A Not-So-Grand Time Of Those Gone Before & Happy News

Hello, my dear mermaid hearts,

This morning, I made another video for you on YouTube. I've been uploading unfailingly about the law of assumption and my mermaid cottage core lifestyle. If that interests you, I know you would love to subscribe. During the day, I visit the seaside, and in the evenings, I toil away on my new-fangled web design once everyone has settled in for the evening. I am entirely enjoying the moments of solitude. It has been bucketing down; therefore, i have been remaining indoors and have lit all of the kerosene lamps. I love how they flicker about bouncing off the cottage walls; it is such a heavenly delight, and the kittens are also bemused by them. I appreciate the fortes i am blessed with, and even when difficulties have strewn about, the Great Spiritual Creator has always guided me true north. 

This morning, as I meditated, i thought about all the beautiful notions that are unique gifts. There are many of us quite prone to constantly look outside at the world beyond us and catch our eyes upon others' gardens rather than tending our own. It all goes by so fast, and this life deserves to be remembered. Some would argue that being interested in the lives of others is a subjective notion; one woman's entertainment is another woman's outrageous and wasteful behaviour. 

At present, perhaps that is how the abundant weeds grow, for we've lost sight of the beauty of where we stand as women. It takes quite a woman to remove the distractions and begin to dive deep into the failings of our lives, and quite truthfully, this is why many women sustain the refusal to do so. It is of utmost difficulty to unravel the kitten's yarn ball of knottiness. Speaking of gardens, how often do gardening duties seem to escape us, or we've outright avoided them only to realise the vines and weeds have run wild.

Work is closing in on us like an abandoned cottage in the thicket, no longer capable of seeing through the windows. The realisation is that now there is even more internal work to accomplish. Yet, we've utilised many distractions rather than viewing our own lives by taking inventory, and now we are bound to occupy wasteful nonsense on stilts. This wastefulness is a tremendous travesty, for whilst we're focused on everyone else, those folks relish in their manifested demonstrations. The loop continues, and we evade our proper purposes as women and artists.

I've begun posting new videos on YouTube again, as I feel called to help spread my mermaid message of allowing women to rise to their true callings on the earth.

I wrote down all of the fun projects that i plan to have fun accomplishing for the year, and oh my, what a "Take Joy" moment I am having. I spend my time mostly quietly living out a cottage core lifestyle of spirituality and enjoying our little cottage. There were moments last year that had me in quite a conundrum. I was curious to know if we were coming or going, moving or not moving. This particular matter can be quite a displeasurable experience for an artist and, if permitted, can take a toll on oneself if we allow it. Don't you agree? Indecision is a fiddly thing, is it not?

Neville Goddard (or Daddy Neville, as i like to tease) spoke many times about folks in the field of spirituality; nearly all the content should be free. Neville did, however, allow for offerings or donations. Although they were not mandatory. He made the bulk of his money from his book sales, and he had an inheritance from his family's fortune. It should be free. He often said in his lectures that if someone is charging for spirituality (other than books or meetings where you can offer a donation to cover vendor locations), one should run for the hills. I agree, and Neville also states that this is how you can spot a phoney. That doesn't apply to an artist making a living; I'm speaking of spirituality and the religious kind. Spirituality is free and remains as such. In my desire and dream of creating The Carter Settlement, where folks will come to visit, enjoy tea and a lovely luncheon at the tea room, i plan to be financially independent (relying on my book sales, sale items, art, etc., and donations to the non-profit) I will not charge a fee. I do place ads on my YouTube videos, which is also acceptable. YouTube is a free platform. Please, my darlings, understand this is merely my opinion. Still, it is a wise way of settling my mindfulness and remaining true to my craft of transparency and centredness. 

In the olden times, spiritual folks were wise beyond most folks, and therefore, the authorities convinced the ordinary people that the spiritual folks, seers, and chosen ones were terrible. One must be cautious of them, and shunning them was best. In addition, spiritual teachers were admonished by the hierarchy to leave all their possessions, homes, and desires, claiming that being free of their ego is the way to help others. This tactic was another way to keep true spiritual leaders from prospering and have valid voices of profound abilities to support the movement of coming into oneself. That way, the leaders and those upon a pedestal had a way of keeping the wise, spiritually-minded folks under control and submission. It has worked and still does in many parts of the world, especially on lower dimensions of vibration. The exciting thing is I've had a near-death experience, and I know (not hearsay) that when we pass and transition from this world, many will be stunned to know it's not as severe as they think. Many will ponder to themselves, that's all it is, and i made such a big deal about religion, etc., but you can tell many people that, and yet they want no part of the truth; they want lies to their faces, pretending to be truths because that keeps them comfortable and unchanging. Many are called, and few are chosen because many refuse to do the work. Shame. Let's be honest: if a spiritual person has no financial independence, wealth, possessions or leadership, most people of large crowds will not listen to them. It is the popular ones the crowds listen to; this was a brilliant mind-controlling tactic, and it has worked for thousands of years worldwide. One will listen to someone as such, and this, my friends, is how the leaders kept the elevated vibrationally aligned people under submission and control. They created fear in them and continually reminded the people that to be among the meek, one must leave the world behind, and they shall inherit the earth. Bullocks! They spoon-fed Christians, and the meek and weak ate it by the cauldrons full. 

The other day, I narrated The Tale of Merrymaid Scarlette Rose and uploaded it to my YouTube channel; here is the link for you, my dear hearts. All we must do is remember we lean unto our Mermaid Inner Being, and it will lead us properly.

I have been writing the manuscript for The Little Mermaid's Transformational Tale, and many scales/ chapters are rising that I am going to share in the book. One belief I had for such a long time until I changed my belief system was that money equalled struggle, and it makes perfect sense why i would spend decades floundering to create an incredible income for myself. Thank goodness those days are behind me. Nothing feels worse than not being able to independently care for myself. I had that deep belief that I needed a man to save me, and that cycle kept swimming around me for entirely too long. Again, this is why I wholeheartedly know a woman must change her belief system. I've never struggled to make money, but where my belief of scarcity evolved was most definitely going back to my childhood. It's not always the fault of one parent; often, women use that role to their advantage because some women use the upper hand of remaining a perpetual damsel in distress; therefore, everyone must rescue her. Well, I am a woman who no longer needs to be rescued. I shed the scales of the woman I once was, and she no longer exists. If we are to BE the woman we desire, we must BE that woman in the NOW.

Act As If," as Neville Goddard writes in his books. My rescuer is the Great Creator. I want women to know their significance and utilise their strength. We are women, and we possess the power to create a human; therefore, there is nothing we can't do. This isn't a speech on the hilltop of feminism; it is a calling of mermaids. We are changing this world as we know it. We are creating an entirely new world. The changing of beliefs was the first thing I transformed in my new assumption tract. My darlings, if we do not modify our beliefs, we will struggle all our lives. Once we change the belief, we change the outcome.

We are always young enough to change and achieve our dreams. I do not care if you're one foot in the watery grave; you still have a choice. What is yours going to be? You'll return, reincarnate, and do it all again. My dear friend that could not sound more unreasonable to the aerials. 

Several years ago, I did internal reverse engineering; therefore, I won't bore you to the olympic degree; however, I hope to assist you in showing you how to change your money beliefs for good and sustaining those beliefs for the rest of your life. You can look into your life and realise how you feel about money. Do you feel abundant? Are you abundant? If you are financially secure (not on your spouse, but you as a woman), do you feel like a meiser, constantly trying to save money? Do you feel unworthy of having cash and either hoard cash and never do anything with your money that would fulfil your childhood dreams, or do you constantly rid yourself of your money because having money feels petrifying? Continually spending is a sign of a worthiness issue. If you don't feel worthy of having and possessing financial prosperity, you will subconsciously spend every penny. The other state of mind is also a sign of low self-worth. Are you constantly telling yourself I can't afford that, that's too expensive, etc? I'm not sure about you, but when I accepted that I was always making excuses for myself or blaming others, I was sick and tired of my predicament. When i divorced my ex-mate, i could easily make perfect money, though my self-worth got in the way, and I recycled olde stories until I reprogrammed my subconscious mind. It would eventually revert to me having an empty bank account. It's never how much a person has or makes; the self-belief that the person holds is crucial to change. 

I am so very much looking forward to us as Stillwater~A Petticoat Society and all of the ways we will make the world magical—a world of discovery, magic, fairytales, and happiness. You should think yourself lucky. "Take Joy," my dear hearts. I love you!

Most affably yours til my next swim, Razz

Trusting Your Gentle Heart; A Lantern Along The Path

Good afternoon dear mermaid hearts, 

One must learn to trust by letting go of the shiny bits and baubles, silvery shimmery sparkling requests, plans of improvements, those moments of waiting to launch, and the pernickety pressures of go-go-go persevering without caution, and make one's little chipmunk nest larger and vastly grandiose than any others on Instagram, shop til' one drops, subscribe to this, sign up to that site, create a new account on that new-fangled electronic app and that beat will go on.

One might wanderlust at why I've taken to the old-timey ways of living (as much as humanly possible whilst living temporarily with my folks) whilst also turning away from the big black box, exiting screens, wearing modern clothes, closing out old cycles, no longer attempting to save others by being a people pleaser, unhealthy relations by swimming back to what I know intuitively to what I know best, which is myself a truly quieter beauty of life. 

I'm more interested in leaving a bequest (legacy) for future generations, my storybooks, my artwork, and my mindset teachings that will have blessed the planet and proceeded to a continuum. I have a gift of loveliness that my dear sweet mum assured me that I possessed all my long live days since childhood. In my autumn years, I realised that what to believe about myself was not at all true of what other folks invented of me. The truest nature of me as a young lass has always existed as a loving and gentle person. It is a bewitching hour that as we become older and more devoted towards loving ourselves, we begin to see others without rosehip glasses, and once removed, those same souls' dirt and ash have caused tarnishing. They lost their illuminating shine long ago, resembling the pretty ocean fishes, but appear more like the leathery black slick eel or piranha. 

 

Perhaps they do not wish disfavour, but glad tidings they do not wish either. It took me some time to abide that folks can be harsh, cold and unfeeling in this world, and though I know this for I've taken my logic pills, it remains fever-pitch disheartening. I am taking it in stride tho', for the big blue marble is far more generously charitable for being ripe and as full of a bread basket of all-encompassing love than it is not. 

I am becoming more myself as each blue cornflower sky passes me with rainbow clouds above the eternal heavens bridge; I love my dress, the way the morning dew tips my olive green 1850s prairie handmade house dress as it flows whilst I tend the kittens, cottage bunnies and garden. I am a queen and priestess in my little landlocked realm of heaven on earth. Why would I muddle it up with unpleasantries, the world's demands, olde, worn out and tired stories that folks use on rerun when the voyage I am on is surely a mermaid's charming delight? 

This little light of mine, im gonna let it shine, let it shine, let it shine, let it shine. A lantern to light the way. 

This here ole' lil' mermaid has found her voice again. 

All my upbringing of living in love has never forsaken me. Nor will it, ever.

I hope you spend a moment of solitude today listening to your inner voice without blemish and trusting your dear beautiful, gentle heart. Accept the delicateness of your inner child that has so longingly wanted to be assuringly trusted and lovingly adored; trust she will lead you aright, and she will. 

My love to you each, dear friends. Have a beautiful heart-filled day, and we shall chat tomorrow. 

Most affably yours til my next swim, Razz

An Ode To England And The Victorian Era

Good morning my darlings. It's just gone past 8 am, and the glow of daylight has been having a go with me forthwith. I have steadily repeated the affirmation that we are having a very cold Christmas such as the year of 1989. I have been longing for a wintery season for a happy Christmas. It seems to be working just now. We had one of the coldest days this far in almost a year. Are you pining for some unfulfilled dreams and are you in agreement that quirks sound prettier in British English? I hear every word I speak with pronunciation articulation, and they ring with a sound of posh and refinement. After seizing the moment of British English, I'm much more inclined to have the distinct recognition of language, and all of it makes me the happiest person living. I think a creative vocabulary makes life all the more magical. I remember being a wee little girl and noting to higher consciousness/ (God) (really, when I was a little girl I spoke to Jesus) I wanted to have a beautiful language. One of flurry, and fancy! I had want of articulation and a fountain of word variety that set me apart from others. I'm on cracking form. Well done me! There's no reason we can't change, or create pretty words with new meanings. The world is our oyster.

Why? I don't know; perhaps it has always been within me to hang back to my British roots of origin. You know I have come to learn that we desire particulars in this present life. If it comes manageable for us, the explanation is that when reincarnated those particles of our God-like higher consciousness memory (which we don't remember while mortal), and the lives we lived prior are seeping in through the cracks. Some folks fall back into a lifestyle of the past or love the past with exuberance. Our consciousness has touched on it, and it knows. Doesn't that put things, right? I jolly well believe so! Indeed, It does for me, and I'm reminded of Tasha Tudor. Do you recall Tasha Tudor invariably spoke in interviews of how when she pops her clogs, she was not frightened at all, and she was taking back off to the 1830s? She also spoke of how living old fashioned wasn't an arduous task for her; in fact, she said it came very quickly. I feel comparable in that I have acclimated to Victorian life quite quickly.

To be truthful, I find it easier to live with simplicity than I do all the luxuries of modern life. (Except for dental, now there's nothing quite like an atmosphere when one has dental difficulties.) I recall on several accounts; the first was when I went without refrigeration for three months, and I wasn't in the least unnerved by it. It's as if my soul knew how to survive, and I knew what to do intuitively. Or the time we had no electricity or gas for over two weeks and I managed. Whereas numerous folks of this world might be crushed without such luxuries/needs, I knew what to do and that made me halt and ask the crucial query as to why such tasks were curiously natural and straightforward. I suppose that's why I have invariably wished to experience many things because perhaps I'm meant to be a preceptor and inspire others along the way. The kind folks we meet along our life travelled country roads have a way of encouraging us along to know we are forever heard, understood and loved no matter. So if I might inspire you, my dear friend, always be mindful of that for yourself. I may often seem aloof or even at times a Mrs Sharp that has escaped my box. However, the difference is that I desire to help others as I know what feeling alone and misunderstood feels like and desire to encourage others to tell of their significance and power to create lives they love living. Even although we may not get on in some areas I know, we'd be dear pals because I like you. You might say, but Raquel dear, you don't know me, darling, but I would respond with," oh, that isn't true at all, now is it?" I do know that if you read my writings, we get on quite well, you know. After all, you wouldn't linger over the pudding if we didn't feel similarly (smile).

I'm making my daughter Zoë Kennedy a small-sized Victorian crazy quilt from Sawyers clothing. (Heres a small picture of a portion). I told her what I was doing, and she has requested it before Christmas; however, it's such a lengthy manner that It's not looking too promising to be finalised by Christmas. The hand stitching is very tedious and lengthy. I may have to alter the type of quilt. Perhaps a nice old-fashioned one and leave the crazy bits for another time. I have been spending my evenings by candlelight, and it's a bit cumbersome to fiddle about with stitches for hours on end by kerosene. I make no bones about it, and indeed I could work by electricity but what's the fun in that. I should elucidate something here. My entire family does not see the beauty in the lack of utilising modern accommodations, so yes, indeed they entirely do use modern conveniences.

In contrast, my folks, my beloved gardener and I live together; however, I'm not going to suggest they should not use electricity to inspire my book writing. I do what's best for my private quotidian pursuits, and I strive to keep in alignment with what encourages my authenticity as a Victorian writer (to the best of my abilities). If I'm in the main cottage, I rarely use electricity in my sleeping room. I use candles and kerosene lamps as much as possible. Otherwise, I go out to Scarlette Rose Cottage, and that always sets me right. If there is no option for running water (as of yet it has no current plumbing), one doesn't have a choice. However I will tell you that it does have the capabilities in place, it's just a matter of reconnection, as the cottage has been sitting for year's and hasn't been liveable. That will all change once it's nearer to completion as I am building a small outhouse privy version with a toilet. The luxury of modern convenience or lack thereof has a way of putting one's back up. I do all of this because it makes for an excellent and convincing writer. How else could I explain to you in my novel what it feels like for my lordship to remove my corset by cutting the lace harshly against my opaque skin unless I've been laced uptight? I suppose I could pretend and do my best in words, but living, breathing and wearing the clothing or living as if of that period feels more distinct and believable. Do you recall some time ago I wrote a post about a Victorian series of books that my friend suggested and I began reading them, but then laid them aside because they were rubbage? The woman's writings were forced and inauthentic.

I've continued on my quest to keep up my avid collecting of books, and I wanted to share a few with you. Bear with me as my obsession worsens.

I. Mind Your Manors: Tried and True British Household Cleaning Tips, by Lucy Lethbridge. This book is fantastic for knowledge of what made households gleam for centuries with white-glove approval.

II. An Ideal Kitchen: A wonderful guide for all who would be good housekeepers. It shares details about how to set up a Victorian kitchen to function for optimal advantage.

III. Looking for Anne of Green Gables: The story of L.M. Montgomery and her literary classic.

"We are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmastime." -- Laura Ingalls Wilder

The Little House on the Prairie book set needs no introduction. I've read these books since I was a wee little girl and yet when I relocated I never bought another set for my home library until a few months ago. My mum was stating that she had devoured up the books I had loaned her to read which were (Pride and Prejudice, Withering Heights and Jayne Eyre) so I wanted to uncover more books for occupying her mind. Unbeknownst to me, she had never read the Little House books, so I took to Etsy, bought a set, and she's nearly finished. I think she has one more to read.

I opted to set up the Victorian tree in the sitting room, making this Christmas a bit more manageable to take down in January. This Christmas season has been a bit anticlimactic. Although I am reminded of what magic feels like when I turn the Victorian Christmas music on, light an evergreen fir candle in the cottage window and set to baking gingerbread. Indeed the way to wage those wars is to find something that always makes one feel good and milk it no end. This is the art of taking joy and personifying the desires of one's heart.

I've not been mysteriously vacant, as a last resort for holding a secret I've just been illustrating Sawyers book {The Tale of Sawyer Lamb} and feel very much inclined to stay sat on this wave of emergence and full-throttle pleasure. I shall come up for a moment of breathing space at the appointed time.

Most affably yours til my next swim, Raquelxxx

Change Is Afoot At The Cottage

Despite all that is occurring most notably in the world, I focus on my capabilities of finding joy and last evening was no different. You may think in reading my blog that I'm fashioned towards keeping my head in the sand and blissed-out living, and you are quite right. Here's my thought on it before proceeding into this post.

Tasha Tudor: How To Embody The New Version Of You

I wrote a post long ago, about how to dress like Tasha Tudor, if you're interested in reading that post, you can find it here.

Acting As If, Where Our Money Beliefs Originally Set Our Life’s Course And How To Shift The Sails

Ninety per cent of a personal transformation is self-awareness.

I recall several years ago when I would listen to Abraham Hicks (law of attraction speaker) teachings on Acting As If, I truly felt it was an impossibility for me. That simple statement played out precisely as expected; however, I decided not to wallow in lamentation.

Let Your Cork Float {My Mermaid Testament At Weeki Wachee Springs}

As I checked the tattered wooden clipboard and wrote down my name, I then slowly scanned the swim dock, more than 60 (mostly young) girls stood to wait with excitement. We were all trying out to be a Weeki Wachee Springs mermaid. This tryout would be my second time around, except this time I was 44 and not the young spritely 17 years old like I was over three decades prior.

Home Is Where My Heart Is, And That Means No More Compromising

A friend texted me yesterday and wanted to catch up. She asked me where I was now living, and I said with my folks. Yes, in what some have said is a one-horse, dead-end town. But, oh, how I disagree, and how much wish I could convince my dear friends that leaving their hometown is not the way to find the happiness they're seeking. We can't ever find happiness in things or places before we discover it within ourselves. I should know. I spent numerous years running (moving) from one place to another, believing that a different house, in a different town or state, was going to make me happy and never once did that occur. The most satisfying home I ever lived in besides the family home I'm in now was in Alabama.

May Days And Swimming Through Mothering Guilt

I had a massive inspired moment as if God precisely reached down and placed within my mind the ideas that were quite rapidly pinging as fast as I could type. I wish I could explain in detail what occurred with my authorship and the beautiful experiences that are springing forth in my life presently, but rather, I have no words. The best I might describe it is such as this: Have you ever felt this deep knowing and desire about something. Perhaps you've been moulding your dream into place for quite some time, and then there comes that moment one day, and it feels as though it has popped and you suddenly know with certainty your place and that all you'd hoped for you can see coming to be a reality? Precisely, that is what occurred at the weekend for me.

Cartering About And Mr Sir Barbaric's Zucchini Bread {The Beatrix Potter Way}

The Beatrix Potter Way!

Everyone should have a hero! Don't you agree? One that they look up to just well enough to inspire them to reach for the stars and their hearts desires. We all can find ways of discovering those lovely souls that inspire and expand one's way of thinking. That's precisely what Beatrix Potter does for me each day. I find each day that we are surely capable of finding our happy place? We find something that pleases the punch out of us and milk it for everything it's worth. That's also another way the law of attraction works and brings our desires to us tenfold. Everyone pretty much knows that if you find joy in something and you keep practising that thing that brings you joy, it grows and becomes more substantial and durable.

Harvesting Mustard Greens, Sewing Tasha Tudor Work Dresses and Victorian Garden Planning

Did you know that you can freeze fresh vegetables and bring them out months later and they're as fresh as the day you picked them from the garden? It's quite right. When my darling children were young little sprites, and my time was restricted for venturing out to the village market, I'd buy all that we needed from the grocer, bring it home, divide it up and freeze it, (such things as meats, milk, dairy, fresh garden vegetables & fruits). As you know, being a mum of 4, tending a small farm and being a homemaker is much much labour. So anything to assist in bearing up daily laborious pursuits was quite welcomed. Last month I washed some collards and mustard greens. I had picked so many that I decided to freeze the remaining batches. On Monday I decided to make them in the crockpot. I also made some rice, baby lima beans and dog bread. It's nice to put something on to slow cook, especially if there's much garden work to be done for the day.

Hunky-Dory At The Cottage

How was your easter? Ours was a delight, just as expected. I did have a mishap with my peasant bread. I killed my yeast, and I had to begin again. But I always say, it's okay that things like that happen, I know what I did to kill the yeast, so no high degree of harm was done. You simply start again.

A Cozy Victorian Easter At The Cottage And A Story About Getting Desires

Are you having fun planning your Easter festivities?

Am I not an empty-nesting momma in need of diversion? Oh, indeed! What better way to divert than to plan my pleasurable celebrations just as in years past while my darlings we're ever-present.

The Art Of A Focused Mindset {And How To Optimistically Swim Through The COVID-19}

[Disclaimer: I am going to continually use the means I possess for creating this blog with as much optimism as possible. You'll either vibe with me or swim off- because, well, those that are drowning in their sorrowful misery won't be able to hear a word I'm writing regardless. I'm writing this blog to stand in my truth that optimism is the way to live, irrespective of what others think. If you agree, let's have a go, shall we?]

This explanation of optimism will not apply to someone that has no understanding of universal laws. {That isn't meant to sound condescending, as if I'm somehow more intellectual than the average bear, but someone will invariably read it that way, and if it's you, my apologies in advance. Smile.}

It will surely hit some folks the wrong way: well, because like I stated here.

You know the old saying, ’you can't win for losing.’ Yeah, that. Because let's be truthful here, we are all different. We come from all sorts of situations and life experiences. So no one is going to understand you in the way you desire to be understood. It's not their job. The world is not here to feather our nest. The sooner one learns this, the better off they'll be. The problem is established when the world is on the brink of a breakdown. Do we think Sally from Louisville, Kentucky that writes a blog about positivity is going to change someone for the better that is down in the mouth about life and the COVID19? No. We all must listen to our inner being, and until that happens, we can read all the online magazines, or search Facebook groups till the everliving cows come home, and we aren't going to find solace. Solace comes from alignment. No. Where. Else. Alignment with our inner being. I could end this post now. However, you know me, and I'm going to try and drive this home until you're near the brink of disgust. Cause, ya know, that's my way.

Many folks that are fearful or upset about all that's happening is the most accurate external sign that they have habitually reached outward for the world or someone outside of themselves to solve their problems. If they could just talk to the right person, take the right medicine, read the right online blog post, find the perfect Facebook group, and have an excuse for why they are feeling the way they are they'll feel some sense of resolve. Yes, sometimes amid contrast Source will throw something our way, intending to wedge its way through the cracks and slide in a piece that WILL help ’said’ person to feel resolve. Our inner being has a way of working that out for us like that. Yay! For our inner beings! And yay because even when one might have thought I was going to advocate not reading that blog post that was negative. I am not. Why? Because Source is always leading and guiding us, no matter how much we may be pinched off in those areas of our lives that are resisting and pushing against self. That's all it is truthfully, is resistance conditioning of years and years of build-up and lack of belief in ourselves.

The reason I choose to live in the positive is that it's like this:

Pretend you're at a restaurant buffet bar. {And this is quite fitting because pretending is what we have to do right now.}

Now, where was I? 

Oh, yeah. 

There are all sorts of delicious foods to choose from, but you also see THE ONE food that you despise. Would you want to eat the good foods or select the one lousy food you hate and gobble it up? Of course, you’d choose the good one.

So why would you keep talking and talking about what you don't like about the COVID 19 and how it's causing you to feel? Habit, that's why. Practice and momentum of training the mind to see the bad instead of the good.

Don't worry; it'll get worse. Just keep talking about it. The universe is noninclusive; meaning you always get what you think about. Keep arguing for your limitations, and you’ll get them tenfold. The thoughts you think about, multiply. I'll see you on the positive side after all this dies down. I have no desire to discredit anyone when they are feeling like rubbage. I do, however, know that universal laws create momentum. Which means that if you start seeking out individuals to ’woe is me’ all over the place that momentum picks up and soon you'll find yourself in the pits of despair. Because the universe brings what your vibrating right to you. Haven't you ever noticed that when you feel like a heap of negativity that you find all those same types of folks? They start to collectively congregate in the same place. If you'd like to know where you're vibrating, take a look around and see what's manifesting in your surroundings. Is it negative? Are the folks around you negative? Then that means sweet Sally, ”YOU ARE NEGATIVE!”

I know it's distasteful yo hear, but it's the truth. No one wants to dwell in that kind of mind junk for days and nights on end. It makes a person feel awful. So why ask or question my motives for positivity? I want to spend my life feeling good, that's why.

If you're any sort of a book worm, such as myself (and even if you haven't been, you might start, beings that some folks are now quarantined), you've read at least a motivation quote or two from some spiritual guru somewhere, ”The power of mindset.”

This is a true statement, if you don't believe me, all you have to do is take a look around {I know, I know. I'm asking you to look around quite a bit here. Errr...} and see how many folks are panicking, with their anxiety issues shooting through the surface of the sun. In the moment of grave crisis that occurs in the world on this scale, no longer for the selected few, It has a way of shaking some new thought paradigms into a person.

There will always be people thriving and not thriving in times of contrast. Do you know why? It has nothing to do with outside circumstances, regardless of what those are. It has to do with a MINDSET! It's not any more complicated than that. It's all a personal mindset of how one chooses to focus their thoughts.

Here's an example. Think of the most famous person that had a positive mindset, Martha Stewart, for instance. Do you think she came out of prison after all she experienced; a more powerful creator? Yes, she did. She had a mindset behind that beautiful brain of hers. She lived in an optimistic attitude. She used the time in prison to teach. That's what all good teachers do, are they teach.

However, you can’t teach what you don’t know. And the only way to KNOW is to live it. To actually LIVE the experience. I’ve said it a million times in my blog posts. Experience teaches words do not. What does the world need right now? To be taught, through experience. All will come out the other end, hopefully with a better sense of life and a deeper knowledge of themselves.

A large portion of my learning came from leaving a marriage of 24 years, and my son's murder. My son's death has prepared me and continues to teach me every day. It also reminds me that tomorrow is not promised. At the end of the day, we all are here for a short amount of time, and we might do well to realise this notion. Furthermore, something like this will also teach folks most profoundly. In a way, that nothing else has been able to teach them.

I highly promote living the best life possible. That is what I’ve been doing these last five years (after discovering the law of attraction), and I plan to keep on doing it. Because whereas many folks are down in the mouth, I see the positive. I am not going to look at the negative. We can choose to see a situation wholly awful or want to see the possibilities. And like Emily Dickenson said many moons ago, “I dwell in possibility.”

I will come out thriving in this situation. You know why? Because I went into it with that mindset. If you or someone you know wants the answers to all of this, it’s to CHANGE THE MINDSET.

How do you change a mindset, you might ask? You begin with each experience by training your mind to think on every single thing; positively. At first, it’s not easy, but your mind is a muscle, and it can be trained like anything else. It gains strength. When a negative situation (contrast) arises, flip the scenario. Now find the positive and milk it to death. And before you know it, you’ll be on the path to positivity. I promise you.

You must also remember you’re a mighty creator. You have extraordinary power. You just have to believe it. Like when you were a small child, you would so easily believe things. Be like that. Believe my friend and the world will once again become your oyster.

No grit. No pearl.

Most affably yours til my next swim, Raquelxxx

The Art Of Distraction

When in times of uncertainty it might appear to some that I am a wee bit silly to write about such things such as what I’ve been doing to improve the cottage for the foundation {The Carter Settlement}, what books I’m reading or how I’m finding joy while being at home. However, the power of focus is, well, ‘a powerful thing.’

The Art Of Feeling Certainty In An Uncertain World {During The Outbreak Of Coronavirus}

Last night I went to collect some bakery buns for supper. While I was placing my items on the conveyer belt, the woman behind me went to grab the stick to divide our groceries. As soon as I went to reach for it too, {I was trying to help}, she pulled away promptly while wearing her white latex medical gloves.

I wasn't phased by her actions at all, but it surely enticed me to examine what this virus is doing to stir up many people in the world. I also received word this morning that my inlaws cancelled their trip to England. They had been planning their trip for two years. They are very downtrodden about it. This is another reason that I encourage others to live their best life. To stop waiting for {within reason I know some things have planning requirements} for the world to adjust. Stop waiting to write that book someday, move to that country, live that dream. No one is promised tomorrow. I can say this with great clarification. My son's murder had a way of putting everything into perspective. And whereas I know you can't relate to me in that particular scenario, I know with this outbreak, it most clearly has a way of placing the importance of {your life and the lives of your family} into perspective, and quick like.

I know this epidemic is going to be the best thing to happen for many folks. It is most undoubtedly going to inspire some folks to get out ahead of this and to initiate self~reliance. Most people are very reliant {too reliant, in my opinion} on others and use other people to feel consolation and to seek relief of pain and insecurities {whether that's physical or mental anguish.} This virus is calling many souls forward, whereas some life experiences have to be experienced to set things aright. What I mean here is this. Many folks are going through this world {before this virus} without the recognition of how scared, cynical, sceptical or insecure they indeed are daily. An epidemic surely has a way of displaying such distress in oneself, does it not? I surely see it. Just look around. The folks that are out of their minds with fear, most likely deal with anxiety much of their lives when life is so to speak "normal." This pandemic has a way of revealing hidden emotions and fears.

I'm hopeful this will encourage folks to rely on their very own inner being. {I'm an optimistic kind of gal.} When there's no doctor, or therapist to talk someone out of their feelings or calm their nerves, often it's the best remedy for folks, therefore, to begin consoling their own lives. We must learn as individuals to take care of our own souls and our own minds, especially our thoughts. Our thoughts create our reality. We must look inward and console our own heart.
The only reason that any human ever does anything is knowing that whence they do it, they will 'feel better'.

Think about how children are right now in this world. For the most part, children aren't phased by this coronavirus. They aren't aware, because they aren't focused on it. Parents would fair rather well in learning from our little children. They are doing what adults should be doing. If parents continue to embark on becoming downright fear mongers, their children start to pick up on that vibration of the parent. They then take on those same emotions and feelings as their parents. Like attracts like. Remember, all things are vibrational. Anxiety and fear are the manifested emotions of being disconnected with self.

Most landlocked folks that are petrified might be significantly turned off by my approach in this post. When we as humans can learn/remember our own power, and the powerful creators that we are, fear will not consume us. And I get it, some will read this and be absolutely disturbed by what I'm saying. I know this is the exact thing that I expect from certain people that are pinched off from their inner being. I'll tell you why. When you {I'm} saying something to someone {like I'm doing here} and I'm speaking a profound spiritual truth, and it fails to resonate with someone, it's assuredly because they {the reader} doesn't want to hear what I'm saying. You know that ol' saying, ” the truth hurts.” When a person pushes so hard against their own inner being, by not listening to their gut; that profound truth is inside of them regardless. When we don't face the truth, our inner being is still leading us towards our innate nature. That doesn't feel good {emotion/feeling wise} when one is reading something such as this post. It's quite souring.

Just the opposite. If another reading this, trusts that all is well in the world {despite what it looks like presently} and trusts that when everything is said and done, will also be comforted in knowing that all things happen for a reason, they won't be remotely offended by this post. In fact, those aligned and trusting will undoubtedly feel real hope and solace reading my post. I’m not going to blow smoke up folks asses just to get someone to feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I think it’s most assuredly an excellent notion to be positive. I live each day with the attempts to align my soul and spiritual nature with feelings of joy and good thoughts. However, I am also immovable and firm in my truth. I am a great advocate for finding joy in life, no matter the circumstances that are at the helm of our lives in any given moment, we can choose to see the joy or choose to see the sadness. It's rightfully for everyone's choice. I choose joy! These are the moments {in a crisis like this} that define us and build our individual character. What is light if there was not dark? What is happiness is we knew not of sadness? What is courage if we knew not to fear? What is a certainty if we knew no certainty?

My parting advice for you during this time is to go inside of yourself and take the time {if you’re hunkered down which many are} and evaluate what you have been doing with your life. How do you want to be a different person? After all of this has died {maybe, another word would have been suitable, Errr...} down, and things are back to normal? What would you like to change about your life? Now go and do that! I have faith in you. I know you will be fine. All is well, my friends. I am coming from a place of unyielding, but a very loving place too. I wish you a wealth of wellbeing and happiness.

Most affably yours til my next swim, Raquelxxx

4 Ways To Navigate Through The Coronavirus Using The Law Of Attraction {A Mermaid's Metaphor}

The coronavirus is obviously on the minds of many folks. In my case, I have only kept up with it vaguely because depending on whether or not Europe's travel gets suspended has to do with Jeffrey and me house sitting for our inlaws that are planning for their vacation there.  England is on the suspended going out. However, the coming in is still lifted in the UK. That may change; yet, I'm sure I'll hear from the inlaws if they do end up cancelling. 

The Art of Being Unapologetic For Making A Living From Blogging

I make money from my blog, YouTube channel, Etsy, Amazon and podcast. However, today I'm talking specifically about my blog.

When I was a little girl, I wanted to be an author and artist when I grew up. However, after a few of life's experiences and abandoning my dreams, I didn't pursue my writing nor artist career. Sure I still wrote in my diary daily and lettered to pen pals ever since I can remember.

I Paid A Spiritual Guru For An Online E-Course, So You Don't Have To

My dear friends, 

I have tea in hand along with a MerryMaid Scarlette Rose Petal Tea Scone. {Teehee... I'm shameless, smile}

If you're in the spiritual field or spend your life practising the law of attraction,  I can bet my painting arm that you've seen every Tom, Dick and Harry {and no, not Prince Harry because apparently, he is now, not one of the people:/ wink, wink} selling e-courses. And before you get your knickers in a twist, I am writing this post without angst, and more from my perspective of having done this myself.

Good Day, Landlocked, Sea Folk

My dear friends,

I won't bore you to tears, but I have been away because I have felt under the weather. I think it may be pollen. The pollen here in Florida can be ghastly. I know it perpetuates the notion and is a true testament of the law of attraction. When we notice and speak of things, even if we do not want it, the universe gives us more of it. Besides, I think I am a bit hard-headed at times, and refuse to slow down, so the only way is to become afflicted. Do you ever feel this way?