All posts by marilyn jaye lewis

writer, editor, publisher, thinker -- all-around joyful gal!

Best way to wake-up

People wonder how I manage to have such a great life.

It’s simple. I wake-up at dawn and my first thought is to not panic.  I tell myself that somehow, someway, life is gonna work out all right.

Then I try to remember if anything good happened the day before. Usually tons of good stuff happened the day before, but I have to make an effort to remember.  Once I’m convinced that good stuff actually does happen, I get out of bed. I go feed all the cats, clean the litter boxes, then make my own breakfast and bring it back to bed. Fluffy is always waiting to have breakfast with me in bed.

Here she is last night, with her summer lion’s shave. She looks goofy, rather than fluffy. I love her! She is in no way feral. She is the most loving cat imaginable, but the drawback is that she hates other cats. This gives her 9 other cats to terrorize daily and it gives her deep pleasure but makes the rest of us a little nuts.  She was also a rescued kitten but she is 8 years old now. We rescued her in Easton, PA. She appeared on our front porch, starving, pregnant, and dying from pneumonia… Many hundreds-of-dollars-and-years later, she is the terrorizing cat we know and love today.

Fluffy! Looking not so Fluffy!
Fluffy! Looking not so Fluffy!

Meanwhile, back to having breakfast in bed with Fluffy… I think it’s important to start mornings off peacefully, gently, quietly.  Otherwise, my days just turn to nothing but stress really quickly. I usually listen to some sort of Law of Attraction audio thing on YouTube while having breakfast. This is the one I listened to this morning. It was really good. Really uplifting. Then, I listen to my daily lesson for A Course in Miracles and give that some thought, then I go put all the breakfast dishes in the kitchen , go back to bed and meditate for 15 minutes. (I am currently doing Deepak Chopra’s 21 Day Meditation Challenge-thingy with Oprah. Well, Deepak is presenting it with Oprah; I’m not meditating with Oprah. We are currently “Expanding Our Happiness.”)

Then, when all that’s done, I lie in bed for a little bit and usually feel good about life.  This morning was no exception, although I found this (below) to be particularly helpful in feeling good about life! You might want to skip all the other stuff I mentioned above and go straight to this one every morning:

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Hot town, summer in the city!

Or so the saying goes about New York.  I bring it up for a reason!

The same actress that I am writing the Pearl Bailey play for (or “for whom I am writing the Pearl Bailey play”) has hired me to do some extensive editing on another play that she is involved in — another one-woman musical.  And part of the arrangement is that she will need me to attend rehearsals in New York City no less than three times between now and a nano-second from now!

Well, now until “the end of September,” which feels like a nano-second because I am still in school full-time, still working various part-time jobs, working at the church now, too, and beginning that two-month course on pastoral care for the terminally ill and the bereaved, etc., on Monday.

Oh, yeah, and revising the TV pilot — I’m kind of, sort of hoping I can get most of that done this week and next. I plan to accomplish that by way of a process that’s called: believing in miracles!!!

Anyway, I am so excited. My airfare and hotel bills are paid for.  So I just sort of show up and help them make magic, then fly back home. I can’t imagine anything I will enjoy more. (Oh, perhaps the opportunity to see that guy I was in love with light years ago because he lives in the vicinity…)

Life just gets better and better and better, gang.  It makes me want to regale you with — tah dah!! — a photo of a cat!! Oh —here’s one!!

Huckleberry with Skipperdee!
Huckleberry with Skipperdee!

Skipperdee was one of only two kittens who actually got adopted last summer. He was just a born “people cat” from day one. Luckily he was adopted by a friend here in town so I still get to visit him. He is such a wonderful cat!

He was named after one of the characters in the Eloise books, btw.  Here he is under my friend’s coffee table a few weeks ago.

Skipperdee today
Skipperdee today

What I learned at 5:15 a.m.

What I learned at 5:15 am this morning about Brewer’s yeast tablets is: Do not set out 8 of them on the kitchen counter and then go downstairs to clean out the litter boxes.  Because Doris will get up on the counter the moment my back is turned and happily gobble up all 8 of the pills. This means she got 8 times the amount of Brewer’s yeast this morning than she’s supposed to have. And she seems happy as a little clam, too.

I’m guessing that fleas will literally be fleeing in the other direction now when Doris comes around.

Doris, a few minutes ago.
Doris, a few minutes ago.

Well, sorry it’s been a long time since I posted. The course I’m taking in school has been really fantastic but it has involved a lot of reading and a ton of writing, so between that and revisions on the TV pilot, I have not had much brain room left over.

Once I finish the revision, which needs to be completed before the end of August, I will be switching right back to the Pearl Bailey play.  What a terrific year this has been!

The next course I am taking in school is Church Administration. I’m guessing it might not be my favorite course and could likely involve math… However, it has been really incredible to learn about all the pastoral rites involved with ministry.  It’s getting so real, gang. And on August 18th, I begin a 2 month course at church about pastoring to the terminally ill and the bereaved.

Oh, and in the middle of all this, I re-connected with a man I used to love many, many years ago.  Wow, what a great feeling it’s been to be flooded with so many memories of love. I highly recommend it!

Okay, have a great Friday, gang, wherever you are and whatever you do. I personally, have a couple papers to write and then I also have some work to do over at the church. It should be a really beautiful day. Okay, see ya. Thanks for visiting!

 

Literally a Ton of Writing

I have, literally, a ton of writing to get to over here. Need to get some new pages written for the Pearl Bailey play, then do a huge amount of revisions on the TV pilot. All of it preferably done yesterday, so…

What better way to spend this busy moment than by posting more photos of my cats???

This is Scottie in various stages of kittendom last spring and summer. Scottie is one of Tommy’s babies, the sister of Francis-the-scamp.

Scottie is a sweet-natured tabby, but more on the side of feral than semi-feral. She rarely even ventures upstairs.  She hangs out in the sun room, the family room, or up in the rafters in the unfinished part of the basement.  She’s very, very pretty, if also very shy.

Scottie with her brother, Zellie, when they were just wee bonnie babes. Scottie is the tabby. Zellie was only one of two kittens that actually got adopted.
Scottie with her brother, Zellie, when they were just wee bonnie babes. Scottie is the tabby. Zellie was only one of two kittens that actually got adopted.
Scottie, a little bit older, out in the sun room last summer.
Scottie, a little bit older, out in the sun room last summer.
Scottie about a year ago.
Scottie about a year ago.

 

The Birthday Haul So Far!!

My housemate surprised me this morning. During the night he had put out a birthday cake with candles, a vase of tulips, and some Edith Head collectible paper dolls! What a COOL thing to find in the kitchen at 5 AM. Really, it made my day and the day was just getting started.

The cats got together and had a sculpture of me made out of old stinky fish parts. I will treasure it forever! It is truly amazing how much it really does look just like me!

zcatfish

Okay, just kidding about that particular bit, but really I am having such a nice birthday. The Monty Python show on Sunday was so fun, then lunch with my cousin yesterday, and today (my birthday — 54!!) is all about taking it easy and eating cake! (I do have to take a writing webinar this afternoon but I guess that’s a birthday gift I’m giving myself & my career, so I’ll look on it like that and not like it’s work.)

Here’s the haul so far, gang!

Birthday Haul minus Dead Fish Sculpture
Birthday Haul minus Dead Fish Sculpture

 

 

Oh man, this was cool!

Some of you know that I am working on a one-woman musical play about Pearl Bailey for an actress in New York City, and I am sort of at an impasse with the script.

I’m not totally worried because every script, or novel, or short story, or memoir I’ve ever written has been full of impasses that I eventually worked through. Yet while one is happening, it sometimes seems oddly permanent. There will never be anything more than these few pages, etc., etc.

I’ve been a professional writer now for 33 years already, so on some level I know that no block is permanent unless I decide it’s permanent, but this little 12 minute audio on youtube, from an Abraham Hicks workshop, really did something fantastic to my psyche just now.

If you’re blocking anything, or just need inspiration for a terrific energy flow, give it a listen. 12 fun minutes that will be wisely spent!

Have a great Sunday, wherever you are. (I have been to church already, and later today, a friend is taking me to see the final performance of the Monty Python reunion being broadcast live from London today as an early birthday present! So while I’m sitting here waiting for the festivities to unfold, I’m staring at some rather empty pages of the soon-to-be manifested play…)

Okay, onward, gang!! Thanks for visiting today! See ya.

[Tommy and her 3 babes, this time, last summer.]When we were very young...

When we were very young…

 

Lovely Rainy Saturday

I think what I love most about this new blog is its obscurity.  It has renewed my desire to blog again. I can write about anything I want to write about, which these days, is mostly my love of cats and my love of God.

My last blog averaged 1700 readers a day. This blog averages 15! I don’t know who’s reading this blog, but the last blog  was read by a lot of people I personally knew, from good friends to ex-friends, lovers to ex-lovers, colleagues, family, friends of family members, and then a bunch of unknown fans of my erotic fiction from all over the world. The more personally I knew the people, the less inclined I felt to really be free with my blog post topics as time went on. I got really tired of certain people looking over my shoulder, but look, they did.

I actually fell in love with a man that I met through my blog. For 4 solid years, he was the center of my universe. But since this past March, we couldn’t be further apart.  Ideologically, we really shifted away from each other.  He loved my cats, but not my ministry. He couldn’t understand it at all and treated me like I was out of my mind.

Nothing endears me more to a man than to have him treat me like I’m nuts… Especially when it has to do with something as fundamental to me as my beliefs about the nature of reality. Well, on we go.

Even though it was really jarring to have GoDaddy discontinue supporting my blog software so suddenly after 7 solid years, and then have my RedRoom blog go under the following week, after 7 years, as well, it is nevertheless refreshing to be starting anew; to attract new eyes, new readers, new energy.

At the end of this year, my ministry will officially launch, and then my primary blogging will shift over to that website, and the other blogs connected to that. It will mostly be video talks with me, and podcasts — not a whole lot of blogging.  Overall, I guess it is all about change. This year has been kind of amazing in that regard. From my writing projects to my ministry.  I find that a lot is up in the air now, but it’s all GOOD. Good, good, stuff going on these days, gang.  I could not be more at peace.

Hope you are having a peaceful Saturday, wherever you are, folks! I leave you with a shot of Francis. Francis is a veritable wild beast, trapped in a tiny body.  She was the most unadoptable kitten you ever saw.  She was definitely one of the kittens that I was told to have euthanized; that she was never going to be tame, never going to be adoptable, so i should just go ahead and have her killed. But here it is a year later and she’s having a wonderful life. We make do. Joyfully.

Francis the scamp
Francis the scamp
Francis as a newborn
Francis as a newborn
Francis as a kitten, with Mom and Zellie in the background
Francis as a kitten, with Mom and Zellie in the background