Mind’s Chaos

Section 2 – Mind’s Chaos

Day 2 of 36 – my attempt at a book reading via Anchor podcast. Listen here!

Writing an autobiographical novella, isn’t easy – but a lot easier than writing a book. It was difficult, yet cathartic. This is section 2 of 36, day two of 36 days of reading each section on Anchor.

For those of you who are thinking about writing a book, regardless of the genre, know this: it won’t write itself. Keep on keeping on!

Many blessings, and thanks in advance for stopping by!

Sandi

Podcast book reading: my autobiographical novella

Hi Folks!

I’ve been putting this off for a bit… ok, since I published my novella in 2017. The thought of doing an in-person book reading(s)/signing(s) terrified me. I self-published this book. I was the writer, editor, proof-reader, and I designed the jacket. This is my third book. My most important one. I decided to do a book read for the first time, on Anchor.

I’m loving recording my podcasts, and thought, well, why not? If not here, now, then when?

The next 36 days: book reading on O’vehlu podcast!

Join me on my journey! I will be posting (also here on WP) for the next 36 days, reading 36 sections in my novella; in case you find an episode title (section) of the book that might catch your attention.

Thanks in advance for stopping by folks!

To listen to my first episode ‘Outcast’, click here!

Many blessing folks! Sandi

I made a mistake

New podcast episode! Thanks for the listen!

Well, we all make mistakes right? When I record my podcast episodes on Anchor, I try to record only once. So, that accomplishes a few things: I get to be as authentic as possible – no script; I am able to feel relaxed, and under no pressure; I have a lot of freedom to say what I want/and/or need to say; and lastly, I hope to goodness I sound ok in the end! So, that being said, I correct myself in the description for my O’vehlu podcast, ‘I made a mistake’ episode. I could’ve redone it. But, I was outside, the crickets yammering away, and the near full blood moon, almost full… in two days. I was under a dark sky, with tons of smattering of stars, and the cat just hanging out, as if he were listening intently to every word, so no, I wasn’t going to re-record!

Here’s the pic of this amazing full moon event, with so many other planetary aspects going on at the same time.

Northern New Mexico skies: full blood moon & lunar eclipse coming soon: May 26, 2021

Apparently, there’s tons going on astrologically, but really, I think A LOT goes on all the time. Have you ever imagined what it would be like to spin around in freezing space, with tons of debris, moons, planets, exploding stars, black holes, dark energy, etc., in chaotic, sporadic, devastating speeds?

I prefer watching the moon, in my very small corner of my New Mexico, and just enjoy what happens in the space of seconds… I’ll leave it here!

Many blessings folks! Sandi

Manifrustration

Podcast – thanks for the listen folks!

The word manifest, has me lighting a match to what it means to get what you want, but might it be harmful in the end?

Click Here to listen to my Spotify episode!

What are your thoughts on manifesting?

Many blessings, πŸ™πŸΌ Sandi

The Art of Feeling at Peace

The Blessed Virgin Mary

Well… to be honest, there is no art to feeling peace. I do need to mention though that there appears to be an art to everything in life. There is a grace that humans possess, that we seem to have forgotten. I bought this amazing piece of art on wood, from a local vendor. I try to buy local as much as possible; this piece, as is the case with most of the items the seller carries in their small outdoor shop. Regardless of where it came from.

I feel like peace is something that is likened to a wisp of smoke, or fog on a rainy day. It can be fleeting, but can permeate our entire being given the chance. Inviting peace is like inviting a person over for dinner, or drinks, or whatever. Peace can be a very welcome guest; friendly, endearing, fun, happy, exciting, chill, and very much full of grace.

How long we choose to keep this guest over and in our midst, is our choice. Peace isn’t complicated. It’s not even misunderstood. It’s quite simple. As I compare it to a guest, I imagine the perfect room or space it will occupy. Will it have it’s own wing of my house? Should I dare to think it would like room service? Or, that I can expect it to mingle when it wants? Does it need its own space? What will my guest – PEACE need? OR do I need it, more than it needs me?

Mother Mary, might say, ‘It’s silly to overthink it – peace will always be welcome as long as you make room for it’. I agree.

Many blessings, Sandi

Bring yourself

Love to doodle

When was the last time you asked yourself: How are you, no really, how are you doing?

When was the last time you gave yourself a true pat on the back?

When was the last time you gave yourself a break? Not the kind that others’ define as ‘a break’?

When was the last time you asked, ‘am I really helping, or harming someone when I think it’s a good idea to offer my help?

When did you ask yourself, am I happy? If not, what can I do to get there?

When did you last ask yourself, am I good enough for others’ or is it really that I need to be good enough for myself?

When was the last time you asked yourself anything of really, true, deep, and self-loving intentions?

Many blessings,

Sandi

Emotionally bandaged

Love to doodle

Yikes… A Saturday full of weirdness. Add that to emotional growth and healing and you have a bruised heart. Maybe a mind too? I very rarely write in color. Today seems to be one of those days that you simply don’t know if you’re up, down, sideways, or laid out.

Bandaged, but not damaged.

I can’t seem to stress enough to my ego – you don’t control.

… Anything. Every breath I take isn’t mine. It’s oxygen every living energetic particle/molecule breathes. It’s the earth telling us, ‘yes, you can be here. I will breathe with you’. I’m honored to be a part of that process. To be able to live, because I can breathe. Yet, life is in, and of itself, a painful process. But God/universe/spirit/higher power, etc., has a sense of humor.

There are appears to be a fire burning in the small village where I live. It seems to have burned homes around us. I heard sirens, but it didn’t occur to me that me and my family could be burned up in an odd freak inferno, to be continued…

As I sit here writing this. It’s like, ‘well, ok, another problem on my list’. I’m not afraid of dying. I’m afraid of not having lived my purpose. My path. I think I’ll just end it here in case I need to quickly pack my animals and family and drive off into the sunset.

Many blessings, Sandi

Faithful Forty: Day 38

Be Love Not Fear

This post is dedicated to my brother Reve. I miss you little brother. R.I.P.: 8/28/2010.

Today, 3/27/’21, I’m thinking about my brother – he would have turned 43 today. πŸŽ‰πŸ₯³πŸ€—β™ˆπŸ’ž.

Things I learned from my younger and only brother:

  • Don’t be stupid
  • Don’t judge other people
  • Don’t turn someone away; especially if you’re the only one that can help them
  • It’s ok to talk about the bad shit
  • It’s okay to speak your mind; just be decent about it.
  • Pray more, worry less
  • Listen to music
  • Dance to music
  • Sing a song, even if it’s off-key
  • Spend time in nature
  • Love on your animals
  • Rescue animals
  • Be kind, don’t be blind
  • Wear sunglasses that protect you from the blinding sun, but that also look cool
  • Do things that feel good, but don’t harm yourself or others
  • Don’t do drugs
  • Say no when you want to/or should
  • Live your life your way
  • Accept yourself
  • Laugh, laugh harder
  • Forgive others
  • Forgive yourself
  • Love yourself FIRST πŸ™πŸΌ

β™ˆ is the first sign of the zodiac. Both of us are Ariens… He was the kinder one! I learned so much from him. There’s so much more I could list here. But for now, these things live in my heart, and Reve, you will always live in my heart.

Thanks for stopping by! May your day be sweet, safe, happy, and strong! Many blessings πŸ™πŸΌ – Sandi

Faithful Forty: Lenten Poetry

Lent 2021 Poetry

The falling leaves

have drifted gently in

the breeze

Mixing with the earth

the ground fertile

mixing with air

Becoming one with

the sun

and being dipped into soft

burning embers

a spring filled with light

and in all I can delight

Why then, does my heart tear?

A look around,

my empathy flares

a look around,

beauty surrounds

Where too then shall my

Thoughts go,

If not with you in the end?

Β©Sandi Martinez

faithful forty: day 35

Azra (LF) and Nia

β€œLet there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.”
― Khalil Gibran