The Unintentional Blinders Still Betray

Hanging over a cliff’s edge, your voice is mighty loud. The backs turned and earbuds in; drown the awful sound. Shh…they say; “What I want to hear is more important.” The cliffhanger sits on the brink of the fall and can’t be heard for the noise. It must be nice to live in oblivious disdain for anything beyond a pleasant sound.

In their heart of hearts do they cry; “I care, I care…I do!” Just wait one moment as I see what Ms. So-And-So is wearing to the ball. Oh…can you believe it? She’s marrying the hot guy; he’s marrying the hot chick. In a moment; pipe down; this song is my favorite.

Can you hear it over the cliffhanger’s scream?

The Continuous Cycle of Going Nowhere

Imagine you’re a burgeoning agoraphobic and see this whole world where your life used to be. It places one on the race track of the house; burning holes in the carpet.

Now, imagine you’re one who knows someone like that. Is it reasonable to watch this person climb further and further away from everything possible out there? Or is it better to put out a helping hand and say; “I want you out here.”

The closet agoraphobe who thinks, the window of their computer gives the semblance of living; is a conduit for pain dragging them farther from those who truly care. The problem stems from the fog of pain in the eyes of the dearly departed; from active life; and is blind to those that might fight for them.

Life is a measure of difficult upon difficult but for the man or woman who enters this life; home becomes a prison simply waiting for the one who has the key to unlock the cell.

Where is the one who has the will and insight to see the pain and not say; “That person just doesn’t care.” The one with this pain sees it and falls farther from sight. The one with this pain knows their problem but without the anchor provided by one stable enough to fight; life is quicksand slowly pulling them down.

Success versus Women

After reading stories; concerning the nature of what women are forced to put up with to find success; one must question the area of success men and women both struggle to balance. This one area is the basic question of control. We see money, cars, expensive vacations and the knowledge; you’re free to spend your money; and never risk falling into the red; as being the markers for success.

For many though; it’s a desire for power; the understanding of those; under you; must do as you say. This poses a problem when the one in control has problems limiting that control to work related issues and not discipline other employees; for failing to maintain proper workplace protocol.

This issue creates problems in; many areas of social discourse; but never so much as when dealing with basic natural desires between men and women. For centuries; men developed the need to be in control; the dominate. It still, gets taught to young males in the simple education of watching the older generations. Even men who don’t think they commit acts of, gender discrimination; get caught by it on occasion.

Women aren’t bothered by a man showing his attraction. It only, becomes a problem when a women says; “No more. Please respect my ability to control my life.” This flies in the face of everything; many men; are taught from early age. It is unfortunate, we need laws to protect women; from the perspective of one who knows this; as women are, more beautiful; when free to be comfortable in their environment.

In the recent stories you see this, frequently. Women having to, take their issues to court; because those that should, protect them in the workplace; fail to do so. Those higher up the chain want to say; “Just deal with it.” They find their egos being tormented when the women answer, “No!”

When you read about women having their bodies touched; without invitation; by a man or another woman; then have their complaints ignored; a hostile workplace has been planted. When the managers decide the problem is, her; not the man or woman with wandering hands; the hostile workplace can be laid at the manager’s feet. The same holds true for the man who gets touched without invitation.

The issue runs up against the idea; where does the control stop at work? Most recognize that; control stops at work; and doesn’t allow it to creep into the personal. For some though; they get comfortable with control; and take it hard when another person says; “There is a limit.”

Each person with a writer’s heart needs to stand up and say; “Let the women work and your business will be better for it.”

If I started a, poll about whether; managers who make sure women can simply, concentrate on their jobs; versus; managers who harrass or allow harrassment in the workplace; show better productivity; I’m betting on a landslide in favor of letting women simply, do their jobs.

The opinion of one who says; “Let the, personal be personal and professional be professional.”

She Comes

Wrapped in a, silken canvas; of peaches and cream, she comes. Looking upon this vision creates the, physical response; for sure; but I look deeper and see the rapture she feels, to be herself; bared for the world as she knows who she is. Can heaven provide a better portrait than the woman who knows herself and with the smallest wiggle tear down kingdoms? I think not but the man who takes exception to this beauty is a fool; for the woman kept down in pain and fear is but a weapon waiting to strike; when fear turns desperate and desperation becomes courage. A forge from which the great shine forth and the steel of her soul is written.

Wrapped in the, steel gauntlet; of pain turned to purpose, she comes. Looking upon this vision takes the, truly brave man; but for the one who can take it, life has a sweeter taste; as the woman with the steel, to be herself; and choose, leaves the man willing to face her departure; and see her choose to stay, forges the greater bond. Weak is the man who can’t bear to, risk the loss. Strong is the man who faces this demon and wins the true heart of a free woman.

Wrapped in the, glory of freedom; strong and sure, she comes. Looking upon this vision brings the hope, of a truly balanced world; when all the world’s sons and daughters; of whatever color graces their exteriors; can look upon one another without the need to say, “I’m better than you.” When this days comes; if it ever does; shall the world be ready to look to the stars, for more grand adventure; and find friends of a different nature.

Live strong but kind as we each deserve to, do this favor for ourselves.

Look upon the world with fresh eyes and say, “I need to take care of you because without you, I wouldn’t be here.”

 

What’s in a wish?

Is a wish really, just the product of the imagination to hope, something good will come your way in your lifetime; or does it provide a greater emphasis?

The power of wishing, has the power to transform lives; if allowed to grow outside the imagination; and provide a voice to desires and hopes, for the man, woman or child; who has little. Put it in your mind, set to slowly simmer in your thoughts and ask yourself; in the act of granting wishes to those with little hope; is it more a gift to them or to yourself?

My Hidden Path to Power

Hello to all you readers out there;

My name is Deana Boller. I’d love it; if all those who enjoy stories of those overcoming great tragedies would read my tale. My great nemesis, Ryan Gilpatrick, brings to my life more terror and pain than I’d ever thought, I could endure. As a genius, he starts by using science but discovers magic and uses this; to cause me more pain.

I begin to find recovery when I meet Doriane Lavoie; the mystic I turn to for help when I finally reach the decision to fight back. Through finding my teacher, I find more than I ever hoped for; as she instructs me in magic, love and strength.

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The Hidden Paths to Power has been released.

Did you ever have dreams, your life would go one way, and have it derailed into a totally unexpected one in a flash? This is the situation Deana Boller finds herself in, as Ryan Gilpatrick gains and obession with her, when she defends him from a bully. A life going just as she wants it, gets turned on its head, from nightmares too horrible to imagine, but leads her to a life, she loves more than the one she was aiming for. A small bit of science leads to a hidden world of magic, in The Hidden Paths to Power.

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Sharing the first page of new ebook

In the next few days, I may share the first page of the new ebook I’m working on. I haven’t decided on a title yet, (not even a working title). I’m also deciding if I should release it in parts or as a whole. Each part can stand on their own or the ebook could be released as a whole. I’m a fan of people telling me how they feel about my writing. I’m not just an author but a student of the art for life. I would love to know my weakness, (besides just editing), to put out the best product possible. Whether you follow me on my website, on Facebook or Twitter I’d love to hear from you.

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It’s a new day!

I recently republished all my stories and feel I have them the way I want them. I hope those who read the books do so with pleasure. All the links along the left side will take you to the books that most interest you. Though I don’t stick to one genre all my stories have one common element. Strong women characters. Even my first, Old Powers Reborn. Though the main character is a man the lead female character is a strong woman with much to admire. Most of my stories have mature elements in them but I hope people see that they have a point; that they aren’t thrown in to be gratuitous. Be well, take care of our world and write me if you wish.