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#July
Happy birthday to one of my favorite #TwinFlames and lovely friend, Karen! We are just two days apart--the number "2" simplified makes an "11," by the way. We've known each other for 29 years this year. And yes, we were quite young when we met. I thought it might be fun for Miss Karen, and all my fellow Leos out there born on this day, as well as any #TwinFlame, to understand a little more about the energy of the day through Numerology. Because, of course, it is an #1111 day!
July 2016 has an inordinate number of #1111 days, which will not be repeated again until 2025. Guess who happens to return in 2025??? Jupiter! He completes yet another 11.6 year journey back to the Sun after making stops in every other constellation in our galaxy. By the way, scholars now recognize that Jesus was born in a year where Jupiter was making it's historic revolution around the Sun. Given the proximity of Jupiter to be Sun in that year, it's theorized that, like Julius Caesar, Jesus may have been a July baby. He was definitely a #TwinFlame, born to awaken unconditional love in the world. How horrified he must be that people who claim to be his followers have perverted his teachings to spread hatred, even killing in his name, persecuting his own people, and, for thousands of years.
Irony...it really is the one thing humanity never loses.
Awakening is a painful process. But all evolution is messy. When we evolve from a zygote to a fetus to a child ready to breathe air, it is bloody, violent and generally unpleasant all around. But once we have been "reborn," adventure awaits! The clock turned 2:02 as I wrote that last line...by no small coincidence, that equates to #1111--which also happens to be my soul number.
The Perseid meteor showers fall from the sky for the entire month of Leo, including today. When Leos come into this world, it is under the magical canopy of some of the most brilliant shooting stars in the galaxy. Last year, the Perseids peaked on my birthday. This year, because it's such a big year for #TwinFlames to awaken, the Perseids peak on...you guessed it, August 11th! But you can see beautiful shooting stars named after Perseus from Greek mythology every night between now and then. Interestingly, one of my best friends, also named after a person from Greek mythology, celebrates his birthday on that same day....
#1111 is a number that signifies awakening, especially for #TwinFlames. But anyone can glean the benefits of today's numbers, just by being more aware, more mindful, more thoughtful. When you add the remaining "7" from July to either "11" from today's date (simplified to two "1's"), you get a "9." Add that "9" to the second "11," simplified, and you get yet another "11." Anyone born today from the years 1908, 1917, 1926, 1935, 1944, 1953, 1962, 1971, 1980, 1989, 2007, and 2016 have this incredible numerical combination in their chart.
There are actually three "9's" also present today, which signifies completion, the end of a cycle, wholeness, and the beginning of a new phase of evolution in one's life journey. Because there are two "11's" and three "9's," a third "11" can be formed. Three "11's" equals "33," one of the "master numbers" in numerology signifying a "master teacher." You don't have to be a literal teacher, though many people with a triple "3" in their chart are drawn to that career. You can teach through your art, your writing, your inventions, your discoveries...someone like Albert Einstein would be considered an Ascended Master Teacher, because he taught the world about things no one else had before. His teachings have become pivotal in even more discoveries, more teachings. It has helped us unlock more doors about our physical Universe, which seems to dovetail with our understanding of the non-physical planes as well.
Essentially, people born today are built to be brilliant. That does not necessarily mean you'll be a card-carrying member of Mensa. Remember Dustin Hoffman's portrayal of a savant in Rain Man??? Brilliance comes in many forms. You don't need a degree from an Ivy to be brilliant. That's part of being a Master Teacher, too. Helping people see beyond artificial social boxes. Understanding there is more--much more--than meets the eye.
The next two days also have "11's": July 30th is #1010, which equals "11," and equates to double-divinity as well as cosmic consciousness. And, July 31st is a classic #1111 day with the power of charm, charisma, and the force of nature, thanks to not only 2016 being a "9" year, but also the foundational "11" being built from "7," "3," and "1"--conscious awakening through creation itself.
As this month comes to a close and August begins, let us all be more mindful of how we can awaken positive energy in this world. It is humanity's truest and best purpose....
#TwinFlames #1111 Post-script: The photo below is of the road to Baphuon, a temple in Angkor, Cambodia. It was built in the mid-11th century so people could awaken, realize their purpose and begin to channel positive energy into the world. No coincidences....
*Photo credit to Chris Jones, who is biking 10,000 miles across Asia with his Nikon in hand, spreading positive energy as he goes. You can follow him on Instagram: @cjjonesy
How do I express the inexplicable? Understand the illogical? Eat what is inedible? And, why would I want to?
I wouldn't. Don't. But can't avoid the answers to such questions. In much the same way married men can't seem to avoid wanting me...just one of many ironies.
Life is short. Life is long. Which is it??? Both. It's short when it's good and it's long when it isn't. Yet, there will never be enough time. Even miserable, sick and old, we will greedily, hungrily beg for more. It's desperate. Because, we feel vulnerable.
Vulnerability is a strength. It makes you real. Human. Open. Lovable. And yet, it can create vertical relationships. Open the door to use and abuse. Even though those of us who make ourselves vulnerable do so out of love. Vulnerability is actually an invitation to love. To create equity. But vulnerability becomes weakness more often than not. It's even considered erotic to some. Having a person be vulnerable to their whims. But things like handcuffs are a turn off for me. I want equal play in the bedroom. Give and take. Maybe that's why in my fantasies, threesomes always become foursomes. Sex is not about power. It's about joy.
Everything is. That's why the world and all its ironies fall short. Why does everyone care so much about power??? Joy is all that matters. Finding it. Making it. Keeping it. Humanity's greatest weakness is their inability to prioritize joy. Power is more seductive. But power is only seductive to those who feel as though they have none. Seeking power is the game of the insecure. The fearful. The weak of will, of heart and of mind.
Here's what I learned about myself this week:
Negative people can't be saved by anyone outside of themselves. To have even concerned myself with forgiving a person who does not wish to be forgiven was just plain stupid. On my part. It spoke to my continued vulnerability.
A person who commits any crime--including social crimes--is simply unable to sustain any form of legitimate friendship. Individuals willing to compromise on social ethics are always self-centered users and takers.The very definition of toxicity.
In the past, I have excused socially-criminal ineptitudes with an apologist, liberal sensibility. But you should never apologize for your personal success, big or small. Never apologize for your personal failures either. None are anyone's business but your own.
However, if you have hurt someone's life, it is their business. And, yours. You must make right the wrongs you are responsible for while you have the chance. Because, there is a deadline. People are unlimited, yes, but time is not. Once it passes, you've lost your opportunity. Regret only creates perpetual misery, doubt, and general unhappiness. It ages you. Puts weight around your middle. Loosens your hair from their follicles. Etches lines on your face. And, in the weirdest irony of them all, somehow makes you feel entitled to the very thing you pushed away.
I learned to love myself more than I love the attention of sycophants, liars, cheaters, and narcissists. The people who want me, seem to want me to fulfill some kind of external validation. Like shooting a 12-point buck. I'm a trophy for your wall. A wall you keep up to shelter only the people who share in your misery. I am not miserable, so you have no real intention of including me in your life outside of my providing that validation. Even if it's just something you keep to yourself. Like a secret happiness no one else knows. Except, I'm a writer with an international audience of more than a million readers. I'll validate the fuck out of you....
I'm human. Real, not a fantasy. People who like me because of my physical attributes will always be disappointed. Because, I can never really live up to whatever your expectations are when those expectations are based on some wet dream. The personal porn you have running on a loop in your head. Whatever beauty you see on my outsides are just a bonus. My true beauty can be found within. Not to mention my acumen for gourmet cooking. My sense of humor. My way with words. My knowledge of history, culture, literature, art, philosophy, music, and language. And, last but never least, my ability to give you joy every second you must trudge through the mud and muck of this planet. Try not to worry so much about what my ass might look like, and instead, wonder how you might visit the same blessings on me. If you aren't prepared to do that, then you are only seeking to hurt me. Wanting to cause another unwarranted pain or distress is just cruel. Pretending it's unwitting, acting as though it was an "accident," is even more cruel. And, I won't abide it.
There is never an excuse for cruelty. It's what the weak use to look and feel more powerful. You can't control your environment any other way, so you manipulate the people connected to you. You continuously shift social expectations, making yourself less and less responsible while simultaneously putting yourself in the center of everyone else's universe. Your schedule, your work, your family, your life, and your needs take priority. You only make time if and when it is convenient for you--which means you expect others to accept being inconvenienced by you. If they don't accept your uncompromising terms, you'll ruthlessly cut them off. Discard them. Disappear. And you won't acknowledge what you did. You'll just shift the blame onto the victim you targeted. You actually choose people who are vulnerable enough to accept this unspoken bargain, taking advantage of their patience and understanding, and anything else they're willing to give up in order to keep you in their life.
Some bargain, except, people should not have to discount themselves in any relationship. For any reason.
When people say things like, "God has a plan," and, "You're only given what God knows you can handle," it's actually true. But not for the reasons you think. Writers are essentially cosmic janitors. No wonder it feels like I'm always steeped in shit. My words are the Universe's equivalent of Clorox. And, I'm apparently here to tackle all of the toughest human stains.
I was in despair yesterday, sad at the loss of my baby. I know it's unlikely I'll have another chance to try again--but instead of friends being supportive or recognizing my grief, I've gotten responses that basically imply it was a mistake anyway. That, I should be grateful. Except, I expected to have a baby. It was something I wanted. Badly. Worked hard to achieve. For nearly a year. I loved my daughter. She was mine. Why would anyone try to devalue something that meant so much to me???
The bottom line: It should never be necessary to explain what equates to basic human emotion to any adult.
When I cried yesterday, I did not cry out to have the people responsible for #Emma's end to be punished. I cried out to the Universe to not let the people who hurt me, hurt anyone else. I cried for those who, like me, are yet unaware of these destroyers...the people who will look for your vulnerability. Your openness. The abusers who will try to crush you. Kill you. And, claim a piece of your soul.
As I cried, a horrible thought occurred to me:
Human evil is why I yet live. And, I will not die until I have fulfilled what is a truly terrible Destiny--to record the evil I have encountered, and I have encountered quite a lot. Why? So Karma, or God, or Death, or the Devil, or whatever label you wish to apply, knows who you are and where to find you....
#TwinFlames #1111 Post-script: Today's date (7.27.16) is essentially three "7's" derived from "9." It is considered God's number and in Numerology, means the collective consciousness, manifesting and manifestation, discerning and discernment, becoming aware of your spiritual purpose, awakening to why you are here, and finally, accepting your unique Destiny...and ALL that entails.
#Win
Today is a "6" soul number day; it is also a "4" day. Two "4's," actually. And, two "4's" equal infinity. How auspicious!
The number "4" is a square and represents stability, the elements, the compass, the power of the winds, the different levels of heaven, the foundation of the world, and even the cross. But in order for a square, or a "4," to reach it's full potential, it needs to be three-dimensional. That requires "6" sides. So, when we look at today's numbers, despite the presence of the karmic debt number, "16" (as well as "7," the total of "16" simplified), we can derive A LOT of power for not just the day itself, but the week ahead.
When you add "4" and "6" together, you get a "10," which is the number for the cosmos, the power of the divine, creation itself. It is a remarkable combination. One that makes anything possible. When we consider the karmic debt number in today's date, we may resent the reminder that we have any debt at all, let alone debt from love (which is what "7" from "16" indicates). But without that debt, we would not have the potential "7" provides when combined with the "2" and "4" (7+2=9+4=13, simplified to 1+3=4). Because "724" equals "13," another karmic debt number, people born today may experience a lot of resistance...like walking against the wind at times. But that is only so you can overcome in order to inspire others to do the same. You see, not everyone has the power of both a "4" and a "6" in their charts....
The number "6" is well-rounded and centered on home and family. But the down side is that a "6" soul number may urge you to become a martyr for those causes, where you sacrifice your own happiness to preserve the illusion of unity. The problem is, there's no sacrifice that can ever turn an illusion into reality. The karma of those with a "6" is to then transcend traditional ideas of home and family in order to find true happiness.
Break free of your social boxes, my beloved "6's" of this world! You can have all your heart desires, as long as you are loving and loyal to yourself. Otherwise, you will only create misery for not only you, but those connected to you, by denying your happiness. That means leaving unhealthy, toxic relationships rather than stubbornly holding on to preserve what has already changed. Or perhaps, what was never "real" to begin with....
None of us can love anyone else until and unless we first love ourselves. Unconditionally. When you love yourself, you will be loyal to your needs. When you are loyal to your needs, you can be loving and loyal to those who help fulfill them. Anyone who creates need instead of filling it, "needs" to follow the exit signs.
For any of us to help usher out the takers in our lives--the people who attempt to create codependency through abuse--we must strengthen ourselves. Being vulnerable is what leads to vertical relationships, on any level. That is why we must not only empower ourselves through positive energy, but others as well. The more people who are empowered via unconditional love, the more connected the world will become. And, the more connected we all are, the probability of hate decreases exponentially.
When you look at all the recent hate crimes that have occurred around the world, you can see the people at the root of the problem are disenfranchised--disconnected. It is not a particular idea that has disconnected them. It is vulnerability. Adults are vulnerable when they do not have the ability to earn. That is the bottom line. Empowerment comes through education and opportunity.
What the governments of the world are doing is of no consequence to the rest of us. We need to focus on ourselves as individuals. How can each of us use our talents to empower (employ) others??? When we create multiple revenue streams through our own creative power, we create the same effect in the lives of others, too. THAT is the ultimate message of today's numbers.
Now, go out there and start winning! If you are alive, you're already on the path to success. I always say, "When I win, everyone wins." Because, that is my ultimate goal. To help empower as many people around the world as possible. Positive energy transcends all religion, all labels, all borders, all boundaries, all difference.
Your very birth was powered by positive energy. That means you were born with that potential, no matter what your numbers are. This week, wherever you see a negative, look for the positive. The silver lining. That's where it starts. You decide how far you want positive energy to take you from there.
There is only ever one option when you use positive energy....
#TwinFlames #1111 Post-script: A new #TwinFlame entered the world this weekend! I helped open the door for that unconditional love so am very happy to announce the arrival of this new special soul to our planet. The moment I returned to this area, eight new doors opened for eight new souls. One of which was a baby girl born last week...another #Emma. The number "8" is infinity and is created by my soul number, doubled. #PositiveEnergy is the key to not only making our today better, but bringing true #Peace and #Joy to humanity's collective tomorrow as well.
Do not look to heaven for answers for heaven is now looking to you. You were born thanks to positive energy. That was your gift at birth. Your miracle. It is then only up to each of us, as living individuals, to embrace it. When you do, you have the power of heaven in your hands--not to be used to create chaos--but instead, to create more miracles.
That's the true win.
A year ago, had someone told me I could wake up and not be consumed with grief and sorrow, I would have thought them mad.
How do you "get over" the kinds of deep loss I've had in the last year or so?
There's no easy answer. Though, I will try to break it down for you. Make it accessible. But more importantly, doable. Because, it is entirely possible to turn around EVERY negative you face into something positive. The good news is that, not only is it possible, it's also probable.
At some point, I felt that it just wasn't going to happen. Happiness. Peace. Joy. Whether it's losing real love, the loss of a job/career, the loss of a home, of a child, or in my case, all of the above, you don't just wake up one day, magically healed. As the months went by, it wasn't getting any better either. Sometimes, it actually felt worse!
But, after about 18 months, I was ready to quite literally unpack my baggage. When we have severe loss, though you may still keep your life moving, as I did, you're not really present for most of it. Because, everything feels surreal. As if someone hijacked your life. And, you want it back. So, you wait. You may not look like you're waiting, but on the inside you are. You feel stuck. Paralyzed. Like you can't move, even if you desperately want to. You pour over every detail of what was once your present and future, but in the span of a single day, quite suddenly became your past. You look for clues. Pieces to the puzzle. Hoping that, after enough time, someone, somewhere, whether in Heaven or on Earth, will see the grievous error and fix it.
But there was no error. In fact, loss is the Universe's way of helping you start fresh. You have a second chance to create the life you really want, even if you felt you were already living it. What you were really doing was making the best out of the life you were given. If that wasn't the case, it wouldn't have ended. There's nothing wrong with making the best of things. But you now know you have the power to shape your own world. You have choices. And, the first one you must make in order to move on from any loss is to love yourself. Unconditionally.
When you love yourself without making excuses for doing so, you have chosen to stop being a victim. You can still be victimized, but even if you are, you are brave enough to bear the social criticism of your survival. Yes, you read that right. A survivor must understand that her survival will be met with social suspicion. Scrutiny, even. Rather than be joyful you are alive and well, people will actually question whether or not your experience was real...because you are miraculously alive. It's always easier (and cheaper) to blame the victim rather than initiate social change that creates true accountability. Your very existence is proof of serious social problems. That is why some people will wish you had not survived. You're now a living, breathing blinking red sign. People will try to silence you as a result. Put you in a social box. Keep you down. Make you feel small. Afraid.
But you are a survivor now. That means you are also unbreakable. And, it means you are no longer afraid. Not even of being alone. When you've lost everything, except yourself, you have nothing more to lose. That makes you powerful. Strong. Not weak. Once you get over the unwarranted social scrutiny, you can really move your life in any direction you wish.
Removing limits is never easy. But after a major loss, or losses, you have the freedom to make real change. It takes time. It takes effort. And, it takes money. So, do not despair when change is slow. Do not apologize when change is slow. If you work toward change each and every day, at some point, you will see it manifest in your life.
The easiest change any of us can make is to move our bodies more. It's free to walk in nature. Or, run in nature. Start there. Move on to spending $20 a month at Planet Fitness instead of purchasing four coffees at Starbucks. Give your body an hour of aerobic exercise each and every day. Don't make excuses. Just do it. When you do, you will feel better. No matter what. When you feel better, you look better. Think better. And, people will take notice.
That's the beginning. The rest is up to you.
Someone didn't love you? That's too bad. For them. Now, your biggest problem is deciding who you want to spend your time with and how you want to spend it. When someone who doesn't want to be with you leaves, their decision doesn't limit your choices...it EXPANDS them. Once you assimilate what happened, never look back. Move forward. That's where the future is. YOUR future. You no longer have dead weight dragging you down. That's a gift. Unwrap it and find your true bliss....
Maybe you had to leave a job you loved? You probably didn't love it as much as you thought you did. Think of ways you can use those same talents to create multiple revenue streams that benefit your own pockets instead of someone else's. Boom! A new adventure awaits...now, go get it!
You had to move out of your dream home? The reasons why don't matter. What does matter is that all it takes to make a change is a single day. Think about it this way, you now know what you want in your future home and can build the next one as you rebuild the rest of your life EXACTLY where and how you want it. You won't have to accept the sub-par finishes the previous owner put in because they ran out of money. You can either build an entirely new house, or, find one you love in a location that is even better than the one you had before, and gut the inside. Make it yours. You're the Master Builder of your own life. Never forget it.
Loss from the death of a child is just devastating. And, it will never not be devastating. But you can honor that child through your new choices. Make them proud. Make yourself proud. Create charitable opportunities in that child's name. It costs nothing to hold a shoe drive for someplace like Soles4Souls or have friends and family drop off old towels and blankets at your home for the local animal shelter. You don't have to be rich to give back. Or, to make your loss into someone else's gain. Whether or not you have more children after losing one, the best way to show your love for that baby is to live your best life. Every single day. Finding ways to make other people's lives better will help you do just that.
If you are where I was a year ago, I want you to know there is SO much hope for not just a future, but a beautiful future. A beautiful life. Full of beautiful people. Beautiful opportunities. And, exciting new adventures. I still have days where I need to be alone. You will, too. The neural pathways in your brain that you used for living every day life in your past will never go away. Sometimes, something you don't even expect will catch you, triggering one of the old neural pathways back into action. It's not a set back. Think of it more like your brain making an update. It's just a glitch. So don't give up.
Never allow yourself to invest your time and effort into negative energy of any kind again. You must invest in only positive energy. That doesn't mean getting rid of people who have problems. We are all only human. We ALL have problems. Compassion, patience...this is part of positive change through unconditional love. Invest your positive energy into making positive change for not just you, but also, for anyone connected to you. The more people you help, the better your life will become. Making and maintaining meaningful connections is the ultimate purpose of all human existence. Yours will be better for it.
Life is not a dress rehearsal. I hear myself saying that a lot lately. Whether you've been stalled by loss or not, what are you waiting for? Really think about it. When opportunity knocks, you have to open the door and invite it in. You can't expect it to wait until you're ready in five or six years, or whenever you imagine that magic moment might be. There will always be a reason to not make change. It's the equivalent of giving up. You might as well go dig your grave right now.
Loss is loss. It's not something to be grateful for. But being alive is. If you're reading this, you're alive. And if you're alive, you can turn any loss around. Heck, you don't even have to wait for loss to happen to make your life better.
We often become domesticated. Like dogs. Things are easier if we go with the flow. We don't have to think as much, do as much. As long as we follow the commands of whoever our master is, we have a comfortable place to sleep. We get fed. We get to go for a walk in the park once in a while. But on the inside, you'll always be a wolf. Therefore, good enough will never really be good enough. That is the true reason loss is inevitable.
If positive energy enters your world and encourages you to feel your fangs, it's time to escape your cage....
#TwinFlames #1111 Post-script: I wanted to share that the #Twin fawn I thought had died in the intersection last week was a false #Twin. The original set of #Twins had only been separated temporarily. One was probably hiding out in a patch of woods until its mother and sibling came back to get it. Fawns will often lay down to camouflage themselves in woods while waiting for their mother's return. As of two days ago, the #Twins have been reunited. Their mother has a distinctive mark as do they. I also identified an older sibling from the same mother, a single doe, who the mother brought to my yard to feed. Two-and-two always equal four, and four is forever #1111.
#Prey
As I looked up into the darkness at two o'clock this morning, #Twin shooting stars shot across the sky. It is currently 9:02 as I write this (9+0+2=11). I noticed two days ago that one of the #Twin fawns was missing from its sibling and mother. Where there was once three, there was now only two. That was the 11th, but today adds up to #1111 [7+1+3=11, simplified and added to the year (2+0+1+6=9), makes 9+1+1=11]. That math equals awakening. When I find myself steeped in 11's, like today, I know I'm on the right path on my continuing journey toward living an #AwakeLife. Earning my wings, as it were.
The body of the missing #Twin was found struck by a car near a dangerous intersection within a mile of my backyard. I do what I can to keep the deer close--safe--but deer actually have territories stretching more than 25 square miles, even with two babies in tow. The mother has to keep moving, too, because there are more than enough predators in my area, including coyote (about 40-50lbs), coy-wolves (60-70lbs), and actual grey wolves (85-125lbs), several of whom I've met in person. Though, generally, when you see predators in pairs, it's the last thing you'll ever see.
People can be like that, too. One may be gentle on his own, but paired with another, can become predatory, dangerous. Pack animals tend to follow a single dominant leader. If that leader is full of fear, she will also lead through it. Every reaction is then going to be fear-based. That's unique to humans. A wolf is never afraid; it makes decisions based on survival. When I first met my wolf (of the four-legged variety), we had to establish mutual respect. Since then, she has even warned me away from hiking in an area where she and her mate were hunting. She knows I am not food. Her coyote cousins will never learn that respect. They are opportunists. Exploiters. Con artists. Sadly, I've had encounters with a few of the human variety as well.
One coyote recently crossed my path a mere five feet in front of me, retreating into the tall grass of a nearby meadow. Bold move. Classic strategy. I used to use it in fencing all the time. You literally drop your foil to the ground, dragging it in front of you, as you back away from your opponent. It's how I started every match. Because then, it forced my opponent to pursue me. That's a weakness. I could then tell within the first few minutes which hand he favored, if he was nervous or not, sizing up the best places to attack by gaging his speed and strength.
When the coyote invited me in to the meadow, I immediately turned around, recognizing a trap. My little dog was with me. I imagined she was the real target. She's about 10lbs, the perfect meal. Bigger than a rabbit, and easier to deal with than a skunk. I was aware that the coyote began stalking us after a time. It was getting dark and I am much too cavalier about being in the woods at night. It's where I find peace. But it's also where others find sustenance. On my own, it's one thing. But with my little dog, it's dangerous.
While the first coyote was about 50 feet behind me, another emerged from the now dried up marsh 30 feet ahead. This was a hunting duo. The one in front is meant to distract me as the other closes in from behind. At that time of day, the trail, already off the beaten path, is completely empty of people. Not that I need anyone's help. Though, when I was hanging by a single spindly branch after falling off the side of the trail, it was rather convenient to have a cyclist happen to come by at that moment. But in this situation, I really was fine on my own. I picked up my dog and began walking straight at the coyote who had emerged ahead of me, maintaining eye contact. Most people panic and start running. That just kicks in a coyote's predatory instincts; given that they're one of the fastest animals on four legs, it's not a good idea. If you were a wolf, and two coyote were closing in, what would you do? You'd show your dominance to whichever animal was closer. That's what I was doing, even if most humans find that counterintuitive. Walking toward the danger. But I am the alpha. Even predators without fur recognize that.
Coyotes look like medium-sized dogs. They're relatively small...bigger than a fox, but much smaller than, say, a German Shepard. When you see a pair like I did, remember, they're just hunting. They don't deserve to be shot or killed for surviving. The fact of the matter is that a new subdivision cut into a large area of what was once forest off of the trail. These coyotes and wolves are now trying to re-establish territories. They've been forced to hunt on the trail. People don't respect nature, or the animals that live there. Then, they act shocked when nature infringes on their lives in some way. The same folks who talk about the need to be humble will hire contractors to remove forests and build houses...for themselves. Not recognizing that they are building their home by displacing countless animals and destroying our environment. We have a glut of empty houses in the States. In Georgia, I'd drive down the road a bit to Cedartown and see one abandoned house after another. But rehabbing an existing property isn't something people are interested in. Everyone wants something NEW. No matter what that means to the wildlife population or the environment. While a rabbit, a raccoon, even a squirrel or bird, has no voice, predators do. It's quite a howl, too. Never forget the first time I heard it in real time--not recorded through TV or a movie. Bone-chilling.
Days before the #Twin fawn was killed by a car in the intersection near my house, I was driving through that same intersection close to one o'clock on a Saturday morning. No, I wasn't partying. That's not my bag. I've never taken a single drug in my life. And, though I cook with alcohol, like bourbon and wine, I'm not really a drinker. Not even a social drinker. I don't need any kind of substance to relax or have a good time. I'm able to do that all on my own. In fact, if you knew me, you'd understand why. I hold myself back on a continuous basis. Only met one other human I could truly be myself with. Only one. I connect with everyone. I truly love everyone, too. Even have compassion for those who have tried to hurt me. Compassion is wholly different from sympathy, by the way. I don't pity fools. I pity animals who live amidst the fools.
I had my high beams on, so any animals in the area could see me coming. My music was loud, too, for the same reason. As I came up over the hill, I turned off my high beams because another car was on the road. Right before I turned off the intense light, I saw a fox in pursuit of a skunk, cross right in front of me and into the next lane where the other car was about to pass. I nearly died in horror. I made a careful U-turn with my high beams on, scared at what I might find. But happily, all I found was the fox, newly sprayed by the skunk, looking completely stunned, but still safe on the edge of the tree line. It looked back at me before disappearing into the woods.
Someone recently asked me if I carry when I'm hiking. The answer is no. I'd never shoot an animal. I don't need to. Don't need to shoot a person to stop them either. Things like bullets and arrows are for cowards. Amateurs. I'm happy to use my teeth and claws in close combat. Prefer it. At least it would be a fair fight. Well, maybe not. I am small after all. But unlike with sex, when it comes to survival, size doesn't matter.
Humans lived with wolves and coyote and cougar and bear for millennia without guns. You just have to respect their space. Be smart. My little dog is descended from domesticated wolves. Wolves were partners to early man, helping to protect him. Helping him to hunt. Today, we seem to have forgotten the debt we owe to all animals. The debt we owe to nature itself. That's where mindfulness comes in handy.
A few years back, I was driving through the mountains of Tennessee. If you've never been, you have to go. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, next to the ocean. It was late, or rather early. And I was taking it slow around the hair-pin turns. I had my high beams on as well. Only car on the road and no public lighting to speak of to help guide me. All of a sudden, there he was, majestic as the day is long. This huge elk. A male. I'd never seen one in person before. But this was unmistakable.
Elk were reintroduced in the Great Smoky Mountains in 2001. By July 2014, when I had my elk-encounter, they were thriving. As I had opportunity to see for myself. Every day miracles...kind of like me. Makes me wonder if, one day, humans will have to be "reintroduced" to our natural habitat. Shows like The 100 and films like Wall-E come to mind.
I've missed seeing the #Twin fawns prance together in my yard. The other day, I watched the surviving #Twin follow her mother out of the woods...she stopped and turned, as if listening for her #Twin's phantom footsteps, before hurriedly catching up to her mother to suck bird seed out of my feeders. It's become a ritual now. Around twilight. I placed half a milk jug filled with water, apples and carrots near the feeder, too. We're in a draught and the weather is so hot you can't really breathe outside from late morning until the sun starts to set.
Momma and baby have been looking pretty lethargic lately. That won't do if they're going to survive. And, I want them to.
I have....
#TwinFlames #1111 Post-script: "13" is a karmic debt number that reflects constant difficulty, giving the soul opportunity to not only survive, but thrive, serving as an example of perseverance, fortitude and sheer will to others. Those with a soul number of "4" from "13" or "31" have this karma. Anyone with this combination in their chart will experience resistance but don't get frustrated. Apply patience. You were built for this. You were made to not only be successful, but be successful against all odds so you might inspire and motivate others to do the same.
#SomethingBig
One of my favorite #Twitter peeps, Jessica, sent me an SOS early this morning...she missed my writing in the last week and asked for something "karmic, kick-ass and uplifting." That's one hell of a description, Jess. If that's what you think of my work, I'm sorry I've been holding back so much material. I actually write at least one new essay every day, sometimes more. But it doesn't always get posted. Here's at least part of why:
When officers were targeted and killed on July 7th (July=7; 7+7=14), I'd written a piece discussing the numerology of the karmic debt number "14" and how it is indicative of severe abuse of people who are innocent, including cold-blooded murder. The essay was written 11 hours before the attack. When I later heard what happened on the news, I was so horrified, I couldn't post it. Things like that happen pretty often these days. Being connected to the Universe isn't always about walking with Angels or having the sky open to a rainbow the moment you need it. You sometimes see really bad things coming. But you're helpless to stop it. All you can really do is pray.
Prayer for me is meditating on positivity, then radiating that out as positive energy. I've seen it work. The power of my prayer. I think I have that power because my very life hinged on others praying for me.
Fifteen years ago, I was diagnosed with a recurrence of brain cancer. It was bad. High grade. I was given two years. But people prayed for me. People I didn't even know. From all over the world. And of many different faiths. Nuns and monks and priests and rabbis. Muslim friends, Christian friends, Jewish friends, Buddhist friends, even friends who have no religious or philosophical ties at all prayed. And today, I'm here. Because, you wanted me here. You asked for me to stay. And, your prayers were answered.
My #Light persevered because of positive energy. And now, I do my best to give it to each of you, imbued in these very words. When you take them in to your mind, and hopefully, your heart, too, you take in pieces of my light. Several of you have told me to "save" some of my positive energy for myself. But that's not how it works. I can help you. But in order to do that, I cannot help myself. All I may do is offer a karmic invitation. You have free will. It's always up to you in how you wish to use it.
Two years ago, at almost exactly this time of year, I offered miracles to a person who had only seen difficulty from the moment he was born. He accepted my offer but just kind of expected to have those miracles delivered to him without any effort on his part. As if he were somehow entitled. But miracles don't work like that. When you're offered a miracle, you can only receive it if you're willing to put in the work to make it happen. People prayed for me 15 years ago and I'm here today, but in between, I put in great effort to maintain the miracle offered to me. I changed how I ate, how I moved, how I did almost everything in my life. It's called evolution. When we evolve, we adapt. When we adapt, we not only survive, we thrive. Every step I take is taken mindfully. There are no guidelines for a person like me now. Doctors don't even know what to say. I've lived five times longer than almost anyone else with a similar diagnosis. Science is equipped to quantify how things like radiation and chemotherapy work. But it has no method of measurement for miracles.
The power of miracles is quite real. I met one, you know. A miracle. He's a person, but he's also a miracle. Well, he's my miracle anyway. He doesn't even know he's a miracle. He thinks he's just a regular guy. But since I met him, my heart has almost completely healed. I've gotten stronger, healthier and have moved even closer to my goals. He's my friend. That's really all. But I'd been praying for him. For 18 months. Even though I've never been alone, I was incredibly lonely since the loss of my daughter. And just when I was about to give up hope of feeling whole again, he appeared. A rather handsome miracle at that....
Today happens to add up to "18." It's an "11" day, quite literally. And, as there are no coincidences, when my miracle talks to me, it's usually at a time that adds up to "11," like 9:02 or 7:31. He and I actually add up to #1111 when you put our birthdates together. We also have the numbers for double-infinity in our chart. I've had that kind of math with two other people, but this one is actually an exact mirror reflection of my numbers, minus one. And that number is represented in his combined chart with a sibling. Both he and his sibling are connected to me through their numbers. If you put their numerology together, it basically foretells my existence. Obviously, there's some cosmic plan that I can only guess at based on my limited understanding of what is the universal language. But whatever it might be, it's a rather intriguing puzzle in the meantime. One that has me motivated, inspired and healthier overall.
July 11th adds up to a double "9" or "18," which can then become yet a third "9." In numerology #999 signifies completion. Every variation of "9" adds up to "9." Though my friend and I are not the same age, we both turn ages in this "9" year (2+0+1+6=9) that also add up to "9." We were also both born in a year that adds up to "9." That is also three "9's," like today's date.
#999 is not just about completing an important life sequence; it's also about new beginnings. Every phase that comes to completion only opens the door to a new adventure. There is a sense of closure, fullness and satisfaction. That is exactly what my friend brought to me (big "yes" knock to that from my ethereal entourage...). #999 also means a karmic return to happiness. A return to feeling whole again. To being one with the source. In Kabbalah, #Light is the source of all. #Light is merely a manifestation of unconditional love. You can use that unconditional love to create new realities, to build and teach and guide. To bring change into your world.
And, do you know what follows change? Life....
The number "18" represents "life." The slew of recent tragedies in the States beginning exactly one month ago today creates a forced sense of nihilism. As if nothing matters. But that's what negative energy does. It makes you feel worthless--like you don't matter--which in turn makes it nearly impossible for you to value anything else. That's why, no matter how bad things are for you, or how bad things are in the world, turn away from the negatives and embrace only positive energy.
What are you thankful for? Find your gratitude and you'll lose the attitude.
Even before the Universe delivered me the friend I had been praying for, I had to do the work. I had to experience my grief. I could leave no stone un-turned. I unpacked every memory I'd literally put into boxes. So many, it took two storage units to hold them all. That's a lot of memories! Facing those memories meant that I had to stop running from my past--again, that was quite literal. But once I did, once I was ready to face the things that were otherwise unthinkable, everything changed. It happened almost immediately. But in order for me to get to that place, I had to learn/earn unconditional love. You may be alive but you are not living if you lack real love. Real love isn't just between two souls. Real love starts with only one. You.
When you have unconditional love present in the self, it becomes your shield and your guide. That's what positive energy is: Unconditional love. There is no ego. No pride. You understand everything. You understand nothing. And your compassion for all is a continuous flow. The source? Your soul. If you can love yourself without judgment, you can love others the same way.
We're all on a journey of awakening. Today is about completing the phase of our cycle where fear and loathing are valued above love. Today is a day that demands we cherish life. Our own. And, the lives of others. You may want to consider how you look at animals today. Why is it okay to feed a kitten, but eat a calf? Stop placing judgment on one life over another. When you do, you free yourself from the judgment of others, too. Because, you are finally cherishing life. In all its many forms. You can achieve miracles then. You can heal yourself. You can heal others. You can be a window to heaven. You shine your light onto everyone around you. You can make manifest positive change in not just your own reality but for others as well.
Though the person I offered miracles to was unprepared to receive them, I guarantee that his life has started to show positive change today. Perhaps it is small, but every day, his experience with me alters his perceptions that had gone largely unchallenged. Now, he knows there is goodness in the world. He knows there is light. Perhaps most importantly, he knows there is freedom. He's tasted it. And once we taste it, our souls will never stop searching for it. I may never see the full results of the positive change I had on this man's life, yet I still know it exists.
You may not even realize that you, too, are someone's miracle. You may not see the positive impact you have on another person. But I guarantee that you do. That's why you can't give up on yourself. You can't give up on others either. Just focus on unconditional love. Develop that inside you. Make it real. Bring it to life by bringing it into your consciousness. Be mindful of it. Spare the life of a spider. Look where you step on the sidewalk. Feed the birds in your yard. Be kind to all life. Love all life. And yours will improve.
#ShineOn
For two days now (also simplified to an "11" in numerology), I have seen nothing but combinations of "11's"...everywhere. More than the usual frequency. My Inbox had 29,038 emails or #1111. I had 101 voicemails (also an "11"). The number of "likes" on one of my professional Facebook pages hit 560 (5+6+0=11). Yesterday, when I got up, the clock read 6:50am (another "11"); today, I looked at the clock at 7:04. As I opened my window, the #Twin fawns born in the woods behind my house were prancing about my yard. When I went hiking yesterday, the first thing I saw was #Twin rabbits, sitting right next to each other in the grass. A pair of gold finches later perched together on my windowsill, too. On Sunday, as I hiked through the rooty pass to the parking area, two small gray feathers floated down in front of me. When I picked them up, I felt the energy of the Universe between my two fingers. It was as if #Love and #Light radiated through me.
And, it does....
July itself is the 7th month but it's currently in the fourth Zodiacal house...that's another "11." And, during this last month, I did meet another #TwinFlame, as well as reconnect with the #Twin I've known for literally my entire life. We are but two months apart, which is another "11," and, though he does not know this, I was born at 5:24...which is his birthday. If I had to guess, I'd bet he was born around 7:31. The man I considered my #Twin is a mirror reflection of the #Twin I've known my whole life. Because he was always there, I never had that recognition moment...the "it's really you," I had with someone else. But I am starting to wonder if I had that moment with someone else because he is but a younger doppelgänger for the other. And, the clock just turned 8:38, or #1111.
Why am I being inundated with "11's"??? Because I am being called to awaken further. Just got a "yes" knock to that. My ethereal entourage has been very vocal lately. The reason? I have been stubbornly avoiding two things in particular--both connected to the blip on my proverbial computer screen a year and a half or so ago. I forget sometimes that it was just a year ago that I had to leave behind my entire life in order to avoid both being killed and taking another's life in defense of my own. Today, I would not run. Today, I'd shoot. Because, today, I love and value myself more than anything or anyone else. That makes me more dangerous than the criminals who pursued me. They have no concept of real love and certainly do not value themselves at all. But I already knew I was more powerful than them...that's what scared me into leaving in the first place.
I've always held myself back. Even in sex. It's kind of like Spider-Man, "With great power comes great responsibility." I know more than most. That means I'm responsible for anyone who knows less, even if those individuals are trying to hurt me.
And, that's the truth for ALL of us. But it is hard to be responsible for idiots like the people I had to literally THINK for last year. But, now that I've completed my part in that karma cycle, I am no longer responsible for their care and well being. I am now solely responsible for my own. That is all I ever need to remember.
To resent people who are clearly not on my level is the equivalent of resenting a mosquito for biting me. The mosquito is merely reacting to its environment. That is all a mosquito can do. I'm the only one who has the power to make choices: I can let the mosquito feed, then, live out its small life until someone else crushes it. Or, I can crush it. Or, I can be so engaged in my own world that the mosquito and it's bite are irrelevant to mine. No matter what, the mosquito ends up dead long before me. Until then, it's life is miserable, dependent on feeding off of others. It's mindless and hungry. It has no self-awareness. It can never achieve anything close to what I am capable of. While the mosquito is yet unaware of all of this, I am not.
That's another lesson learned in the last year: Loving a mosquito is a fruitless act. Because, mosquitos are incapable of loving you back. When you love them anyway, they're bound to bite you. And, ultimately, a mosquito can never be more than just a bug. Sometimes, when we are desperate enough, even a bug can look almost human. Camouflage. That's how they survive.
I was truly desperate to feel loved. So desperate, I mistook a mosquito's attentions for a kind of affection. Of course the mosquito was the one orbiting me--you see, it was feeding off of me. Like a tiny vampire. But when I became annoyed and began swatting at it, it simply moved on to the next complacent body. Mosquitos are innately co-dependent. And, that's unhealthy. It's how they spread disease.
Love is unconditional when it's real. That means that when you love, even if it's just a mosquito, that love goes nowhere. However, once you develop the ability to love unconditionally, it naturally extends to yourself as well. You actually become healthier. And, when you recognize unconditional love of the self, you will quietly walk away from the toxicity of others you may also love, but who do not love you back. Because, you can now recognize real love. You will never again settle for love that isn't real. Even if it means the only person who truly loves you for the rest of your life is you. Love does conquer all...but that victory isn't always what we might expect.
When you have the ability to love unconditionally, it attracts people. All people, even the mosquitos of our species. Unconditional love is your light and your shield. It will protect you. Guide you. And, one day, you will find another soul like yours. Beautiful, inside and out. It's worth the wait...and, the weight.
Toward the end of July, we move into the fifth house. My house. In numerology, that time period becomes #111, which signifies thoughts manifesting into reality. That's why #Leos are so powerful yet are often underachievers. We can believe in something enough that it becomes real, even if that something is self-destructive. Learn from my house. Think only positive thoughts. Only work from a place of positive energy. And you will have the power to make manifest those positives into the world. Most of August opens the doors for #TwinFlames and overall awakening, so, prepare now for what is yet to come.
Your soul may be infinite, but you will never again live this same lifetime....
#ElieWiesel
Elie Wiesel was the author of fifty-seven books, including #Night--the 1960 publication that won him a Nobel Peace Prize in 1986. Why it took twenty-six years to earn that recognition is no mystery. In less than 24-hours after Mr. Wiesel's death, the anti-Semitic voices of his critics became loud and clear.
For the record, publicly criticizing a man no longer able to speak is simply disgusting behavior. How would you expect him to defend himself? You wouldn't.These "critics," though "cowards" might be a more apt description, were silent while Wiesel was alive. Obviously, they chose their moment carefully. Quite a triumph. Insulting the dead. The truly awful part is that both criticisms have come from within Wiesel's own community. An Israeli friend of mine, now living in Atlanta, once said, "The biggest enemy of the Jewish people are not non-Jews...our biggest enemy is us."
Perhaps other Jews are too afraid to speak out against Wiesel's critics. But anyone who did not survive the Holocaust, yet criticizes a person who did, is not a real Jew. I don't care what DNA may suggest. You are no better than the Judenrat--the Jews who saved themselves by helping Nazis to round up and kill their friends and neighbors. Hell is where you belong. And, it is where you will go. Wiesel has died. He was lauded as a "messenger of God." His voice was heard by millions around the world. Not for inciting hate, like the preposterous men who call themselves "journalists" and "scholars."
Those who criticize a soul such as Wiesel's will die one day, too. Lest you have forgotten, I am quite happy to remind you of your mortality....
Wiesel was born in a little town in Romania located in the Carpathian Mountains. Half of my family is from the Carpathian Mountains that run along the border of Ukraine. Wiesel likely knew my relatives during his time at Buchenwald, one of the Nazi concentration camps. But he also survived Auschwitz. After living through what more than twelve-million people did not, Wiesel studied under Sartre at the Sorbonne in Paris. He was reunited with two of his sisters through a French orphanage; the family eventually immigrated to Canada.
Whatever the most horrible thing to have happened to you in your lifetime may be, it is not even close to what someone like Wiesel survived. Allow me to provide a little context: I have been beaten, raped, abandoned, abused, neglected...I survived not only all of that, but the loss of a child, as well as two bouts of malignant cancer, which robbed me of many things, including my dignity. And yet, none of my rather significant pain even remotely touches what a Holocaust survivor has lived through.
I've met many survivors. I even taught the history of the Holocaust. But there is no key to knowledge in understanding how that kind of deliberate extermination can affect the psyche. And yet, Wiesel managed to hold on to his humanity. His soul. THAT speaks loudest to who Elie Wiesel truly was.
His posthumous critics are both upper to upper-middle class, educated men, one of whom has a very famous, politically-connected father. Neither have ever had to face the demons that Wiesel faced. Neither have ever had to survive even half of what I have faced in just four decades on the planet. Their mewling whines sound more like the rhetoric of opportunist traitors given their rather privileged lives.
Ugly is as ugly does....
The beauty of Wiesel is that he not only spoke out about the Holocaust, but raised his voice against tyranny and persecution in many, many countries and for many, many peoples. His legacy is not just in his books, or through his work as a political activist, but through his teachings. He was a professor, notably at Boston University (BU). Ironically, I was born and raised in Boston. Because of Wiesel, my dream at 16 and 17 years old was to attend BU. The Elie Wiesel Center for Jewish Studies at Boston University is a rare place of learning and compassion. Wiesel taught at many universities and was granted a plethora of honorary Doctorates. He had thousands upon thousands of students. What a wonder it would be to see one of them write in defense of their professor. Maybe that is yet to come.
The world is poorer for the loss of Elie Wiesel...he was more than a survivor of the worst atrocity the world has ever ALLOWED to happen. In the language of our ancestors, Elie Wiesel was a true mensch. A tzadik. Those who lived while he did are better for it. I know I am.
It is now up to those of us who live on to continue Wiesel's work. To keep the world a safe place. A place where the kind of hatred responsible for millions upon millions upon millions of deaths will "never again" be allowed to flourish.
Never....


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Jessica Karen Szohr (Menomonee Falls; 31 de marzo de 1985) es una actriz estadounidense, conocida por interpretar a Vanessa Abrams en la serie Gossip Girl.

Biografía

Es de ascendencia húngara y somalí. Con 16 años empezó a trabajar como modelo y se graduó en el Menomonee Falls High School (Wisconsin). Aunque ha realizado muchas apariciones en televisión: Somebody Help Me, CSI: Miami, What about Brian, House at the End of the Drive, The Reading Room, That's So Raven, Joan of Arcadia, Drake & Josh, What I Like about You, Uncle Nino and My Wife and Kids (The CW). También apareció en el videoclip de Over You del grupo Daughtry. Participó en el anuncio de Thalía para Kmart titulado Aquí, hoy.

Interpretó a Vanessa Abrams en la serie Gossip Girl (entre 2007 y 2011) hasta finales de la cuarta temporada. La salida de su personaje se justificó con un viaje de estudios a Barcelona (España). A pesar de haber abandonado la serie hizo un cameo en el último capítulo de la serie cuando la identidad de Gossip Girl salió a la luz.

Vida personal
Mantuvo una breve relación con el que fue su compañero en Gossip girl, hasta que lo engañó Ed Westwick.

En septiembre de 2020 se hizo público que estaba esperando su primer hijo con su novio Brad Richardson. Su hija, Bowie Ella Richardson, nació el 11 de enero de 2021.

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Televisión

Videos musicales

Referencias

Actrices de cine de Estados Unidos
Actrices de televisión de Estados Unidos
Modelos femeninas de Estados Unidos
Actrices de Wisconsin
Nacidos en Wisconsin

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Home » Learn » The Internet » ISP
What is an Internet Service Provider?
An Internet Service Provider (ISP) is the industry term for the company that is able to provide you with access to the Internet, typically from a computer. If you hear someone talking about the Internet and they mention their "provider," they're usually talking about their ISP.
Your ISP makes the Internet a possibility. In other words, you can have shiny computer with a built-in modem and could have a router for networking, but without a subscription with an ISP, you won't have a connection to the Internet.
For the typical homeowner or apartment dweller, the ISP is usually a "cable company" that, in addition or offering a TV subscription, also offers an Internet subscription. You don't get both for the price of one, however. You can get just cable TV or just high-speed Internet, or both.
An ISP is your gateway to the Internet and everything else you can do online. The second your connection is activated and set up, you'll be able to send emails, go shopping, do research and more. The ISP is the link or conduit between your computer and all the other "servers" on the Internet. You may feel like you're talking to your mom directly through email, but in reality it's more "indirectly." Your email goes from your computer, to the ISP computers/servers, where it's sent along to its destination through other servers on the network.
Of course, that's its "electronic" path: the transmission is still virtually instantaneous.
Every home or organization with Internet access has an ISP. The good news is, we don't all have to have the same provider to communicate with each other and we don't have to pay anything extra to communicate with someone who has a different ISP.
Whereas just about anyone can have a website, not everyone can be an ISP. It takes money, infrastructure and a lot of very smart technicians. Your ISP maintains miles of cabling, employs hundreds of technicians and maintains network services for its hundreds of thousands of subscribers. Depending on where you live, you typically have a choice of ISPs.
Types of ISPs
In the 1990s, there were three types of ISPs: dial-up services, high-speed Internet (also referred to as "broadband") offered by cable companies, and DSL (Digital Line Subscribers) offered by phone companies. By 2013, dial-up services were rare (even though they were cheap), because they were very slow...and the other ISP options were typically readily available and much, much faster.
DSL and Cable.
Two of the leading DSL ISPs have been Verizon and AT&T. But in the last few years (from 2013), DSL has been on the decline, while cable-based ISPs, like Comcast and Time Warner, have been growing. Why the change? It's because the phone companies have been getting more into the lucrative smartphone business, and selling annual contracts for cellular service along with...smartphone Internet capabilities.
That's left a lot of the broadband business for the cable companies.
Fiber Internet: On its way to you?
With DSL dropping out of the picture, there's room for a new technology and it's already here in some areas: it's called fiber, or fiber optical, broadband. Supposedly, fiber is hundreds times FASTER than cable or DSL. That's especially exciting news (if it's true and available) to companies, and gamers and households with a lot of simultaneous wireless usage going on.
Verizon (yes, they are downplaying DSL) now offers FiOS in select areas (put an "f" before "eye" and the "os"-sound in "most"). FiOS stands for fiber optic services, and it claims to have superfast Internet connection speeds.
And for all of us not in the Kansas area, Google launched Google Fiber in 2013, which offers incredibly ultra-fast Internet speed. Other companies (and communities) are teaming up to bring the next generation of broadband to you.
Call 855-345-1775 for a Free High Speed Internet Quote and To Order the Best Promotions In Your Area.
What is Dial-Up Internet Service?
What is Wireless Internet Service?
What is Corporate Internet Service?

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You voted, we listened…Freddy Villalobos is your all time Victoria Generals Second Baseman. As a sophomore at Weathorford College, Freddy joined the Generals in 2011. Freddy would go onto play one season with the Generals and earn a spot in the TCL All-Star Game. He led the team with six homeruns and finished the 2011 season with a .279 Batting Average, bringing in 40 RBI's on 61 hits. Freddy had the work ethic and competitive spirit that would get under the skin of the opposing teams. His passion and knowledge of the game would make him a fan favorite in Victoria. Freddy would transfer to Stephen F. Austin, after the Generals season came to an end. He finished his college career in 2013 with a .294 BA, 122 H, 8 HR, and 54 RBI's. He still resides in Nacogdoches and works for Scientific Drilling International.


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Succubus Blues
Autor: Richelle Mead
Publisher: Zebra Books
Being a succubus sounds pretty glamorous. Shape-shifting, killer wardrobe, what's not to like? But Georgina Kincaid's life gets complicated when an unknown entity "helpfully" begins killing her immortal adversaries.
Succubus On Top
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Love hurts, and no one knows it better than Georgina Kincaid. If she so much as kisses Seth Mortensen, the shy, sexy writer she's been dating, she'll drain his life force. Admittedly, the shapeshifting and immortality perks of a succubus are terrific, but it's completely unfair that a she-demon whose purpose is seduction can't get down with the one mortal who accepts her for who she is. . . It's not just her personal life that's in chaos. Doug, Georgina's co-worker at a local bookstore, has been exhibiting bizarre behavior, and Georgina suspects something far more demonic than double espressos. She could use an assist from Bastien, an irresistibly charming incubus and her best immortal friend, but he's giving Georgina some highly distracting come-hither vibes. Georgina is going to have to work solo on this one-and fast, because soon, Doug's life won't be the only one on the line. . . "Compulsively readable." -Rachel Caine "No other succubus will do!" -Vicki Pettersson "A delicious treat for Georgina fans!" -Kat Richardson "If damnation is this fun, sign me up!" -Lilith Saintcrow
Succubus Shadows
Georgina Kincaid has formidable powers. Immortality, seduction, shape-shifting into any human form she desires, walking in heels that would cripple mere mortals—all child's play to a succubus like her... Helping to plan her ex-boyfriend's wedding is a different story. Georgina isn't sure which is worse—that Seth is marrying another woman, or that Georgina has to run all over Seattle trying on bridesmaid dresses. Still, there are distractions. Georgina's roommate, Roman, is cluttering her apartment with sexual tension. Then there's Simone, the new succubus in town, who's intent on corrupting Seth. But the real danger lies in the mysterious force that's visiting her thoughts, trying to draw her into a dark, otherworldly realm. Sooner or later, Georgina knows she'll be too weak to resist. And when that happens, she'll discover who she can trust, who she can't—and that Hell is far from the worst place to spend eternity... Praise for Richelle Mead and her Succubus series. . . "This is one of those series I'm going to keep following." --Jim Butcher, New York Times bestselling author "The mix of supernatural mystery, romance, and reluctant succubus is great fun." --Locus "Mead cooks up an appetizing debut that blends romantic suspense with a fresh twist on the paranormal." –Booklist
Succubus Heat
Georgina Kincaid has been a bad, bad succubus. . . . . .which should be a good thing. But lately, thanks to her foul mood over breaking up with bestselling writer Seth Mortensen, she's been so wicked that Seattle's über-demon Jerome, decides to "outsource" Georgina to a rival--and have her spy for him in the process. Being exiled to the frozen north--okay, Vancouver--and leaving Seth in the cozy clutches of his new girlfriend is unpleasant enough. Then Jerome is kidnapped, and all immortals under his control mysteriously lose their powers. One bright spot: with her life-sucking ability gone, there's nothing to keep Georgina from getting down and dirty with Seth--nothing apart from his girlfriend that is. Now, as the supernatural population starts turning on itself, a newly mortal Georgina must rescue her boss and figure out who's been playing them--or all hell will break loose. . . Praise for Richelle Mead and her Succubus series. . . "Richelle Mead delivers sexy action and tongue-in-cheek hellish humor--if damnation is this fun, sign me up!" --Lilith Saintcrow, author of The Devil's Right Hand "This is one of those series I'm going to keep following." --Jim Butcher, New York Times bestselling author "The mix of supernatural mystery, romance, and reluctant succubus is great fun." --Locus "Mead cooks up an appetizing debut that blends romantic suspense with a fresh twist on the paranormal, accented with eroticism." --Booklist
Succubus Revealed
Publisher: Kensington Books
In Georgina Kincaid, succubus and she-demon, #1 New York Times bestselling author Richelle Mead has created one of her most enticing characters. But with a shot at love, and maybe even redemption, is the ultimate seductress finally going soft? Like hell she is... Georgina Kincaid has had an eternity to figure out the opposite sex, but sometimes they still surprise her. Take Seth Mortensen. The man has risked his soul to become Georgina's boyfriend. Still, with Lucifer for a boss, Georgina can't just hang up her killer heels and settle down to domestic bliss. In fact, she's being forced to transfer operations...to Las Vegas. The City of Sin is a dream gig for a succubus, but Georgina's allies are suspicious. Why are the powers-that-be so eager to get her away from Seattle—and from Seth? Georgina is one of Hell's most valuable assets, but if there's any way out of the succubus business she plans to take it—no matter how much roadkill she leaves behind. She just hopes the casualties won't include the one man she's risking everything for... Outstanding Praise for Richelle Mead "The obvious heir to the Twilight throne." —The Dailybeast.com "This is one of those series I'm going to keep following." —Jim Butcher on Succubus Blues
Storm Born
Just typical. No love life to speak of for months, then all at once, every horny creature in the Otherworld wants to get in your pants. . . Eugenie Markham is a powerful shaman who does a brisk trade banishing spirits and fey who cross into the mortal world. Mercenary, yes, but a girl's got to eat. Her most recent case, however, is enough to ruin her appetite. Hired to find a teenager who has been taken to the Otherworld, Eugenie comes face to face with a startling prophecy--one that uncovers dark secrets about her past and claims that Eugenie's first-born will threaten the future of the world as she knows it. Now Eugenie is a hot target for every ambitious demon and Otherworldy ne'er-do-well, and the ones who don't want to knock her up want her dead. Eugenie handles a Glock as smoothly as she wields a wand, but she needs some formidable allies for a job like this. She finds them in Dorian, a seductive fairy king with a taste for bondage, and Kiyo, a gorgeous shape-shifter who redefines animal attraction. But with enemies growing bolder and time running out, Eugenie realizes that the greatest danger is yet to come, and it lies in the dark powers that are stirring to life within her. . . Praise for Richelle Mead and Succubus Blues. . . "This is one of those series I'm going to keep following." --Jim Butcher, New York Times bestselling author "The mix of supernatural mystery, romance, and reluctant succubus is great fun." --Locus "Exciting, witty, sexy, intriguing and had me captivated from the first page." --Cheyenne McCray "Storm Born is my kind of book -- great characters, dark worlds, and just the right touch of humor. A great read." --Patricia Briggs
Succubus Dreams
Some days, a girl just can't catch a break. . . First, Georgina Kincaid, a shape-shifting succubus who gets her energy from seducing men, can't have sex with her gorgeous bestselling author boyfriend Seth Mortensen--in case she inadvertently kills him. Second, Georgina's under demonic orders to mentor the new (and surprisingly inept) succubus on the block. Third, someone's manipulating her dreams, draining her energy and supplying eerie visions of her future. Georgina seeks answers from Dante, a dream interpreter with ties to the underworld, but his flirtatious charm only leaves her more confused--especially as the situation with Seth reaches a crisis point. Georgina needs to rein in her out-of-control love life and go toe-to-toe with an enemy capable of wreaking serious havoc among mankind. Otherwise, Georgina, and the entire mortal world, may never sleep easy again. . . Outstanding Praise for Richelle Mead! "This is one of those series I'm going to keep following." --Jim Butcher, New York Times bestselling author on Succubus Blues "My kind of book--great characters, dark worlds, and just the right touch of humor. A great read." --Patricia Briggs, New York Times bestselling author on Storm Born
The Glittering Court
A #1 NEW YORK TIMES BEST SELLER The Selection meets Reign in this dazzling trilogy of interwoven novels about three girls on a quest for freedom and true love from #1 internationally bestselling author Richelle Mead. "Brilliant and original, Mead's new series starts off with a bang and will leave readers on the edge of their seats until the very end." —School Library Journal For a select group of girls, the Glittering Court offers a shot at a life they've only ever dreamed of, one of luxury, glamour, and leisure. To high-born Adelaide, whose wealthy family is forcing her into a loveless marriage, the Glittering Court represents something else: the chance to chart her own destiny, and adventure in an unspoiled, prosperous new land across the sea. After a chance meeting with the dazzling Cedric Thorn, Adelaide poses as a servant to join the crop of impoverished girls he promises to transform into proper ladies. But her familiarity with upper class life comes with a price: she must hide her identity from her new friends, mysterious refugee Mira and fiery former laundress Tamsin, and most importantly, from Cedric himself—even though she's falling in love with him. Everything begins to crumble when Cedric discovers Adelaide's ruse, and she catches the eye of a powerful young governor, who wants her for a wife. She didn't leave the gilded cage of her old life behind just to become someone else's property. But nothing is as daunting—or as wonderful—as the potent, forbidden attraction simmering between Adelaide and Cedric. One that, if acted on, would make them both outcasts in a wild, dangerous, uncharted world, and possibly lead them to their deaths.
Gameboard Of The Gods
Publisher: Penguin UK
Gameboard of the Gods is the first thrilling instalment in the Age of X series from New York Times bestselling author, Richelle Mead In a futuristic world nearly destroyed by religious extremists, Justin March lives in exile. But Justin is given a second chance when Mae Koskinen comes to bring him back to the Republic of United North America. Raised in an aristocratic caste, Mae is now a member of the military's most elite and terrifying tier, a soldier with enhanced reflexes and skills. Justin and Mae are assigned to work together to solve a string of ritualistic murders and soon realize that their discoveries have exposed them to terrible danger. As their investigation races forward, unknown enemies and powers greater than they can imagine are gathering in the shadows, ready to reclaim the world in which humans are merely game pieces on their board. The Age of X is a brand new fantasy series containing all the mythological intrigue and relentless action of the bestselling Vampire Academy and Bloodlines YA series, and is sure to delight fans of Chloe Neill and Jim Butcher. Praise for Richelle Mead: 'The book is fast-paced and suspenseful' Booklist 'An engaging read, with an unusually tangible, believable, living story world, featuring a protagonist of unexpected depth and sympathy' Jim Butcher (on Succubus Blues) Richelle Mead, the New York Times bestselling author of Vampire Academy, lives in Seattle, Washington with her husband and baby. Gameboard of the Gods is the first in the Age of X series and Richelle's first adult novel.
City Of Demons
A succubus finds herself facing the hellish prospect of jury duty in this novella in the New York Times–bestselling author's Georgina Kincaid series. Succubi are made for playing the game of seduction, but the game of love is a totally different story. Which is why Georgina falling desperately, madly, irrevocably in love with Seth Mortensen presents such a problem. If they actually give in to their ardent desires, Seth will be destroyed. But before Georgina can figure out how to fulfill her desires without ending her boyfriend, she has to deal with another problem: a demonic tribunal called to deal with the murder of an immortal. As Georgina combs through a knotted case of bribery, corruption, and literal backstabbing, the dark magic zipping through the atmosphere begins to go to her head—and she suddenly suspects that Seth is up to no good. Now she'll need to figure out how to keep the love of her immortal life while untangling Hell's twisted legal system before both cases come back with devastating verdicts.
Autor: Fransız canra
Publisher: leysas
Georgina Kincaid est succube a Seattle. A priori un choix de carrière plutôt sympa: la jeunesse éternelle, l'apparence de son choix une garde-robe top-niveau et des hommes prêts à tout pour un simple effleurement. Pourtant, sa vie n'est pas si glamour : pas moyen de décrocher un rancard potable sans mettre en péril l'âme de l'heureux élu. Heureusement, elle est libraire, et son travail la passionne! Livres à l'œil, moka blanc à volonté... et la possibilité d'approcher le beau Seth Mortensen, un écrivain irrésistible qu'elle rêve - mais s'interdit - de mettre dans son lit. Mais les fantasmes devront attendre. Quelqu'un s'est mis en tête de jouer les justiciers dans la communauté des anges et démons. Bien malgré elle, Georgina est propulsée au cœur de la tourmente. Et pour une fois, ses sortilèges sexy et sa langue bien pendue ne lui seront d'aucun secours.
Shadow Heir
#1 New York Times bestselling author Richelle Mead returns to the Otherworld, a mystic land inextricably linked to our own--and balanced precariously on one woman's desperate courage . . . Shaman-for-hire Eugenie Markham strives to keep the mortal realm safe from trespassing entities. But as the Thorn Land's prophecy-haunted queen, there's no refuge for her and her soon-to-be-born-children when a mysterious blight begins to devastate the Otherworld. . . The spell-driven source of the blight isn't the only challenge to Eugenie's instincts. Fairy king Dorian is sacrificing everything to help, but Eugenie can't trust the synergy drawing them back together. The uneasy truce between her and her shape shifter ex-lover Kiyo is endangered by secrets he can't--or won't--reveal. And as a formidable force rises to also threaten the human world, Eugenie must use her own cursed fate as a weapon--and risk the ultimate sacrifice. . . Praise for Richelle Mead's Storm Born. . . "My kind of book--great characters, dark worlds, and just the right touch of humor. A great read." --Patricia Briggs, New York Times Bestselling Author
Eternal Lover
Autor: Hannah Howell
A quartet of supernaturally seductive stories featuring vampires, succubi, demons, and more—proving that when it comes to romance, passion is immortal . . . Ancient desires and forbidden pleasures; unnatural hungers and irresistible attractions; limitless lust and undying needs. Even creatures of the night and of the darkest dreams can't help but give in to the power of seduction. Enter a dark world of paranormal pleasure with these four tantalizing tales . . . "The Yearning" by Hannah Howell Alpin has spent centuries searching for something that will satisfy his unquenchable lust—something more than mere physical pleasure. Then he meets Sophie, whose own search for eternal love binds them together in a shimmering sensuality too strong to be ignored . . . "Bitten" by Lynsay Sands The life of a vampire is one of solitude, devoid of passion or companionship. Or so Keeran thinks, until a chance encounter brings Emily into his afterlife—and sets his soul aflame with an ardor unlike any he's known in all his many years . . . "A Hell of a Time" by Jackie Kessler Jesse has spent an eternity stealing the souls of men with her power as a succubus. Now that she's human—and free to satisfy her own needs—she's ready to see how powerful her non-magical powers of seduction are . . . "City of Demons" by Richelle Mead After what feels like an eternity, Georgina Kincaid has finally found the man of her dreams. But when she discovers that their lust could be deadly, she'll do whatever it takes to make sure she doesn't lose him . . .
The Emerald Sea
The final installment in Richelle Mead's sweeping, enthralling Glittering Court series answers the trilogy's biggest question: what is the secret that drives Tamsin to win at all costs? Tamsin Wright is unstoppable. She must become the Glittering Court's diamond: the girl with the highest test scores, the most glamorous wardrobe, and the greatest opportunities to match with an elite suitor in the New World. Training alongside other girls in the Glittering Court, Tamsin immerses herself completely in lessons about etiquette, history, and music--everything a high-society wife would need to know. Once she's married, she'll be able to afford a better life for her family, so the sacrifice is worth it if she can be the best. When her friendship with Mira and Adelaide, her roommates at the Glittering Court, threatens her status as the top-ranked prospect, she does the only thing she knows will keep her on track: she cuts them out of her life. But when her voyage across the sea goes off course, Tamsin must use her unrelenting grit and determination to survive the harsh winter far north of her intended destination in hopes of making it back to the Glittering Court in time to secure a proposal--and a comfortable future for her family. Experiencing new cultures and beliefs for the first time, Tamsin realizes that her careful studies haven't prepared her for everything, and with new alliances formed with roguish tradesman Jago Robinson and good-natured minister Gideon Stewart, Tamsin's heart begins to be pulled in different directions. But she can't let her brewing attraction get in the way of her ultimate goal: protecting the secret she holds closest to her heart, the one that would unravel everything she's worked for if it's uncovered.
Gentlemen Prefer Succubi
Autor: Jill Myles
Who Knew An Angel Could Get A Girl In So Much Devilish Trouble? Jackie Brighton woke up in a Dumpster this morning, and her day has only gotten weirder. Her familiar B-cups have somehow become double Ds, her sex drive is insatiable, and apparently she had her fi rst one-night stand ever...with a fallen angel. All she remembers is gorgeous Noah's oddly hypnotic blue eyes...and then a dark stranger whose bite transformed her into an immortal siren with a sexy Itch. With help from Noah, Jackie begins to adapt to her new lifestyle -- until she accidentally sends Noah into the deadly clutches of the vampire queen and lands herself in a fi erce battle for an ancient halo with the queen's wickedly hot righthand man. Who just happens to be the vampire who originally bit her. How's a girl supposed to save the world when the enemy's so hard to resist?
The Immortal Crown
The Immortal Crown is the second novel in the acclaimed Age of X series from New York Times bestselling author, Richelle Mead. Religious investigator Justin March and Mae Koskinen, the beautiful supersoldier assigned to protect him, have been charged with investigating reports of the supernatural and the return of the gods, both inside the Republic of United North America and out. With this highly classified knowledge comes a shocking revelation: not only are the gods vying for human control, but the elect-special humans marked by the divine-are turning against one another in bloody fashion. Their mission takes a new twist when they are assigned to a diplomatic delegation headed by Lucian Darling, Justin's old friend and rival, going into Arcadia, the RUNA's dangerous neighboring country. Here, in a society where women are commodities and religion is intertwined with government, Justin discovers powerful forces at work, even as he struggles to come to terms with his own reluctantly acquired deity. Meanwhile, Mae-grudgingly posing as Justin's concubine-has a secret mission of her own: finding the illegitimate niece her family smuggled away years ago. But with Justin and Mae resisting the resurgence of the gods in Arcadia, a reporter's connection with someone close to Justin back home threatens to expose their mission-and with it the divine forces the government is determined to keep secret. Praise for Richelle Mead: 'The book is fast-paced and suspenseful' Booklist 'An engaging read, with an unusually tangible, believable, living story world, featuring a protagonist of unexpected depth and sympathy' Jim Butcher (on Succubus Blues) The Age of X is a new fantasy series from Richelle Mead, containing all the mythological intrigue and relentless action of her bestselling Vampire Academy and Bloodlines series. The Immortal Crown is the second novel in the series following Gameboard of the Gods. Fans of Chloe Neill and Jim Butcher should look this way. Richelle Mead, the New York Times bestselling author of Vampire Academy, lives in Seattle, Washington with her husband and baby. Gameboard of the Gods, the first in the Age of X series and Richelle's first adult novel, is also available from Penguin.
Lady The Vamp
Autor: Michelle Rowen
Publisher: Forever
Former vampire hunter Michael Quinn is living a nightmare: he's been turned into a vampire. His only hope is the "Eye"--a long-lost artifact that, once every millennium, will grant one wish to its possessor. Fortunately for Quinn, he has a map detailing the path to the "Eye." All he needs to do is find it, then he can wish himself back into humanity. Janie Parker has made a lot of many mistakes in her life, not the least of which was getting tricked into working for a demon. Not only is the pay awful, but she has to successfully complete all her unsavory assignments or risk a torturous death. Her latest mission is to track a vampire who apparently knows where some stupid treasure is. No problem. Until she sees who the vampire is -- Michael Quinn, a man she's had a crush on since she was twelve years old. Too bad she'll have to kill him to get to the "Eye." But Quinn and Janie are kindred spirits, and soon they're falling in love even though they're after what the other person is desperate for: the "Eye".
Iron Crowned
New York Times bestselling author Richelle Mead takes readers back to the Otherworld, an embattled realm mystically entwined with our world--and ruled by one woman's dangerous choice. . . Shaman-for-hire Eugenie Markham is the best at banishing entities trespassing in the mortal realm. But as the Thorn Land's queen, she's fast running out of ways to end the brutal war devastating her kingdom. Her only hope: the Iron Crown, a legendary object even the most powerful gentry fear. . . Who Eugenie can trust is the hardest part. Fairy king Dorian has his own agenda for aiding her search. And Kiyo, her shape-shifter ex-boyfriend, has every reason to betray her along the way. To control the Crown's ever-consuming powers, Eugenie will have to confront an unimaginable temptation--one that will put her soul and the fate of two worlds in mortal peril. . . Praise for Richelle Mead's Storm Born. . . "My kind of book--great characters, dark worlds, and just the right touch of humor. A great read." --Patricia Briggs, #1 New York Times Bestselling Author
Living in exile after failing in his job as an investigator of religious groups and supernatural claims, Justin March, a man from a near-future world decimated by religious extremists, is invited to join an elite branch of the military.
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