Saturday, February 19, 2011

Knight on a brown horse . . . or a pinto . . . or a black horse . . .


Friday night I decided not to go square dancing. The last time I was there, I didn't dance that much, and in the beginning, during the lessons, there were a lot of little kids there, and it just wasn't that pleasurable. So, instead of driving all the way to town, I enjoyed a movie on my computer. "Photographing Fairies" . . . very interesting movie.

Amazon.com has a list of their top five hundred reviewers. If you click on them, you can see the kind of books they're interested in. So, I'm now going through the list looking for people who are into Deepak Chopra or spirituality or something in that direction. Then, I send them an email and ask if they'd allow me to send them my Unicorn Whisperer book. So far, I have about five or six who've said yes. I'm hoping that they love it and give me five star reviews. That should get me off and rolling. I've also sent the book to Oprah and Louise Hay . . . Louise has a publishing company and also has seminars with all kinds of spiritual people. I just have to remain confident that the book will find itself in the right hands.

Saturday
Another relaxing day reading and working on my feet pajamas. The bottoms to the green ones are finally finished. Now, I have to finish the top. I still have the cuffs and the waistband to do.

My aunt called me today. She's kind of been my surrogate mother since my Mom died. She asked if I had met anyone yet. I told her that I'm not really looking. She said, "You have to look! Do you think he's going to walk right up to you on a white horse and say, 'Here I am?'" I told her that the horse doesn't have to be white . . .

So, I don't know. Other people, and my heart, have said . . . let him come to you. And I think that's what I need to do. I'm not really looking, but I'm open. And I'm doing things to put myself out there . . . ballroom dancing, and I'm going to this horse thing in Arizona in a couple weeks. It would be nice if "he" was a horse guy, so I need to do horsey things . . . which I love anyway. So, I'm keeping myself happy at the same time . . . and not really looking. But, if he does show up on a white horse or a black horse or a brown horse or a paint . . . I'll invite him in!


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