Why I’m Not Fighting Cancer – Again.

I’m told I have breast cancer – invasive lobular carcinoma. Stage 2. The initial test results came through 7 days before the Celebration of Life I had planned for Ray – my husband for 37 years – who died on the fast track of a cancer found too late. I chose to put the news of my party crasher quietly on the backburner and go on with my plans to celebrate the LIFE I shared with this man. Maybe I am just too raw, with this overlapping Ray’s passing, but I’m not accepting the invitation to play war here. I’m not fighting cancer – again. I am LIVING while I navigate this next chapter in my LIFE as I learn to live it without his presence. What you say? Isn’t the battle with cancer about fighting for your life? No. Not when you STOP LIFE to fight it. Anyone who’s gone through this knows what I am talking about. A lot of stuff goes through your head when faced with your mortality – or that of one you love. You say “Yes” where you might normally say, “Stop” or “Wait” or “No, let me try another way.” Ray and I barely had time to digest the news that his was Stage 4 metastatic before we found ourselves caught in the revolving door of tests, doctors, hospital beds, pharmaceutical cocktails, heart monitors, iv drips – and blood drawings that turned his arms black and blue. Of course he would fight it and I would support his wishes. Given the circumstances, fighting was probably a better option for him than devastation and grief – as he lived only 50 days beyond diagnosis and most of that in a hospital. (And now, I am left to digest that it was a slow-growing cancer, missed by a medical system of specialists and primary care that only looked at their piece of the elephant. A blog for another day.)
“I will never attend an anti-war rally; if you have a peace rally, invite me.” – Mother Teresa
I am not fighting cancer. I am embracing life and that embrace is my basis for recovery and healing. So many precious moments were lost in Ray’s fight. Moments that we did not know were to be our very last because we were too busy fighting “it” to check-in with the rapidly changing terrain. I do not wish to lose my focus or balance. Family and friends have been put on notice to rouse me if they see this happening.
They know cancer is not part of the equation when it comes to creating what matters most in how I love to move through my life and how I move to love through my life.
This does not mean I will not be diligent in my research and careful in my decisions. That I will not be attentive to those offering me alternative approaches to balance, strengthen and heal my body. That I will not be respectful of and grateful for the medical professionals as they share with me what they know, as well as their assessments of this party crasher in my breast. This does mean I am not going to operate from panic. Last week I got a call from the oncologist’s office. They scheduled an MRI for me. Efficient, I suppose, except they forgot to ask me before they booked it. They forgot I have a life. A simple thing, I know. No big deal. Why not change my schedule and keep the appointment? After all, it’s CANCER. Cancer is a noun, not a verb. I do not wish to start CANCERING. Call me crazy, but I sense the point where that noun-verb transition occurs. And I teeter there some days. Not in fear, but in the scramble for insurance coverage, in the assumptions made by doctors and their staff, in the measured urgency of loved ones not wanting to lose me – the way I lost Ray. I choose, daily, to be conscious of where that CANCERING point is so I don’t cast aside LIVING. Another verb. The medical machine whisks us through the door after the word cancer is spoken. (And how willingly we go because, YES, it is a scary frickin’ word.) Once we get through that door we start to lose our perspective. We forget we have choices that may be outside the realm of discussion among our providers. We forget we are the patients, the most important part of the recovery equation. Fear and urgency rule as we cast present moments aside while we aim for better days. I’m not a fighter, folks. And I am not fighting cancer – again. I am living – still. LIFE is my point. When I remember, I invite those who forget, to remember. When you remember, you invite those who forget, to remember. And when WE remember, we remember together – and it doesn’t get any better than that. That’s the point where miracles happen. Our journey continues ...  
“A long habit of not thinking a thing wrong, gives it a superficial appearance of being right, and raises at first a formidable outcry in defense of custom. But the tumult soon subsides. Time makes more converts than reason.”  – Thomas Paine
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Life. Death. Breast Cancer.

Life. Death. Breast Cancer. I have no clever first-line hook for this post. And it won’t be neat and tidy with a beginning, middle and end. If you’ve spent any time here at all, you know I am not shy about sharing when life gets messy – though never for drama’s sake. God knows we all have our tribulations and don’t need another magnifier in the world.
A wise woman recently said it perfectly. If I am going to share the heavy stuff with you, it will be to build your muscle – not sink you.
When I posted about the only New Year's resolution you'll ever need back in January, I had no idea the hurricane that was mounting at sea or that there would be no stopping it when it hit shore. I also didn’t know how challenged I would be to catch my breath, let alone post anything in the messy room. I figured, when I could show back up here, I’d post about my beloved’s battle with a cancer found too late (that had metastasized throughout his body) and all the stuff you witness to in that agonizing race to buy time – at least enough time to digest the news. But then he died. Just 50 days after diagnosis. So, I figured I’d make my way back here and blog about death and grief and how precious life is and the things we say “Yes” and “No” to and all the silly stuff that captures our attention while the really important stuff gets lost in the hooplahah. But now I find myself in a most bizarre overlap. The cancer train has not yet left the station. It seems that I have breast cancer. That the lump they told me was benign in January, before the hurricane hit shore, is not benign now. It has grown and gotten greedy and is invasively feeding off healthy breast tissue. Another intimate life-long partner, challenged. Were it not for my journaling, my morning quiet time spent with God and His divine messengers, and the tribe of wise souls circling around me, I would have washed out to sea before the third tidal wave hit me. But I’m not drowning. I’m here. And I’m back. And I’m writing. My walk with life, death and cancer continues. And I have messy stuff I want to say. I awake with grief and grace, daily, in a scavenger hunt for gratitude and understanding. I am not in resistance – but am in persistence – as I prepare for this next round. It would appear that my life is in what marathoners call a “split run race.” (That’s when you run faster in the second half than the first.) By divine design no doubt. A sacred overlap, perhaps, with my beloved who is now assisting from the other side. I am the stuff of stars. Not cancer. And I will find out what this old girl is made of as I work to reconstruct my life in this next most curious chapter. So, get ready to build some muscle with me or unsubscribe – cause the messy room just got messier. Thanks for listening.

The Only New Year’s Resolution You’ll Ever Need

The Only New Year's Resolution You'll Ever Need It’s that time again, and I am offering you the only New Year’s resolution you will ever need to make.
Live your life like you mean it.
Yep. That’s it. Resolve to live your life like you really mean it. Don’t wait to mean it when you fall in love. When you’re out of school. When you have money. When the kids are grown. When your hand is forced by age, or disease, or death. Don’t wait to live your life like you mean it when challenged with some outside circumstance that suddenly opens your eyes. (Like we usually do.) And certainly don’t live your life like you mean it because I told you to.
YOU are the meaning-maker in your life so live your life like you mean it – the way you mean to live it.
Make eye contact every morning with that you looking back in that mirror and mean it, even if just for a moment. Make eye contact with everyone you meet, every day, and mean it. Not as a series of foreheads and noses and lips and ears. Look life in the eye, and all the other folks that show up with you each day, like you mean it. And, when you do, pay attention. You just might be surprised at all that you can be and do and feel. Put this locomotive at the head of the train. Don’t lead with cabooses. (As cute as they look, save them for wishes.) If you put this resolution up front, all the other desires, intentions, determinations – and even wishes – will hook up and follow at their appropriate time. Think about it. This resolution directs you like the Golden Rule. When you love your brother as yourself, when you do unto your sister as you would do unto you, all the rest that’s right or wrong naturally comes into view. The who-what-why-when-where appears organically. And because you are living your life like you mean it, you won’t miss it. If you do, you will circle around and get back on track – or you will find someone that can help you. Living your life like you mean it – like it matters – supports the healthier diet, more fulfilling job, expanded education, improved relationship, shift from depression, or whatever fill-in-the-blank resolutions you might have. The ways and means to accomplish your goals will introduce themselves at the best possible time because you mean it. (Some might appear inconvenient at first but, because you are living your life like you mean it, you will recognize the wisdom in the timing.)
“Matter is Spirit moving slowly enough to be seen." – Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
If life matters, you matter. If life matters, how you spend your time giving meaning matters. You give life the meaning and the mattering. You give matter meaning. (Am I messing with your mind? Yes. Make it matter.) It’s  almost 2017. And you are reading this for a reason. Lets ring this one in together. Lets take a deep breath, right now, and slowly exhale like we mean it. Nap like we mean it. Play like we mean it. Hug like we mean it. Seek help like we mean it. Accept help like we mean it. Be amplified – or ambivalent – like we mean it. Divine Source and the universe love to support matter and the meaning in the matter. Spirit loves to conspire on your behalf. Check it in. “This is what meaning looks like to me when I do _______.” Then send out the signal loud and clear. Resolve to live your life like you mean it this year. May 2017 abundantly bless you with meaning so all that matters will come to you. Dream awake. Be amazed. With Love ... and I mean it. Bernadette XO Click on the pic below if you want to know more about my intuitive mentoring services. Muse Fusions Intuitive Reading Special Meaning-maker thoughts? Questions? Share them here! If you like this post, then please LIKE and SHARE because together we CREATE a better world! And be sure to SUBSCRIBE to my Messy Room for more musings and inspirations to come!

Muse Fusions Wrap Recipes for Low-Stress, Low-Impact Holiday Gifts

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Here are some creative holiday ideas that are gentle on the environment as well as the spirit!
LOW-IMPACT GIFT WRAPS Remember how Grandma used to press and save wrapping paper? Start your own tradition of “re-use.” Wrap presents in last year’s calendar, old posters, maps, coloring book pages, sheet music, blueprints, and pieces of old quilts or embroidered linens. Or my favorite – shopping bags! (As you can see I have a Trader Joe’s theme going.) Use strips of fabric and yarn as ties. Old costume jewelry, Christmas ornaments, fresh flowers, pine cones, and netting for bows. Make gift tags from last year’s Christmas cards. Silk drawstring bags with beaded tassels can hold all kinds of goodies and be used by the recipient the next season for their gift-wrapping. The year’s recipient can toss in a “fortune cookie” wish as they pass it on. What fun you can have watching those fortunes grow within your circle of family and friends! Take stocking stuffers beyond the fireplace mantel. Come up with gift-wrapping pairs. In other words, wrap a gift with a gift. Put kitchenware in a breadbasket, a gift card in a picture frame. Let a necklace and earrings adorn a plush teddy bear. Muse Fusions Trader Joes Gift Wrapping Paper LOW-STRESS GIFTS Gift a service. Housecleaning, clutter clearing, yard work, or car detailing. Pamper with a massage, facial or pedicure. Inspire with a tarot reading, energy clearing or Feng Shui consult. (Psst! I am offering a "Ring in the New Year" special on an intuitive reading. Yes. Shameless self-promotion. You will see the link below!) Gift lessons. Art lessons, music lessons, dance lessons or a pottery class. Gift an introductory coaching session in an area of interest. A writing coach for a blossoming novelist. A nutritional coach for someone wishing to change his or her eating habits. A creativity coach for someone who needs a jump-start back into his or her art. Gift your time. After the holidays, help with a project or take someone out for a play date. Muse Fusions Tea Bow Trader Joe Wrapper
Here’s a creative holiday idea that is gentle on the environment as well as the spirit. Book sleeve wrap + book + tea = cozy evening reading!
POST-HOLIDAY IDEAS Tree-Cycling. If you do not live in an area that offers post-holiday tree-cycling consider using your tree as a habitat for wildlife and birds by laying it out where the branches can offer shelter from the winter weather. Adorn the branches with seed cakes, fruit slices, or pine cones packed with a mixture of peanut butter and seeds. Be green with old things. Don’t let them clog up your closets as you head into the New Year! Donate them. Re-purpose them. Re-gift them. Look for municipalities that offer post-holiday electronics collection events for all your old electronics. Muse Fusions Paper Health Giftwrap
There is 25% more waste produced during the holiday season between Thanksgiving and New Year’s. That converts to one million extra tons of trash per week. I encourage you to consider ideas that not only save our landfills from the extra burden of this season but also save us from the extra stress that comes with juggling time, energy, and money in the holiday dash.
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Art as Life: Tear a Page. Turn a Corner.

Inspiritus at Lourdes Mixed Media Art by Bernadette Rose Smith Ever find yourself heading in a particular direction only to hit so many speed bumps, detours, or cul-de-sacs along the way that you start to question whether you should proceed? Maybe you can recall more than one “where is that road again” trip. Perhaps you are in the middle of one right now. Or, maybe there is one right around the corner waiting for you. (You do know you are not reading this by chance, right?) Well, get comfy. While you ponder that, I will tell you a short story about Inspiritus. Why? Because, whatever your journey, it is a story that points to a moment we share – that moment when we hear the whispers and feel the breath of the Divine moving through us. Inspiritus Mixed Media Art by Bernadette Rose Smith Inspiritus Breath Mixed Media Art by Bernadette Rose Smith I was not in the neighborhood for inspiritus. I was aiming for a project that I hoped would address a livelihood concern. Inspiritus – the altered book pictured throughout this post – was a spirited calling on the carpet. It started with a phrase that kept popping up in my journal and my thoughts. Like a song verse you can’t shake. “The words are the leaves. The deeds are the fruits.” A polite way for the Divine to say, “Talk is cheap. Show me.” Inspiritus Altered Book Cover by Bernadette Rose Smith It was generously reinforced with one dead end after another in my livelihood venture. I have acquired enough wisdom to know when to stop and listen. (You know, that point where you start seeing stars from hitting that brick wall one too many times?) That’s when this poetic collaboration hopped onto a page in my journal one morning, starting with the verse:
So much happens before a leaf is born and from your pages a word is torn...
Inspiritus Altered Book Love by Bernadette Rose Smith “What a delightful thump on the head,” I thought. And with that invitation came the rest.
root upon root. ring upon ring. matters hidden until, in spring, from root to trunk to limb to branch a leaf is born, adorned to dance in sun and breeze and cloud and storm until its partner bud is born. coaxed to blossom. blossom to fruit. how will you harvest what came to root?
Inspiritus Altered Book by Bernadette Rose Smith My life flashed before my eyes. Okay, maybe not that dramatic but pretty dang close. Lets just say, in the following weeks, the writer-me burned through a lot of pages on the topic of compromises, adaptations, justifications, rescues, distractions, and all manner of negotiation devices used to make peace with myself when confronted with the needs and concerns of others always coming first. Whether for lack of courage or just plain fatigue, my frail manipulative attempts to wrestle a corner of time to follow my passions and use the divine seeds given me met with delay upon delay, year after year. From brunette to my now “platinum blond.” Inspiritus Altered Book Contemplation by Bernadette Rose Smith Somewhere in all that writing reverie, the artist-me stepped up. She’d had it. “Enough already! I got this. Let me show you without all the words. The big annual art show is coming up in 7 weeks. You love altered books so make one. Give this poem a home and then send it on its journey. All of your adult life you have set me aside for more concerns than I can count. I am tired of living in the shadows cast by others and your livelihood-concerned, placating-all-others self. There is no one looking over your shoulder but you now. So what’s your excuse? When will there ever be the perfect time? How will I ever trust you? Talk is cheap. Show me you love me. Lets plant some seeds.” Inspiritus Altered Book Seeds by Bernadette Rose Smith Inspiritus Altered Book Mixed Media Seed Spread by Bernadette Rose Smith Well just ouch me! Enough of my story. Now I am going to ask you to think about yours and invite you to answer some questions. Inspiritus Altered Book Mixed Media Matchbook Drawers by Bernadette Rose Smith Leaves eventually give way to harvest a new experience. What seeds are you planting in their compost? Are they ones you came in with? Or ones others have handed to you along the way? The thing about the seeds accepted from others is that, at first, they seem easy because they come with instructions. But look carefully. Those seeds are often attached to strings and expectations that lead to resentments and guilt if not planted to the satisfaction of the original seed bearer. They can land you in tending a field that will not sustain you or the seed bearer. (Funny about that, eh?) Inspiritus Altered Book Mixed Media Ladder Spread by Bernadette Rose Smith The thing about the seeds we come in with is that they don’t often come with instructions. We have to do a little investigating to find the proper climate, soil, nutrients, as well as healthy partner crops with which to plant them. We have to be aware. Watch the weather patterns. Be attentive to pests and weeds. But the seeds we came in with will sustain us and place us in fields that will also sustain others. Inspiritus Altered Book Mixed Media Harvest Spread by Bernadette Rose Smith What’s in your seed pouch? Do you know? Have you checked lately? Now is the time to dig deep. When your seed-planting time on this earth is done and you are standing in front of the Master Farmer, will your pouch be empty? Or still full? Inspiritus Mixed Media Altered Book Hidden Matters by Bernadette Rose Smith The blogger-me says, “Thanks for the visit and share any seed thoughts you wish to cast for others to harvest!" The writer-me says, “Let my words be the leaves that your deeds may bear fruit.” The artist-me says, “Look at the pictures. They will nourish your soul.” Musings from the Messy Room Subscribe Photo If you like this post, then please LIKE and SHARE because together we PLANT a better world! And be sure to SUBSCRIBE to my Messy Room for more musings and inspirations to come!  

Moondancing with Past Life Regression Facilitator and Author, Sara Halcyon

Moondancing with Sara Halcyon as Muse Melpomene Today, as part of The Messy Room Moondancing Muse Series, we are dancing to the moon and back with the high spirited, multi-dimensional time traveling guide – typically referred to as a Past Life Regression Facilitator – Sara Halcyon.  Actually, I may have to lasso this gal because she could take us beyond the moon as she is also a Reiki Master, Intuitive, and author of the paranormal-fantasy fiction entitled Dream Bound. Sara is September's hosting muse in A Mused Community’s 2016 Creativity Challenges (they are using my book, Moondancing, as a guide) as well as the long-time contributing muse, Melpomene, for Muses of Art & Soul on Facebook. Without further ado or drum roll, lets jump in and find out what keeps her multi-dimensional clocks ticking!  
Okay, Sara, lets get started with a quick warm-up … What's your best Halloween costume to date? I was a well-dressed Charmed one (a Witch)… As I saw it, I was just dressing up as MySelf! What are you wearing right now? Jeans, t-shirt, Supernatural (always keep fighting) hoody, and Halloween socks– because Halloween socks can and should be worn year-round. What is your favorite highway or Karaoke song? Anything by The Violent Femmes, mostly because I know all of the lyrics and can belt it out without any real musical talent. Their songs always remind me of good times with friends. What is the title of your autobiography? “StarSeed”… If you could dance under the moon anywhere in the world where would that be ... and what would you wear? OH, that’s a good question. And a tough one to answer because there are so many magickal places that I would love to experience by moonlight. But to narrow it down to one, I think I would pick (generally speaking) anywhere in the Irish countryside. If it’s warmish AND private… nothing. If it’s a tit-nippy, then a long, gauzy shift dress with a cloak.
  Moondancing with Sara Halcyon Now, describe your creative work style using one of these patterns: Paisley. Polka dot. Stripes. Checks.
Checks! When I first heard the question I immediately pictured check marks rather than a pattern. I’m a list maker. Even in my creative endeavors I’m constantly making lists and checking things off. As a writer and author, my creative outlet and chosen form of expression creates an endless stream of consciousness that requires organization. Whether check marks or a checks pattern, I appreciate the order and THAT is why it would best describe my creative work style.
Is your work style the same with day-to-day stuff? If not, what pattern are you then?
Same; all day, every day. It’s definitely a personality thing. I’m not down with chaos. I NEED order to maintain my sanity and to be productive whether I’m writing or managing my family responsibilities.
How about a favorite quote?
“Write it. Shoot it. Publish it. Crochet it, sauté it, whatever. MAKE.” – Joss Whedon
So we can all put some good moon-mojo on it; what’s your Moondancing dream this year?
To complete and publish my book, StarSeed. I’ve been working on it for the last couple of years and I couldn’t be more excited about putting it out for all to read.
I know StarSeed is your second book. Can you give us an "elevator pitch" synopsis of your first book, Dream Bound?
Sure! Here goes! Ava Hunt and Evangeline Stevens were reborn to a legacy that will bring about the apocalypse, a thinning of the veil, and an end to the separation between realms. Their shared birthright transcends time and space and catapults them forward toward an unknowable future. After haunting visitations and a warning of impending darkness, the girls soon discover they are Dream Walkers destined to wake those who bear the mark of the Originals [the first peoples of earth endowed with supernatural abilities]. With help from others of their kind they are introduced to a forgotten and ancient history very different from the one known to the rest of man. As Dream Walkers, Ava and Evangeline are compelled to accept their charge in order to restore cosmic order. Along the way the girls must also uncover the secrets of their Original past, an enduring love, and tragic betrayal before history repeats itself and the world is forever lost in the illusion of darkness. “Where dreamers dwell, I wish to know, the secrets held within my soul…”
How do you approach a new project or idea?
The creative process as it relates to my writing involves LOTS of brainstorming, outlining, and note taking. My husband acts as a sounding board while I ramble and bounce ideas off of him. He’ll give me some feedback and opinion, but he’s always supportive and patient. Then I sit in meditation followed by asking for dreams to clarify storyline and characters. Once I’ve established a story cord (a golden strand that extends into infinity, into the sea of potential and possibilities), I channel the story with the help of my guides/expanded consciousness/Beings of LIGHT. And VUALA, a story is remembered!
Moondancing with Sara Halcyon Rune Play Where or how do you get your inspiration?
My inspiration comes from my experience of the world around me. When I sit down to write, I open a channel to spirit and my expanded consciousness. Sometimes the information is received as visual ques and plays like a movie in my mind’s eye or sometimes they appear as still pictures. At the same time I experience a telepathic KNOWING, like a stream of consciousness downloaded and translated in such a way that I understand the intent.
What do you do when in a creative dry spell?
I used to wait for a spiritual “Gibbs smack” upside the head. (For those who don’t watch NCIS, it would be the equivalent of spirit wielding a 2x4 of inspiration.) But during my training as a certified past life regression facilitator, I realized that I’m plugged into an endless stream of inspiration, ideas, and possibilities. Having the ability to explore my own past lives has provided a deep well of potential stories to remember and bring to life.
Have you always been creative or are you a late bloomer?
As a child I danced and dreamt of being a ballerina. Then as a teen I still danced but not as much because I moved onto drama/acting. After high school, I focused on my higher education (science and the realm of logic and reason which, for me, wasn’t super conducive to creating art and experiencing magick). Then came marriage and child rearing (a more literal form of creating, I suppose) and a rather long hiatus from what had been my creative outlets. From about ages 18–29, my only creative outlet was spellwork and ceremony. But at 29 I jumped head first into writing. I can honestly say that writing has become a passionate obsession. Once I started, I was hooked and I haven’t looked back!
What informs your subject matter?
What informs my subject matter is, Magick, Beings from other realms, history (known and the lesser), other lifetimes, other dimensions, a broader unseen reality, the unexplained and unknowable – I seek to explore and KNOW them all.
Being that this IS the Musings from the Messy Room, you have to tell us about your creative work space.
My creative space is inside of me, in my dreams and meditations, in my heart space. “Where dreamers dwell, I wish to know, the secrets held within in my soul…” –SH
Sara Halcyon Creative Space   

Now, for the Grand MoonDancing Finale, Sara...

How does your muse speak to you? Your creative ideas come about for you?  What inspires you the most about your vision for them? Where do you see yourself going with this in your own creative process?
Melpomene speaks to me as a truth-teller. She encourages me to express myself without hesitation or fear of judgement. Intense and courageous, she inspires me to strip away illusion and ego revealing the true essence of SELF. This has been a tremendous inspiration to me as a writer AND influences the characters I bring to life. The integrity of a character allows those who engage with them to SEE them for whom and what they truly are and makes them relatable. As I continue to write and create, it’s that type of integrity and courage that I aspire to embody in my work.  
Moondancing with Sara Halcyon Profile Hi! I am Sara, a certified Past Life Regression Facilitator, Reiki Master, Intuitive, and author. I live in SW Washington State in the Vancouver/Portland area and offer Past Life Regression sessions in person or over the phone, as well as Reiki sessions. I love to write! I love feeling inspired and watching characters and scenes come to life. Storylines and words flow from beyond my comprehension and play out like a movie in my head. With each book I write, I learn more about myself and the world around me. I appreciate the infinite number of stories, truths, and experiences that we each hold close to our hearts and I relish the ability to BE another, even if only briefly, as I see the world through their eyes. I write to KNOW the unknowable, the unfathomable, and the seemingly impossible. The act of writing allows me to tap into an expanded consciousness where all things are possible. It challenges my perception of limitation and reality. For truly, all things are knowable. And even that which we consider unfathomable is in truth, possible. Moondancing Sara Halcyon Dreambound on Amazon Some links for Sara if you want to follow her dance: Click for Sara Halcyon on Facebook Click for Sara Halcyon's Website Click for Sara Halcyon, Dream Bound on Amazon Click for Muses of Art & Soul on Facebook   Sara it has been a pleasure to have your energy grace my messy room and, if you don't mind, could you leave that portal open for a few days? There are a few places I'd like to visit!    Click here for Moondancing book info Moondancing Mikey the Messy Room Kitty If you like this post, then please LIKE and SHARE because together we grow a better world! And be sure to SUBSCRIBE to my Messy Room for more muse inspirations to come!