."
I think it's so exciting that some of the trendy bloggers that have thousands upon thousands of page views and loads of sponsorships still complain that things aren't going as they planned. I suppose I could retort by saying, " All things are a reflection of the law of attraction. I love living in the moment and being anticipatory of how my next sponsor or customer will come. It gets me very excited. Too often, the bloggers that felt they had the blogosphere figured out rested on their laurels of having a great blog and audience. And now, many years down the road I have visited these blogs, with complaints of it no longer being the days of old~fashioned blogging or they have closed down their blogs.

I think when something like this occurs, It is once again testing to see who has the character for the long haul. When you build character on the understanding that the old cliche of having fun doing what you love and the money will come, still tests true. In all sincerity, I believe that with all things.

All things come in seasons. When I had my blog years ago, I was in the season of raising four children. However, my content hasn't changed. Why? Because I am a writer and writer's write. It's as plain as that. When I was raising my children, I still made time to blog and write every single day. Longhand. With pen and ink. As a matter of fact,  when we feel a passion for doing something, it flows easily, and when it's not flowing smoothly, that is NOT the time to push harder. It's time to stop and just allow, take inventory, dive deep into understanding what the Universe/God/Source is trying to tell you. Even as a blogger, we are learning expansion.

In the day and age with influencer and Instagram {mostly}, I think women tend to get caught up. I think the folks that have a tendency to think Instagram is wreaking havoc on the self-worth of girls and other women are the exact ones that Instagram is actually creating an expansion in. If something such as Instagram has no effect on you, you won't view it in the same way as others. It won't hurt your feelings, cause you to self loathe, nor will comparison set in. Furthermore, It's a high light reel for most users. Whether it ever goes away or not should be of no consequence, but to some that have put entirely too much significance into it, it will cause them to lose a grip when the bottom falls out of their revenue. Have you noticed the amount of sponsored posts, advertising that is on social media? If not, you most likely don't have social media. I put out quotes on Facebook, but I, by all means, don't feel threatened to keep social media in order for me to build wealth. If anything, I think blogging is much better of a platform to use. I think bloggers are much more transparent than folks on social media. Yes, I am reflecting on my own experiences. I remember when I became obsessed with Instagram, and I soon realised that after deleting my account, one person out of a few thousand actually sought me out to see where I had disappeared to. Many of these Instagram gals are going to have a metaphorical knocking about the head when they realise one day they put all of their eggs in one basket and there's no egg delivery when they all get broken. I sound like a sour puss, and perhaps I still a little chip on my shoulder. I thought a few of the women I was friendly with were actually my "dear friends" only to realise that I didn't even know their real names. I am absolutely serious when I say that. 

I have had folks tell me at one time or another, I need to write towards my audience, and I need to stay on one or two topics to get the traffic I need for my numbers. I don't agree with this at all. I look at it like I do with all matters of the heart. You will vibrationally attract what you feel you deserve and how you are vibrating energetically, and that pertains to real life, with what type of people you spend your time with, who you meet in the grocery store, who you happen to make eye contact with at the stoplight, and what folks find my blog or your blog. I will attract the right people for me. We must get to the point of being confident in all regards to what we are doing. I think you can gather I am one for taking ownership, including being a blogger. Isn't that an interesting perspective? I believe so often most people don't recognise or understand that every single thing in our lives is intertwined. Everything relates to one another.

We must adjust our vision to see things the way a real mermaid would see them. When the rest of the world sees life through a blurred image, we must rise up and become the leaders of the world.

"The ones that are crazy enough to believe they can change the world are the ones who do."

Are you a blogger? Do you read the old~fashioned blogs? Perhaps you might share some here in the comment section.

Most affably yours til my next swim, Raquelxxx 

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Thursday, September 19, 2019

 My dear friends, 

I hope you are well. I have tea in hand and some pumpkin tea snaps. It never fails that when fall sets in, and the air is brisk in the evenings, I can not get enough of anything pumpkin flavoured. The only thing that I am not mainly in favour of is a pumpkin candle. Halloween is my most favourite holiday. What is your most favoured jubilee? I begin holiday music in October. If I am making festivity gifts, I will inevitably put on A Happy Victorian Christmas or Enya holiday, to encourage my frame of mind.

How I Make {DIY} My Victorian Notebooks And Organize Manuscripts

Thursday, September 12, 2019
 My dear friends,

My oh my! I was out today snipping away at the creeping fig on the cottage to keep it tidy and adorable, especially since we still have many folks each day looking at the house. We had three showings today, two yesterday and five offers. I am hopeful one sticks, and we sell promptly. I love our little home, but I feel a fresh start is due for my Beloved Gardener and I.  

A True Mermaid Doesn't Care About Social Media Nor The Opinions Of Others


My dear friends,

I am having a cup of cold tea, while I write this morning. As I was meditating and jotting down some beautiful analogies for my autobiography book, "The Little Mermaid's Transformational Tale", I thought I might share with you a few thoughts on social media and why perhaps the opinions of others towards some folks hold meaning. 

Our Emotional Scales Are Unfailingly Our Vibrational Touchstones

Saturday, September 7, 2019

My dear friends, 

I thought to share a little story with you. I just made the long jaunt to the nearest UPS store to mail several of my Mermaidlings/Little Women paintings, and as you know, I am using Poppins, my bicycle. 

I awoke bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. I washed my face, brushed my teeth, placed my hair in a side updo, and pinned it with many kirby grips, to keep those little stray hairs from falling into my eyes while riding. I had readily prepared by searching the internet to see what time the store opened. I was all set, and away I went. Upon arriving at the store, I noticed a little note taped upon the front of the glass door, which read "No internet." I parked Poppins {my bicycle} to the side, placed her kickstand down and walked inside. I noticed the lights were on, so I was hopeful in the shipping of said packages. 

Upon entering the store, a charming curly, sandy blond-haired girl was leaning in a chair, playing on her cellular phone with her legs kicked up on a small table. A brusque man was sitting behind the counter with his legs also kicked up on a table. I asked if I might mail some packages with which he replied, "No, our internet is down." I said, okay. He responded, it'll be back on this afternoon, or you can go down the road to the next UPS store and use theirs. I replied, "I am on a bicycle". Oh, he said. I walked out and was standing at the window while I contemplated my subsequent step. I asked myself, "Should I just go home or try and bicycle two and a half more miles to the nearest USPS?"

I then walked back in and asked if I might buy a booklet of stamps. I was holding my reticule, and I knew I had sufficient cash for a brochure of stamps if I were buying from the USPS, and I also had my debit cards. The man behind the counter said no, I can't sell them to you. I walked out, and immediately the spritely young gal came out and said, " We actually can sell you a book of stamps". I said, oh, good thank you. She held out the stamps and then said, "That will be 9.24". I had the funds for a booklet that generally costs me 8 at the USPS. I didn't realise how much more their prices were, so I offered my debit card. The man didn't look up, and the young girl said, "Can we take her debit card when he replied no, "OUR INTERNET IS DOWN."

I looked squarely at him and said, "I think you should close your store." He pointed to the sign on the door and said I have a note, so why would I do that? I said, "Because you aren't capable of serving your patrons." He said, "Well, have a good day." I said, "Thank you." At that moment, I nearly broke down in tears, but I mustered inner strength, gathered myself together and peddled back home. Even though it was a bit longer, I took the scenic route. I knew that if I were able to enjoy the scenery, I would talk myself right back into a fabulous mood, which I did. I was out of breath, and to clarify my state of affairs, I live in Florida, where the temperature felt like one hundred and seven degrees, and I was wearing a dress with a corset, so my defences were down. I made it back home, rifled through my billfold and retrieved what leftover holiday stamps I had. I stuck a ridiculous amount on each envelope and crammed them in the mailbox. I came back in, and as best I could slump down on the sofa {with a corset on} sighed {ahhhh}.

I share this story with you for several reasons, and I will demonstrate with a few more accounts, to bring the conclusion of a tale about momentum, and energetic vibrations. 

If I chose to, I could have just shared that story with you and chalked it up to bad timing, the man behind the counter was daft, devoutly state I was mistreated and that all shoddy things happen to me. However, I am one to take ownership of myself, comprising of my energy. I'm abiding when I try fervently to live my truth, action accountable with vibrations and life as a whole. 

Now, hours later, having sat down and looked over the situation, I was able to recognise what happened. Nothing went wrong, even though it seems like it did, I know better. All the experiences in our lives are teaching us how to better clarify what we desire in life, and Source/God/Universe is weaving us in and out to do so. 

The bicycle trip was another example of me resting on oriented moves of physical action, as opposed to placing myself into alignment before the ride initially. I had a preceding negative approach. In preparation this morning, I had mentally thought to myself, I despise this situation. I was upset, for something other than the lack of a vehicle. I will share that particular with you in a moment. 



Me and Oliver TwistyTopsy
This gave me a reason to reflect this morning upon returning home from the UPS store. Yesterday, Jeffrey and I had received news that for the second time the contract on our sale purchase was cancelled. As I was trying to console myself from this blow, I recalled an Abraham Hicks workshop. I had remembered hearing of a man that was in the hot seat and was telling Abraham how he had his home on the market for over two years and for some reason he could not get the house sold, and he was so frustrated about it. Abraham then asks him how he feels vibrationally about the home at the moment. He began rattling off how much it needs work, his family has grown out of it, there are no kids for his kids to play with anymore, etc. Then Abraham asked about his emotions when first buying the home. He got a smile on his face and spoke of all the family gatherings they shared, how much they loved going to get new plants/ trees, and how exciting it was for them as a family. Abraham then said to him, right now, you are vibrationally sending out to others, "Come buy this piece of crap I no longer want!" Comparatively to how he used to feel about the home, it is his job to then change his vibration, and the house would sell. Well, the conclusion to that story is that one week after this workshop, the man sent word through an email that he had worked on his vibrational energy, and his house sold. So I began thinking about my vibrational energy towards my own home, and what I am sending out on an emotional scale. Isn't that the truth of it? We frequently go about life without realising our energy is off. We think just because we get up and put our hair in a cute side updo, and look presentable that all is well, however, looks are deceiving. We might as well come around to understanding we can "fool" many folks with an act of seemingly doing well, but we will never fool the Universe/God/Source. Everything is vibrational, and there are no two ways around it. After resting with myself for a time and working a focus wheel, I now realise I have had mixed emotional vibrations with regards to my dear little home. Soon it will be a matter of sufficient timing to get back onto my delightful seafaring voyage of happiness.

I share these experiences with you to remind myself visually of how I am doing on my transformational journey, as well as to hopefully inspire others to observe their own lives.

This morning I told my dear gardener of my synopsis and how even though I live the law of attraction and teach the law of attraction, it will forever be ongoing in our earth life learning. As much as the quote is cliche, it is about the voyage, not the destination. I am so appreciative of the ability to see these experiences as a way to autocorrect.
Aren't these girls just as cute as can be? Their mother sent me these photos of their painting reveals and I just HAD to show you their darling little faces.  


I wanted to show you two separate photos and get your opinions. I know the coloured one is delightful, but I also think the sepia one is delightful too. I am attempting to determine if sepia and black and white images would be more suitable to my blog. If we look back at the Victorian days, they didn't have coloured pictures and If I'm attempting to create an actual Victorian blog, wouldn't the photos be better suited in what would have appeared then? You tell me. I would love your opinion. 


This is the new sign for The English Settlement. Isn't it a delight!

I also wanted to share a few books that I am currently loving.

~Beatrix Potter's Gardening Life: The Plants and Places That Inspired the Classic Children's Tales: Marta McDowell

~The 1885 Edition of Hill's Manual of Social and Business Forms: The How-To-Do Everything Book of Victorian America: Thomas E. Hill

~Red: A History of the Redhead: Jacky Colliss Harvey

~ Tasha Tudors Heirloom Crafts: Tovah Martin

~The LittleHouse Cookbook: Frontier Foods from Laura Ingalls Wilder's Classic Stories: Barbara M. Walker

~The Beatrix Potter Country Cooking Book: Sara Paston-Williams

~The Country Diary of an Edwardian Lady: A facsimile reproduction of a 1906 naturalist's diary: Edith Holden

~The Trade of Authorship: Wolstan Dixey {Victorian}

Most Affably Yours Til My Next Swim, Raquelxxx

Everyday Life As Of Late

Wednesday, September 4, 2019


My dear friends, 

Won't you pour some tea and let us have a visit. I hope you have faired well. The gardener and I were indeed lucky again with the case of hurricane Dorian. She decided not to make a visit, and I am feeling rather appreciative. 

A Sprinkling Of The Little Mermaid's Victorian Affairs

Wednesday, August 28, 2019
My dear friends,

I have so much to tell you! I have a cup of earl grey tea and a few pumpkin spice cookies next to me, and I'm sitting in a stately position. Today is the first week of steadily wearing a corset. Yes, indeed! I am slowly becoming a Victorian lady, after all! I left my sewing baskets readily available to sew in the evenings before the gardener and I are put out to pasture, as the saying goes.

Mermaidlings, Little Women, The Tale Of Sawyer Lamby, Victorian Hat Pins And Potterings

Tuesday, August 20, 2019
" When they said, "There's no such thing as mermaids" I nearly fell off my dolphin."
My dear friends, 

Pour some tea and let us have a visit. I am having a cup of earl grey with cream and an orange and cranberry scone. I have a new little tiny tea and cookies book, sent from a friend a time ago, and think that I should at least attempt to make some of my very own scones. Have you ever tried to make scones, there is rest assuredly a tricky little secret to such tasty morsels?

The Art And Beauty Of Self~Love {Why You Don't Have It And How To Regain It} Portion I

Tuesday, August 13, 2019

My dear friends,

It seems since Sawyer's passing, I have had many women and young folks reach out to me, with sentiments of sending well wishes, and deep compassion. I am indeed appreciative, I couldn't feel more love from my fellow being than now. You/ they have been so very kind and loving.

It has unravelled a feeling of comfort, that women feel they might confide in me. It has afforded me an excellent way to connect with them. One of my soul purposes is to inspire women and children around the world, to believe in themselves; to undoubtedly convince them that nothing is impossible. They can be, do or have anything that their dear hearts desire.

Blogger Technical Issues

My dear friends, 

I am currently trying to unfold the reason the font on my latest blog post keeps reverting back to the smallest font. It's disturbing me much. 

Thank you for your devoted patience. I surely think this solidifies I am ready to convert the website completely over to WordPress very soon. 

A Mermaids Meditation Practice {The Abraham Hicks Way}

Monday, August 5, 2019
Updated: August 5th 2019

The new website is forthcoming!

My dear friends, 

As many of you know, I began practising the Law of Attraction {Abraham Hicks} in 2014, and that is precisely when I began my daily practice of meditating.

Leaving A Legacy And The Introduction Of The English Settlement

That's our dear Sawyer to the far left holding Zoe Kennedy's hand, wearing suspenders {he insisted in wanting to be different even on that day.}. I relish in those memories. Happy tears...

My dear friends, 

I posted a little excerpt onto facebook this morning about my tiny epiphany on leaving a legacy for my precious boy Sawyer. 

As you may well know by now, I find that being able to share my life with you is such a therapeutic approach for my soul's growth. So I thought that I would share with you a few particulars that transpired this weekend.

How To Create A Victorian Period Cottage Kitchen

Tuesday, July 30, 2019

My dear friend, 

Won't you pour a cup of tea and let us visit. As many of you know, I have begun the transformation of converting our Florida stucco home into an accurately Victorian period cottage. 

How My Little Tales Emerge {The Introduction Of The Tale Of Sawyer Lamby}

My dear friends, 

Oh my, where do I begin? I have much to tell you, so might you pour some tea and let's have a little visit with one another. I am having some chamomile with cream, blueberry scones, typing up this post with Miss Potter playing on the television, in the background.

5 Ways To Make A Decision And How To Line Up With It

Thursday, July 25, 2019

My dear friends, 

In 2015, when I left my marriage of 25 years, one of my most significant abilities to create the reality that I so deeply desired, was because I made a decision and lined up with it.

Let me explain. This is an in-depth subject that many women struggle with, so I am going to seek to disembowel it for you and in turn, hope to teach you how to make decisions for YOUR life.