A Visualization of His Beauty

By SheelaR

Is it too early to be in-love with some other woman’s husband? It’s too late, I already am. He’s the perfect shade of brown; tall, well-groomed, well-dressed and I’d be willing to bet that he smells devine. Even his socks are perfect. There is nothing more beautiful than a man in a perfect fitting suit. It’s tailored, I can always tell.

It is as though he just stepped off of the pages of a magazine. I’m typing feverishly to avoid the awkward eye contact we keep making. Something in me wishes I were wearing a dress today. I’d give him leg…just because I know he’d look.

It’s funny how our eyes keep finding each other, which results in the both of us looking away quickly. We don’t want anyone to catch us staring at each other. I think we’re both enjoying the view. I can’t get over how his facial hair is perfectly trimmed, as if it has been painted on his beautiful brown face. A part of me wouldn’t mind the side of my face brushing up against his. I closed my eyes briefly to imagine how that would feel.

The old me, would have flirted heavily by now. The new me is learning to respect boundaries, but I am still a hot blooded woman. I enjoy looking at beautiful men. I can’t change what’s deep inside of me, but I’ve learned to control it.

We’ve made our way into the dinning area where breakfast is being served and I’ve managed to maneuver myself into a spot at his table, in the chair directly across from him. I don’t want the staring to end, because it is good for my soul. “Whatever is good for your soul, do that.” I’ve been coy long enough. It is time to strike up a conversation to satisfy this attraction from afar.

If I could… I would say to him… It doesn’t matter where you get your appetite, just as long as you eat at home.

Working From Home

By SheelaR
As art consultant, business for me happens 24 hours a day, seven days a week, 365 days a year. It is a national and international industry. No rest for the art-loving weary. Because of my never-ending days and hours on the clock, I’ve setup a number of places to work from. I have my business office and a home office. I’ve now set up a third office in my spare bedroom. Occasionally, I wake up there the next morning after having burned the midnight oil, and there are days when I’m not up for the daily commute; staying home works just as well. 
I monitor a lot of live auctions, so this new setup where I’ve hooked up my laptop to a 32 inch TV,  is perfect for that. I have a wireless keyboard and mouse, so I can sit in bed while working. When I need a more business-like setting, I move my operations to my actual home office. Either way, I’m comfortable and happy working at home. When I like I need to be more productive, I get dress and make my way into my actual business office. I’ve really done all this to free up my bedroom and have it strictly as a place of rest.
Today, I’m working from my spare bedroom. It’s a hazy lazy kind of day.  I’m trying to watch a movie but my eyes aren’t cooperating. They want us to take a nap. We’re fighting against it. We’ve too much to do.  In addition to business, I need to take care of home.  Laundry and cleaning are on the schedule.  However, there will be leftovers for dinner πŸ™‚ I would encourage you  to work from home some days if you can.  It is less stressful, you save money on gas and you pollute the environment a little less πŸ™‚ 

Valentine’s Day

By SheelaR
Happy Valentine’s Day…I think. 
This day started off sweet enough, but I’m no longer in the mood for it all right now. I’ve got a massive headache and some aggravating things from yesterday are still lingering with my soul. I’m turning into the Grinch that stole Valentines day. I’m starting to feel disconnected despite my best efforts to feel otherwise.  However, the significance of this day is not lost on me, nor what it saids about love… Good and bad. 
Today is a day for lovers, the old, new and intended. Ironically, It is also a day of heartbreak and sadness. Not everyone will receive a special phone call, a box of candy, or a dozen a roses. Try as we may to remain positive, for some people it is not a ‘happy’ day. No one wants to be alone when everyone is celebrating love and coupling up. For those experiencing breakups and are single, not by choice…it is a constant reminder of what they don’t have. It is mind boggling how one day of love can inspire such a wide range of emotions. 
For those of you happily celebrating this day… I have no message for you.  For anyone that finds this day filled with angst, disappointment and sadness… Love is not always romantic, but it is always intimate.  Celebrate with the loves you already have… Your friends and family. Your worthiness is not defined by this one today. You are already loved. If it is a romantic love you desire, wait for it patiently. Your time will come. While you wait, just know that I love you
❀️ Happy Valentine’s Day! 

Love

By SheelaR

I recently engage in a rather spirited debate with a group of friends about human feelings and emotions; mostly notably, the feeling of love. We debated the differences between men and women and how they process this feeling. I’m generally of the mindset that there are no restrictions or timeline for falling in love. I believe that love can happen at first site. Although, it may not be reciprocated on both ends, it is entirely possible. Some of us also believe that love can be experienced even before there is a physical meeting. It was at the point in the discussion that the group went from the men versus the women, into an all out war; many sides were taken.

We all have different perceptions about what it takes to fall in love. No two women feel the same way, nor is it the same for every man. The one thing we did agree upon is… We fall in love with the way a person makes us feel, mostly about ourselves. We fall in love when they make use feel safe; when they support our dreams; listen to our problems; when we share mutual interest; when they inspire a feeling of absolute trust; and say all the things we need to hear, when we need to hear it the most. Love is a feel good feeling, and we can all agree on that.

I’d like to hear your love story. Feel free to share it with me and I’ll share it with my readers. β€œDo all things in love.”

Open letter from Dylan Farrow…

We live in a world where there is a disturbing culture of acceptance of bad behavior from people who are popular or famous. I’m happy that this young woman is finally strong enough to tell us her story of survival. It is not easy to exist openly and happily when you have to share the world with someone who’s abused you. Especially, an abuser who is loved and revered by the masses. It speaks volumes as to what our society is willing to put up with for a little bit of entertainment. Shame on you, society. Thanks for sharing, Dylan!

http://kristof.blogs.nytimes.com/2014/02/01/an-open-letter-from-dylan-farrow/

Saying goodbye

By SheelaR

Death is inevitable for all of us, be it our own or someone that we love. I’m facing that inevitability with someone that I know and love. I’m experiencing all kinds of emotions that I can’t even begin to speak of… Sorrow, anger, guilt and grief.  I’ve been down this road before. It is a painful one, because death by terminal cancer always seem especially cruel. It ravages the the body of the one you love, while you patiently wait for the end. 

It’s hard to look past the horrific reality of death, when you want to celebrate their wonderful life. All those happy little moments that suddenly flood your memories. She’s a mother figure of sorts. A kind spirit. I’m now wishing I would have spent more quality time with her. I feel some guilt about that, because I’ve been reflecting on how happy she would be to see me when I did show up. Too caught up in my own life to make time for someone who loved me. 
When I see her today, I’m hoping that she’ll be awake and aware. I want to be able to say goodbye.  I don’t want to, but I must.  Saying goodbye is not so much for the dying as it is for the living. 
“I believe in the sun when it’s not shining, I believe in love even when I feel it not, I believe in God even when he is silent.”

Detroit Bashing – L. Brooks Patterson

By SheelaR
L. Brooks Patterson is a lawyer and politician, he is currently the Oakland County Executive in Metropolitan Detroit area. Mr. Patterson was interviewed for New Yorker magazine in a piece titled “Drop Dead Detroit”.  In this article. Mr. Patterson boasted of his penchant for being a “Detroit brasher.”
This morning, I read some excerpts from his interview with New Yorker magazine.  Wow! Explosive. I cannot believe you said those things. Yes, Detroit is in the midst of socio-economic hard times, but that was brutal and unnecessary attack on your part. There is and has always been a racial and socio-economic divide between the city and it’s suburbs, but as a major public servant in the region, you should not be fostering the continuation of the divide.  Detroit’s success is critical to that of it’s surrounding counties, and that should be your focus. You and your opinions are the products of a bygone era and it is time for you to quietly go away. It is time to let those with new ideas and attitudes serve.  
These are perilous economic times for us all and it is unfortunate that you choose this time in Detroit’s history to discourage people from frequenting and supporting the city. This is not behavior becoming of a leader.  Clearly, you hate the city and everything it stands for.  The question now becomes, why?  One can’t help but wonder if it is racial in nature.  
Detroit is mostly filed with African Americans, most of whom would not choose to live in poverty and would no doubt welcome the opportunity to prosper through diligence and hard work. Yes, there are a few bad apples.  However, you indicted entire city. What about those hard-working citizens who who take pride in their city and homes? Did you forget about them? What about the the business owners who’ve chosen to stick it out and ride with Detroit through the good and bad? 
It appears that no one is safe from your visceral attracts on the city and its residents. What a sad and shameful legacy you will leave behind with these ugly mean words. I hope that you are a big enough man to take ownership and apologize for your egregious transgression. Deflecting responsibly will not be enough to absolve you. Written history will always serve to remind you and those who love you, what a sad mean old man you are.

In the Kitchen

By SheelaR

I’ve been trying to learn how to cook. I’ve mastered a few things. I can finally cook pasta al dente. Whew! That took a minute. I’m struggling with meat. Mostly those of a thicker cut. I spent many years as a vegetarian and vegan, so meat is proving to be a challenge. The smell and feel of raw meat is a huge impediment. However, I shall press on. I love rice and pasta, so I’ve been experimenting with dishes that feature them. I prefer brown rice, but it’s harder to cook and not as universal as white rice. I learned that the hard way πŸ™‚ I would love to learn how to make fresh bread. However, the basics come first. As you can see, I’m a carb junkie.

I’ve also learned that you can’t mix some pastas. Learned that the hard way too. Thicker pastas, such as penne, doesn’t cook as fast as rotini. I only know this because I didn’t have enough penne and through some rotini in the pot as a filler. I’ve amassed a collection of recipes that I’d like to try. Most of them are fairly simple and quick to make. I quickly lose my patience with complicated dishes that require a lot of ingredients and time to make, but only because I’m a bit of a perfectionist and I want success quickly.

I made some mini quiches for a ladies lunch and they turned out well. Instead of a crust made with dough, I found recipe that called for hash browns. Everyone raved about them. A hugely proud moment in my life. I could not stop grinning. I’m no domestic diva, but I do aspire to resemble one. We should all have some basic cooking skills and since I absolutely love to eat, learning to cook is necessary. No one will ever confuse or compare me to Martha Stewart, but they’ll be proud of my efforts.

New Business

By SheelaR

Soooooo, I’m trying to break into the T-shirt business, and I’ve even got myself a willing business partner…two if I’m lucky πŸ™‚ Being sick for so long has robbed me of some valuable time to get things rolling.  My partner is equally busy with work and school. I’ve sort of set up a Twitter account, but I’ve no time to nurture it.  I should probably be asking myself if this is something that I can truly commit to. It’s a simple business venture, yet it’s become difficult to get started. I’m having time and commitment issues, story of my life.

My current partner is someone that I met in the strangest of places and my potential second partner, I also met him in a strange place.  I should probably stay out of strange places in dark alleys. Ha ha! Joking of course.  I secretly call us the nerd brigade. In any case, they’re great guys and I’m excited to work with like-minded folk.

I’m super excited about starting another new business. It will be my 3rd, my 2nd joint venture. I can’t tell you details about the shirt design aspect.  It’s a super awesome concept and I don’t want anyone to steal it before we’ve had a chance to register the business name and go into production. I just know it’s going to be awesome.  If we can launch in the early spring or summer I’ll be pleased. *crossing my fingers*

Ooh! On another note, I’ve been experimenting with cooking and it’s going nicely. People don’t generally associate me with cooking, but I’m about to change that.  I’ve got tons of recipes I’d like to try. I might post a few here from time-to-time, with the finished dish.  I found an awesome mini quiche w/crusted potato crust recipe.  Can’t wait to try that. It’s very simple, but I bet that it be will really tasty. Anyhoo…

I’ve got a busy evening ahead of me. I shall catch you later,

New Year, New Thoughts

By SheelaR

It’s been an interesting 8 days into the new year. Like much of the country, we’re experiencing extremely cold weather; severed some old friendships and replaced them with new ones; and I’m feeling healthy for the first time in months. I would say that I’m off to a pretty good start.

I’m all about growth and development in this new year. Anything or anyone that doesn’t add to that will be promptly removed. I have no qualms about making the necessary changes that I’ve struggled with in the past. “Our prime purpose is this life is to help others; and if you can’t help them at least don’t hurt them.” -Dalai Lama  With that being said, I too shall do no harm on my journey to growth and enlightenment. 
Since I’m on the subject of personal growth… I’ve seen so much of it in most of my friends and I’m happy about that. However, I see no movement in some of the people whom I’ve relegated to the acquaintance section in my life. I guess that’s why I’ve kept at a distance. I recognized that their lack of movement in their own lives would impede that in mine.  It doesn’t feel good to push people away, but it is a necessary evil. I still wish the best for them πŸ™‚ 
Speaking of wishing for the best… Justin Beiber, Miley Cyrus and Chris Brown… Youth is a blessing, but in your life, but it has become a curse for you.  In this new year may you find peace, maturity and happiness of Herculean proportion.  Maturity comes less with age and more with experience, but you must be open to learning. Stop flying through life by the seat of your pants. Be open to a life filled with more modesty and less excess.  Appreciate the small things that money can’t buy, and peace is one of them. Happiness will quickly follow the other two. Go be with God!