Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Light in Soul


I am back again, trying to write on a weekly bases.      
Just something for you to think about and place into practice if you like!

that ties All of our Hearts together.
This is our Source.
This is our connection.
It needs no Label.
It needs No Name.
It has NO Belief System or Religion.
It does NOT judge, control or manipulate.
It IS what IT IS.

It is ALL there is.
It connects us all by LOVE.

It is the most Pure, Powerful, and Positive Force that exists in The Universe. It is Perfect.
It is Divine.
It is LOVE.
We are NEVER Alone.
We are Always connected.
FEEL this connection and allow it to Transform your Life.
Allow it to Transform your World.
Allow THE LOVE...

Remember to tell someone you love them.


Sunday, December 28, 2014

Joy filled Days

 Joy Filled Days

This Christmas I finally feel more like me
and my heart is filled with joy!

After going through all the treatments and surgeries for my breast cancer it has taken me four years to feel human again.

I have always been honest on this blog about what was happening with my treatments and everything I went through.
Yes I still have some side effects but I am living with them. I am on medicine for the skeletal pain that is helping. The neuropathy
in my hands and feet is interesting. It takes me more time to do some things and I do drop things, some times. My chemo brain is not fun I have to admit.

I am thankful to all of you that follow my blog. I know I haven’t written much this year. Part due to my hands and part due to just not sitting down to write. I let other things get in the way, so in 2015 my goal is to write at least once a week.

We had a lovely Christmas Eve with family over our house. It started snowing  that night. We had had no snow up till Christmas eve for a few weeks and it had been in the low fifties.  Christmas day was with family.  My birthday  the 26th Johnny and I went out to dinner. I have survived another year. 
Four years ago I was awaiting chemo, surgeries and radiation.

I am blessed to have the family and friends that I have.

Remember to tell someone you love them.


Wednesday, November 26, 2014



Remember to tell someone you love them.


Monday, November 17, 2014

I Believe

Today is not limited by time.
This day I seek the beauty of unfolding spiritually.
I walk out alone in calm expectation,
in enthusiastic anticipation of all that is about to unfold...

Because God is, I AM.
Because Love is, I am at one.
Because Goodness is, I am walking in Light.
Because Abundance is, I am prosperous.
Because Happiness is, I am filled with joy!
Because All is Grand!
I'll find the things they say just can't be found .... 
and I'll share this Beauty with everyone.
Ah-h-h-h-h yes,
I rejoice in the coming of something Greater.
because I BELIEVE.

Remember to tell someone you love them.


Thursday, November 13, 2014

November 13, 1967

It is forty-seven years since my Dad and oldest brother Jay where killed. I was in tenth grade. It was the end the of the life I had.
It was the beginning of the life I have now.  

From my book being written
By Stephanie Brooks Downing

Monday November 13, 1967.

We lived up on a hill in Newbury Park, California.  I had to walk down the hill to get the school bus. This morning I went down and my girlfriend wasn't there. So back up I went to go and get her. She didn't want to go this day. Well she finally got ready and down the hill again we went. By the time we got there the bus had already gone. So we decided to walk to school. By the time we got a couple blocks away it was almost noon.

We couldn't go in then, so we went to a small hamburger place that the kids went to near the school. There were two boys we knew from school. So we hung out until three when school was out and they drove us home. 

When I got out of the car Michael’s best friend Carl was standing on the front porch. Boy the look on his face...I knew I was in trouble.

I walked in the front door and there were people sitting in the living room. One was my Mom’s boss who lived in the Valley and others I don't even remember and of course Carl.

My Mother came over to me and said –
Your Dad and Brother are dead.” I told her that wasn't funny and to stop joking like that. She started crying and I knew it was not a joke. I felt strange all over and not quite there.

At that point all I remember is Carl and I going outside for a walk and I needed/had a cigarette. My brother Michael taught me to smoke and we both smoked as did our parents. (My Dad had quit smoking three
years earlier.)  Back then they didn't know it was bad or they just didn't let people know that at that time. We walked around the corner and I remember seeing Marilyn, my Dad's business partner’s wife. They lived a block away. I didn't care if she saw me smoking or not. At that time I really didn't care and didn't feel much that day or for many days and years to come.

The next day’s my Aunt Chickie (her real name was Charlotte) came from Baltimore, my Mom's sister, my Uncle John who lived in Sherman Oaks and my Uncle Donny from Chicago. They were my Dad's brothers. I learned many years later that they both stayed drunk for two weeks.  The Red Cross brought Michael home from Vietnam. He was what they called the Soul Survivor. Carl and my Mom brought Michael home from the airport.

I remember that we had to go and see the car they were killed in...

My Dad had taught me to drive in that car earlier that year.

To say the least my live changed in a moment.

The next two weeks I stayed home from school. Michael had to go back to the Army for a few days to finalize getting out as the soul survivor.

When I went back to school I remember that my friends where there for me. I also remember leaving one of my classes and going into the restroom and just crying.

So much has happened since that day. Yet I sometimes feel as if it was yesterday.

I love you Dad and Jay.