The Truth Behind Why Johnny Depp Joined Instagram {According To Me}

If you've read this blog at any length, I needn't notify you of my one-sided connection with Johnny Depp. {Now, hold up. That sounds like Stalkerville, and that's not what I meant. Let me back up and begin again. I have always felt kindred emotions towards him. I'm quite sure It does not run both ways. The closest I ever was to Johnny was when he was on a Pirates of the Caribbean junket, and my ex-mate asked him to say “Hello Raquel” to me, which he did against his management requirements for press. I wish I knew what happened to that DVD. It's most likely in a landfill somewhere. I finally figured out one reason (I'm sure there are many) why I'm so captivated by him. My mama and I were prattling about it yesterday, and I think It's because “he reminds me of me”, {Doc Holiday in Tombstone describing Johnny Ringo} as well as my son Sawyer.

A spirited being, often misunderstood, loves music more than anything, eccentric, has a rebellious free will, for the most part, doesn't care what others think of him and has a neverending need to try and fix/rescue others/women. {Those are not all of the reasons, nonetheless I am attempting to keep this post under 2000 words. Err...}

Remember how many times I've said that I would always attract men that needed rescuing? I unconsciously did that many times because I longed to be saved. It's called mirroring, and every single person in the world does it.

I've heard all about the celebrities that have for many years ignored social media and have foregone joining. I suppose It's their attempt not to jump on the bandwagon of following the herd, so to speak. There's not many of them left that aren't on social media; I think for the most part a lot of them 'caved' under pressure, or maybe it was they felt FOMO {fear of missing out.} 

When I discovered last week that Johnny had joined Instagram, at long last, I was thinking back in February when I did another post about him, of how much I wish he were on some kind of social media. He's very ungetatable {yeah, that's a word, I just made it up}, but then again that is why I also like him, he's even more mysterious when he not attainable. Ya know? I like a mysterious lad. Now, all of this sounds very lust ridden with desires ripped from the pages of a romantic novel, but no, it's actually just a gal that likes a guy in the most brotherly sisterly kind of way. That's it folks—nothing to see here. Keep it movin’...

But back to the reason, in my opinion, that Johnny got an Instagram account. Besides, yes, there is a pandemic happening and where I think that may have something to do with it, I think It's a tiny thing to do with it. My suspicions tell me that he's been advised by someone on his team to get out ahead of the drama and his lawsuit against Amber Heard. While she's been out slandering and having a go at him every time we turn around, Johnny always stayed quiet. Until now. Because, well... he's a gentleman, but when dealing with a beast such as the one he's dealing with, this is a whole other animal, {and by animal I mean, we're not speaking of the sweet, docile elephants that Johnny so acutely loves}. He knows the lengths she will go to in an attempt to destroy him personally and professionally. He can no longer stay behind the scarlet velvet roped curtain and turn a blind eye because we all know how she's got a poker face. I have nothing against Amber; however, I have seen women like this many times. All signs point to her using Johnny for a come up. Like I always say, and something my momma taught me since childhood, " The cream always rises to the top, just give it a minute." 

I have a sneaking suspicion though that very soon we'll be saying, ”Here’s Johnny” and the colonel will come out of this clenching a ”Texas Holdem” flush! 

Attaboy, Johnny! 

Do you think Johnny joined Instagram because of the coronavirus like many are saying or for other reasons? I'm curious. 

Most affably yours til my next swim, Raquelxxx

My Victorian Louis Vuitton Planner Systems

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}

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