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    IMAGINATION, Life of Josie M.

    Dear Deepak Chopra, I feel a tantrum coming on.

    Life of Josie M.

    My life caught up with me this week; indeed, the fire-starters may have been hormonally ignited, but that’s besides the point.

    As the week begins to wrap up, I feel as if I could throw an old-school, temper tantrum as if back in the day of being four-years old. I feel the only way to shake the pit this week has left in my stomach is to pitch a fit of crying it out, while screaming and tugging on my hair, stomping on the floor with both feet at the same time, ending with a grand finale of kicking the wall.

    Anytime I get a stomach pit, I know I need to re-focus, however, this yearning to kick-it old school, literally, was a red flag warning me I was in need of a spiritual overhaul. I needed to meet with the one man I consider one of New England’s top spiritual advisors – the pizza man down the street. Actually, The Pizza Guy down the street. I needed guidance immediately, so I picked up the phone to schedule an appointment. I ordered a veggie wrap.

    **HISTORICAL FLASHBACK:  I do not cook. If I do, I make sure the recipe does not require more than one pan, thus, I order out a ton.  Through a variety of wraps and personal-size pizzas,  I have come to know The Pizza Guy’s owner, Bobby.  Over the course of the past two years, while waiting for my orders, we have discussed a multitude of topics, especially the spiritual and universal laws of the universe – and success. There have been occasions when Bobby suggests I read a certain book and after I telling him I finished it, he invites me to sit in the kitchen to eat and discuss what I have read.**

    As I walked in the pizza shop, Bobby looked up and with one eyebrow raised said, “Ahh…I see you are fighting the universe again. Come back and eat. We will talk.”  I followed him to the kitchen table hidden behind the enormous brick oven and sat down at the table. He placed my wrap down in front of me and proceeded to pull Deepak Chopra’s The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success down from what had to be three dozen or so recipe books high up on the shelf above the prep counter.

    “Here,” he opened the book and handed it to me, “read this chapter and I will be back.”

    The book, a hard cover showing signs of frequent use with dog-eared pages, bookmarks and torn jacket cover, was opened to the fourth chapter, “The Law of Least Effect”. “Ah, fighting the universe,” I said to myself while thumbing to the next page.

    As I read the chapter, I came to a page with highlighting. “Any time your encounter resistance, recognize that if you force the situation, the resistance will only increase. You don’t want to stand rigid like a tall oak that cracks and collapses in the storm. Instead, you want to be flexible, like a reed that bends with the storm and survives…When you remain open to all points of view – not rigidly attached to only one – your dreams and desires will flow with nature’s desires. Then you can release your intentions, without attachment, and just wait for the appropriate season for your desires to blossom into reality.”

    I released a heavy sigh and then bit into my now luke-warm wrap. My Italian yogi, in his trattoria Ashram, had once again, instantly calmed my soul.

    Bobby was right, throwing the tantrum I was dreaming about would only make my frustration worse. I needed to stay within the present moment and welcome the new adventures which lay ahead of me.

    As I was half way through my wrap, Bobby returned. He didn’t say anything as he stopped and looked at me. “Ahhh, Bella, I am glad to see you stepped out of the ring. Boxing is hard work,” he said as he smiled and tapped me on the head. “Now, let me get you some gelato to sooth the wounds of your soul.”

    Ah, divinity.

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    IMAGINATION, Life of Josie M.

    Burning questions. And my answers.

    Life of Josie M.

    “In my travels through the blogosphere, I stumbled across a blog presenting questions from the book, Pirates of Pensacola (Chapters 27-31), by  Keith Thomson. The questions intrigued, so here are my answers…

    1) I was a complete chicken as a child, but Polly found that warnings of a sea monster,
    intended to keep the kids close to home, just made her want to explore even more.
    Were you ever given a warning that backfired, making you have a stonger desire to do that which was warned against?

    Yes. Men.

    2) What was the sea monster’s name?

    Babydoll.

    3) Polly lives for the pursuit of adventure; Morgan, in pursuit of stability; Isaac, in pursuit of gold. What do you live in pursuit of?

     I live in the pursuit of the mere thought of serving my secret crush breakfast in bed in Paris – or Tokyo.

    4) What’s the strangest way or place that you’ve begun a relationship?

     Fifth-row center at a Barbara Streisand concert.

    5)”Single-stick” and “head bumping” sound like interesting sports to watch, although I’m partial to the Caber Toss myself. What’s your favorite sport to watch?

    Um, what?

    6) What’s the oddest item you’ve bought at auction?

     I tried to win, “Can you see MC Hammer’s face in my slice of bread?” on eBay, but…heavy sigh, I got out-bid.

    7) What’s your weakness?

       Yes. Men.

    8) Describe your arch-enemy.

    My arch-enemy profile would look like the following:

       FEMALE VERSION
    Car:           Mini-van.
    Hobby:      Scrapbooks everything down to her bowel movements, God-forbid she reads a book.
    Husband:   First guy to wave a shiny object.
    Kids:          Unruley.
    Career:      Please see Hobby.
    Other interests:   Probably shops at DEB.
    Motto:  Please see Hobby.

       MALE VERSION
    Car:       Porsche or BMW, most likely both.
    Hobby:  Looking at himself in the mirror; applying his skin care products; buying his $2000 suits.
    Wife:     At first, says it should be me, but then breaks up with me and marries the next skank,
    I mean girl, that comes along.
    Kids:      Whatever.
    Career:  Of course, uber-successful lawyer, real estate broker, or rock star.
    Other interests:   Buys me a coffee mug for Valentine’s Day.
    Philosophy:         Man-boys are like eggs, they either hatch and mature – or spoil.

    * * * * * * * * *

    What would your answers be?

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    IMAGINATION, Life of Josie M.

    Prompt: Write about a kiss.

    Life of Josie M.

    Life moved around us as if set on fast forward, while we both seemed frozen in place. I sat alone facing him trying to gather the thoughts, feelings and emotions rushing through me into what needed to be the perfect combination of words to speak to the most wonderful man I had ever met.

    The room was now empty. Even though other people’s departure seemed sudden, I knew hours had past while we both sat starring at each other.  I remember, I couldn’t move any part of my body for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, I closed my eyes, tried to regulate my breathing with a long, deep inhale and dug down to muster every last ounce of courage and strength I had left within my now shaking body.

    I knew I would never forget this kiss. I knew I had only one chance to make this kiss encompass an entire lifetime.  I stood up and walked over to him.

    I whispered the words which had been cycling through my head all day and which, by no means, were the perfect combination to fully convey what I had been thinking and feeling for days – for years.

    After saying my unbearable goodbye, I lent over my father’s lifeless body and kissed his forehead trying to remember his face I would never see again.



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    Life of Josie M.

    “By the sea, beneath the yellow and sagging moon…” Walt Whitman

    Walt Whitman Yellow Moon

    A single girl stood contemplating her life while the ocean beneath her crashed at her feet.
    The wind through her hair was like the myriad of thoughts wafting through her mind.
    The smell of the salt air was calming; she had missed the smell of home.
    The subtle chill of the night air was a harsh reminder of the unknown.
    Would sunrise bring enlightenment or more moonlight alone?

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    Film, Graphic Design, STYLE

    L’Odyssée de Cartier, Je t’aime!

    For precisely 3.5 minutes, I stood captivated, frozen in place,  in hot rollers and underwear by what I was viewing on TV. I scrambled to figure out if what I was viewing was a The Today Show segment, an official commercial or if one of my cats had tried to eat the remote again and inadvertently changed the channel to the SyFy Network.

    L’Odyssée de Cartier, Je t’aime!

    L’Odyssée de Cartier, Je t’aime!

    I was viewing stunning, out-of-this world cinematography — breathtaking landscapes, magical creatures, a gorgeous [non-CGI!] panther and, exquisite, exquisite jewelry — CARTIER jewelry, in fact — I’d know those pieces anywhere.

    After a full, audible gasp at the realization I was watching art, storytelling, and cinema — marketing at its’ purest — and that my hair was going to burn off if I didn’t get the hot rollers out, I finished getting dressed and rushed to scour the internet to find the who, what, when, where and how for this Cartier masterpiece.

    Rumored to have cost some $4 million Euros [$5.2 million USD], Cartier produced L’Odyssée de Cartier to commemorate their 165th anniversary. Filming on location and on elaborate sets  in Prague, Italy, France and Spain, to name a few, three panthers and handfuls of handlers, and a symphony recording at Abbey Road — the details of L’Odyssée kept getting more delicious the deeper I dug.

    Directed by Bruno Aveillan with music composed by Pierre Adenot, this duo set out to create a “subtle metaphor of Cartier’s elegance, free-spirit and independence” [as stated in L’Odyssée de Cartier’s Extras] through Cartier’s iconic symbol, the panther.

    Cartier's Jeanne Toussaint

    Cartier’s Jeanne Toussaint

    Jeanne Toussaint, Cartier’s first female director of design and nicknamed “The Panther,” re-envisioned Cartier’s traditional art deco aesthetic into the exotic — the Panthere de Cartier Collection.  During the 1930s, the diamond-and-onyx encrusted panther symbolized freedom and boldness with exotic undertones at a time when women were still expected to wear “polite” pearls and concede their right to vote in many parts of the world.

    L’Odyssée de Cartier’s musical score drips with the sensuality of Toussaint’s panther — exotic, feminine, sexy — while each object in each scene has brilliant and intentional meaning.

    Cartier's Panthere Bracelet

    Cartier’s Panthere Bracelet

    From Cartier’s first store in Paris, to Toussaint’s legendary diamond-and-onyx panther, to Trinity rings, to the wedding-ring-every-girl-dreams-of, to the rolling Love bracelets on the mountain top, to Alberto Santos Dumont’s airplane [the namesake of the timeless Santos men’s timepiece] to Shalom Harlow  wearing Chinese designer Yiqing Yinwith’s  striking gown in Cartier red, to finishing…*second audible gasp*…finishing with the pièce de résistance…the 784-diamond, 91-onyx, emerald-eyed panther that houses the 51.58-carat divine green beryl gemstone.

    Final audible gasp. I’ve died and gone to marketing heaven. L’Odyssée de Cartier, Je t’aime!

     



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