Strong Winds From Nowhere


Strong Winds From NowhereStrong Winds From Nowhere is a fiction story by Ronit Galapo.  It is the story of Tasha, a young girl who is beautiful and wise beyond her years, and her journey to both discover her humanity and embrace the challenge of her destiny.

The story is inspiring and empowering through weaving fantasy, wisdom, and courage.  It tells as a parable, in order to show a Truth.  I can’t help but feel like I am on the edge of understanding as I read the book, but that I just couldn’t quite catch the full message.  Perhaps this is a story to be read and re-read, with each encounter opening the door a bit broader to understanding.

The story is a quick read which flows very well and captured me; in many areas I found myself wondering more about the characters and events. However, parables seem to be pointed and economical with words, and such is the same for this story.

Hay House gifted me this book of my choice in exchange for my thoughts about it, as part of the Book Nook Blogger program. 

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Quantum Creativity

Quantum CreativityQuantum Creativity is a wonderful balance of science and philosophy by Amit Goswami, Ph.D. Dr. Goswami is a theoretical quantum physicist, so this book has a scientific background and explanation for the concept that we create our own reality. Yet at the same time the author’s voice is quite human and easy to relate to.

I especially appreciated the author’s focus on creativity, and its energetic interrelationship. This is a fresh, new exploration within quantum physics for me, and I am simultaneously condensed and expanded. (A downward causation concurrently showcasing the field of potentiality?? Ha ha)

In reading this book, I finally discovered my concise response to use when asked in physics conversations. (Yes, I actually have these.)  When replying to Newtonian counterparts with the comment of, “I’m actually more of a quantum physics gal,” I would invariably be asked to explain. I would attempt to share the idea of creating reality, the Law of Attraction, and the universal field, only to watch scientific minds find my explanation to be amusing and then dismissed.

However, after reading this book I now have a simplified, common-language response to use that will enable minds to remain open to further conversation:

Newtonian physics = everything is made of matter.

Quantum physics = everything is made of energy.

Anyone who is interested in the language of energy will appreciate this book, whether you are science-minded or not.  If you are drawn in any way, no matter how remotely, to a scientific aspect as well, you will be particularly glad you picked this one up.

Hay House gifted me my choice of this book through their Book Nook blogger program, in exchange only for my honest opinion of it. 

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Percolate: Let Your Best Self Filter Through


PercolateElizabeth Hamilton-Guarino has crafted a very creative and inspiring book. She explores the corollary of self-improvement strategies through the fresh analogy of coffee:

  • Allow for change to brew
  • Choose a bolder brew
  • Create your own best blend
  • Grow from bean to brew
  • Brew strength
  • Expresso yourself
  • Chillax and have an iced coffee
  • Buy the next round
  • Percolate peace

The author is the creator of The Best Ever You Network online community and radio show.  She has used her experiences of “thrive and survive” to inspire and empower others.

“Percolate” is the author’s metaphor for “how you can move forward with growing awareness, live in the present moment, and experience greater joy and peace.” She encourages readers to “never give up on living your best life every day.”

This book presents helpful, inspirational, supportive guidance in a brand-new way.  New seekers will gain from this material; seasoned journey-makers will be tickled at the fresh approach.  The author’s voice is engaging, her style is welcoming, and her humor is infectious.

“Smiles are infectious; frowns are, too.  Which infection do you want?”  –Elizabeth Hamilton-Guarino

I was not paid to endorse this book, whether monetarily or with coffee.  Hay House gifted me the book in exchange for my honest opinion of it.  Love of coffee not required for love of this book.

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Miracles Now

Miracles Now

Miracles Now is an easily assimilated approach to improving your life.  Gabrielle Bernstein has laid out “108 Life-Changing Tools for Less Stress, More Flow, and Finding Your True Purpose.” She’s right; they work.  It’s worth your time.

For many readers these shared concepts are not new–and yet you will find them to be supportive, helpful reminders of action you can take to help you on your path, right where you are. Short. Sweet. Immediate. Ahh.

Each of the 108 tools is presented in the same pattern, and is easily broken down into a bite-sized nugget of wisdom: it opens with a descriptive title, continues with an entry of exploration and understanding, and closes with a Tweetable message. If you choose to follow and add to Twitter, simply use #MiraclesNow as suggested with each Tweetable. If not, enjoy the synopsis message to carry in your heart!

This book can be used in a variety of ways.  Although I began using it as a daily meditation, I quickly decided I couldn’t wait 108 days to finish!  A few a day, when I created a moment to enjoy, was incredibly fulfilling for me. Now, I will go back and use the table of contents to revisit whichever topic jumps out at me for that day.

Gabrielle’s writing style is wonderful to read–it’s as if you and she are sitting on your own couch with your feet tucked under you, simply visiting.

This book makes a necessary addition to anyone’s spiritual supplemental reading, and is a no-brainer as a gift to give as well.

I received this book from Hay House in exchange for my honest opinion of it.  No paid endorsements here, just sharing the love!

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Gonna be late, Mom–car on fire.

My husband and I were dozing in bed with our phones on the nightstands, only half-asleep until our high school sons returned home safely.  It’s common (and expected!) practice in our home to keep in touch by texting: they send a heads-up before they leave for home, we appreciate the respect, and they get to go out again in the future.  This particular night one son was returning from a closing shift at work, the other from an out-of-town baseball game.

Sophomore Son sends his message: Heading home.

Me The Mom replies: See you soon!  Watch out for deer.

Said son arrives home, checks in with us face-to-face, goes to bed, and the house settles again into semi-slumber.

Senior Son sends his message: Stopped at farm down the road. Car on fire.

Me The Mom flies out of bed, instantly awake and exclaiming “WHAT?!?”

Hero Hubby is now also awake, asking me what’s going on.  I read the text aloud to him in a daze, then rush upstairs out of our basement bedroom for better cell phone reception. At the top of the stairs I place the call to Senior Son.

Voicemail is not a reassuring option in these circumstances.  Just saying.

Hero Hubby arrives calmly upstairs, fully dressed. “Any more info?” he smoothly asks as he reaches for the truck keys on his way out the door.

“No!” I reply as I frantically stab out a text: Just called. Can’t get through. Call asap.

“Well, at least we know where he’s at.  I’ll go take a look,” Hero Hubby says as the door gently sighs shut behind him. I continue pounding out messages:

Me The Mom: Call.  Are you okay?  Call now.

No response.  To be fair, I gave it a very long wait of an eternal seven seconds.  All right, probably five. At the most.

Me The Mom: Call. Now. Dad is on his way. Are you okay??  Call.

I was working on the next steadily intensifying message when Senior Son’s call came through. Sweet relief at an actual voice, and God bless technology.

It turns out his car wasn’t on fire at all: however, a van that had hit a deer head-on and then tried to continue driving, was.  (No one was hurt.  Well…no people were hurt….) A roadblock had been set up by the police, fire trucks, and ambulance, and no one was getting through.  Our son was simply trying to let us know that he was going to be later than anticipated, and he didn’t want us to worry.

Not worry, with that message?!?

To be fair, his first words upon coming through the door back home were, “I am so sorry!  I reread the text and can totally see how you thought it could be me!  But, um, Mom, if my car was on fire…don’t you think I would have called instead of texted?!?”

All bets are off with teenagers.  And mothers of such.

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What I had in my Mama head…which actually is very close to what happened.

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