I transcribed this for my grandfather, Bud Love, who came to me while meditating when I was visiting the Sacred Valley in Pisac, Peru. In the dream he was speaking to me through a yellow rose that smelled just like my Nanny, Bonnie Love. It is my intention to publish (looking for a publisher and accepting offers) this poem along with some 50 others in my new book PachaMama Prattle. I am giving you a sneak peak because today is my grandmother’s birthday. Happy Birthday Nanny. There will never be another rose as sweet.
And because I kept going despite my mind trying to deny me my power, I now have this story to tell you. If you felt the power please understand that the duality going on inside of me is the illusion we are all trying to flee.
You will be honored not regretted. You will be a day we celebrate. The day peace on earth began. We won’t segregate the days as time dissolves, but we will never forget. It was a Monday, and she was the best day yet. ~ Juls ❤
Nicknames. For most they are a term of endearment. To call someone by a shorter version or totally different pet name is a sign you feel love for them. I recall as a child when someone called me “Juls” instead of the usual “Julie”, my heart would get a little buzz, a flutter feeling like I was more to them than my name originally presented. … Read More Juls Without the “e”
The power was out most of the day here in Costa Rica because our amazing country is changing the power lines to save the monkeys. I took the opportunity to stay outside during the outage until the evening. I did my yoga and meditation under a tree. Not unusual, but I let myself stay longer knowing my computer had limited battery. I had a … Read More BE in LOVE
Oh I can’t possibly get a darn thing done today. This rain is the rain that helps you make excuses for everything. Sure I could put on my raincoat and boots. I could easily hop on my bike to trek into town. The mile and a half is nothing for my quadruple decade body that calls it my exercise now. It has to be done at … Read More Let go!
I spent some time on the edge contemplating the fall No one knows how close I came to turning from it all I stood on the cliff debating if I’d lost touch with reality I gave up everything to follow this faint nudge in me Jump and test wings newly invented Or walk away and forget you existed You feel enlightened while you follow your soul Something in you knows … Read More Fight to Flight
Write fearlessly. That is the advice I would like to give to those dreaming to write for a living. Write like no one will ever see what you are doing. Tonight I spent some time going through the old journals I did not burn. Still these un-burned pages contain traces of my insecurity to keep my words. I look at passages I scribbled through—not just marked out … Read More Write Fearlessly
Rejection hurts. I spent over a year after completing a manuscript full of controversy and honest lies trying to fit that out of the box work of art back into a package they’d accept only if my voice was disguised. Publisher rejection, editor inspection, even a few family and friends gawked cautiously at my abrasive attempt at honesty. To be true to my voice that … Read More REJECT ME