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Sally. Please tell us a little bit about yourself.
shall I begin? Which of all my important nothings shall I tell you first?”
(J.A. June 15, 1808)
I reside in the Victorian village of Monrovia, California; a mere two miles
from my place of employment. A local hospital where I spend most daylight hours
in the operating room as a scrub nurse.
I am a native Californian, having been born in Glendale, and spent most of my
life here with a relatively short span of years in Reno, Nevada where I
attended school. Returning after graduation I have remained in sunny SoCal.
I was widowed some time ago. That I have very domestic hobbies like sewing,
cooking, baking, candy making and cake decorating. Oh, yes I write, too. Mike,
my late husband and teacher, taught me that writing has to be treated like a
job so every day no matter how tired I am I edit, research one or more projects
I have finished the sequel to The Man Who Loves Jane Austen with Yours
Affectionately, Jane Austen; have started a story of reincarnation that takes
place in Pasadena, CA and am making notes for a ghost story set in San
Francisco. Three stories running around in my head and often colliding but I
untangle the debris and continue on.
you have a few of my nothings.
bit about Days of Future Past:
Fate sometimes conspires to right a decades-old wrong. The 6.8 earthquake that
strikes Southern California one warm March night is the fateful event that
brings family therapist Ann Hart and trauma specialist Ted McConaughy back
Twenty years after his betrayal caused the cancellation of their wedding, Ted
finds himself in need of Ann’s help. The intense, recurring dreams that are
invading his sleep are thought to be memories of past lives. And hypnotherapy,
one of Ann’s specialties, may be the cure he seeks.
Their journey defies time and reason, forcing them to re-evaluate their
capacity for love and forgiveness.
lavender filled the air of Ann’s office and mingled with the pungent aroma of
chamomile tea. The butterflies in her stomach were going nuts. Was he as
nervous as she was? The leather of her desk chair was cool and soft as she
leaned back and closed her eyes, breathing in the essence of lavender in an
attempt to calm herself before he arrived. As she finally felt the tension
leaving her body, she was startled by a knock on her office door. Her eyes
popped open. “Come in,” burst from her mouth as she jumped to her feet. So much
for staying calm.
with a simple, “Hi” as he closed the door behind him.
Ann asked, “Shall we sit over here?” At Ann’s request, Ted sat in a Queen Anne
wing chair. “It’s a recliner, so you can relax.”
possibility.” Before joining him, Ann locked the office door. Ted’s face
brightened with mischief. “Locking the door. Are you planning to make
don’t want anyone barging in.”
response was a raised eyebrow and “mm.”
with her back to him asked if he wanted tea. He said yes. While she continued
her preparations, a slightly awkward silence fell over the room broken after a
few minutes by Ted.
She turned holding two china mugs.
her a roguish smile. “Apparently you didn’t see the study that men find the
fragrance of lavender and the aroma of pumpkin pie arousing.”
cheeks, and she imagined a far deeper red than she would have liked as she
placed the mugs on the table separating them then sat on the loveseat.
and brought it to his lips, inhaling the fragrance of the brew. The
mischievousness danced across his features. “Good thing it’s not Constant
pie, who knows what that might have done to me.”
in a matter of minutes, she pleaded, “Would you please stop? You’re making me
“I see that. It’s quite fetching.”
the subject. “How is Sara?”
ticked off that I didn’t tell her what was going on, but she’s accepted your
explanation about my needing to be in control.”
better than I do.”
parent, and I’m the child.”
don’t imagine you are.”
“Did you have the dreams last night?”
to some degree.”
be just one or the other, or even flashes of either or both.”
to fight the hypnosis as hard.”
mug down on the table. “My plan is to use self-hypnosis.”
through it. Eventually, you’ll be able to do it yourself. But in the meantime,
I’ll lead the way.”
you know who these people are and understand them, then eventually you’ll be
able to accept that they’re a part of you. It’s my job to bring them out so you
can learn whatever you need to know in order to do that. I don’t understand
that fully, but that’s what he said.”
who taught me hypnotherapy, and he told me that we need to take you back to
your childhood and infancy, your time in utero, and then to whatever came
my mother’s womb?”
somewhere. My job is to find it, whatever and wherever it is. Something else he
mentioned, normally a subject won’t remember the regression, so I’m going to
make the suggestion, while you’re hypnotized, that you remember everything.”
thought background sound might be helpful. I have rain, ocean, and babbling
brook because I know you like water.”
because he remembered. “But you like the ocean and rain storms.”
up and turned on the CD. As she went back to the conversation area she said,
“First of all, I’d like you to recline the chair.”
you’re reclined then, theoretically, relaxation will be easier.”
lever on the side of the chair and pushed back.
to think about anything.”
that he wasn’t relaxing so she suggested, “Imagine black velvet, feel it, sink
into the darkness, the softness. Allow it to caress you.”
rather she was caressing him and not black velvet.
to be thinking about velvet.”
her. “How do you know I’m not?”
keep forgetting that I know you. Now lie back, close your eyes, and think about
at her, a playful grin curling his lip.
again. She spoke, the sound of a mountain stream under her low, even tone.
“Concentrate on your breathing allowing yourself to go deeper and deeper into a
relaxed state.” She paused as his breathing finally deepened. “Relax the
muscles in your face. The jaw is the location of much stress and tension so
concentrate on relaxing your jaw.” Ted stretched his jaw, and Ann smiled. “Neck
and shoulder muscles also harbor a lot of tension, so concentrate on relaxing
your neck and shoulders. Allow the muscles in your arms, hands, and fingers to
loosen to the point of almost melting into the chair.” Ann waited a few moments
before continuing. “Breathe deeply and relax the muscles in your back, chest,
and abdomen. Keep breathing, going deeper and deeper.” After a few minutes she
continued. “Allow your legs to relax completely, first your hips.” Softly and
slowly she added, “Now relax the muscles in your thighs.” After a short pause,
she said, “Now your knees, your calves, and feet. Go deeper and deeper into
that completely relaxed state.”
calming, so he was actually relaxing. His feet started to tingle and he felt
himself drifting, almost floating.
it’s going to enter your body. Allow your heart to gently pump the warm and
healing light throughout your body.” She waited. “The light surrounds you now
and helps you go deeper and deeper into a serene place where you are at peace.”
After a few minutes she asked, “How do you feel?”
ten to one. As I do, you will attain a deep peace, and with each number back
you will go deeper and deeper into that place of peace and tranquility.” A look
of calm contentment spread across his face and she could see he was completely
relaxed. “I’d like you to visualize a peaceful place, a garden perhaps.”
bow-like mouth, although Ted didn’t see it. The Secret Garden had been one of
Ann’s favorite books as a youngster, and when the film came out in the early
’90s, she and Ted fell in love with it together. “Does the garden have a wall?”
smiled. “Of course, it’s a secret garden.”
wouldn’t be a secret garden if it didn’t have a hidden door.” In a tranquil
voice he added, “And it’s a wonderful weathered gate, with iron hinges and
latch.” Now he got a quizzical look on his face. “There are two more doors—one
is barn red and very old looking, the other is forest green.”
is it, Ted?”
sadness. What does it mean?”