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Sunspots by Karen S. Bell @KarenSueBell

Posted on Monday, December 9, 2013

Sunspots

Sunspots follows the healing journey of a young woman thrown into the horror of losing a spouse. It is a love story of loss and redemption and the ghosts that haunt our lives and our houses. Skirting the genres of magical realism and romance, Sunspots, explores the existence of the afterlife and the paranormal. The story takes the reader on a path of high emotion as the narrator, Aurora, uncovers her husband Jake’s secret life and her own internal conflicts as she matures to self-awareness. The novel’s tone vacillates from irreverent humor to solemnity as Aurora relates her previous life with Jake and her present challenges. The title refers to the solar maximum which became the backdrop for Aurora’s conception when her hippy parents went to Canada to observe the Aurora Borealis. In name and in spirit, Aurora is connected to the observable and unobservable energy around us. With the help of friends, family, and the ghost of Viola Parker (her home’s original owner), Aurora accepts her fate and the secrets revealed about Jake’s true character. She realizes that in this life she will finally break the cycle of pain caused by her love for this man, Jake Stein, through the centuries.

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Genre – Contemporary romance, Magical Realism

Rating – PG-13

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#AmReading - Hearts Crossing by Marianne Evans @Marmo212

Posted on Sunday, December 8, 2013

Hearts Crossing by Marianne Evans

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“How do you feel about God, Collin?”
“I don’t.”
Collin Edwards, a former parishioner at Woodland Church of Christ, has renounced God without apology, his faith drained away in the face of a tragic loss.
Daveny Montgomery cares deeply about her relationship with God and the community of Woodland. But lately she's been in a rut, longing for something to reignite her spiritual enthusiasm.
A beautification project at Woodland seems the answer for them both. Daveny spearheads the effort and Collin assists—but only with the renovations, and only because he wants to know Daveny better.
Despite his deepening feelings for her, even stepping into the common areas of the church stirs tension and anger.
Can Daveny trust in Collin’s fledgling return to faith? And can Collin ever accept the fact that while he turned his back on God, God never turned his back on him?

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Living in Grace: The Shift to Spiritual Perception by Beca Lewis @becalewis

Posted on Saturday, December 7, 2013

The 4th Step To Shift—Learn Perception Rules.

There is one “law” in the physical universe that can never be overturned or negated. The law that “Perception produces reality and what is perceived to be reality magnifies.” And its corollary: “An error in the premise must appear in the conclusion.”—Mary Baker Eddy, Science And Health With Key To The Scriptures.

Our point of view produces the visible. We verify what we believe through our senses and then agree that what we have verified is reality. With this agreement our personal reality reproduces itself again and again. Every reproduction creates a stronger belief. Belief produces emotion. Emotion strengthens our belief and the cycle continues.

Nothing we experience is how it “really” is. Everything we experience is the out-picturing of our highest understanding of Truth. We are seeing our “point of view” and calling it reality.

The reality rut.

Something that keeps us from stepping over our personal cow gate are the ruts we live in. What is a rut? A rut is something that happens over and over and over again in much the same way. The more we do and live in the rut, the deeper it gets. We live in ruts because we are so busy taking care of our daily lives we think we don’t have the time or energy even to examine the ruts—let alone step out of them.

We get into ruts because we have forgotten that what we believe to be reality magnifies. We look at the reality we have created by our own thinking, and think again that it is real. Our belief strengthens. After all, we can see, feel, taste, and touch it, and get emotional about it. With each confirmation we receive from the outside world saying that lack and limitation are true, our rut gets deeper.

A newly sighted person, blind from birth, does not immediately see the people and things around him. He first sees light. From there he “learns” to see by listening and touching what is already familiar. In time, he sees the form. We know that after being given their sight, some people decide it is easier to stay blind, and revert to sightlessness.

Isn’t this decision just like most of us sometimes? We perceive a new truth and begin to move towards it. But it involves work, and what before seemed so difficult and limiting now becomes the easier path to take. We retreat to the familiar of what we already know.

However, we deserve more. Rut living is not what we were designed to do. It is not our purpose. Our purpose is to express our personal talents and gifts as an unlimited Spiritual being, not to be bound to the sense of lack inherent in rut living. We can Shift our thoughts into high gear, an expanded view, and accelerate into abundance.

To get out of any rut we have to Shift our beliefs about what is real. This is a Shift in thinking. Whatever we shift our thinking to becomes our reality.

When you Shift your point of view, the world Shifts with you. Why is this true? Because the world we call “real” exists only in our own perception.

Welcome to spaceship Earth.

Paradigm: Pattern: an outstandingly clear or typical example. A philosophical and theoretical framework of a discipline within which theories, laws, generalizations, and the experiments performed in support of them are formulated.

Point of view = paradigm = rut:

Ruts (paradigms) are dug inch by inch, even before we are born. Those eagerly—or not—awaiting our arrival are preparing both the mental and physical ground for our life. They begin by projecting whom we will look like. They attach hereditary beliefs to us. They envision our future. They already either like or don’t like the impact we are having and will have on their own lives.

Once we are born, it is almost as if we have crash-landed in alien territory. We are totally new to the life system in which we find ourselves. No matter what our family or culture, the lifestyle is already set up and we must learn to adjust and fit in. We began to understand what works and what doesn’t. We adapt in order to survive and hopefully to thrive.

We hear what people say about us and about how the world works, and we believe it. We decide to agree with what we are learning about being here at this time, in this state of consciousness we call Earth, because we want to fit in. In time we forget what we knew before we “landed”: that we are Spiritual—not material—beings. We start believing the current system of reality, whatever it may be. We have accepted the worldview. The master hypnotist—our culture—has us hypnotized.

We must change the way we see the world. We are in a crisis of perception. What we need is a new vision of the world.

—Fritjof Capra, The Turning Point

The eye refuses to see what the mind does not know.

—Deepak Chopra

How ruts work.

Ruts, a.k.a. paradigms, filter information. They provide evidence to us that tell us this is how life is, so don’t bother asking for more. Or they prove to us that we were always right, so therefore we have nothing more to learn. When we say, “This is who I am,” we are stating our paradigm.

A paradigm operates in much the same way as a computer file. The computer will feed back anything that has been put into it. It cannot receive, let alone understand, any information that does not fit exactly within parameters. When we go to the memory banks and pull up the file called “father,” for example, we will see on the screen everything we have told the computer about father, nothing more.

The most important function of a paradigm is to act as a filter. Every bit of information that comes to us is filtered through our paradigm. Only the information that fits into what is defined by the paradigm (such as home, country, spouse, parent) comes through. We never know about most information available to us because the paradigm says “no”.

Most of the time, our paradigm does not allow us the chance to make a decision about what we think we want to know. However, if the paradigm called “me” is broad enough to let the information reach a decision level, we will still “consciously” filter according to our idea of who and what we are and who we are capable of being.

We will say “no” to anything that does not fit our belief system. If there is any other reality available to us, we are effectively kept from knowing it. At this point, we are the paradigm.

Living In Grace

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Genre – Spirituality, Non-Fiction

Rating – G

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#AmReading - Twenty-Eight and a Half Wishes by Denise Grover Swank @DeniseMSwank

Posted on Friday, December 6, 2013

Twenty-Eight and a Half Wishes by Denise Grover Swank

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For Rose Gardner, working at the DMV on a Friday afternoon is bad even before she sees a vision of herself dead. She's had plenty of visions, usually boring ones like someone's toilet's overflowed, but she's never seen one of herself before. When her overbearing momma winds up murdered on her sofa instead, two things are certain: There isn't enough hydrogen peroxide in the state of Arkansas to get that stain out, and Rose is the prime suspect.

Rose realizes she's wasted twenty-four years of living and makes a list on the back of a Wal-Mart receipt: twenty-eight things she wants to accomplish before her vision comes true. She's well on her way with the help of her next door neighbor Joe, who has no trouble teaching Rose the rules of drinking, but won't help with number fifteen-- do more with a man. Joe's new to town, but it doesn't take a vision for Rose to realize he's got plenty secrets of his own.

Somebody thinks Rose has something they want and they'll do anything to get it. Her house is broken into, someone else she knows is murdered, and suddenly, dying a virgin in the Fenton County jail isn't her biggest worry after all.

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#AmReading - Angel in the Shadows by Lisa Grace @lisagracebooks

Angel in the Shadows by Lisa Grace

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Fifteen-year-old Megan Laughlin has a gift--or what seems like a curse at times. Megan sees angels and demons.
Megan knows her destiny is to protect her friends against dark angels who try to sway them into situations that can destroy their lives, their souls, and their eternity.
At school, she recognizes Judas, an über popular boy, as an evil angel hell-bent on destroying her and everyone she loves. As Judas spreads horrible rumors and overdoses two of her classmates at a rave, Megan realizes the enormity of his power. While classmates die, Megan, with the help of an angel, Johnny, and a team of friends will face the fight of their lives as they battle Judas.
Megan thinks God hasn't given her any "special" powers, but discovers she has what she needs as she confronts Judas and his seemingly unconquerable power.

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Order of the Seers by Cerece Rennie Murphy @CereceRMurphy

Posted on Thursday, December 5, 2013

Order of the Seers

What would you do if you held infinite power in the palm of your hand? Part One of the thrilling Order of the Seers trilogy poses this question within a story that fuses action, mystery, romance, and adventure in a science fiction novel that keeps you at the edge of your seat. Captured and enslaved for their extraordinary gift, a group of individuals, known as Seers, are forced to serve a ruthless world organization that uses the power of the Seers to exploit the ultimate advantage: knowing the future. While a brother and his Seer sister fight to evade the group that hunts them, an unlikely captured Seer, plots his escape from within the organization and sets off a chain of events that will change the world.

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Genre – Science Fiction

Rating – NC-17

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Pegasus by Marilyn Holdsworth @m_holdsworth

Posted on Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Prologue

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Gravel sprayed from beneath the tires as the truck pulled onto the open highway. Buddy Winters jerked the wheel to the right and headed toward Southern California’s I-5. He pushed his cowboy hat back and cursed as the pounding hooves in the horse van behind jolted the cab. He swore as he accelerated, “Goddamn Hammer Head.” He’d had trouble loading him in the first place. It took a blindfold and a rope around his rump to haul him on board.

“Jesus, what a pain in the ass this trip is gonna be with him stompin’ and yellin’ all the way,” he muttered. ’Course the pay was good, mighty good for only hauling three, but that Hammer Head made a dozen all by himself. But Vince Rossi was in a hurry to move him, so he’d come through with the cash, half up front and the rest when Buddy delivered. Buddy patted the wad of cash in his jeans pocket. Old Man Rossi would turn over in his grave if he saw how hard his son was pushing those animals. Buddy scowled at the memory of the senior Rossi. Never let me transport any of his horses, not after that bay cut her leg and came in lame, Buddy thought bitterly. Hell, not my fault she pitched the whole way.

“Enough to drive a man crazy, and now this nag today is every bit as bad,” he grumbled as he stomped on the gas. ’Course if he tossed him about a little to shut him up, the nag couldn’t talk. Even if he could, where he was going nobody would be listening. So what if he played with him a bit? Shouldn’t be shrieking like a banshee back there, stirring up the others. A crescendo of whinnying drowned out the twangy country song on the radio. Again Buddy cursed, and this time he hit the brakes hard, accelerated, and then hit them again. He repeated this three or four times. He heard the horse slam against the side of the van. “Shut up back there.” He turned up the radio. Yes, siree, he’d make good time and collect from Rossi, maybe get a little extra if he was ahead of schedule. Never could’ve worked with the old man. Hell, he expected you to go slow with them, treat them like royalty. Seemed like he wanted you to stop every couple of hours, shovel out the shit, and feed them sugar lumps laced with champagne. But not Vince. He was a gambling man and knew how to make money out of these hay burners. Just like he’d do if he owned them, Buddy acknowledged approvingly. Make the money and head for a tropical island with girls in the sun. Buddy smiled at the thought of girls. His expression soured again when he remembered he’d asked Millie to make this run with him, only to have her turn him down. Damn lonely out on the road. She should have come.

The truck picked up speed as it moved into the flat country. Buddy watched the rearview mirror carefully; no need to get pulled over. After all, he was after a bonus for early delivery. The miles fell away as the day wore on, interrupted only by the stomping of the horse in the van and Buddy’s violent stop-and-go driving. He’d known that horse was going to be trouble as soon as he’d looked at him. The sleek chestnut coat had shone in the sunlight, glistening like it had been sprinkled with gold. Never before had he seen a horse that color at the track. Most were bays or dark sorrels with an occasional gray, but this one had a different look and a different temperament to go with it. Defiant and proud, he dared anyone to try to beat him. Guess that was what Vince Rossi saw in him, too. The way he ran him, most horses would have broken down. How many races had he put him in one right after the other? Jeez, the guy was sure out to make the money, use them up, and get rid of them.

The van lurched again, this time smashing Buddy against the steering wheel, and he swore again. He checked the time and his location. Hell, just over the next ridge was the Quick Stop Café. Maybe he’d do just that, make a quick stop. And if he was lucky, that Tammy would be there serving the food and drinks. Tammy - what a dumb name for a kid stuck out in the sticks with no future and an old man about as dumb as her name sounded. With a name like that you’d think she was in the movies or on TV or something. But hell, she sure seemed friendly last time he came through. Maybe he’d get lucky, real lucky, this time. Like maybe her old man was out of town—that kind of lucky. Buddy smirked to himself. He prided himself on knowing women, and this little piece looked like she could use some action. Jeez, that tight little T-shirt was stuck down in her jeans so far that her tits poked out like buttons. He squirmed at the thought of Tammy and her T-shirts. Yeah, he’d make a stop. And if he got real lucky, like in-the-sack lucky, he’d make up the time by taking a shortcut he knew. Not a very good road, but it sure would cut off the miles, and a few bumps and grinds would do that old Hammer Head in the back some good. Yeah, he’d look in on Tammy.

Buddy guided the van into the parking area, where a few semi-trailer trucks were already scattered across the dirt lot. He climbed out of the cab and headed for the café. The restless pawing in the van made him hesitate for a moment. Maybe if he pitched them a little hay they’d settle down. But hell, he didn’t want to stop for that, and besides, no way did he want to give old Hammer Head more energy.

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Genre - Adventure / Romance

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