Staying In The Groove

Staying In The Groove
A Parable for Spiritual Growth
By Claudette Cleveland with a team of Spiritual Helpers

Vinyl-Record-PosterYour soul is like a phonograph record. (For those who remember what one is. If you don’t, look it up) When all the grooves are clean and aligned, the needle moves through it and harmonious music is the result.

However if there is a scratch or debris on a groove at some place on the record the needle gets stuck. If too long that part of the record wears away thus that part of the song is lost.

If the needle is picked up and manually moved into the next groove, the rest of the song can be heard. But even then the record is still missing a part of its song.

The needle is like the universal energy moving through you. When there is a block your soul is not playing its whole song.

If the groove is mended or the groove cleansed of debris, your soul is free to play its entire song. If that debris remains never in your life will the whole song of your soul be heard.

Since your soul’s song is an important part of the universal orchestration, if even one soul is stuck, the universal song is not as harmonious. Too many stuck souls the beautiful song of the universal soul is painful to listen to.

Remember we are all one so when we remind someone to cleanse their grooves, we are helping the whole become more harmonious.

When cleansing, start with the physical by getting rid of anything that’s physical including people that you do not resonate to any more. Discard them. Then move onto thoughts that don’t make you smile when your think them. Discard them. Finally, spiritually beliefs that don’t make you glow from the inside out. Discard them.

“We affectionately applaud your efforts.” The Boys. Claudette’s Spiritual helpers.

Hope For Dirty Politics

What do I know about Dirty Politics? I grew up in the nation’s capital for it, Illinois. The Inaugural, however shows us that there just might be Hope for our broken system. This book was written months ago, long before we saw who would be running in the current campaign, so you can see why when a lot of what I wrote happened I was a bit amazed.

This book is not based on any one person or group of people. Frankly when I wrote this I never thought we’d have a woman running for president in my lifetime. I did predict that we Americans would rebel against the established political machines in Washington and soon. The rotting corruption can only go on so long until we have to seek out the stench and get rid of what’s causing it.

coverI teach awareness and never is it more important a tool than when you chose who you want to run YOUR country.

What fun it is to write fiction where I can make up how I want the world to be.

Enjoy all the crazy action and tender thought provoking moments in The Inaugural.

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Found My Thrill

Every generation has its challenges. Such was the case of the children of the sixties. It was a time of dichotomies. War/Peace, establishment/free spirit, long hair/short hair, marriage/free love, big band/rock and roll. You get the idea. ‘Live for the moment’ and ‘if it ain’t fun don’t do it’ became a couple of the mantras of that era.

The Children of Blueberry Hill is a feel good story about a granddaughter that finds and reads her flower child grandmother’s journals explaining in detail her experiences while growing up during that mystical sixties period in time. To put it into Pam Porter’s words, (the granddaughter), ‘Grandma made my generation look like nuns’.

Three generations of women discover that to be happy one must follow your bliss and not settle for what relatives or society thinks is acceptable for them.

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Maybe some of us retired flower children need to share again that there really is no universal right and wrong, no black and white in life … no judgement. Then maybe we could all get along and ‘make love not war’. We might then start respecting each other as just another human being trying to learn how to be a more spiritual person; all the while, FINDING OUR THRILL on this wonderful earthly playground.

Find your thrill by downloading The Children on Blueberry Hill on Amazon.com.

Remember High School

You’ll laugh. You’ll cry. When is a high school not just a high school? My book called The High School is one of the books in the Molly McGuire mystery series. While working for the FBI, her team goes undercover in a small midwest town. She poses as a gym teacher and girl’s swim coach at the local high school. They soon discover that more than algebra classes are taking place in the old high school. The deeper the investigation goes, the more amazed they are about the depth of the corruption.

Ever wonder what went on in the principal’s office after most everyone went home? Why did the lights burn until after midnight? Did the principal really need a large sofa in his office? In your mind, go back to your high school days and remember. Were there times when it seemed that things were not quite right? Was there more going on than what appeared on the surface?

When you read this keep in mind that I have a tremendous imagination so even in high school I made up stories in my head about the faculty and administration of my high school. My stories were much more interesting than real life.

I hope you‘re laughing by now because if I recall most teenagers would not have even noticed, but I’m not saying it didn’t happen and possibly still does. Once upon a time I was a young attractive teacher and the propositions were numerous from all ages of men at my school. Even some remarks from the student’s fathers were not too subtle with their innuendos. I had no problem handling them and defusing the situations back then but some women might have.

coverSome of you may ask, ‘Why don’t they report this kind of harassment?’ You’re kidding right? Report to whom, when it’s the guy in charge doing it. Most young women like their job. I write this book because I have heard story after story as a therapist like some of these in the book. I’m hoping times have changed since my time.

Even though part of the theme of the book is serious, the humor in the story helps us to see how laughing can keep this darker side of human nature from destroying those who deal with it. Not all principals are like the one in the story nor does all charity come with a price, but we need to not forget that some does.

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A Dream Job That’s a Nightmare

Meet Molly McGuire, who discovers that life can have many twists and turns when she gets hired as an events planner at an exclusive all men’s spa in southern Arizona. Her brilliant mind and keen intuitive sense helps her to realize early on that it is not all fun and frolic at this remote mountain retreat.

There are many copper mines in Arizona which once flourished and supported the towns where this story takes place. The tunnels are still there hidden inside the mountains, although in most no mining is taking place. I had an opportunity to tour one of these mines. It was a bit surreal as they drove us through layers of tunnels. You could almost hear the hammers hitting the stone walls when you closed your eyes. Being down there truly felt like I was in an underground city.

coverIt was that experience that stimulated me to use a copper mine for the setting of my book, The Spa. What if even now these underground cities were being used by drug cartels or human traffickers from which to run their business. Jesse James used caves as hideouts so why couldn’t modern day bandits use old mine tunnels?

Also, what better way to camouflage an illicit business than through a spa? Unless of course if you hire Molly to work for you. Let your imagination reel as you experience her adventure at this remote resort.

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The Pulpit

Change Who We Are

“We can’t help who we were born to, but we sure the hell can help what we become.”  (A quote from a character in The Pulpit)

coverWe can’t change who our family is. We can only change who we are. Not everyone was born into the ideal Leave it to Beaver family. Such is the case with the evangelist in my book The Pulpit. Declaring to avenge his mother’s and sister’s deaths by the hands of his perverted father and Baptist preacher uncle, he finds that the shame of his family prevents him from feeling worthy of a healthy relationship himself.

From his pulpit Brother Billy spreads seeds of love which blossom and bloom as his rescue homes grow and become Beacons of Light. Like Billy many of us have doubted that what we are doing to help get rid of horrific disease in this country is hopelessly ineffective.

When courts and churches blame the woman or girl for her abuse especially when she tries to fight back, we should feel alarmed. When the president of our own country gets sympathy as he uses his power to take advantage of a woman who works for him, we should yell from the roof tops … NO MORE.

This story is written from a man’s view when he was not only the victim of abuse but also suffered the loss of his female loved ones to rape and death. This is a disease that touches everyone.

For a tender, heart warming story with adventure, mystery and thought provoking ideas, Download The Pulpit on Amazon .com

Also check out the Beneath and Beyond series

The Sara Connolly series

The Mystic Marvel series

The 2016 Book of the Month series

 

The Pulpit

Sneak Preview of The Pulpit

Below is a sneak preview of the soon to be released book, The Pulpit. When I started this book I had some strong preconceived ideas about evangelists. Where I grew up there were tent revivals and traveling preachers and most of them were eventually caught for fraud or with their pants down or something worse.

coverAs the story developed the main character, Brother Billy took on a different persona altogether. It’s a tender love story on the surface, but look deeper and you’ll find a lesson or two about who we are right now not who we came from is what’s truly important.

………… The Pulpit

PRAISE THE LORD,” they shouted back.
“Sally Mae, come up here and lead us all in a song to praise the Lord.”
The young gorgeous blond women from the choir proudly stood next to her idol. He put his arm around her and pulled her to him as the music started. They swayed as she sang into the microphone.

“Everyone put your arms around your neighbors and let God’s love come through you. Hold each other tight and show your love. PRAISE THE LORD.” he yelled.

Sally Mae continued to lead the song. Another member of the choir came up and stood on the other side of Brother Billy. He wrapped his other arm around Amy Jo. He nodded toward the choir and one by one each young woman made their way into the audience taking a place next to a man. They smiled at the man whose arm they were holding Most of them knew that he had a full view of her breasts as her scooped neck choir gown slide lower on one shoulder.

Brother Billy laughed to himself as the swaying continued. “Hallelujah. Feel God’s love.” He nodded at a group of big muscular men standing on either side of the tent. They each squeezed in next to a women and wrapped a strong arm around her making certain that their large hands were nestled around their waists. They all continued to sway as Sally Mae sang of love.

It was all quite moving as Brother Billy let the tears roll down his cheeks when he told his followers how humble he felt in the presence of God. “I feel filled to the brim with God’s love, but not everyone does. Some folks are empty and need our help. Look out on the street. Some poor souls have lost their way. We need to share our abundance so that they may feel what we feel right now. There are young girls who are in homes, pregnant from being raped and abused by men who claim to love them as fathers, cousins or reverends.”

“They need our help. Our ministry with your generous contributions is helping these lost ones. Their babies are being placed in loving homes and the women’s care is being tended to, so that they again may become healthy both physically and mentally … so that they are no longer emotionally empty. So that they are no longer spiritually empty.
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Later at his ranch

“Billy,” Maureen began, “This is my smart and beautiful niece Caroline. Caroline this is Billy Carter.” She totally ignored Caroline’s boyfriend in the introduction.

Caroline glared at her aunt. This is my boyfriend Gregory Westchester. Gregory is getting his MBA at UT.

Billy shook his hand. “Billy Carter, nice to meet you and welcome to my home.”

“This is quite a spread. You inherit this from some rich relative. I don’t imagine you make much going around preaching in tents. Not enough to afford something like this.”

Billy smiled. Oh yeah this is going to be a fun weekend. “Actually Greg, everything I have I made myself. I got no handouts. Darcy’s of Boston right? That was your mother’s family name? If my American history serves me right and I believe it does, they made their big money in bootlegging during prohibition. Don’t you love the Internet?”

Watch Amazon.com for the release around May 25.