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What's Behind Florida Mermaid Musings?

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A million years ago I created the Florida Mermaid Musings FB page to promote my blog. But I rarely write blog posts. My last post was about grief. I was grieving for a lost relationship and lost loved ones. (It's still there, grief never goes away. It's just easier to hold now.) I have battled depression and anxiety my entire life. In a previous blog I talk about my addiction to self-help books. They carry me for a while and then I slip again.  One day I was scrolling FB and saw a snippet of inspiration. Just a little post of encouragement from a person I don't know from a place I've never been. It made me feel a little happier and I didn't have to read a whole book! I know I'm not alone in my up-and-down life. I am ecstatically happy, full of self-doubt, grateful, hate my body, love my sense of humor, overworked/overwhelmed, excited about the future, exhausted, joyful.  I know I'm not alone. That's why I post encouragement and inspiration on my Florida

The Thing About Grief

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Grief is love with no place to go. In the last decade I’ve watched love ones succumb to cancer. I’ve lost beloved pets. My marriage ended. I'm well-acquainted with grief. Here’s the thing about grief: It isn't linear. It isn’t something you get through. It is waves pounding the shore over and over again. There are moments of calm and there are moments of near-drowning. It changes you. It becomes a part of you, forever. You will never completely let go. But you will survive. You will keep swimming. Here’s the thing about love: It doesn’t diminish. The well is full, and always will be. Always. You will love again. Love is abundant in you. Do not quench it in the name of grief. Feel the loss. Feel the love. Feel gratitude for the time you shared with those you loved. And know that you're okay. Grief doesn’t end, but one day, when you are holding a memory, it won’t hurt quite as much, and you will smile through the tears.

Favorite Places - Cassadaga

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When I have a free day I love to jump in my tiny convertible, drive to Cassadaga, and just soak up the good energy, as well as scarf Italian food and load up on healing crystals. The community of Cassadaga lies nestled away in Volusia County, somewhere between DeLand and New Smyrna Beach. In 1875 George P. Colby, a medium from New York, was led by his Indian spirit guide "Seneca" to the wilds of Central Florida. There he established the Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp Meeting Association, a sister spiritualist camp to the one in Cassadaga, New York. Known as the Psychic Capital of the World, the community sits on 57 acres and has approximately 55 residences, many that house mediums, spiritualists, and healers. Who knew the Psychic Capital of the World is right here in our back yard? The Cassadaga Hotel is a charming, 1920s style hotel. Sinatra's Ristorante has decent Italian fare and a full bar. There is also a gift shop and a coffee bar. The ambiance greatl

SELF-HELPERY

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I have a secret. My guilty pleasure is reading self-help books (shh...don't tell!). And why not? I always learn something, and I always feel better... until the words and lessons begin to fade and I move on to the next one. But there is one mind-blowing lesson that is a constant. Are you ready? It's all in your head. True story. Find the thought that feels good and stick with it. Live in the Now. Turn that frown upside-down by turning that thought around. If something is bothering you simply change your attitude toward that something. Don't argue with reality; what is, is. Your job is to be happy. You can do it. You are amazing! You are a badass! Self-help gurus are, well...gurus. They make big bucks for a reason. Have you ever heard of Tony Robbins? His net worth is $500 million. People looking for the secret of life pay buttloads of cash to cruise with Esther Hicks or "go to school" with Byron Katie. Heck, I would too if I won the lottery tomorrow. Why?

Unchecking Boxes

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The two most important days in our lives are the day we are born and the day we die. Everything in between is checking boxes. Graduating from the right school, landing the perfect job, choosing a life partner, having the requisite number of kids, living in the biggest house, driving the newest car... There are two things that start us on the path of checking boxes: Guilt and Fear. Guilt is a completely useless emotion. Fear is what rules everything we do or don't do. Remove guilt and fear and the obstacles disappear. As children, we want to please our parents. As adults, we want to fit in. We want to check all the right boxes so we can tell ourselves we are normal and happy. We are afraid to offend or disappoint. We are afraid to discover who and what we really are. We keep checking boxes until we realize it's too late. Maybe college wasn't for you and your parents didn't take it so well. Or maybe they did. So what, if they are unhappy that's their problem

Be Good to Your Self

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The holidays are here! Are you ready? Is your tree up? Lights on the house? Are your cards and packages mailed? Have you finished your shopping? You didn't forget anyone, did you? Did you get a new dress for the holiday party or do you think you can get away with wearing last year's? Maybe if you change up your jewelry and shoes... Are the cookies baked? Do they look exactly like the ones on Pinterest? Is your house ready for guests? What about that one relative who is allergic to cats or that one friend who can only eat gluten-free? HAVE YOU THOUGHT OF EVERYTHING?! Stop. Just stop. Yes, the holidays are here. You don't have to fit the mold of a Publix commercial or Southern Living Magazine. Your house is fine. Last year's dress is perfect. Or if you'd really rather stay home and binge Netflix with your cats, do that instead. People gather together because they want to be with each other. They want to be with YOU. The best gift you can give your loved ones is yo

GUEST POST: HARRIS CHAIN OF LAKES

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Guest Post By TJ Fish, who knows more about Central Florida than us natives. If you love the water (like I do), if you love fishing, if you love boating, if you love exploring, this is a must read! Enjoy. As I sat at my dining room table in Jackson, Tennessee studying the atlas page of Florida, I had just endured an hour-long phone interview.   I was ready to leave the bucolic tranquility of the Volunteer State for the robust and shiny Sunshine State.   I had just talked with the bosses at city hall of a town with a name that sounded Southern but looked Portuguese.   They offered me a job.   As I stared at the map, I became fascinated.   Tavares was located on a land bridge. Geography gurus call it an isthmus.   I was fascinated with what a place that looked so cool on a map might look like in person.   I took that job.   That was 15 years ago.   What I discovered starting with my first day in Lake County is that Tavares is surrounded by a bunch of water.   What took subs