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New Release! The Mutinous Boomer Audiobook!

27 May

ImageNEW Audiobook Release! I’m thrilled to report that my Mutinous Boomer book can now be downloaded and listened to! The grand and glorious actress, Della Cole, who starred in our production of “Letters from the Front” for many years, is the narrator. My book has been graciously described as “5* Soul Candy!” Della makes each morsel delightful! In the coming days I’ll be blogging about our long association and how this audiobook came about. But, for now, I just wanted to share the excitement of having my book sound so very beautiful and would love to hear your thoughts on it.

Now on Amazon, Audible and iTunes – just in time for summer travel!  http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007H0RS60

 Marsha – The Mutinous Boomer!

Confessions of an Instinctively Mutinous Baby Boomer and her Parable of the Tomato Plant

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The Tiny Wizard Miracle – or is it? You decide!

31 Jan

Have you ever thought something so random that it occurred to you an angel might be whispering in your ear? Ever felt the hair stand up on the back of your neck and thought something special was about to happen? Did you wonder what it meant and try to listen or did you just brush it away?

Well, for me, I’ve been trying to figure out how to listen better. Whether it’s angels or what, I know we are given clues about the right path to take. When I’ve ignored those clues, I’ve always regretted it. But whenever I listen to them, better yet, acted on them, it’s always worked out for the best. And sometimes it’s worked out astonishingly well! In little ways and in big ones.

Case in point. This is a little one, mind you, but it reminded me in no uncertain terms to PAY ATTENTION!

Several months ago we moved to a house with lots more room, so I was able to get many things out of storage and in the process had the extremely fun experience of discovering treasures I hadn’t seen in years. For once I had the luxury of a little time in the move and I could sort through all the boxes to see which of my prized possessions would be a part of my life again, what would be thrown or given away and what would go back into a box for another time.

When that job was done I realized I was missing one cherished piece: a tiny 2″ tall pewter figurine of a wizard holding a small crystal in his left hand and a staff in his right. He had not been in storage over the years; for more than 25 years he had been on my mantle wherever we lived. He had been a gift and was symbolic of many things – I loved that little wizard. But now, after sorting through every single box, I had no idea where he was.

One morning about two months after the move, I was reading an inspirational book to get my mind focused on the day’s tasks. It was an early one by Wayne Dyer. I was at the end of the book and he was talking about how important a spirit of generosity is in finding your own spiritual path to manifesting your dreams and desires in life. It suddenly (randomly!) occurred to me I needed to write down the address of a woman I had recently been put in touch with. She is very active in helping the military, and I had a huge batch of letters I needed to send to her that I had collected for American troops stationed overseas. She had the contacts to get the letters in the hands of our soldiers.

OK, now pay attention (which is what I was being told to do!). This was something good I was supposed to do. I wasn’t thinking about it at all, but it was put on my mind while I was reading about “a spirit of generosity” and I didn’t think a thing about it at the time, except to find her email before it got buried in the mass of contacts I had recently made. I didn’t think about it having to do anything with what I had just read. I just acted when I felt the urge. I found the email and as I was printing out her address I thought I should go ahead and weigh the letters to see how much it was going to cost to ship them, so I could plan for the expense.

I had put the boxes on the shelf in my office closet. They were so heavy that I didn’t want to haul them into another room to weigh them on a table like I normally would. I just wanted to do the quickest, easiest thing and plop them in front of the closet. So I placed the scale on the floor and pulled a couple of big boxes down on top of the scale. The thing is, the boxes were so large that I couldn’t see the reading on the scale. I had to get down on the floor, with my face laying on the ground to see what the weight was. I turned my head to the side to get around the bulk of the boxes and what did I see on the floor behind the closet door? My beloved Wizard!

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He was in such an odd, hidden spot, I don’t think I would have ever have seen him if I hadn’t done this specific action, with my head on the ground, turned sideways – the action that some sort of instinct had lead me to.

I happily greeted him back into the fold, checked to see how much it was going to be to send 50 pounds of letters and went back to my reading, with my little Wizard now on my desk. I had finished that first book, but wanted to continue reading that morning, so I started a more recent book by Dyer, “The Power of Intention.” Right up front in Chapter 1 it says, quoting Carlos Castaneda, “Intent is a force that exists in the universe. When sorcerers (those who live of the Source) beckon intent, it comes to them and sets up the path for attainment, which means that sorcerers almost always accomplish what they set out to do.”

I was taken aback by the reference to the sorcerer when I had just found my Wizard! Clearly some sort of communication or connection was happening! Several pages later… “Activating intention means rejoining your Source and becoming a modern-day sorcerer. Being a sorcerer means attaining the level of awareness where previously inconceivable things are available.”

First off, thank you, once again, Wayne Dyer for sharing your incredible insight and wisdom with us. And secondly, OK, I’m really paying attention now! This was no coincidence. Call it angels whispering in my ear, call it the continuing but often unrecognized miracles that are happening all the time, all around us, but when I listened, acted on what I “heard” it was then confirmed to me that the whole process of PAYING ATTENTION is not only valid, but can change our lives if we let it!

To remind you, this blog is based on three premises:

– Angels are real.

– You can live as if everything is a miracle.

– And there is a good reason that “dog” is God spelled backwards.

I think I covered angels and miracles here, but what about dogs? Well, my ever curious shaggy-haired sort of a little black lab named Shadow, was on the floor with me, his nose on the ground, looking to see what in the world was Mom doing? Keeping me grounded to reality and that life is ever so much fun are always my dogs. Shadow is one of The Dogs I’ve Loved – the subject of my next blog.

May all those who read this be blessed with joy and the awareness of all the miraculous things happening around you every moment of every day!

Marsha

Marsha Roberts

Author of “Confessions of an Instinctively Mutinous Baby Boomer”

http://www.mutinousbabyboomer.com/

Angels, Miracles & Dogs – Sending Angels to NJ, NY, CT & Beyond!

8 Nov

Today is 11-8-12 and I have an angel idea. Like millions of Americans, I started my day by watching the footage unfold in the aftermath of Sandy (and now the Nor’easter) on the New Jersey coast and in places in New York like Queens and Staten Island and even up through Connecticut and beyond. For those of us who have done a good deal of traveling, we know those places, those people, and it’s heart wrenching to see what they’re going through.

You might be wondering what you can do to help. If you are blessed with a regular paycheck, you can certainly donate to the organizations that are doing good work on the ground there. If you are located in the area and have not been affected by the storm, you can volunteer your time and physically help, as we’ve seen so many wonderful people do. But, for the millions of us who aren’t located anywhere near the disaster area and don’t have the luxury of extra cash right now, there’s no reason for us to feel helpless. There is something we can do that I’m doing right now. We can send angels to help. And I mean that sincerely.

For those of you who aren’t familiar with the concept of actual angels, let me back up a bit. I became aware of the existence of angels when I was young and a nurse in the ICU. But I never had a clear vision of my angels until years later when I started traveling on a regular basis as a business woman.

When I would board a plane I realized that angels were all around the airport. I’m not kidding, I’m speaking literally: angels were there and always went with me on my travels. Ask anyone who has ever boarded a plane with me and they’ll tell you.

Once I get seated on a plane, my angels start preparing for takeoff. These gals all have leather fighter pilot jackets on because they are ace fliers. Some of them have close fitting leather helmets with their hair tucked neatly inside. Others like to have their hair blowing in the wind. They all have goggles and they all have large, magnificent wings.

Every angel has her specialty. There’s one angel who’s an engineer and she is zipping through the interior of each engine and all other complex parts of the airplane, making sure everything is all right. If our takeoff is delayed because of mechanical problems, I know my angel pointed out the trouble to the ground crew.

Another angel is in the cockpit with the pilots. She’s looking over the control panel, analyzing all of the flight data and coordinating her findings with the engineer angel. If she finds a problem, she whispers in the ear of one of the pilots so he can make sure it is taken care of before we leave.

The rest of them position themselves under each wing of the plane, several per wing, one beneath the tail and one under the nose. As the engines rev up, they stop chatting and get serious, put their goggles in place and extend their wings. When the plane begins moving, the angels walk underneath and get ready for takeoff.  The plane picks up speed and they run faster and faster until — lift off! The angels have us safely in the air and all is well.

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been flying and there has been turbulence or some other concern. During these situations I’ve told other passengers about my angels and it never fails to give people comfort. No one ever tells me they don’t believe me. I guess it’s kind of like believing in Santa Claus when you’re a kid, just in case it’s true, they want to make sure they have all their bases covered.

When you think of how many people there are on this planet, think of how many angels there must be available to watch over us, help us. Countless! So I’m imagining battalions of angels floating through the sky like paratroopers, surveying what’s below and seeing where the greatest need is. Yep, mine have on flight jackets and goggles, and when they land we see that their parachutes were actually their wings folded beautifully over their heads. They go to every single person, home, place that needs their help. They guide rescuers to those who are the most needy and they comfort those who are afraid. They protect and encourage and, ultimately, assist in all manner of miracles happening.

Some of you will find what I’m talking about very easy to imagine. Others will think this is fiction. Regardless, most of you know how powerful our thoughts can be (by the way, the book “The Power of Positive Thinking” first published in 1952, is still being re-printed and is still valid!). Think of how different the outcome has been in situations in your life when you thought positively instead of negatively. If you can imagine angels by the millions arriving to assist those in northeast who are in dire need – great! If not, send your powerful, loving and positive thoughts. Call it prayer if you like. Just know that we are not helpless, we are all connected and we can make a difference, even from a distance.

Remember, this blog is based on three premises:

– Angels are real.

– You can live as if everything is a miracle.

– And there is a good reason that “dog” is God spelled backwards.

So, today I’ve given you angels and miracles, but what about the dogs? May angels help all of the beloved pets (yes, even cats!) to find their owners, to find homes and shelter. And, when they are reunited, we know what miraculous comfort those sweet creatures will be to the people who love them.

I just stopped for a minute and told my dog Smokey McDoggerson what a great dog he is and how much I appreciate his sweet spirit in my life.

I hope my version of angels made you smile and imagine what your angels might look like! Find reasons to feel blessed this day and send those grand feelings to those who need our best and most positive thoughts, efforts and prayers.

Marsha

Marsha Roberts

Author of “Confessions of an Instinctively Mutinous Baby Boomer”

http://www.mutinousbabyboomer.com/

 

Angels, Miracles and Dogs – Getting started on Halloween…

31 Oct

Today is 10-31-12 which, besides being Halloween, is Dale Evans’ 100th birthday. And since I was a Baby Boomer Cowgirl, complete with a Dale Evans skirt and hat, it seems fitting that I begin this blog by honoring Dale. Thank God I was a kid when the likes of Roy Rogers and Dale Evans were on TV. 1A-MCU-CowgirlPlus, Dale’s first book in 1953 was entitled “Angel Unaware” which touched the lives of millions of people. Need I say more.

If you don’t know who Roy Rogers and Dale Evans are, you might not like this blog, because I’m a Boomer through and through. I like to think of myself as a Mutinous Baby Boomer. So, perhaps, even if you aren’t a Boomer, but are feeling a little mutinous, you might enjoy joining me on this blog from time to time.

This blog is based on three premises:

– Angels are real.

– You can live as if everything is a miracle.

– And there is a good reason that “dog” is God spelled backwards.

Why? Because I’m tired of zombies, dark themes and everybody talking about how tough times are. Yeah, times are tough, but the more we talk about it, the tougher it all seems. I for one am tuning out all of the negativity and am focusing on the happy. Hence angels, miracles and dogs! It’s that simple!

Now you might think that with this premise I’m going to be writing about religion in some form or another. Nope. This is not about religion, it’s about life. Living every day as if it were the greatest gift you could possibly receive and getting a kick out of the fact that we are spiritual beings at the same time that we are human beings. We don’t have to pretend to be mystical and invent romantic vampires, we actually are mystical and magical!

Instead of thinking about the possibility of some kind of zombie apocalypse, why don’t we imagine an Angelic Revolution or a Bombardment of Miracles? And how do dogs fit in? Well, I’ve sure had encounters with dogs that seemed like they were angels in disguise – haven’t you?Smokey6-03porch

Case in point. I saw a great story the other day on YouTube about this dachshund who adopted an abandoned baby kitten. We’ve all seen these types of stories before, always very heartwarming, but this one had a different twist to it. A family found this tiny speck of a kitten in a shoe box at a recycling center. You might say that this was sheer coincidence, but in my world, an angel had protected that little fellow in the box and pointed it out to the family so this miracle could happen and remind us how special life can be.

When they brought this half-dead, teeny kitten home, their three year old dachshund immediately took him in. This sweet dachshund had never had puppies before, but when she started taking care of this sick little kitten, she spontaneously began to make milk to feed him! Think about that for a second. Never had puppies, her body had never gone through the process of producing milk, but her deep desire to help this kitten caused a miracle to happen in her body – that’s what it was, a miracle of love.

And there you have it, angels and a miracle and a dog, all in one story!

By the way, as you may know, I took my miracle line from Albert Einstein. I mean, if you’re going to take a line from someone, he might as well be brilliant! What Einstein actually said was, “There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle.” Obviously I’ve chosen the latter.

I’ll be writing as often as I can. Please feel free to share your own stories about angels, miracles and dogs. We’ll mutiny against all of the negativity together and smile our way to better times ahead.

Oh, and by the way, Dale Evans had a great dog: Bullet The Wonder Dog! He was actually her and Roy’s pet and he starred in their TV show with them. He always seemed to know who the villains were, tackled them when he needed to and could even untie Roy and Dale when the bad guys got the best of them. What a dog!Bullet_Dale

Marsha Roberts

Author of “Confessions of an Instinctively Mutinous Baby Boomer”

http://www.mutinousbabyboomer.com/

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