Sunday, June 26, 2011

It Feels Like Summer, Sort Of

I remember back in 2007 this time of year I fled to Reno (with my two dogs, and former cat Kerouac) to wait out the drama of the Angora Fire at Tahoe. In 2008 it was the quake swarm at Verdi-Mogul that continued on through June. (And yes, Kerouac was on the sensing shakers beat.) The following summer the ups and downs of the recession hit Lake Tahoe. And in the summer of 2010 I was working like a worker bee on The Healing Powers of Honey (Sept. 27, 2011; Kensington Books). And this year I'm penning another Healing Powers book in between distracting chaos around the globe--caused by Mother Nature...
Read: Yes, I forecasted the 7.2 Alaska quake that hit on June 24, two days ago. Flooding at Tahoe didn't pan out as bad as NOAA (and I) thought it would. North Dakota's historical water from snowmelt is another story. And now a nuke plant in Nebraska is another woe. It should feel like summer, a time for beach going and ice cream cones--but for some reason it doesn't feel fun 100%.
In the upcoming issue of Oracle 20-20 magazine I dish out how to read your cat or dog to get a handle on what may or may not be coming your way--good or bad. And today, I sit here amid my cat Zen (from the indoors he's hunting spiders to flys), two Brittanys Simon and Seth, and feel the block as I get ready to go back to the big book. I feel Zen's restless nature. Maybe that Sierra quake will cometh before June ends...
Meanwhile, I'm craving chocolate. Not sure why but it's a feel-good superfood. The shrimp salad that I wrote about for Tahoe Tribune's "What's Cookin' at Callie's Cabin" worked for a while but it's gone. Swimming today outdoors was heaven but it's over. The bottom line: I'm suffering from writer's block and instead of going with it I'm fighting it. Or not. Writing books is so much easier to do in the winter or even fall (my fave season) when it's off season. Perhaps, I'll bake a pie or cake and that may stir the creative juices. Or maybe I'll play with Zen and his new neo light mouse. Here kitty, kitty. Wanna play with the mouse?  I need a chocolate fix ASAP. Oh, oh, oh. is sending me a special chocolate bar. I have something to look forward to this week.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

It's June 15, 2011--Here Comes the Full Moon

Last night I saw it and was awestruck. The huge bright moon greeted me through my bedroom window. As I fielded calls for the psychic network and input prose for my latest Healing Powers series book, I saw it. The moon said, "Hello, there." And I smiled back.
The question is, will quakes occur in the following week. After all, it's June and back in pre-summer of 2005 our Golden State rocked and rolled like a fast game of ping pong.
Meanwhile, the wildflowers did not bloom at the Lake. One local told me yesterday that they "froze back." No splashes of bright yellow in the neighborood or fields that I walk my Brittany duo. Still, store bought flowers are out and trees are in bloom (about 75%). And the weather? It's getting warm--so much that my fish, my goldfish went to fish heaven. Not fun. Had the water tested by the fish people and it's normal, they said. Blame it on the rise in temperature. And I wonder if the snowmelt from the mountain tops will cause flooding at the Lake and surrounding Lake Tahoe; NOAA and I are on alert for the next week.
Today, I'll fantasize about my first outdoor swim of yesterday as I am inputting words in the big book on the new healing superfood; anticipating the arrival of The Healing Powers of Honey come fall harvest--my fourth book child in the series. I'd rather be dancing by the lake with my cat under the full moon. Windows open, new fish, warm air, calls from around around the world with callers treating me like a magical guru will have to suffice. Well, the day is still young and we are now entering the total lunar eclipse window. I'm craving a special chocolate delivery--it's on its way, Enjou Chocolat tells me. And more coffee...

P.S. No worries. I'm on watch for Earth changes and the phone should be ringing a lot tonight--it's proven, folks and animals go haywire during lunar cycles. "Intuitive, Callie--chill. Now, I'm sensing you're a fire sign, perhaps on the cusp of water, right... No, no,'s not over but it should be." And then I pet Zen, my cat, take a sip of chamomile tea, turn up alternative tunes and tune into callers' woes.
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Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Spring Has Spung: But It's Hot Chocolate at Tahoe

Lake Tahoe flowers, blue jays chirping, front yard trees blossoming, and sunshine are not in the cards. Yesterday I walked the Brittanys in a snow flurry. By five P.M., I made a roaring fire. What's more, I ordered a veggie pizza. No springtime here: no birds, flowers, or trees in full bloom. Sure, it's the sierra and back in 2009, we had snow, thunderstorms, and flash floods. Yet several years ago, in April I'd walk to the Lake each day and the 70s feel like warm 80s in the mountains.
This weather weirdness is playing games on my mind and spirit. Last night, for instance, I almost ordered gourmet coffee chocolate from an online chocolate company. But when the customer service rep told me corn syrup was one of the ingredients in the chocolates of my choice--I quickly hung up the phone. A cup of unsweetened hot chocolate sufficed...Today, my June Earth Changes article in Oracle 20-20 Magazine graces the cover: Spring Has Sprung: Is Armeggedon Here? by Cal Orey. I wrote it last month before May 21, Judgment Day, according to Harold Camping. My anti-prediction on The Mancow Show panned out and I hold my 100% accurate thumbs down to wacky forecasts...Speaking of forecasts, I have been accepted as a "psychic" on another well known psychic network. And I'm loving it. Busy, busy, busy like a worker honey bee. Yep, I'm still dishing out answers like an Eight Ball and getting "hits" again...


And this day is the final day for me to proof the honey bee book and it will fly via fax back to the publisher. This excites me. I will probably bake a honey dish (or two) to celebrate. Plus, as always, after the completion of a book that I pen, I make a fire and sip a healthful beverage. Read: A cup of herbal tea, hot chocolate and/or Joe are on the agenda for this chilly Thursday in June, pre-summer. No recipes required. Hot healthful beverges are best despite spring has sprung, sort of. But the heater is on and the sky is gray. Time to put on the hooded sweatshirt, jeans, and walk the Brittany duo in the big chill. No honey bee sightings today.

P.S. It's time for a cup of hot chocolate and a dark chocolate caramel (or two) after our romp. Ah, bliss. Watching Food Network; on the phone psychic network, and the big honey bee book is back in New York for its final trek. The worker bee's work is done!