Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Alleandrea's Night, by R.M.Simone'

Alleandrea’s Night  by R.M.Simone’

Inside the Italian home...History and the Past written into the Now Time.  
Living in Art and Architecture of Romance and Her Love coming to her life in this Time.  
A convergence of destiny and fate.

 Roshandra warmly writing on <3 <3

 of Her Beloved’s Soul
by Roshandra Michael’ Simone’
May 7, 2010 all rights reserved and owned by original owner R.M.Simon ~ Roshandra M Simon

Hail Mary Full of Grace...

Daily the light of the Magdalene Chapel  was were she heading. Her thoughts of this love and the longing and missing him. Each day found her there with rosary in hand and the long taper to light the Vigil Novena candle.
Mary Magdalene was her ‘patron Saint’ .
Dreams of his face came to her more often now and her heart felt Love in  some way would mend.  The fracture her soul carried was a gaping hole hidden inside and in humbleness. She always felt she had lost something most would never find and she lost a precious Love. She was lovely and her family would remind her to ‘go meet friends or visit cousins in nearby towns in Italy. She preferred to pray.
Her beauty and kindness all felt and saw.
But her Spirit of the Divine of Grace is what everyone sensed about her. She walked alone and daily to the Chapel and to share her Heart with the Magdalene.
Her Dreams where Waking her up.
Not in the normal way but in waking her up to this Love Lost…she held Hope.
He would come and somehow mend her and this darkness inside.
The Magdalene would guide her…she bowed her head and said ‘Gratsi…
Love finds it’s own…love finds Love..She trusted in that and the Magdalene 

Hail Mary Full of Grace, the Lord is with Thee… 

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Of My Story by R.M.Simone'

Of My Story by R.M.Simone' 
May 8, 2009 all rights reserved and owned by Roshandra Mitchell Simone' ' 

Traveling to Granada Spain opened the 'portal' of change for her life and her journey. She was happily married and with a young daughter and taking a holiday, but someone in the shadows was watching her. Granada is where she found her past and the chess set she was considered buying and negotiating for fell to the store shop floor. There upon the floor was a sign of her Life changing and the past of immortals and courtly times to enter her world and a dimensional dream state change. Suddenly all the 'air went out of the shop and her lungs and she could not breathe'. Her marriage would change on the trip home and her Life moved through a new door to the past and to Louisiana. Hours she spent later walking in MIJAS above the Spanish Riviera only affirmed to her a sense of Her life changing. Leaving Lladro factory she knew a new wedding cake bride and groom was part of her life change in returning home to San Francisco with a Dream she could not shake. Her Soulmate and Twin was coming into her life and through the stories she wrote in her Books, it all became alive Journey for her as well. Breathe and write and allowing it all to FLOW. Life was a Dream now and Real.

BOOK 1 ... Of My Story by R.M.Simone' 

Sunday, September 30, 2012

Of My Journey by R.M.Simone

Of My Journey 
by R.M.Simone'

Book 2  Chapter 2 

He met me in Book 2, Chapter 2 Of My Journey by R.M.Simone'.

He sought me in New Orleans and there he came to introduce himself to me and take me into a world of the Past Lives where I ‘knew him’.  As we walked to the tea house and he opened the dor for me to enter, a chill ran up my spine and I became aware of this gentleman of another time and a deeper connection we had. I was entering the dream feeling of the day time and rememberings of a long ago.  I breathed deeply and listened quietly as he was going to share with me our connection and how we were meeting in this dimension of Louisiana now. Everything about him was eloquent and not of this world. Somehow I felt close to kinship to him and history I was to discover and merge into. “ the Remembering of the times past and with “”V”” France and this NOW TIME…my LIFE was Unfolding in ways I could not even write about or imagine…rather it was really happening.

Roshandra warmly writing on   
my 'character Alexandria is based on my past life memories flooding into this life' 


Saturday, April 21, 2012

Le Club by Roshandra

Le Club  by Roshandra


 The Night is filled with Magic and Her Pulse. Water, harbor, evening city lights, sounds, darkness, and the romance of that which is to come. Danger, intrigue, sexual rhythms and the Twilight time is in Motion. The Pulse of New York City pulls you into the underground of the hidden world there. The World of  the planet functions in a myriad of layers and catacombs to a way of living in this City. Music and Love, Sophisticated and Primal, Black and White Unfolds in the Paradox of it all as it embraces you.  It is the Night and the City which has you in Her Hands. What choice to make is not the Way in but rather Let go and Enter.  Subterranean poets and Jazz and the Night Takes you Into HER Bosom. The Night Has you and so Does the City..Surrender…Let go and the Door of your Soul Opens….
Le Club

Le Club 
all rights owned and reserved to  Roshandra Mitchell Simon