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Seducing hearts, one story at a time, Author - Crystal R. Martin



       Today is the first Monday of February, one in which I am going to get real. What is ego? It’s the cruelest part of your personality. Ego tends to try to hurt you when you check it at the door.

       My battle is fierce because of my sensitivity and my gifts.  I feel as if I never do enough and that I let those close to me down. I feel shame for the things that I can’t do as well as others.  What I can do well never balances out the things I struggle with. Why is there shame in being overwhelmed? I feel awkward and anxious most of the time.  Everyone can see my biggest flaw and finds me lacking. I lay awake at night and worry about being alone in the world and UN-needed. This just touches some of my daily struggle.

       I realize not all of these things are true, but that’s where ego tries to get a solid hit in. Hit where it hurts right? Ego can be really conniving and convincing, as well as loud.

      It isn’t all bad, but it isn’t rainbows and sunshine either. It’s what makes me human. My spirituality is my saving grace. Truly it’s as simple as that. But here’s the important part by sharing, by talking about it, writing about it, I raise awareness of something that draws us together. We all suffer.



       I want to take a few minutes today, and share my writing altar for Cerridwen.






            So with some great advice, I began to create another altar. How many does one girl need... right? But this one holds specific intent for divine inspiration. It honors Cerridwen, who is the goddess of the bards. She keeps the cauldron of knowledge and inspiration.  

            Each of the items I have included hold meaning and depth. The statue with the candle is a goddess representation. Yes I am aware it looks nothing like Cerridwen. But maybe my muse is young, beautiful, and has wings.

I pay tribute to the process. Tea is an important aspect. I fill it with an offering of hot tea. The book mark keeps me grounded by reminding me of what good reading is all about. The pen is symbolic of my duty. The pen is mightier than the sword after all. The Starbucks napkin and cup sleeve remind to keep it real. The four elements are personal. You’ll just have to trust that they mean things to me.  

 Just knowing that I honor the goddess with this altar is enough information. I seek to maintain my creative inspiration and that I am vibrating at a level where my fiction speaks from a place of love.



        It’s time to get real. I don’t even know what that means, but it’s important. This last week has been difficult. There is a lot of stressful energy out in the world. I understand it totally. Saturday made my heart proud to see so many of my sisters come together around the whole world. I wish I could have marched, but I had a different mission.

       I worked, and I worked. I can’t give you the details, because they are private, but let’s just say I was given another message to pass along. This all took place while I was at work, and weirdly this message was from a deceased friend for a family member. It brought this person such joy, that if that is why I was given this gift, then I fully welcome it. I feel honored to walk this path. This one was about the sixth message I have been given to pass along, and all but one have been well-received and confirmed. I have no control over it and I don’t have all the details, but that’s life.

       Someone once said, “Life comes at you fast.” Wasn’t it Progressive? No silly it was Nationwide. Ah well? Anyway on a different note, I had the opportunity to see “Sing”. I am going to rave for a moment. Yes it’s a computer-animated movie, but that aside it’s awesome. I LOVE music so this was a real treat. I thoroughly enjoyed it, and highly recommend you go see it. A.S.A.P…

       I have something on tap for you. If I decide to share it, I will post it later this week. It has taught me some things as a writer, but the most important lesson has been being able to back up my choices. I had a few critiques done, and everybody said wonderful stuff, but I was able to explain why I made certain choices as an Author. I love all of you, you know who you are, and you are all so very valuable. I feel blessed to have such wonderful critique people to work with.
They demand things of me, and challenge me on many levels.

            That’s enough for this week I think, I have other writing calling my name now. So I’ll see you on the flipside.

       Here I am with a new blog post. The year has started off with new lessons. The pieces have been coming from all over the place; I just follow where they lead. It’s been quite a bit of serendipity. I won’t tell you about the content, because it’s private and very spiritual. Lessons are like that. They ask us to get real, to show up, and to visit our deepest dark places, all while holding ourselves with compassion.

       As for writing, this year is starting off right as well. I have a little something that is almost ready to share. I’m still tweaking it to get it just right. I hope when I share it, you’ll take the time to read it. It’s rather different than my usual stuff. In getting back into writing, I’m brought back to the same lessons. The most important lesson is learning to trust yourself and listen to your own intuition. Advice is helpful and meaningful, but you can’t lose your voice in listening to others input.

       On a different note, I’m sitting in Starbucks as I write this, and I swear I just saw my mother’s truck. Keep in mind I sold said truck in January 2013. I know it’s a message, so now I am paying attention. Well enough for now. This is just a quick update. I have to get back to writing…



       It’s the first Monday of 2017 and welcome to it. So I’m going to share with you about my New Year’s Eve, because I feel it’s important. I had this long kind of boring post written, but it wouldn’t stay written. Instead I just want to tell you how the wind changed at midnight.

       Prior to twelve a.m. the wind was heavy with a cloying stink of rot, reminiscent of death.  When the clock struck twelve, the wind stopped for a few seconds. Almost like the world held its breath for a millisecond. When next the wind blew, it was refreshed, crisp and had a new scent of possibilities.

       I know it sounds strange even as I type it out, but I swear I was there, and it happened. You can take that to the bank. So anyway here’s to a new year. 2017! May it bring everyone peace, love, and joy. Happy New Year’s



     So dear hearts it is the last few weeks of 2016. It’s that time, time to look back so we can plan forward. This year has been quite an amazingly good and bad year. We lost many of our favorite people, actors, and musicians included. So I am taking the official look back now. With Wednesday’s full moon I will release all the lessons, making space for the coming year.

     This last year I didn’t have specific ideas for the year. But the lessons came anyway. They always do huh? This year for me has been all about self-awareness, mindfulness, intention-setting, and gratitude.  Boy did I learn some lessons. The more I paid attention, the more I focused, the better the lessons became.

      So first paying attention, seeing the serendipity around me became huge. It really paid off in special ways for me. When I use the term self-aware I am referring to the idea of being mindful of one’s motivations and actions. Plus the fact that others actions may not reflect on me. This was a huge deal for me. It freed me from obsessing. Next came intention setting. In January I set my first intention, to find a job that I would enjoy and grow with. It took a few months to arrive, but I was still being readied for it. So the job began May first, and I have been working nonstop since.

     The lessons continued as I was guided again and again to pay attention. I began setting goals and intentions each morning, as I sipped my coffee before work. A practice I still do because every day I see the results. It’s astounding I tell you. Now how to explain the gratitude?

     It’s a mindset. I let go of ego, of wanting more, needing this or that, and being happy with the very simple, yet profoundly important things. A cup of tea in a favorite mug still brings a huge smile to my face and warms my heart. While this may sound cheesy it’s true. I learned throughout the year that listening to that tiny voice that most people tune out you will find the things that bring you joy. I am now kind of excited to welcome in 2017 and all the lessons and joy that it will bring. And I hope it will bring us much less death...

Monday, February 6, 2017

Evil Ego & The Art of Getting Real



       Today is the first Monday of February, one in which I am going to get real. What is ego? It’s the cruelest part of your personality. Ego tends to try to hurt you when you check it at the door.

       My battle is fierce because of my sensitivity and my gifts.  I feel as if I never do enough and that I let those close to me down. I feel shame for the things that I can’t do as well as others.  What I can do well never balances out the things I struggle with. Why is there shame in being overwhelmed? I feel awkward and anxious most of the time.  Everyone can see my biggest flaw and finds me lacking. I lay awake at night and worry about being alone in the world and UN-needed. This just touches some of my daily struggle.

       I realize not all of these things are true, but that’s where ego tries to get a solid hit in. Hit where it hurts right? Ego can be really conniving and convincing, as well as loud.

      It isn’t all bad, but it isn’t rainbows and sunshine either. It’s what makes me human. My spirituality is my saving grace. Truly it’s as simple as that. But here’s the important part by sharing, by talking about it, writing about it, I raise awareness of something that draws us together. We all suffer.

Monday, January 30, 2017

Spiritual Writing - An Altar for Cerridwen



       I want to take a few minutes today, and share my writing altar for Cerridwen.






            So with some great advice, I began to create another altar. How many does one girl need... right? But this one holds specific intent for divine inspiration. It honors Cerridwen, who is the goddess of the bards. She keeps the cauldron of knowledge and inspiration.  

            Each of the items I have included hold meaning and depth. The statue with the candle is a goddess representation. Yes I am aware it looks nothing like Cerridwen. But maybe my muse is young, beautiful, and has wings.

I pay tribute to the process. Tea is an important aspect. I fill it with an offering of hot tea. The book mark keeps me grounded by reminding me of what good reading is all about. The pen is symbolic of my duty. The pen is mightier than the sword after all. The Starbucks napkin and cup sleeve remind to keep it real. The four elements are personal. You’ll just have to trust that they mean things to me.  

 Just knowing that I honor the goddess with this altar is enough information. I seek to maintain my creative inspiration and that I am vibrating at a level where my fiction speaks from a place of love.

Monday, January 23, 2017

A New Mission - We All Have Work To Do



        It’s time to get real. I don’t even know what that means, but it’s important. This last week has been difficult. There is a lot of stressful energy out in the world. I understand it totally. Saturday made my heart proud to see so many of my sisters come together around the whole world. I wish I could have marched, but I had a different mission.

       I worked, and I worked. I can’t give you the details, because they are private, but let’s just say I was given another message to pass along. This all took place while I was at work, and weirdly this message was from a deceased friend for a family member. It brought this person such joy, that if that is why I was given this gift, then I fully welcome it. I feel honored to walk this path. This one was about the sixth message I have been given to pass along, and all but one have been well-received and confirmed. I have no control over it and I don’t have all the details, but that’s life.

       Someone once said, “Life comes at you fast.” Wasn’t it Progressive? No silly it was Nationwide. Ah well? Anyway on a different note, I had the opportunity to see “Sing”. I am going to rave for a moment. Yes it’s a computer-animated movie, but that aside it’s awesome. I LOVE music so this was a real treat. I thoroughly enjoyed it, and highly recommend you go see it. A.S.A.P…

       I have something on tap for you. If I decide to share it, I will post it later this week. It has taught me some things as a writer, but the most important lesson has been being able to back up my choices. I had a few critiques done, and everybody said wonderful stuff, but I was able to explain why I made certain choices as an Author. I love all of you, you know who you are, and you are all so very valuable. I feel blessed to have such wonderful critique people to work with.
They demand things of me, and challenge me on many levels.

            That’s enough for this week I think, I have other writing calling my name now. So I’ll see you on the flipside.

Monday, January 16, 2017

Life...Lessons...Writing. Oh My!

       Here I am with a new blog post. The year has started off with new lessons. The pieces have been coming from all over the place; I just follow where they lead. It’s been quite a bit of serendipity. I won’t tell you about the content, because it’s private and very spiritual. Lessons are like that. They ask us to get real, to show up, and to visit our deepest dark places, all while holding ourselves with compassion.

       As for writing, this year is starting off right as well. I have a little something that is almost ready to share. I’m still tweaking it to get it just right. I hope when I share it, you’ll take the time to read it. It’s rather different than my usual stuff. In getting back into writing, I’m brought back to the same lessons. The most important lesson is learning to trust yourself and listen to your own intuition. Advice is helpful and meaningful, but you can’t lose your voice in listening to others input.

       On a different note, I’m sitting in Starbucks as I write this, and I swear I just saw my mother’s truck. Keep in mind I sold said truck in January 2013. I know it’s a message, so now I am paying attention. Well enough for now. This is just a quick update. I have to get back to writing…

Monday, January 2, 2017

Welcome 2017



       It’s the first Monday of 2017 and welcome to it. So I’m going to share with you about my New Year’s Eve, because I feel it’s important. I had this long kind of boring post written, but it wouldn’t stay written. Instead I just want to tell you how the wind changed at midnight.

       Prior to twelve a.m. the wind was heavy with a cloying stink of rot, reminiscent of death.  When the clock struck twelve, the wind stopped for a few seconds. Almost like the world held its breath for a millisecond. When next the wind blew, it was refreshed, crisp and had a new scent of possibilities.

       I know it sounds strange even as I type it out, but I swear I was there, and it happened. You can take that to the bank. So anyway here’s to a new year. 2017! May it bring everyone peace, love, and joy. Happy New Year’s

Monday, December 12, 2016

2016 Love it or leave it - A year in review



     So dear hearts it is the last few weeks of 2016. It’s that time, time to look back so we can plan forward. This year has been quite an amazingly good and bad year. We lost many of our favorite people, actors, and musicians included. So I am taking the official look back now. With Wednesday’s full moon I will release all the lessons, making space for the coming year.

     This last year I didn’t have specific ideas for the year. But the lessons came anyway. They always do huh? This year for me has been all about self-awareness, mindfulness, intention-setting, and gratitude.  Boy did I learn some lessons. The more I paid attention, the more I focused, the better the lessons became.

      So first paying attention, seeing the serendipity around me became huge. It really paid off in special ways for me. When I use the term self-aware I am referring to the idea of being mindful of one’s motivations and actions. Plus the fact that others actions may not reflect on me. This was a huge deal for me. It freed me from obsessing. Next came intention setting. In January I set my first intention, to find a job that I would enjoy and grow with. It took a few months to arrive, but I was still being readied for it. So the job began May first, and I have been working nonstop since.

     The lessons continued as I was guided again and again to pay attention. I began setting goals and intentions each morning, as I sipped my coffee before work. A practice I still do because every day I see the results. It’s astounding I tell you. Now how to explain the gratitude?

     It’s a mindset. I let go of ego, of wanting more, needing this or that, and being happy with the very simple, yet profoundly important things. A cup of tea in a favorite mug still brings a huge smile to my face and warms my heart. While this may sound cheesy it’s true. I learned throughout the year that listening to that tiny voice that most people tune out you will find the things that bring you joy. I am now kind of excited to welcome in 2017 and all the lessons and joy that it will bring. And I hope it will bring us much less death...

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