Thursday, September 16, 2010



Hayley Elizabeth’s Connection

Anyone who has ever lost a loved one to death knows that our connections do not end after death, certainly, and synchronistic events sometimes appear as reminders of this fact.  (There Are No Accidents: Synchronicity and the Stories of Our Lives by Robert H. Hopcke)
On Saturday night September 5, 2010 while driving home from a dance in North Haven, CT I suggested to my boyfriend Joe that he change the radio station from Sirius Radio to the night time show Delilah (Pillow Talk) on FM 100.5.  We don’t normally listen to this station when we go out.  In fact my boyfriend has never listened to this station and never knew of its existence. 
We left the dance earlier than usual, before eleven.  Normally we stay for coffee and dessert.  We realized later that we probably would not have caught this particular show or the request/dedication that came on if we had stayed at the dance longer.
While listening to the requests and dedications that were being called in to the show, one particular request/dedication caught our attention.  A young father called in to dedicate a song to his newborn daughter (2 weeks old).  From the tone of his voice we could tell that he was quite exuberant in his joy in announcing that he was the proud father of a baby girl.
Delilah asked him the name of the baby.
He told her the name was Hayley Elizabeth.
My friend noted the first name because his granddaughter’s name is also Hayley.  He told me later he didn’t really catch the middle name.  I did make note of it but I didn’t say anything at the time until also later.  The middle name was the same as my mother’s name, which is Elizabeth.
The following Sunday morning we decided to take my PeekaPoo dog Sugar for her walk.  Usually I would take her around the neighborhood but this morning I suggested that we take her to Norton Park.  I hadn't been to this park yet this year and thought it would be nice to take her some place different.  I live in XXXXXX and I usually stay in my own area for her walks, but I felt strongly on this particular morning to take her to Norton Park. 
My friend and I strolled around the walking paths in Norton Park.  My friend spotted the Canal plaque that gives a history of the canal.  We then sat on a nearby bench to enjoy the beautiful sunny bright morning. 
I was ready to head for the car with Sugar but my friend insisted that we stop to look at the gazebo.  It was then we discovered the gazebo was dedicated to the Petit family. 
We then stepped inside the gazebo where we sat for a moment of silence.  My friend began to read the names inscribed on each of the plaques placed on the benches inside the gazebo. 
One read Hayley Elizabeth Petit and we realized the first and middle names were the same as in the dedication made the night before by that young father for his baby girl.
It was at that moment that I realized the significance of the words expressed above and that such a thing as synchronicity does exist in our world. 
We both recognized that this may not have been a coincidence to first choose to leave the dance early, then choose to listen to the radio station that Saturday night, and then choose to go to Norton Park for a walk the next Sunday morning. 
We believe that we may have experienced one of these synchronistic events Mr. Hopcke speaks of in his book. We may have been destined to listen to the radio on Saturday night and then take my PeekaPoo for her walk through Norton Park and visit the Gazebo Sunday morning.
We were meant to be there so that we could make that synchronistic “connection” and be made aware that Hayley Elizabeth is doing fine and that she wants you, Dr Petit, to know that she is with you during what will be a most tumultuous time of your life as the trial begins.   
My friend Joe and I and all your supporters will be with you as will the spirits of your family while you go through these most difficult times ahead.
Marie and Joe

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Tuesday, September 14, 2010

My battle with a wart!

Yes a wart.  I have never had these and so when I realized that's what I had growing on the right upper portion of my thumb I practically went ballistic.

Okay so exactly what is a war? Every one of my health reference books tells me that a wart is a common skin condition caused by the human papillomavirus (HPV) and that these come in a variety of sizes and shapes and can occur on the extremities, the face, the genital region, and the soles of the feet.  Harmless, not painful.  Perhaps but oh what a nuisance they are especially when they occur on a finger.

Last month while slicing strawberries I knicked  the tip of my left thumb.  I noticed when this happened a tiny black speck being sucked into the wound.  I immediately washed my hands with an antibacterial wash.   Still, over the next few weeks what I thought was a simple callus had started to grow and as time went by it got harder and harder.  Beneath the callus the skin was sore and something just wasn't right.

My research showed this this callus was probably one of those pesky warts that kids get.  I never had one even as a kid.  I don't know why this one occurred except to say the open wound allowed the HPV virus to enter.  Further research showed that sometimes our immune systems don't t do what it's supposed to do, which is to fight off these invading pathogens.

I took the bull by the horn and started treatment.  I didn't run to the doctor.  Instead I decided to try it alone.   I opted for what is recommended with a holistic approach.  I used duct tape along with apple cider vinegar soaking a tiny piece of cotton, and then applying it against the hard skin, and then wrapping the tape around my thumb.  Then I decided to use a better brand of tape, as well as small cotton fingers and finger cots, which look like teensy weensy condom, and provides a nice waterproofed area.

After about three days the wart itself dies.  This is evident by the blackness that fills the holes.  Yes there are small itsy bitsy holes in the skin.  (Ugly...yes...gross, that's a given.)  Why I keep it bandaged when going out in public.

I'm still continuing the treatment and eventually will go to the next step which is to gently remove the hard skin.  Not sure how that's going to go.  The thumb isn't as bad now and some of the hardened skin has disappeared.  Yet the blackness remains and looks weird. 

I've also gone back to making my immune boosting soups which will hopefully help my immune system fight off future warts if any more occur.

I think there is so much we all can do when fighting these battles with these invaders.  It produces a microcosm of what I can do for myself in terms of making my system whole and stronger to ward off larger invaders.

I said to myself if everyone took this approach with their bodies, which is to eat those foods that boost the immune system, just think how something as small as taking up battle with a wart can improve the total cost of health care in our nation.

This is one reason I will continue to watch shows like The Doctors and Dr. Oz mainly because they educate us to not only take care of ourselves but also our kids.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Order No More Secrets No More Lies

from THE WILD ROSE PRESS (either in an Ebook or Paperback) and find out what actually happens to poor Augie. 

Sunday, September 5, 2010


This will be brief but needs to be said somewhere and what better place than a blog!

Why do people insist on going to the movies where they pay good money to watch a film and then spend the time "texting" on their cell phones.

It makes no sense.

Do they not realize that when they put those phones on the screen on that cell phone is brighter than the screen on which I'm trying to watch the movie that I also paid good money to watch. 

This past Friday my friend and I went to the movies to watch the new Julia Robert film, Eat, Pray, Love. 

At one point I did not know what to watch, the flickering screens of the distracted movie goers as they text their friends, or Julia Roberts. 

It is sad. 

Are some members of this newest  generation so self-absorbed, selfish, rude, and downright stupid that they actually believe they can do texting thing inside a movie theater? 

It's downright scary because this can be an indication of a world of the self-absorbed, as well as the selfish, and rude demonstrating stupidity a that in coming years may be prevalent among those who fill up positions requiring not only intelligence (doctors, lawyers, airline pilots) but also common sense.  

To sit inside a movie theater with an Iphone on or  whatever type of phone and knowing or just plain ignoring the fact that the screen on those phones is very bright and is going to bother, irritate, and downright affect the pleasure of those other moviegoers sitting to the side or behind is arrogance in its most purest form.
When I sat in that movie theater to the left, to the right, and in several rows toward the front of me these inconsiderate, stupid, clueless moviegoers were turning on cell phones.  They  had me wondering if I wasn't in some backwoods instead with fireflies lighting up around me.

Using a cell phone for whatever reason inside a move theater is disrespectful to every movie goer who came to watch the movie.  What if I decide to bring my digital camera and started taking pictures using a flash of course inside a movie theater?  What if I brought a small portable battery operated TV and decided to watch other shows while watching the movie?  All this is

Get real folks! 

Cell phones need to be turned OFF inside movie theater!  Before each movie this RULE is flashed on the screen in letters large enough so no one misses the warning! 

God help us all if these cell phone distractors are the future leaders of our world.   Maybe just maybe there's something to be said about December 21, 2012 when the world as we know it will be no longer.  In fact that's happening right now in movie theaters with patrons who defy the rules.

Thursday, September 2, 2010


Hurricane Earl is coming up the East Coast tomorrow.  Depending on how it will hit the coastline, some may become stranded for the duration just like my characters do in my story STORMBOUND. 

Storms like this have a way of reminding us we are not always in charge.  In fact storms like this tell us it is Mother Nature who always steers the ship. 

Some of us might be misguided into thinking we can fool Mother Nature, except she's going to do what she wants to do regardless of whatever plans we make.