My 40th Birthday Weekend – I Went on a Ghost Hunt

I am a total ghost geek.

I watch every ghost hunting show that comes along. I don’t stick with them all, but I take a gander to see if I like it.

So one of my bucket list/45X45/50X50 items was a ghost hunt.

And I managed to swing my way into a ghost hunt right here in Indiana at the Randolph County Infirmary.

It was through a company, and though there were issues, it was a really cool way to spend my 40th birthday weekend.

There were 40 of us there (issue primo uno). There was instruction on the devices, and a session with their psychic.

Then we went on our hunt.

I willingly went alone into a very dark, creepy, boiler room to do a solo EVP recording where I got pushed on the shoulders (so cool).  Unfortunately my EVP session was contaminated by the people talking super loud in the next room, and the people walking heavily up and down the stairs.

I caught orbs in my pictures, and got to use EMF detectors and Spirit Boxes. It was awesome.

I’m not one of those people that got mopey and depressed over my 40th. Even through the rough year I was having…but this?

This was an awesome way to spend my birthday. I want to do it again. With less people, in a more notorious place.

Hubby is all in with me.

Next stop…Waverly Hills. Next year…hopefully.

 

 

 

Erik’s Disney Crush

My husband has a big crush.

I suppose I should be jealous.

I mean, she’s super cute, sweet, clever, and talented.

It’s Tinkerbell.

I can’t compete with that…

except she’s a fairy.

So I can, a wee bit.

After all, he can’t forever live where they shrink you down to fairy size.

Right?

Right?

 

Enter the World of The Tribe

In the time before time, there was one great Tribe on the great continent of what is now the America’s.

Many of the Tribe’s people possessed great magic.

There were Shifters – those who had within them a second Spirit, that of an animal which they could turn into at will, and had to turn into at the full moon or suffer great pain.

Over time, the Elders saw the arrival of the men from over the great water and knowing of the utter destruction to creatures such as the Fae, and knew they needed to protect themselves. They withdrew their presence to a large portion of woods in what would become Canada. The natives they left behind divided into tribes, and adopted a general modesty, preferring to remain clothed, unlike their magical ancestors that didn’t care much about clothes because of their need to Shift.

The Tribe grew to live in complete secrecy on magically protected lands over hundreds of years, and many generations.

Thought they remained stuck in the old ways, one young woman craved more.

An abnormality even among her people, she was joined by a companion Wolf Spirit, though she had no marking at birth indicating she would, like so many people.

Her behavior, and the suspicious circumstances under which her Wolf joined her life, she struggles against the old ways and her role within the Tribe.

The Tribe series follows this young woman, Nirvelli Misu, through her growth and navigating love, and mate-hood.

An Urban Fantasy ripe with love, loss, pain, deception, family, friendships, and mystery.

Join Nirvelli, Reed (her childhood sweetheart), Kane (the Wolf Shifter that has claimed her as his mate), Noelle, and many more.

From the hidden lands of the Tribe, to California, this rag-tag family learns how to cope with who they are, even if it threatens to kill them.

Find them at your book retailers today:

The Tribe:

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Print: | Amazon | Createspace | BN |
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The Wolf:

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The Chief:

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The Raven:

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Moon Magic – Etsy Shop

Earlier this year I got on a crafty kick. I figured out a way to make pendants that were hand painted, and rolled with it.  In the end, I opened up an Etsy shop that has a few of my favorite things all for sale.  It’s been fun, and I hope you like what I have to offer.

While I started with pendants, and tarot/oracle readings, I’ve begun to expand.

I love photography, especially when I get to photograph animals and flowers. So I went in and added the ability to order prints of some of my favorite photos.

Of course, what would an Etsy shop of mine be without my books? Everything I have in print, is available in the shop.

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First up is the reason I started the shop. The pendants.

Each pendant is hand-painted. I have managed to add details like the Wonder Woman symbol (my favorite), or the flowers you see on the pendant on the right.

Each pendant comes with a leather chain, but you have an option to purchase a silver chain as well.

I have such fun making these, and I wear mine all the time. Stock is lower as I’ve sold a few, but I’m adding more every day.

 

Second is the animal prints.

The zebra is the reason I started. It is, and remains my favorite photo I’ve ever taken. I am putting a print of it up in my office, actually.

I have quite a variety of different animals available, with more being added often.

From leaping lemurs, to flamingos (my mom’s favorite, so I had to), to the majestic lion, you should be able to find an animal you love here. If it’s not there now – expect to see it soon.

As well as the animals, I also have some beautiful orchid photos available.

These flowers are so easy to photograph. They are naturally beautiful, and therefore so easy to capture.

They’ll make a gorgeous accent to just about any room in your home.

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My books are also available, and with a special twist.

Each will come to you autographed, personalized if you mention so in the comment.

It’s a chance to get a copy of my books fully signed, directly from me instead of from a middle man like the zon.

As I publish more books in print, they’ll be added here.

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Last, but not least, is my tarot/oracle card readings.

Right now I have the options for one or three card readings, with a variety of cards available to choose from.

I really enjoy doing readings, and I love my cards, so I can’t tell you what to pick, but I will say that the two pictured here are my favorites. 😉

 

I will be adding a link at the top of the blog soon, but Christmas, and vacations, and such have delayed this from happening. For now, I hope you’ll head on over and check it out. It’s a fun little side gig that I’m adding new things to as often as I can.  I have a bunch of pendants still to list, and photos. So stay tuned. So much more is coming!

 

 

 

The Tale of the Bad Foot Gone Worse

*Apologies to podophobes around, as I am one, a post about a foot is so unappealing to us, I know…but it is a tale that needs told. A warning, if thou will.

Once upon a yesteryear I was a dancer. Tap, jazz, ballet. Group dances, solos, I even taught the young’uns how to dance. I started dancing at the age of 3, started teaching at the age of 10. In middle school I choreographed our musical. I loved to dance. I plan on reclaiming that love, but that is a post for another day. This post is about my feets.

As a dancer, my feet took a lot of abuse. Not as much as say, a prima ballerina in pointe shoes all the time, but they took abuse.

On top of that I have a genetic quirk I get from my mom. My big toes have been crooked from day one. Instead of sitting straight, they turn in.

I know, big toes turn in a little, is normal…but no.  Mine turned way in. Like, it nestled beneath the second toe all of my life. This natural “quirk” meant I have had ever-growing bunions from the teen years.

For many years they did not cause me pain. In fact, my running joke was that most people have to jam their toes into the points of heels, but my toes naturally had that shape.

They didn’t hurt…until they did.

In 2012 I first saw a podiatrist. He said we could fix the foot, but if it didn’t hurt, he suggested just watching it.

So we watched.

Then I started working in places where I stood on hard, unforgiving, concrete floors for 40 hours a week.

Then the pain edged its way in.

In 2013 I went to the podiatrist again. We scheduled a surgery.

One week before Christmas I went under the knife for the worst of the two feet. For six weeks I painfully remained off my feet, then painfully returned to walking. My podiatrist did not send me to physical therapy, just told me walking would return the flexibility to normal.

So I walked.

And I waited.

And I walked.

And I waited.

And the pain never got better.

I would be “okay” one minute, and the next the pain would spike through my big toe like you wouldn’t believe.

I had no flexibility.

Yoga (which I LOVE) was painful.

I waited three years. The pain wasn’t going away. There was no flexibility. I didn’t know what to do. Worse, my other foot was hurting me in ways my right foot never did.

So I went and found another podiatrist.

We sat and talked a long time about  my options. What surgery was possible. I had to choose between my left and right foot. The right foot would be a corrective surgery and in the doc’s words, “I don’t know what the last doc did, so I won’t know until I get in there what I will have to do for sure.”

Hubby and I talked it over, and finally decided to have corrective surgery on my right foot. I was not about to risk surgery on a perfectly good foot when my right foot still hurt.

So in 2016, I had a corrective surgery done on my right foot.

Afterwards I had high hopes. The pain was far less for this surgery. My surgeon had me walking pretty much immediately after (in a cast). Things were looking up.

Then they took off the bandages and my toe was straight!  My foot looked like a Franken-foot…but dang, was that toe straight!

I went to Physical Therapy and did everything he told me to do at home.

Hope was high.

Then the high began to wear off.

Because of the wire he installed in my second toe, there is no flexibility in it. I can’t point it.

Because (I would find out at a follow up appointment) of doing TWO surgeries on my big toe…I would, forever, have pain…because the double surgery caused arthritis (which I was not warned about).

In fact, instead of lying under the second toe, the big toe now having crept back toward crooked now pops up over top of the wired-stiff toe.

I don’t have as much pain as I did, but it’s still there. My toe is still not straight. I have lost all forward flexibility in two toes…but I can do yoga.

So there’s that.

I guess.

Long story short…no one is touching my left foot. Ever.

I want to dance again…and I might be able to do it with one bum foot.

I won’t be able to if I let them near foot number 2.