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Welcome to the WATCH #RWISA WRITE Showcase Tour, Day 10! #RRBC #RRBCWRW with Mary Adler @MAAdlerWrites

MARY ADLER PIC[1249]Thank you all for joining us today on this showcase tour being sponsored by RWISA (RAVE WRITERS – INT’L SOCIETY OF AUTHORS), an elite branch of the amazing RAVE REVIEWS BOOK CLUB! This showcase will feature 19 awesome writers, each having their own special day of being featured on multiple blogs.  We ask that after reading the written work of art by each RWISA Author, please click on the link to take you directly to the author’s profile page on the actual RWISA site.

Today we welcome author MARY ADLER!

 

WHERE IS THE EQUATOR OF HOPE?

by Mary Adler

Where is the equator of Hope?

The Prime Meridian for Love?

The coordinates of Joy?

And where are Lewis & Clark,

to run the rapids of envy

and resolve new paths to the heart?

 

Where is the 39th Parallel of desire?

The Northwest Passage to bliss?

The Gulf Stream that warms cold ashes?

And where dwells the Copernicus of Compassion,

who swears love spins on its own axis,

yet revolves around the other.

 

Where is the Mason Dixon line for the past?

The trade winds of remembrance?

The magnetic fields of memory?

And where is the Galapagos of grace,

where the self evolves to the selfless,

and the soul embraces the stranger?

 

Oh, where is the cartographer of Love,

To find True North of the heart

 

When love has gone south,

When East and West collide,

And all devolves to a point,

barely,

to a point.

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We ask that you also check out their books in the RWISA or RRBC catalogs.  Thanks, again for your support and we hope that you will follow each member along this amazing tour of talent!  Don’t forget to click the link below to learn more about this author:

Mary’s RWISA profile page

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Drop Dead Gorgeous: 19th Century #BeautyTips for the Aspiring Consumptive @DrtySexyHistory

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“Although having an active (rather than latent) case of consumption was all but a death sentence, it didn’t inspire the revulsion of other less attractive diseases until the end of the 19th century when its causes were better understood.”

Dirty, Sexy History

swoonPicture the ideal nineteenth century English beauty: pale, almost translucent skin, rosy cheeks, crimson lips, white teeth, and sparkling eyes. She’s waspishly thin with elegant collarbones. Perhaps she’s prone to fainting.

It shouldn’t be difficult to imagine; numerous depictions survive to this day, and the image is still held up as the gold standard for Caucasian women. At this point, it’s so embedded in the Western psyche as beauty that it doesn’t occur to us to question it. Of course that’s beautiful. Why wouldn’t it be?

By the nineteenth century, beauty standards in Britain had come a long way from the plucked hairlines of the late Middle Ages and the heavy ceruse of the Stuart period. Fashionable women wanted slimmer figures because physical fragility had become associated with intelligence and refinement. Flushed cheeks, bright eyes, and red lips had always been popular, particularly among sex workers (they suggested arousal), and women…

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How to cope with #cancer #treatment : @BlueHeronBW author Fanny Barry’s new release

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Today I’d like to welcome Blue Heron Book Works author Fanny Barry to talk about her re-release of I Wish I Knew:

Fanny: “So proud that my I Wish I Knew books for breast cancer patients, family, and friends have been republished! Nearly 15 years after the event, they are all together and in color, and available on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/0999146025 

“So blessed to still be here with them with the hope that they help others.
Thank you Blue Heron Book Works and my cousin and graphic designer extraordinaire Megan for making this happen. They could be the best thing I have done! But who knows, I am not done yet!”

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Fanny Barry’s trilogy, I Wish I Knew…Notes from a Breast Cancer Survivor is now in one full-color volume. Fanny gives wise and witty advice on coping with treatment, how to help friends who are undergoing treatment, and how to make sense of who you’ve become after undergoing cancer treatments.

About the author: Fanny Barry, a native of Boston, Massachusetts, is a writer, artist, engineer, and yoga teacher who wrote the I Wish I Knew books as part of her recovery process from breast cancer. She moved to Tulum, Mexico shortly after surviving cancer where she re-built her life from the ground up, literally. She recently published her memoir about her adventures in survival called Map of Life and Beauty. She manages a yoga studio and shalla in Tulum, Mexico called Tribal tribaltulum.com. She blogs at her website thatbarrygirl.com.

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LäGzz announces PURE WHITE LIGHT #musicvideo release #dance #edm

LäGzz announced the release of the video PURE WHITE LIGHT! This is the title track of the upcoming CD, to be released on February 23, 2018 by THE BUT! MUSIC GROUP.

Watch for the #releaseday FEB 23 #edm CD PURE WHITE LIGHT www.lagzz.com @butmusicgroup

The But! Music Group is excited to announce the February 23 release of the new electropop CD called PURE WHITE LIGHT by the band LäGzz! Watch this space for preorder links!

#RRBC “SPOTLIGHT” Author Blog Tour featuring Natalie Ducey! @NatalieDucey

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Congratulations to RRBC‘s Spotlight Author for September, none other than Natalie Ducey! Join me today as we welcome Natalie and celebrate the release of her newest book:

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Natalie: Thank you for joining me today on this third day of the “Spotlight” tour! Today, I’d love to introduce my second and recently published poetry collection, The Heart’s Lullaby.

The Heart’s Lullaby is a candid portrayal of love in all its splendor and pain. ♥

Book Blurb

Love, in its purest form, is tranquil and soothes the soul. But love, as is life, can sometimes be cruel and unjust with its paths of uncertainty and forced goodbyes. In essence, it is a journey of self-discovery. A continuous journey of becoming. Often, it becomes a delicate dance of holding on and letting go.

We linger in memories of ill-fated love; our minds can easily soil them, and our hearts can effortlessly polish them to perfection, altering their resemblance entirely. We can anchor ourselves to yesterday by zealous choice or solemn grief. So easily, we can become obsessed with what “might have been” and miss the beauty that lies before us. Our minds craft spectacular moments that will never be realized. Why? Is it self-indulgence, or are they necessary companions for our soul’s survival?

Love, its force so formidable, transcends time, distance, and even death. Eternal love is the epitome of its grandeur.

To feel the exquisite, majestic splendor of love is the greatest gift we can give or receive. To have another see the unique beauty in our imperfections, that will protect us and elevate us without greed or envy, a soul willing and proud to walk this journey of life with us and share in its joys and sorrows … this is love, a gift unmeasurable and unmatched by earthly possessions.

But two souls must be willing. Therein lies the intricate complexities of the heart. And in the end, we must never forget … love, as is life, is a continuous journey of becoming.

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Echo of Love

I hold on to yesterday

Without it I can’t breathe

They say it gets easier

But they know not your memory.

The power of a thousand suns

Delicate as morning dew

The dawn course of enchantment

This is my memory of you.

But yesterday holds you

Relentless in its grasp

Or is my obsession

That tethers you to the past?

For the winds carry you now

An echo that knows no end

Translucent and enduring

You penetrate everything.

You are the sun that warms my skin

The velvet touch of morning dew

The songbird’s sweet melody

These are the blessings of you.

I’ll always have yesterday

But I don’t need it to breathe

For you’re everywhere and everything

The gentle rain and summer breeze.

© Natalie Ducey

*** In celebration of my “Spotlight” tour, I’m delighted to say The Heart’s Lullaby is currently available for .99 cents!

About Natalie:

With a BA in Psychology, Natalie has worked in the Counselling field for 15 years. Through her work and personal journey, she has witnessed the remarkable power of the human spirit. Now, as an author and poet, she is passionate about stories that touch the heart and awaken the soul. Through words, she aspires to offer solace and hope, love and understanding. Natalie is the Co-owner and Writer of Peace by Piece Puzzles. She is the Owner/Writer/Designer of Whispers of the Heart (printable art/poetry/verse). She was born and raised in beautiful Newfoundland, Canada, with her two brothers and twin sister. She now resides in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, a Soldier in the Canadian Armed Forces, and their little dog, Bella. She loves kayaking and the freedom and serenity of being one with water. She is an avid reader, passionate writer, and seeker of tranquility along life’s mystifying journey.

You can connect with Natalie on:

Website/Blog – www.natalieducey.com 

Facebook – Whispers of the Heart 

Twitter – @NatalieDucey 

Pinterest – Natalie Ducey 

Author Page – Natalie Ducey

Google + – Natalie Ducey 

Goodreads Author Page – Natalie Ducey 

LinkedIn – Natalie Ducey 

 

 

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#RRBC WATCH “​RWISA​” WRITE SHOWCASE​ TOUR Day 18 @dlfinnauthor

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Welcome to Day 18 of the RWISA Showcase Blog Tour! Today I welcome none other than RRBC author D. L. Finn!

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EXPANSION

Flowing out before me – while approaching –

In the sweeping motion of a grand gesture

Presenting its soulful sweetness.

Behind me is a small desert I’ve crossed – shoeless

While carefully stepping over the littered offerings.

Salt saturates my senses

As the gentle-wind styles my hair,

With the latest sea breeze fashion.

My eyes are opened to new possibilities

With a window into its wonders,

With every wave that greets my feet,

The sun soaks into my skin

Cradling me in its warmth and completing the moment.

I stand in awe before the substantial sea

Observing its vast expansion of life-

That I’m humbly a part of.

 

SOARING

I soar above it all

In a human-made machine

Taking me places

Only my soul has dared to venture.

Up into the heavens,

Higher than the loftiest of birds,

I soar above my life

Going from one place to another.

The clouds which usually blanket me

Are perched like a safety net below,

Holding me above the sea.

Lives seem so small

As our group is thrust forward

Some sleep-

Some read-

Some watch movies-

While others drink.

It’s a long trip with strangers

All going to the same destination

But right now, we are…

Above it all in our metal bird—soaring!

 

DOORWAY

Through the trees

The sky is orange, red, and grey

Covering the fleeing blue stratosphere

As the night suppresses the day.

The birds fill the trees

Singing their goodnights

As I pull on a sweater

In a shiver from the receding light.

The setting sun is a time of reflection

Of the night and of the day

A balance of both places

In the sunset’s doorway.

Thank you for supporting this member along the WATCH “RWISA” WRITE Showcase Tour today!  We ask that if you have enjoyed this member’s writing, to please visit their Author Page on the RWISA site, where you can find more of their writing, along with their contact and social media links, if they’ve turned you into a fan.  WE ask that you also check out their books in the RWISA or RRBC catalogs.  Thanks, again for your support and we hope that you will follow each member along this amazing tour of talent!  Don’t forget to click the link below to learn more about this author:

D. L. Finn’s RWISA Author Page

 

#RRBC WATCH “​RWISA​” WRITE SHOWCASE​ TOUR Day 15 @_MarlenaSmith_

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Welcome to Day 15 of the RWISA Showcase Blog Tour! Today I welcome RRBC author Marlena Smith!

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Will it ever be enough?

Will I ever be complete?

These questions haunt me;

They scream out defeat.

A mind vacant of answers;

A soul lost in time;

A heart full of sadness;

And eyes that just won’t shine.

A whisper full of sorrow;

A smile full of regret;

A life less than ordinary;

One I wish to forget.

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Life is too precious to not make the most of every day.

Cherish memories.

Strive to make more.

Make every moment count.

Tell others you love them.

Forgive quickly.

Laugh often.

Pray every day.

Have a thankful heart.

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Thank you for supporting this member along the WATCH “RWISA” WRITE Showcase Tour today! We ask that if you have enjoyed this member’s writing, to please visit their Author Page on the RWISA site, where you can find more of their writing, along with their contact and social media links, if they’ve turned you into a fan. WE ask that you also check out their books in the RWISA or RRBC catalogs. Thanks, again for your support and we hope that you will follow each member along this amazing tour of talent! Don’t forget to click the link below to learn more about this author:

Marlena’s RWISA Author Page

 

 

WATCH “​RWISA​” WRITE SHOWCASE​ TOUR #RRBC author @YvetteMCalleiro

Today I’d like to welcome #RRBC RWISA author Yvette M. Calleiro !

Yvette: RWISA is the Rave Writers – International Society of Authors, a prestigious organization that prides itself on including incredible INDIE authors.  I was recently accepted into this amazing group and am thrilled to help promote the talented works of RWISA authors.  I was chosen as the author for day one, so here is a new poem that I recently wrote. Enjoy!

Words

By Yvette M Calleiro

The written word and I

Are cherished friends,

Embracing each other’s thoughts and emotions

Like kindred spirits,

Dancing on clouds.

Bosom buddies who gossip and giggle

And gasp at all the same moments.

She and I are equals,

More than that, really.

We are two parts of a whole,

Complementing and complimenting the other,

Perfect beings.

The spoken word and I

Skirt around each other’s social circles.

We stumble around awkward pauses,

Unable to pull the perfect word or phrase

From our filing cabinet of knowledge.

Ease and grace flee without a moment’s notice.

She is more skilled than I.

She whispers her intricately woven ideas into my mind,

But her delicate strength is no match for

The hills of anxiety and the mountains of insecurity

That obstruct her path to freedom.

Before her words can reach my tongue,

They unravel into shreds of confusion,

Left unspoken.

If only the written word and the spoken word

Could meet…

They would live in perfect harmony.

But alas…

It is not meant to be,

Neither willing to leave her domain,

Each content to dance alone,

And I…

I am stuck in the middle,

Pulled in both directions,

Reveling in the comfort of the written word,

Needing the spoken word to survive.

But still I dream

Of the day when my words will intermingle

And a new love affair can be born.

Thank you for supporting this member along the WATCH “RWISA” WRITE Showcase Tour today!  We ask that if you have enjoyed this member’s writing, to please visit their Author Page on the RWISA site, where you can find more of their writing, along with their contact and social media links, if they’ve turned you into a fan.  We ask that you also check out their books in the RWISA or RRBC catalogs.  Thanks, again for your support and we hope that you will follow each member along this amazing tour of talent!  Don’t forget to click the link below to learn more about this author:

Yvette’s  RWISA Author Page

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A War Poem #history #germany

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She Told me a Story
by Laura Libricz

She told me a story. From the Sudetenland.
She remembered this one incident:
It was Easter 1944,
The Bohemian Forest.
The pastor came into her village.
He gave her an egg.
The egg she would never forget, she said,
The symbol of fertility,
Of new life, of nourishment.
That was the last time she saw the pastor alive; his caravan was destroyed by enemy fire.
She told me another story.
How he was taken from her:
Her prize gelding, three years old.
She witnessed his birth, raised him from a foal,
Slept with him in the straw.
The military took him away and didn’t pay a penny.
She shed a tear.
She told me another story.
The day the Czech soldiers came to expel them:
They took her grandfather’s watch, his only real possession.
He died that night, his heart broken.
She shed a tear.
After the expulsion.
Her feet ached from walking.
She watched the other women
Lost on the road, having left everything behind, pulling hand carts with trinkets,
The children silent, their eyes extinguished.
And no men.
But how her true love was taken away, she wouldn’t say.
She only told me that he snuck through her window
The night before he was to leave for the front.
He kissed her long and warm.
He made love to her that night, her first time.
He told her he loved her and would always hear her calling.
That night he gave her the greatest gift a man can give a woman.
He sowed a seed, gave her an egg, the symbol of fertility.
She bore him a son and still waits for him to return.
She shed a tear.