Exceptional lives evolve continually. I believe this. Choose to Live Life LARGE and exceptionally…Today. Don’t you agree that it makes no matter, our age, whether 20, 40, 60..or more? Catherine R. Cady just turned 75 on Saturday and she is even more awesome now than she was in her 50’s..even though her life has evolved. Carolyn Turi Gallant Short just celebrated her 70th yesterday and she is SURROUNDED by beloveds. Two fabulous ladies that mean the world to me. Exceptional needs and wants change yearly, sometimes, monthly. Sometimes daily. Hourly. It is being AWARE that counts! To define and set priorities. Then focus. Then make things HAPPEN! Exceptional goals never remain static, aspirations continue to build, dreams ever-expanding, like a tapestry in your mind.. Never fear treading this unbeaten path. Be authentic in what is important to YOU!! Make no excuses to yourself or anyone else for that matter. Apologize to no soul for your fearlessness. Be tenacious. Be assumptive. Hold back nothing of yourself. For if you do, it is only YOU holding you back from this exceptional life.. Trust me. If you are thinking it, it is in you. It costs NOTHING to be exceptional…It is FREE! Dig […]
Naomee The Sensual Senior Monthly Bluster #25 Hashtag? Hashtag? What the HECK is a hashtag, anyway? Hey there, strangers. Where have you been for 7 months? OK, ok. I admit it. I’m the guilty party, 100%. As the old song goes, life got in the way. There IS a song of that title, isn’t there? I digress. I’m Naomee. The sensual Senior. Pammy’s alter ego. And, by the way, Pammy is soooo on the same friggin’ page re the subject of my latest blog. Like WTH? Hashtag? On Trend? A.I? Boomers are dinosaurs? Oh, right. That’s another topic altogether, which I’ll address in a minute. F.Y.I. (an old fashioned hashtagy way of saying something. Similar to L.O.L or OMG!) I’m not hitting on the Sensual cylinder this episode of the “Monthly” Bluster so if you’re here for the juicy, you should maybe click on your next website you follow for the latest news on dildos or the next 50 shades of whatever. Annyvayssssss.. SQUIRREL! I am soooo distracted right now I can’t even stay on topic. I’ll chock it up to… Summertime easy livin’ syndrome. So. Re Pammy and her shared with me # confusion. It IS true she wrote […]
Today I write again.. Can’t tell you how privileged and spoiled I feel to just relax and veg and write at my leisure here this summer of 2018 at AJ’s home. I feel inspired beyond measure. I now have four different friends who are working on writing projects from Novels to screenplays to non fiction to ghost writing and it feels so good to have others in my circle now who GET where I am coming from when I speak of this passion we have inside to create content. Four years ago today It was only a couple months into publish and i had a huge flurry of excited readers who had been waiting for my book to hit the stands/ebook. Here’s one message.. I cannot TELL you what messages like this and many other messages of support over the years mean and MEANT to me as a first-time author at age 65!! It motivated me to carry on with book 2 (which is still in progress and will eventually be a feature film) and the rest of the series, It has inspired me and told me it was all worth it!! Here was the post to me.. ~~ Lisa […]
When I was little I was full of excited anticipation, All the time, breathless for the future.. My mind was full of visions of a life far beyond the small family farm we were fortunate to be raised and nurtured on.. My dear, precious mother would look in my eyes..and talk to me –without moving her lips– She told me to be.. -Unafraid…of becoming whatever I dreamed of–in each stage of my eternity -Unrestrained..in sharing my love and beliefs–spreading my word and the bits of knowledge and experience I gathered over my lifetime.. And -Unapologetic if I stepped beyond boundaries and over thresholds others thought a woman of my station should ever imagine. What a gift she gave me… Thank you, my Guardian Angel. My precious Mother. For being there–as you are even today… Always THERE..
Author Pamela Lee’s testimony speaks for hundreds and thousands of women all over the world. Will this down-toearth, caring, kindhearted maiden’s future be “filled with love? Or filled with unspeakable despair?” The Highest Mountain; the Deepest Valley The Void of a Broken Heart The picture-perfect family. It’s one of the most desired, attainable, and ideal images conceivable to the human heart and spirit, with many of us dreaming and fantasizing of establishing our own family someday. Just like Annie Magyar. This piercing and emotive autobiography unfolds the many diverse chapters of Author Pamela Lee’s eventful and gripping story, with Annie Magyar, the main character, representing the author. As a youngling, Annie lives blanketed in unadulterated love, happy and content with an abundance of compassion, and securely nestled in the safety of principle, nourishment, family, and tradition. Immediately, it’s easy to interpret that she (who also goes by the name ‘Annie’; ‘Anna Belle’, ‘Anna Lee’ and ‘J’ throughout the story) is indeed a spirited leader with a genuine, zealous will to live life happy, and to the fullest degree! In the beginning, Author Lee efficiently exemplifies the natural “infectious” internal light little Annie possesses by recapping the earlier years of her […]
It is amazing how being a creative soul–is an entity unto itself.. Makes no matter, what genre we speak, it affects us. You could be a creator of, say, design, in all that broad spectrum. Or you could be an ”idea man/gal’ and create concepts or business plans or strategies It may be in the arts–again in all that broad spectrum.. The point?? Creativity, passionate, tenacious creativity DOES take courage. It can add to your persona in the broad strokes..or detract.. How? Here’s an example. I was recently speaking to a fellow writer out of Texas and he was saying how so many writers avoid relationships for ”normal’ people cannot possibly understand that writing –is not a choice….a light-switch…a punch-the-clock kind of lifestyle.. (sound familiar, Creators?) Even two WRITERS cohabiting can fall into jealousies and questions about commitment and such.. Bottom line- Most think we creatives (and there are a lottt of you in my circle –a LOT!) are gifted and lucky..Perhaps in most ways we are…but in other ways———hmm. A wondrous curse? Onwards.. @BoomerNovel
Looking forward to an AWESOME, AWESOME fall of 2017 full of promise and grand surprises…. I am thrilled to be participating in the world class Celtic Colours Festivals on the Cabot Trail in Cape Breton, Nova Scotia, among other things. What do YOU have planned that will bring colour to your soul? Will you join me in my resolve to seek out moments of joy and happiness this autumn of ’17? Together we will MAKE IT SO! For we DO have a choice. We can allow despair and negativity to control our daily. Or we can take charge and release the hidden inspiration that is within ALL of us–if we will only let it shine. Let it outwards-. And allow THAT to direct our lives, instead… Let grace, happiness and positivity reign supreme. Let’s make a choice., shall we? Onwards from my house to your house in sweet solidarity..
Goodd MORNINGGGGGG my peeps. It’s gonna be another gorgeous fall day here Bedford, Nova Scotia! Today I am saluting THE BOOK…That thing we readers allll take for granted will always be our companion… No matter HOW down or sad or lonely, there is always ”the book’.. No matter what question we have or ‘big happening’ in our lives, we always have ”the book’ to refer back to, guide us through or motivate us to keep going. “The book” is like a kindred spirit. It is a place we can fall into and hide if we need to or go to for to for solace. Somehow we can run away when we read. It’s like we feel when we are with a Kindred Spirit. We feel all powerful and are calmed and our hearts quieted when we read. WE meet the most INCREDIBLE souls when we read–our lives are expanded sideways and deeply and our world becomes full of colour and magic when we read.. I could go on and on for in my 68 years–58 if I said reading years ‘the book’ has been my salvation too many times to count.. SOO–it is my honour and privilege to add to […]
I LOVE NEW DAYS!!! New beginnings. Clean slates– Today, going into this weekend in early September, 2017, is a day of looking in the mirror, with my dear Jenn in mind, practicing affirmation… WE USED TO DO IT EVERY SINGLE DAY TOGETHER.. SO THIS ONE IS FOR you JENNIFER, who we lost just yesterday, 2016. At age 48…YOU HAD just GOT A NIEW JOB…so..it’s a whatif.. This one is also for we ladies and gents who are in transition this new season with this fresh new page.. I am right now Dressing for that affirmation of success in my mind–seeing my style and look in Pammyland of yesteryear.. As I prepared to start my day today–I looked back to other decades in my life when I had earned the right to run my own corporations with 70 employees in my roster. Or preparing to teach as I set up a training class somewhere in some hotel room in some city in Canada. Or writing the next scene for the stage show i had produced.. And here I am now–a simple writer.. Writing the next scene for the next book in the series.. Before this morning I would have said–“”my life […]
Writing. It’s like a first kiss. MANY of us have been through it. Here’s the deal. I have been TRYING to write. Each day I waltz around it. Each day I have an hour to kill I open my word processor to JWalking, Book 2 of the Holy snappin’! series. Or my side novel, Omeerotica. Then there is the screenplay. Agent query letters. Whatever the ongoing project, which is everything on the list. And then some. YOU know how it goes. I have ALL this intent. Then I drift away to blogging. Or daydreaming.. Or, whatever. Weirdly, it IS like a first kiss. Remember? YOU know the feeling! TERRIFYING. My stomach is clenched. I shake. My hands rest in the keyboard, if I even GET that far. Then-nothing. Writing/editing is much, much harder than non-writers could imagine. In my particular case, it is a huge responsibility now that I have fans in readers of my first novel, Call me J, who are depending on my to do at least as good a write as I did for my debut manuscript. YIKES! Fact is….. I am frozen in place. My words swirl in my mind like molasses..I am fraught with indecision. […]