Rain. Water. Tears. Fears. Frustration. Anger. Clouds. Heaven?
Rain. Water. Tears. Fears. Frustration. Anger. Clouds. Heaven?
“So what brings you to London,” said a local shopkeeper.
“I have always wanted to come, so I did.”
How cool is that? If only my mom were alive. I imagine she is up there saying, “That’s my Melissa baby.”
There is so much to see, to learn, and to explore. And my running tale was that I wanted to sneak in to have tea with the Queen. She seems like such a nice older woman.
Remember the couple who crashed the party at the White House? Well, that was going to be me at the Palace. I didn’t have it in me. Maybe next time.
If it worked out, I would have shared my experiences from an English jail. LOL. They would have understood, right? I am an American. I am curious about how they live. I also have a few questions for the Queen.
And since I am back in the states, I can say anything that I want. J
Naw, I’ll leave it alone.
Seriously, though, London was a cool place. Many parts reminded me of the Big Apple. The main difference was the architecture. Interesting buildings. And I loved the double decker buses. Melissa is on the move.
Yep. That’s me. I am the one moving on. That means that as life darkens, I keep pointing my little flashlight along the path. I am determined to see, and so I shall.
One Saturday, as I drove to Costco to get a prescription and some bananas, something came to me. I was smiling. I was hopeful. I was looking forward to the future.
It was a weird feeling. I almost felt as if I should have called my doctor. I realized that I was happy.
It was 16° F. I was exhausted. My right & left shoulder, right hand, left ankle, back, sinuses, head, left leg, and upper tooth were aching profusely. I missed my son. But I was happy—for the moment.
Moments of depression always come and go. A few things were beginning to look up.
I was scared. I was alone. I was lonely. But I was happy.
A part of my happiness could have been my planned trip. What do you think?
* * * *
For those of you who read the February Movers And Shakers, I guess I owe you an explanation. I promised to explain more about my ride—the ride of my life.
A man on the Eiffel Tower noticed that I was afraid of heights. Though the view was more than breathtaking, my knees shook as I tried to get closer to the edge. Even today—weeks later—I still feel as if it were all a dream. Life has truly taken its shots at me in the past few years. It makes you lose hope.
The man who spoke to me seemed friendly. He told me that he was from Wales—another place that I must see someday. After chatting for a bit and taking in a few sights, he told me that he was having lunch and then going for a boat tour. I walked around the tower, found a shop, bought a couple of things, found the loo and ran into him again. He was looking for the first floor. I tried to help. It wasn’t as simple as it would seem.
Long story short, we had lunch in the Eiffel Tower restaurant, went on a boat tour together, took a walk for a bit, and had a beer and wine in a small café. We talked about me going shopping for a while. We talked about me catching my train. There was a bit of confusion with the London/Paris time difference; I wasn’t sure if my ticket was in London time or Paris time.
Before long, it was time that I got a taxi to the tube station. He hailed me a taxi, and got in with me. As we rode and embraced each other, he continued nudging the driver to go faster. When we arrived at the station, he tried getting directions to the Eurostar gate. Someone mentioned a lift. We looked around and saw no lift. Frantically searching, I tried not to scream while he stayed composed.
Who knows what the future holds for me and my friend. What I do know is that my recent experiences have taught me that we should never close our hearts. In recent years, I have been somewhat pessimistic when it came to relationships.
Guess what everyone? The cliché is possible. Love at first sight is possible. Do you know how I know? Well……………….
It has happened to me.
Yep, I’m moving on. In what direction, I’m not sure. I will get back to you on that one.
Justice, Peace and Love. That is what he was all about.
Nelson Mandela. A man I never met, but I am feeling the loss. All I can hope for is that he knows what his sacrifices meant to me.
And though I have vowed to help others, in any way that I can, my heart feels as if it needs to do more.
Tell me what to do. Tell me if I am falling short. Tell me what I am supposed to tell my neighbors.
The only solace that I can find in his passing is that my mother will have her chance to say hello. I imagine them sitting to talk and have tea. I imagine my mom putting gel from her aloe plant on his scrapes and bruises. I imagine her pulling out her pictures and telling him about her kids.
I imagine them becoming friends!
So here I share some of Mandela’s quotes. They are words that spoke to me. And so I share them with you. Read and share with your friends and loved ones.
And remember that we are all people, and should work together.
“It always seems impossible until it’s done.” – Nelson Mandela
“Do not judge me by my successes, judge me by how many times I fell down and got back up again.” – Nelson Mandela
Our children are our greatest treasure. They are our future. Those who abuse them tear at the fabric of our society and weaken our nation. – National Men`s March, 1997
“What counts in life is not the mere fact that we have lived. It is what difference we have made to the lives of others that will determine the significance of the life we lead.” – 90th birthday celebration of Walter Sisulu, Walter Sisulu Hall, Johannesburg, 18 May 2002
“For to be free is not merely to cast off one’s chains, but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others.” – Long Walk to Freedom
The time is always right to do right. – Nelson Mandela, “The 100 Best Things Ever Said by Men” in South Africa’s Men’s Health magazine, February 2002
“I am fundamentally an optimist. Whether that comes from nature or nurture, I cannot say. Part of being optimistic is keeping one’s head pointed toward the sun, one’s feet moving forward. There were many dark moments when my faith in humanity was sorely tested, but I would not and could not give myself up to despair. That way lays defeat and death.”
When I walked out of prison, that was my mission, to liberate the oppressed and the oppressor both.
I am not a saint, unless you think of a saint as a sinner who keeps on trying.
A few of my favorites.
So what are you thinking?
By Melissa Flynn
In the midst of everything going on, people seem to feel it necessary to carry on their craziness.
A Danbury, CT professor was arrested in New York. He traveled to a 15-year-old’s house to have sex with her. Let’s forget for a minute that he obviously thought he would get away with it. But let’s look at the fact that he must have deemed it morally and legally okay to do.
Well I am here to tell him that it is not okay. I do not know what is wrong in his little brain. But there is obviously something wrong.
And if I am offending some people, I really don’t care. Why can’t people see that committing such crimes hurts us all? It stunts our future.
LEAVE OUR CHILDREN ALONE!
By Melissa Flynn
Is your town/city running elections next week?
Are you registered to vote? Do you know who is running?
Have you researched their views and background? Do you normally vote?
Oddly enough, local elections always get a lower turnout than the gubernatorial or Presidential elections. Look folks. These elections affect you more. They help to determine your town taxes, school budgets and many other local issues related to your family’s daily life.
So get out on November 5th and cast your vote. And for those who cannot get out, call your local Registrar of Voters office and inquire how to make your vote count.
I do not care what party you support. I am just a strong believer in exercising rights.
I recently heard someone say that communities work better when we work together. I can’t remember who said it, but I could not have said it better.
See you all soon.
Life is full. Life is busy. My body aches. My mind is weary.
I feel like I am writing a poem, but I’m not. Sometimes I begin thinking and my thoughts seem poetic. It’s just the artist in me.
I love reading. I love writing. I love words. What do you love?
Call me weird if you like. I am okay with weird. We are all weird in our own way. You must agree. Right?
Even if you don’t, it’s true. Differences are what make the world go around. I just wish those differences didn’t have to cause our Government to shut down. How crazy is that. Right?
National parks are closed. People are being sent home from work. People are being turned away when trying to visit a monument. Parking lots are closed.
Here’s an interesting question. If the parks and monuments are closed, because they are not paying the employees, how are the guards getting paid?
If the government is closed, why do the Senators, Representatives, Cabinet members and President still get paid?
I’m just asking. If a small business owner closed his or her doors to the public, without honoring its previous obligations, the owner would be chastised, tarred and feathered.
What is the government’s punishment for their behavior? How do we as taxpayers get repaid for their noncompliance of our trust?
I’m just asking. Not that anyone will answer me. Will you? Will they?
We all deserve a response. Our country is such a mess.
Yes people, we do disagree on things. We do have opposite opinions on things. But as a nation we must learn to compromise with each other.
How do you think other countries are looking at us now? “Those crazy Americans. Look at them. Ha, ha, ha!”
Here is a note, specifically for the President.
Dear President Obama,
I voted for you both times, even though it was more because of there not being any other good choice. Regardless of that, I gave you my trust. I had hope.
Please guide our leaders. Please show them the way. Isn’t that your job? I’m not being rude. I’m just asking.
How can our nation improve? How can we grow? How will our economy get better if our government is shut down?
I am utterly confused right now. Please help me to understand.
Your Sister-in-arms and U.S. citizen (I have the birth certificate to prove it),
I know he will never read this. I am just venting. Try it. It helps me. Now I can move on. Now I can just wait and see what they do. Not that we have a choice. Horrible. Isn’t it?
So, as I stress and ponder, I move on. I advise you to do the same.
By Melissa Flynn
Where do I start? There were authors. There were artists. There was a singer. There were books, paintings, healthy snacks, chocolate treats, a Mary Kay consultant, a motivational speaker, an inspirational speaker, a gallery owner and the son of a single-mom.
Keeping all of that in mind let me tell you a story.
All of this was taking place as the clock struck 1 o’clock pm on Saturday, 8/10/13. The music was lowered as I and my sciatic pain rose to speak. The words began to flow, and the crowd settled in for the ride. Applause ensued, and warm feelings filled the room.
I looked out to the audience and smiled towards some friends.
You know the saying, “Time flies when you are having fun?” Well, on 8/10/13, that’s how I felt. I hobbled around with my cane to check on our 24 authors. They all seemed pleased. Not only did they network and chat with the guest, but they also reached out to each other.
My dream came true. I wanted a place where artists across our small state would come together. I wanted them to embrace each other and help one another. I wanted to see people walking out with books in hand and that they did.
Each time I walked past the front door, I heard sounds of Denise Jones-Gagne and “Inner Grooves” singing on the front patio. I ran into others, as I walked by the front door to go upstairs, caught by the tune.
“She’s really good, isn’t she?”
“Yes, she is wonderful,” said a guest of The Wallingford Writers’ Community 1st Semi-Annual Free Artist’s Showcase.
I, Melissa Flynn, hereby mark this event as a Success. Perfection? No. Smiles, a few sales, music, food and happy people? Yes.
So for those who missed it, you will have other opportunities. Email or call me with questions if you are an artist who is interested in taking part in the next event.
The 2nd Semi-Annual Free Artist’s Showcase will take place on February 8, 2014. It will be at the Wallingford Public Library at 200 North Main Street in Wallingford, CT.
Here are some links of some of the artists who attended on 8/10/13 (above, you can see some pictures of some of our artists/for more picture, be sure to check out WWC’s Facebook page listed below):
Here is the Amazon link to Shelley Ott’s book in both soft cover and Kindle edition:
And this is her website:
To find Steve Robichaud on Facebook:
Nancy Butler’s (our guest speaker) email and phone number:
Kathryn Orzech’s book site and trailer:
Here’s the link to Premonition of Terror:
Other writers stopped by to support their friends. Some of their sites are listed below.
Marian L. http://www.marianl.com/
Robin S robinswetz.com
As the Chair of the Wallingford Writers’ Community, I thank everyone who took part and those that came as guests. We hope you will be back again and again.
And a warm ‘Thank You’ to Steve Robichaud for donating The Sandman Gallery and Frame Shoppe at 14 West Main Street in downtown Meriden.
Here are a few upcoming dates for the WWC. Feel free to join us.
Saturday, September 28, 2013 at 2pm
Wallingford Writers’ Community Meeting
Funky Monkey, 130 Elm Street, Cheshire, CT 06410, 203-439-9161
Come, introduce yourself, and hear what we are all about.
Email me with any questions at: firstname.lastname@example.org
Announcing the 2nd Semi-Annual Free Local Artist’s Showcase
Saturday, February 8, 2014, 1pm – 3:15pm
All interested artists should notify me in advance of their interest.
Event will be held at: Wallingford Public Library, 200 North Main Street, Wallingford, CT 06492
Join us in celebrating our CT Artist’s. Here is WWC’s Facebook page. https://www.facebook.com/melissa.flynn.7568#!/wallingfordwritersclub
And if you have any problems with the link, just search for Wallingford Writers Community on Facebook.
Moving And Other Matters (MAOM) will be having its 1st Writer’s Spotlight. The event will feature 3 writers and their work.
Be sure to follow MAOM on Facebook. https://www.facebook.com/GettingMyMoveOn?ref=hl
Any writer interested, should notify me immediately. Poets are welcome. The event will take place sometime at the beginning of November. A date has not yet been determined.
By the way, here is my author page on Facebook. https://www.facebook.com/MelissaFlynnCT?ref=hl
Remember? Me? Moving On? It’s what I do…
By Melissa Flynn
I have been meaning to write more, but life is keeping me busy. I do promise to keep you updated more often. So bear with me while I get caught up on some things. In the meantime, I’d like to share a few bits of information with you.
We Connecticut artist have decided to put on a show case for the public. Admission is free. Parking is free. And the refreshments are free. What more could you ask for?
Below I have included a recent press release. And for a special on air invitation, click on this link:
I joined CT Style for lunch and took along some books and a painting to share with the viewers.
I look forward to seeing you all there.
Announcing the 1st Semi-Annual Free Local Artist Showcase:
An Opportunity to Meet Authors
Presented by Wallingford Writer’s Community
The Wallingford Writer’s Community (WWC) presents the free Artist Showcase, which takes place on August 10, 2013 from 12:30 pm to 2:45 pm at The Sandman Gallery and Frame Shoppe, located at 14 West Main Street in the heart of downtown Meriden. Authors will read excerpts and offer books have books for sale. Attendees can browse tables during the event and light refreshments will be served. For questions, call Melissa (WWC Chair) at 203-707-3918.
The Artist Showcase is a rare opportunity for the public to meet local authors who will introduce and share excerpts from their work. Other art forms will also be displayed. Come, read, share, listen and let us all enjoy art in many forms.
The event is designed to make local artists and their work more accessible to the public. Diverse art forms and book genres will include Fiction and Non-fiction: thriller, mystery, romance, paranormal historical, young adult, how-to and much more. Guests are sure to find something appealing.
Wallingford Writer’s Community members meet regularly at the Wallingford Public Library to share and discuss their work.
Join them on Saturday, August 10, 2013 from 12:30 pm to 2:45 pm at The Sandman Gallery and Frame Shoppe (sandmangallery.com), 14 West Main Street, Meriden. Free parking available at nearby lots.
Refer all artist questions to Melissa Flynn at email@example.com or 203-707-3918.
P.S. In case you are wondering, I am still moving on–quite well. More exciting news soon.
By Melissa Flynn
Movers And Shakers, MAS
Health and Wellness Symposium
Just a few words while I’m moving on. If you have any questions, feel free to ask.
Moving on does not have to mean action. My inaction can be considered progress. I’m still thinking. I’m still planning. I just need some time before I can put it all into action.
My constant exhaustion, pain and soreness has caused me to consider my mobility—action versus inaction. I’m stressed. I’m sleepy. I’m thirsty. Wine anyone? I seemed to have gotten sidetracked.
I believe I was discussing my moving on. The fact that I’m not out running a marathon doesn’t bother me much. If I were twenty years younger, maybe I would be upset. I’ve moved on from wanting to be in the WNBA. Just kidding. I don’t think it was a thing back in my day. I make myself sound old, huh? I’m not really that old. But believe me when I tell you, sometimes I feel as if I’m eighty.
Exercise and age aside, I’m moving on with my plan to share. I am moving on with my plan to spread the word. And I’m inviting you to spend a few hours in an environment guaranteed to bring people together.
A Seminar In Empowerment and Moving On
Sunday, 14th, July 2013
CoCo Key 3580 E. Main Street, Waterbury, CT 06705
Starts: 4:00pm – Ends: 7:30pm
Speakers: Melissa Flynn
POET, ACTIVIST, MINISTER, CONSULTANT AND EDUCATOR
Sunday, 21st, July 2013
Omni Hotel 155 Temple Street, New Haven, CT 06510
Starts: 4:00pm – Ends: 7:30pm
Speakers: Melissa Flynn
IVY-EDUCATED TRIAL ATTORNEY, HIGH-ALTITUDE MOUNTAINEER, PHOTOGRAPHER, SAILOR, RUNNER, CAREER COACH, AND AUTHOR
SEATING IS LIMITED!
GET YOUR TICKETS NOW!
Advanced Tickets: $25
At the Door: $35
Door prizes, Local Vendors, Giveaways, and a Raffle
[32” FLAT SCREEN TV AND BLURAY PLAYER]
Must be present to claim prize.
A PORTION OF THE PROCEEDS WILL GO TO FUNDING THE PEORA TYSON CANCER RESEARCH SCHOLARSHIP FUND (established to help a deserving student study oncology) In honor of my mother who died of cancer on Feb 28, 1996.
So get your tickets now. Call, email or fax to request a guest registration form. Or you can click on this link and buy a ticket online. Tickets for Driving Forward may be purchased at: https://july2013.ticketbud.com/maomdfs .
You can also call us and pay with a credit card over the phone. Or we can snail mail you a guest registration form. It’s all pretty simple. We believe in giving you options.
First you buy your tickets. Then spread the word to your friends, family, colleagues and group members.
And if anyone has a book or business that they would like to promote/sell, we still have a few vendor tables available. Just ask and I can send you the form.
Also, there is always room for one more sponsor.
For any forms, email firstname.lastname@example.org. You can also call 203-707-3918 or fax us at 203-303-7225.
See you soon, as we move on, hand and hand.
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