Monday, August 13, 2012
Friday, June 22, 2012
falling in love, laughing so hard your face hurts, a hot shower, no lines at the market, a special glance, taking a drive on a quiet road, hearing your favorite song on the radio, lying in bed listening to the rain outside, hot towels fresh out of the dryer, chocolate milkshake, a bubble bath, giggling, the sounds of a church bell in the distance, the sound of a train whistle in the distance, a fresh breeze coming into the window, the smell of a fresh cut lawn, planting flowers and helping them grow, helping others, a genuine smile as you pass a stranger, getting a "quick note" from a friend or loved one, just saying "hello", they miss you, or that you have moved them in some way.
a good conversation, the sea, laughing at yourself, looking into their eyes and knowing they love you, running through sprinklers, laughing for absolutely no reason at all, having someone tell you that you're beautiful, family, religion, laughing at an inside joke with friends, others supporting what you do, accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you, giving your time to others for no more than "just because", volunteering, the sound of an instrument playing softly, sailing, someone doing something sweet for you for no other reason, other than they care.
waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep, your first kiss (either the very first or with a new partner), making new friends or spending time with old ones, playing with a new puppy, having someone play with your hair, sweet dreams, hot chocolate, having best friends, being able to love others in good and bad times, hearing that a close friend loves you the way you are, seeing a gesture from a friend that makes your heart smile, a walk in the rain, sharing an umbrella.
road trips, swinging on swings, holding hands with someone you care about, running into an old friend, watching the sunrise/set, getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day, knowing that somebody misses you, showing the people around you how much you care, a good book, when someone REALLY gets your joke, making sweet things for others, supporting others in what they do, never judging, giving advice, letting them make mistakes, and being there to celebrate if they succeed, or to lift them up if they fall.
getting a hug from someone you care about deeply, a walk in the woods or along the beach, the rain, a good cup of coffee, a quiet smile, nature, feeling good in your heart, laughing so hard with a friend, someone making something nice for you, being silly, and knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think.
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Monday, June 11, 2012
|Beauty is an experience.|
On a different note: Congrats to two beautiful boys on their 2012 graduation. Joey and Jacob have so many reasons to be proud. Love to them both. And congrats to all other grads! :)
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Friday, May 18, 2012
Happy Birthday to my wonderful older sister who passed away a few Autumns ago. (If you recall, my sister was saving a pup in the road who had just been hit by a car, when a truck came from behind and killed her.) She was/is so beautiful and I miss her very much.
Also, I would like to wish a very happy birthday to her beautiful daughter who shares the same birthday today.
For the rest of the world, good night and sweet dreams.
Babbled by Cher Ferroggiaro at 9:53 PM
Hey guys, check out artist Ksandra and keep your eyes out for my article this weekend on Emerging Magazine!
Her latest album, “Light ‘n’ Dark” features collaborators from the likes of Snoop Dogg, Fergie, Slash and Beyonce. It is one of the great pop albums of the year, but is also an album that rewards more serious connoisseurs of music. And she will be performing in Emerging Magazine's 3 day "Summer Trance Jam" - A celebration of the hottest techno, trance, club and house music! Details coming soon!
The release Light 'n' Dark by pop singer K'SANDRA is being requested by radio DJs worldwide and making a huge wave. SPIN magazine announced "Finger on the Trigger" as one of best 50 songs in LA market for their PopChips Contest.
She just got nominated by Starliners Radio for their yearly awards 2012. KSandra is not only an amazing artist, she has a personality that keep one engaged in all she has to say--her energy and talent are out of this world. I adore her!
Album on iTunes, Spotify, Amazon, Pandora, and other outlets.
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Wednesday, May 16, 2012
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Tuesday, May 08, 2012
My Facebook Status Tonight:
"Stefan is spending the night beside his father tonight, he has Alzheimer's and has been given one week to live. I adore being near him, so when at the hospital, I help him in any way that I can--even if it is just smoothing the wrinkles from of his sheets as he sleeps. He is loved by so many and I truly wish he were not ill. For Stefan, I hope that I have the strength to hold him tight enough, so that his heart will not break. ♥"
(Thank you to all that commented, but I deleted it because I prefer it being here.)
I am very good at handling bad things and even handled my older sister's death alone. (At least for a few days until I flew out to her funeral.) I do not know how I do it or even if I do "do it" and do not just turn emotion off and become some sort of robotic figure. Perhaps, I never really take the time to grieve. Odd, because I always take the time to love. No matter who it is, if they move me and make my heart smile, I will let them know. Everyone needs to know when they are cared for. I love to love.
OK, I am getting off the subject. Moving forward (I am sure that I will re-write this many times, so forgive my messiness.)...
We were told today that Stefan's father has about a week to live. His father has Alzheimer's and a very bad fever. He just came home from the hospital after having pneumonia, but a fever has broken out once again. (We were just there a few nights ago.)
I truly enjoy being around him and adore his sense of humor. I am going to miss him.
I recall the first time that I met him; he was so kind and made me feel such a peace within. I told Stefan that visiting with him for those few hours were the best hours I had endured in some time--they were just so relaxing. The conversation was intriguing and has never been forgotten. The second time that I had met him we were knocking for about 15 minutes, but no one had heard us. Stefan and I decided to take a walk around his father's property, stopping by the small man-made lake as Stefan told stories of the past. Again, such a peaceful time. Stefan is my best friend.
When his father finally answered the door, he walked with us, showing us things around the property, talking about his past and how easier it was to move around when he was younger. He told us stories of hunting, good times and gatherings at his home. He told me that he could tell that I was a good person just by the way that I carried myself. That made me feel warm inside.
There are certain people in your life that you simply adore being around and you know that when you talk to them, you are going to smile. He is one of those people. He is a rainbow.
He truly made a mark on my heart-a piece of him will live within me forever. A part of him (his son) will live beside me forever.
Stefan is spending the night beside his bed tonight. I am here writing. We are together at heart.
Perhaps this post is all over the place, but I feel so many different emotions at the moment and it is hard to concentrate with so many things going on in our lives at the moment. All I know is that I have to be strong--strong like I was when my older sister was struck and killed by a truck, strong for my mother, for the family...for Stefan.
I can do that. I will do that.
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Monday, April 23, 2012
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Tuesday, April 03, 2012
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Sunday, April 01, 2012
(A photograph I shot during a beautiful Spring day.)
I am excited to see the season arrive--everything is so vibrant! It makes me feel happy inside to know I will soon be spending time in the garden and preparing large planter pots to go along the pool this summer. I have always adored having plants around and have taught myself all about plant propagation. :)
Babbled by Cher Ferroggiaro at 7:03 PM
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
I am probably just a scaredy cat, but when no one is in it, I hear odd noises under our bed. What the heck?
Here is a question: Why is it when you hear a noise and as soon as you look in that direction, it stops? So odd.
Babbled by Cher Ferroggiaro at 8:16 PM
You know, sometimes there are songs in our lives that bring us back to simpler times. It is within this melody, that our eyes shine. :)
It seems to me that romance (in which I adore) does not always kiss the soul. Sometimes it is absent for some days. Sometimes, we take from granted that our loved ones know how much we care, so we simply forget all the right words. Or become to busy to speak them.
Sometimes that alone, crushes the tender heart.
Imagine walking in the rain... each droplet on the cheek idling as tears might beneath the lid. And when they finally fall, the mixture of wetness will conceal what we have come to know.
A pity really.
I love romance. I love love. I love smiles, hugs and kisses! SO MUCH! I hope I never lose my romanticism. I do not think I ever will. :) :) :)
Romance is a kiss to the hand, a sweetness that brushes the lip, a need, a sunny day in June... a sense of security in this sometimes harsh world.
Babbled by Cher Ferroggiaro at 4:45 AM
[And We Will Sing]
(After reading Pablo Neruda)
when did the moon in its absolute cease
the Autumn in your eye?
The luminescence that climbs from your heel
to your mane--the candela that strings the stars
along your spine? Are you not sea’s breast,
crushing language as I glide past
the span of your mouth?
lover admits to nothing,
but a fraction of thought
flanked by sand and stone.)
I want to sit with you in the early hours
of sea fog like swollen fruit raised--
a liquid ache for lichen-covered landscapes,
lost or far-off, soft-faced forms that lack
naught in grandeur, where
the sails of my translucent dress will circle
around you and rise, unbuttoning linen
like the fragility of skin on skin, pulled
close in clover and wine.
Oh Beautiful one, may I become the final steps
of your inundated palm--lulled by the contrast
of late night photography, until I have no
May I join in its sweetness, seeking the poetry
of Neruda, deep in your distant shores.
Babbled by Cher Ferroggiaro at 4:39 AM
Saturday, March 24, 2012
I adore photography and I think that I always will, no matter how I make my living. It is as necessary to me as breathing, as much a part of me as my heart.
Art is my comfort, passion, explanation, my connection, and hope. I need it the way I do the sun, moon, faith, honesty, love and friendship.
May my need for these disappear when my need to write does, for then I shall be truly lost to myself.
If I do anything in this life, just once I hope to make an impact without uttering a word.
Monday, March 19, 2012
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Monday, March 12, 2012
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Saturday, March 10, 2012
Thursday, March 08, 2012
You do not need to hire a nutritionist, simply learn to eat the right foods.
1. Try eating foods with only 1 ingredient. (Fish, chicken, bacon, sweet potatoes, eggs, veggies and fruit.) Spice them up and keep your blood sugar at a safe level. There are so many useless things added to our foods nowadays, why worry about what they are. Preparing and eating one ingredient foods will keep you out of the dark and your blood sugar where it should be. Your body will burn fat.
2. Eat the right fats! Cook with olive oil--use it loyally and toss out all veg oils and canola. Stay away from margarine (cook with REAL butter) and non dairy creamers.
3. Stray from sugar and most carbs. Carbs you do not need are wheat, most cereals, rices and pasta. Instead of rice, eat Quinoa, Millet and this creative cauliflower idea!
4. No diet foods, Splenda, boxed or frozen entrees, or anything else of the sort! (Again, know exactly what you are putting into your body.)
5. Fill up on fruits and veggies, exercise (even if 10 minutes a day), and drink plenty of water.
You will be sure to feel the belly fat slip away as you look and feel better as a whole. Trust me, it is all about WHAT you eat.
You eat foods that will raise your sugar levels you body will kick in insulin and begin to store fat. Stay in the safe zone. When your levels rise, your levels will drop to a low that will have you fatigued and craving. What happens? The cycle begins again. Bottom line, watch what you eat and stay at a sugar level that will help you lose fat. In fact, some fats will do just that!
I am no expert and these are only opinions, but what have you got to lose? Get in the kitchen and prepare something healthy tonight. A suggestion: Grilled chicken, grilled zucchini and mushroom with a fresh garden salad. :)
Find out what is best for you and start on that road to a healthier you.
A Facebook message this morning:
"I am grateful for the positive posts that you always come up with. So much so that I am reposting some of your words on my wall... Simply cause you are really cool...
Thanks again. [:-)]"
It in these times that I feel utterly grateful to be alive. I feel good in knowing that I have the ability to begin someone's day with a smile. We all do. There is nothing more rewarding than seeing the positive impact that you may have placed into another life. Change begins with just one person--someone to stand up, gather all around them, and turn it into something beautiful. Others will follow.
I love my life! And even if I did not, I would still love the people in it! I am grateful for all the positive influences (including you) that surround me, and that I surround myself with.
I love to love.
Babbled by Cher Ferroggiaro at 6:56 AM
[Dawn - my best friend]
Just thinking about her today.
Dawn and I have been best friends for years, she is absolutely amazing. You know, the millions of little things that she does, warms every inch of my heart. I am grateful. xo
Sunday, March 04, 2012
it is 9 o'clock & it is warm
I put in writing
intimate thoughts & send them to you
nights when it was humid/
un buttoned to the thigh
when I assembled on the divan in anticipation/ in love/
wet against the wire
& in previous letters we spoke of wintered grasses
& relations that secreted into blossom
but that night as you translated tongue to
tongue a story
I closed my lids &
sunk into another autumn one where nights do not clam
do not snowstorm
the palms like an elderly woman
opening the hand in division
cooling or heating the fissures through severity
& that is the way I will commence my next lines
my lips cool themselves
a movement along white
for all that is [mine]
break off a fragment of the crag
lessen the stone
that keeps us in outlying cities the length of the east
arrive to me in flesh expected
unclothed as the sun
split the laws of agility
be delicate before my knee
the small of your back deep in commitment
steady as the air we breath
allow me to
stitch stir language along
the more we kiss the more I moisten into these lines
the more we love O love/ the less we lack
& so I leave you without construal
a trekker on the ascendant wall
a Costa Rica leaflet
trailing in the draft of an opened entrance
but before the lights fan away
or syntax forms into latte for two
consider me & my mouth
subterranean in your throat
a murmur or a partition of field less flowers
inelegantly beside the well
where we drink &
& we drink
& we co llapse
the fragrance of that night on the wire
of it all
Babbled by Cher Ferroggiaro at 5:16 AM
I miss my piano. Sadly, when I moved a few years ago I could not move it with me, because it was much too heavy. My Grandad gave it to me, so instead of just leaving it with someone I did not know, I gave it to a family friend. The last time we spoke, she told me how much her children loved it. I did not have the heart to mention how much I missed it. I just smiled and wished them the best.
Someday, I hope to have another.
Babbled by Cher Ferroggiaro at 5:12 AM
A likely subject in homes, coffee shops, classrooms, studios—anywhere actually. Where do they go? I say this and mean, our deepest dreams? That picture perfect photograph inside one's own mind...contemplating, but never really moving--that one moment of silence before it all rushes on. Perhaps, that inner voice that slowly begins to fade shortly after the photograph burns. What are we left with?
I truly do not have the answer. I do know that life takes over and becomes stronger as it pushes you through your routine, rarely leaving you time to follow anything, but the long track of receipts from bill payments. Life will surely subside now and again—just enough for you to regain your footing, recall what it was you had longed after, and give you some time to break a small piece of it onto your plate. From there, you feel a surge of hope as repetition kicks in.
Now that does not mean you cannot pursue your dream, if you are one of the lucky ones...the ones that can simply take as much time as they prefer to begin their dream, without worrying much about anything else.
Then we have the people that juggle it all at once; they have every reason in the world to feel nothing, but absolute, because even though it is a heavy load to bear, it is extremely worth it.
Not sure where I fit anymore. I think I have been all three at one point of my life or another. Now? Well, I just pursue happiness and inner peace. Oddly enough, I know they must come from within—not from the outside.
The fact is that anyone can dream, that is the simple part. It is actually being consistent and finishing what you have started that becomes the true quest. If you have found your dream, hold it dearly, follow it with all the passion within and never give up.
Babbled by Cher Ferroggiaro at 4:55 AM
People have asked what it is that I like most about myself. They wonder if it is my hair, home and so on. What I like most about myself--the one thing that I would never change...
I love to love, to be kind and compassionate. It feels wonderful. And there is no better feeling in the world than bringing comfort and warmth to another heart.
Babbled by Cher Ferroggiaro at 4:23 AM
some women master mirrors
in gas stations and motel rooms,
learn to get by
when july deepens fastbreath
or uncertain hands.
they count tips in denny's,
lying themselves into poetry,
blending into the pavement
in pigeon shit gray—
elegy clinging to pores
the ashtray girls, their bodies
tree stumps in mud, fashioned
in the light of sour milk
they buy french sleepers to weep in,
whisper abandonment, carry
love light, like a wafer
on the tongue.
they pick up pennies, study them
for signs of age, see months become
smoke in still rooms along
the back streets of eden.
ladies, hardened to glass,
they lose children in supermarkets,
—if sang to
they would splinter.
they will sink into the cold,
minutes becoming urgent, where
everything will be counted like
meter money, like days that pass
with rain and nothingness.
Babbled by Cher Ferroggiaro at 4:07 AM
I never knew that I loved winter.
I must have mislaid photographs of white places
during the storm, the black and white of a
gazebo, or the distance between everything. And there
is a vertigo of song here—it is clever,
I am here again in the season; I carry a talisman,
a rosary, and a string-of-letters written
In the evenings the cluster of city lights rein in
these eyes— they clarify the low clouds that hang
from the sky like summered mist, but summer is not home.
And I think
I can see spring—an opening scene,
where mountains grow and fingers spread cool,
begging for release.
(I can still feel the laughter each
time I turn the soil.)
At times I lie like a lily without stem, speak to it
in its own Italian,
mouthing the words I long
to hear. At times, I fly like a gull into interstices.
And with no one looking, I fall deeper into the lungs of
Neruda, taste the thread— open dividers that held
for so   long.
And with little breath, I dribble language, hope to rise
a season I dislike,
but still, the pearl of my spine
will not be strung!
So tomorrow, I sleep like
the past [lovers] that knelt before it.
In spring I will sow a blossom, a yellowed daffodil
from bulb. It too will brighten this city, where
in this very moment, seems sheltered in white.
Babbled by Cher Ferroggiaro at 3:51 AM
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Nobody is born hating another person because of the colour of their skin, their origin, or their religion. People need to learn to hate. And if they learn to hate, they can be taught to love; because love comes more naturally to humans than the opposite. -Nelson Mandela
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