Friday, May 1, 2015

April 2015 in Pictures

 Our older son, Joey, marries his long-time sweetheart, Iris! That called for a trip to New Jersey for us (the Original Keenans) and the Young Keenans, as we call them, at right. While in Jersey, we visited with old friends and family, plus new family! Hope your April was wonderful & blessed, too.

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

My Yoga Practice

Happy to say that, as I mentioned in an earlier post, I began practicing yoga--seriously this time--since right before my 55th birthday last month. Even happier to report that, here we are a month later, and I'm sticking with it.

I should probably preface this by saying that I'm one of those people who "flirted" with yoga in the beginning. My first foray with it was when we lived in Jersey, back when the hubby and I had memberships to Bally Total Fitness. Time-wise, the class wasn't convenient for me, but I did get to attend a couple of classes--and loved it.

Sadly, it didn't last. My kids were younger, and I was writing for magazines and a few book publishers, so my schedule was pretty filled. Yoga, which isn't always as high impact as, well, beating up on a treadmill (though some forms are), ended up something I would someday like to take up, when I had time.

Fast-forward to last year, the last few months. A friend of mine at work, great lady named Wanda, began holding Yogafit classes for employees. I went to one class, during which something clicked as it had before.

Don't know if it makes sense, but my body, itself, likes yoga. It was almost as if I understood that this was for me.

And Wanda said something during that class that resonated with me: "Make whatever adjustments you have to make. Listen to your body. It's YOUR practice."

I realized that I had made a lot of excuses as to why I would "do" yoga someday. Everything from "I don't have time" to "I'm not that flexible" and my old standby, "But I burn more calories going to the gym!"

That last one really felt short, especially in light of the past couple of years. Let's face it: At one point you pass this threshold where you no longer believe exercise (or any physical activity) is only in your life for the purpose of losing or maintaining weight. Eventually you realize that physical activity has too many other benefits to relegate it to the "only when I'm trying to lose weight" corner.

And yoga is so much more than just a physical activity.

So now I try to make it to Wanda's Wednesday night class when I can, plus I practice along with videos. I'm pleased to be able to say that I've been waking up early each morning, giving myself enough time for my practice (anywhere from 30 to 45 minutes on weekdays before work). After several weeks, I'm also familiar with enough poses that I'll put on meditative soft music and work on both the poses and my breathing.

No more excuses. And guess what? I can still make time for the treadmill or a 5K walk around the lake or a mountain hike without giving up my yoga time. My only rest day is Sunday--and even then, it feels like something is missing because I haven't rolled out my mat!

There's always time for taking care of yourself. Yoga is something I do just for me.

For me...and the body I bring to my mat each day.

It's never too late to pursue something that has always called to your heart, as yoga has done to mine. 


Monday, April 13, 2015

Release Date & Back on Track

That mini-vacation I took seems to have done me good, because in addition to today being the release date for my Christian short story, IF I MAY BUT TOUCH, I've already jumped into the Christian romance novella, too.

Did I say RELEASE DATE? Let's stick with that right now!

To buy IF I MAY BUT TOUCH on Amazon

To buy IF I MAY BUT TOUCH on Smashwords

To buy IF I MAY BUT TOUCH on Nook

And more coming. Check back soon!

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Coming This Week

Lots going on this week, so not sure when I'll be checking back in. One thing's for certain, and that is the release of my Christian short story, "If I May But Touch."

Yep--just as you might have guessed, this is a fictionalized account of the true story of the woman with "the issue of blood," a condition that lasted twelve years. The idea for this story actually came to me the week of Easter when I was in prayer.

Please note: This story is the SHORTEST fiction that I have published to date, weighing in at under 6,000 words. It is my hope and prayer that it may bring a blessing to those who read it.

That said, look for a release date as early as Monday or Tuesday of this week! Stay well & God bless you!

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

He is Risen

Yes, I know it's still a few days away--we still have Good Friday, too--but I wanted to make sure to wish you a Happy Easter. And to add with joy, HE IS RISEN!

In the past few days I've been going through a trial. The interesting thing about going through the fire is that there's a certain "clutter removal" that gets done as you're going through that hard patch. You begin to realize what is important and what isn't. Even more, your eyes are opened and you come to see who the Lord really is in your life.

So don't mind me if I'm celebrating Easter early. Hope you'll join in that celebration with me! No coloring of eggs is necessary, no chocolate bunnies or candy. Only reverence and peace as we acknowledge with our hearts that the Lord Jesus Christ died for us, and that the grave couldn't contain Him.

He is risen!

No matter what we go through here on earth, here in this life, nothing can ever change the fact that we serve a resurrected Christ, and nothing in this life can separate us from the Great I AM's amazing love.

May you have a very blessed & Happy Easter!

Wednesday, March 18, 2015


Or is it a slowdown?

Maybe because I started working on two projects at the same time, something I've never done before, but I'm experiencing a bit of a slowdown these past couple of weeks. In all likelihood, that's going to push back the release date for my Consuelo Vazquez women's fiction, which in turn may also slow down my WIP under another name.

One good thing to come from that is that I'll soon be working on a Connie Keenan sweet novella, which may or may not come out before the women's fiction. Another good thing, and this is on a personal rather than a professional level, I've begun practicing yoga. More on that later, but I'll be updating news on both my women's fiction and romantic novella in the coming weeks.

In the meantime, CRYSTAL WAVES, my newest Christian novel, is now available on Barnes & Noble, Smashwords, KoboBooks, Apple & more.

Happy Reading!

Saturday, March 14, 2015

Over 50 & Loving It

"Gray hair is a crown of splendor; it is attained in the way of righteousness." - Proverbs 16:31, New International Version

You can't tell by the recent picture on the left, but I have a LOT of gray in my hair. I'm one of those chickies who's been a blonde, a redhead, a brunette, and a brownette (is there such a word? My hubby and I have debated it, but I KNOW, for a fact, that I heard it in a shampoo commercial some years ago). Even in my 20s, I changed my hair color from time to time, sometimes getting a frosting.

The last color I put in my hair was an ash blond (you can see it in my promo pic on my blog, which is due to be changed soon). That was over a year ago. Since then, I've had my hairstylist slowly cut out the blond until it's returned to its original brown.

With...many strands of silver, more of which are popping up every day, with my 55th birthday right around the corner.

Recently I mentioned that to a nurse during my last doctor's visit. She had even more silver in her hair than I do, with a long bob that showed it off something adorable. When I complimented her, she proudly told me she'd stopped coloring her hair two years ago, and that she loved her gray. She added with a smile, "I deserve it. I've earned it. I love it!"

The writer of Proverbs would paraphrase her words to say, "I've earned my crown of splendor." That's such a lovely way of looking at it.

Not everyone reaches this age. In a culture that celebrates youth and treats aging like something to be ashamed of, something that's quite not that attractive, it's sorta rebellious and sassy to say, "No, I'm not going to tint or bleach my hair just because society says I'm supposed to look like I'm 20 or 30 forever." Tragically, there are people who, either through hard living or illness or some other heartbreaking circumstance, are taken from this earth much too soon.

Then there are some of us who have lived long enough to get gray in our hair. Not because we're better than anyone else. By the grace of God, we're here to tell our stories. We get to grow old while still being young at heart. We don't know how many years we have left in this life, but we're determined to enjoy them and live them to the fullest--again, by God's grace.

I could change the color of my hair, becoming a blonde or a redhead or a brunette, but that won't make me 25 again. Wearing a size 2 bikini won't make me 25 again, either. I don't want to be 25 again. Age really is just a number. In this life, regardless of what society dictates as beauty, we're meant to go forward, to mature, to grow.

I'm looking forward to the day when someone compliments my silver hair. My answer will be, "Thank you very much. I've earned it. I love my crown of splendor!"