here's the first look at book 2 in the heirs series...diamond
“He who marries beauty, marries trouble...” ~ Nigerian proverb Sitting on the private plane, Diamond Black stared out at the sky. As the aircraft descended, her heart rate increased. Soon, she would be home…for good. Over three years ago, after she’d graduated from Stanford University, Diamond had departed to complete her graduate studies at Oxford University in the UK, then trained as an Heir, and traveled. Although she’d returned home for holidays and special occasions, now she was returning for good to take her place full-time as an Heir. Her father, Jordan Black, was one of the original Black Diamonds, an elite force of three that handled business. The torch had now been passed down to the eight adult children of the flawless Black Diamonds, and with their young leader in the position to take control, the team was summoned back to the base. Returning home this time, meant that Diamond’s time was up, but she was a Black, and Blacks feared nothing. Their confidence levels far exceeded the norm and they were proud of it. Diamond was no exception, but there was one person who shook her…and she was coming home to him, just as he’d predicted so long ago. Closing her eyes, she took in a deep breath to calm herself. Once upon a time, her mother, Sage, had flown this route to begin a life in LA. She’d met the man of her dreams and they’d created a beautiful family together, with Diamond being the first child of that special union. Her mother had not known the man who’d been picking her up from the airport at that time. She’d had no idea that Jordan Black would take her breath away and win her heart, but Diamond knew the man who would be awaiting her return. Had known him since he was born… Again, she felt her heart speed up at the thought of the handsome, brilliant, kind, and dangerous man. From his serious dark eyes, to full sensual lips and a body that was chiseled to perfection…Diamond couldn’t close her eyes without seeing his face. Opening her eyes, she watched as the city came into view. Soon, she’d be in his presence again…and she wasn’t sure if she was ready. Over the past years, she’d avoided him as much as she could without being too obvious. For his part, he’d just allowed her to play her game without so much as a word. In Diamond’s mind, he was family, since they had been raised like cousins…but as he’d pointed out one fateful night, he was not her cousin. Then he’d made it clear, just what he intended to be, to one Diamond Black. Since then, Diamond had encountered many men, all over the globe…but one kiss from a teenage boy had locked away her heart, even though she’d fought it with all of her might. Diamond had watched the young boy grow into a man that made women drool at the sight of him. A sexy genius, who could read your mind…the Universe did strange things. The first touch of the wheels to the ground had her holding her breath. She turned to the window as the aircraft taxied to the destination. Diamond watched until the dark SUV came into view, waiting on the tarmac. Leaning closer, she looked through the small glass and saw the door to the truck open slowly. One dark expensive shoe appeared, then a long leg, encased in tailored dark slacks. The tall body unfolded and stood straight. The door closed and then dark eyes, turned to look at the plane. Diamond stared at the man standing in the black suit and tie. The badge and weapon on his waist, indicated what he did for a living, but gave you very little inclination of the danger that lurked beneath. With a wide stance, he waited patiently…and when he spotted her in the window, their eyes connected. Neither moved, nor waved, to acknowledge the other, because they both knew that she’d be coming, and he’d be waiting. Diamond finally tore her gaze away to prepare to exit. “Time’s up,” she told herself. She put on her big girl panties, and stood to her feet. It was time to tell him that although she was home, they couldn’t be anything but family to one another. It would cause too much confusion in their families…and the Diamonds had enough drama to last a lifetime. Diamond walked to the opening and stopped at the top of the stairs. Looking down, she saw him waiting at the bottom. She breathed in and began taking one step at a time, closer to where he stood. A few steps from the ground, he held out his hand to her. Steeling herself, Diamond placed her hand in his and allowed him to assist for the last few steps. When her feet were on solid ground, she looked up into his face. “Hello, Xavier…” “Hello, Diamond,” he replied. “Welcome home, Goddess.” “Thank you for picking me up,” Xavier stared down at her. “You knew I’d be here.” She nodded. “I did.” He glanced to the side and saw the attendants placing her bags in the truck. Turning back to her, he asked, “Do I get a proper welcome?” Diamond slowly walked into his embrace, and they held one another for a long moment. “We have to talk, Xavier,” she whispered in his ear. Xavier pulled back and looked at her. “I already know what you’re going to say…” “You read my mind?” she questioned. “I see it on your face,” Diamond looked away and lowered her head. “I don’t want to hurt you…” “Let’s talk on the way,” Xavier told her, before placing a light hand on her back. He led her around the truck and opened the door for her to climb inside. Diamond watched him walk around to the other side, then slide in next to her. Xavier turned to her. “You look beautiful.” Diamond smiled. “Thank you, and you look incredible.” “Thank you.” Xavier started the car and Diamond inhaled his cologne, which blended perfectly with his natural scent. Closing her eyes, she chastised herself for remembering how he smelled…but she did remember. Just like she remembered his lips on hers, his voice in her ears and his touch on her face. Xavier Jackson had put some type of hocus-pocus on her years ago, and she still wasn’t able to shake it. “Tell me what’s on your mind.” She heard him say. “Or I could just find out on my own…” Diamond looked him over. “Don’t you still need permission?” He nodded. “Unless you’re a criminal, then I don’t apply that rule.” Her eyes went to his badge. “I bet the CIA loves that you have that ability.” “They don’t know that.” He glanced at her. “Yet, I’m still the best agent in the CIA.” Diamond smiled. “I see the Heirs have not lost their humility.” “I know that Diamond Black isn’t saying that,” She laughed. “True…” “What do you want to tell me, Diamond?” Xavier asked, after she sobered. Diamond inhaled. “Xavier, I know that you believe that something is going to develop between us now that I’m home for good, but I don’t think that’s a good idea.” He nodded. “Why not?” “Because we’re family and it will freak out the rest of our family,” she explained. “What else?” he questioned. She frowned. “What do you mean?” “Do you have any other reasons, why you don’t believe that something is going to develop between us?” She paused. “No.” Xavier turned to her. “Diamond, do you not realize that something developed between us a long time ago?” “That’s what you believe,” He shook his head. “So you’ve been avoiding me for the past years for no reason?” “I didn’t want to give you the wrong impression,” she protested, then looked surprised when he pulled off the road. “What are you doing?” Xavier placed the truck in park, then turned to her. “You didn’t want to give me the wrong impression?” he asked, watching her. “That’s what I said,” He nodded. “So you didn’t want to give me the impression that you think about me, as much as I think about you? You didn’t want to give me the impression, that you remember everything about me, like I remember it about you?” “Is that the impression you didn’t want to give?” Xavier asked. Diamond’s eyes narrowed and she turned to look out the window to calm herself. “Diamond Black.” She turned back to him. “Do you know when I fell in love with you?” Xavier asked. Diamond felt her breathing increase as she listened, holding his gaze. “At your eighth birthday party, when you told Justice that you’d kick his ass…” She couldn’t contain her smile. “He didn’t want to switch chairs,” she recalled. “After that, no girl could hold a candle to Diamond Black, and I knew that one day, she was going to be mine,” Xavier told her. “Give me your permission,” he continued. “And, if your mind says that you don’t want me, I’ll remove myself.” Diamond stared at him, until she looked away. “You did something to me…that night on the patio when you kissed me. What did Grandma Lavender teach you?” He smiled and she felt her heart speed up. “You sound like Uncle Kent.” “Really, Xavier…what did you do?” “I didn’t do anything, but fall for a beautiful girl that turned into an even more beautiful woman,” he told her softly. Diamond frowned at him. Xavier turned back to the wheel and started the car. “The family is waiting,” he told her and began driving. “Do we have an understanding?” Diamond asked. Xavier maneuvered the truck. “I understand that you’re going to fight this until you open your mind to it. So, I’m going to let you chase me, when you realize that I’m what you want.” She blinked. “What?” “You heard me.” Diamond laughed. “You think I’m going to chase you?” “It’s the only way that you’ll appreciate what you’re getting.” He said, glancing over at her. “You sound like a damn fool,” Diamond told him. “And I’m going to enjoy every minute of it…” Diamond looked out the window again. “You don’t know who I am,” she said, shaking her head. “I know exactly who you are, Diamond Black.” Xavier responded. “I’ve known you all my life.” “I don’t want to hurt you, Xavier.” She told him, gently. He slid her a look. “I’m a big boy, and I can handle whatever you dish out. I’m not Justice…or any of the other Diamond kids.” Diamond stared at him. “You really believe that I want you.” “What were you thinking when you saw me waiting at your plane?” Xavier asked casually. “I knew you’d be there,” she answered. “How’d you know that?” Diamond sighed. “Because you’re always there…when I come home.” “Do you know why I’m always there?” Xavier questioned softly, and Diamond remained silent. “Because I know, you look for me to be there,” he answered his own question. “And I know that you want to see me. Even though in the past, you’d ignore me for the rest of your visit, the way you’d smile at me when you arrived, told me everything I needed to know.” “I didn’t ignore you,” Xavier gave her a look. “Yes, you did…but it was okay. I knew you were coming home to stay one day, and then you wouldn’t have a plane to run back to…” He turned back to the road. “We’re both here with nowhere to go now,” Xavier told her. “So you’re not going to pressure me about starting something between us, right?” Diamond confirmed. Xavier smiled as they pulled up to the Black Estate. “I don’t have to pressure you, Diamond. You’ll come to me.” ****** DIAMOND -Book 2- The Heirs Series 4/6/18 https://www.amazon.com/Diamond-Heirs-Book-D-Camille-ebook/dp/B07B4YQVBC
A family is like a forest, when you are outside it is dense, when you are inside you see that each tree has its place. ~ African Proverb Time waits for no man…or woman. Life moves on, old things fade away to make way for new beginnings. From Black Diamonds, to Uncut Diamonds…to Heirs. A new generation is forming, designed to be more advanced, more dangerous and more intriguing than their predecessors. Diamond Black, the oldest of the Heirs, has taken on the duty of preparing the way. Eight heirs of the original Black Diamonds are transitioning to take their rightful place, created by three legends. ****** Diamond Black sat in her Psychology of Marriage and Family course, both listening to the professor and checking on the stocks she owned, in all the businesses that she’d represented as a Brand Ambassador. Her father had taught her to always be about her money. Since starting college in the fall, Diamond had taken a break from The Real Miss Black Brand to focus on school and her next role of becoming an Heir. “What is your definition of a family?” the Professor posed the question to the class. “It’s the people you are related to, and you share blood,” a student answered, and Diamond Black looked up. The professor nodded. “Yes, that is a definition of a family. Anyone else?” Diamond raised a hand, thinking about her own family. “Yes, Miss Black?” “A family goes far beyond a blood connection. A family can be a group of people who love, protect and support one another. They are bound by something deeper, than a common DNA. They share a mindset, and a mission.” Diamond explained. “Interesting take, Miss Black. I can’t wait to see your final project at the end of the term.” Diamond smiled. “Trust me, Professor Jamison. You’ve never seen a family like mine…” ****** Transitions: The Heirs Prequel -Book 1- The Heirs Series 3/2/18 https://www.amazon.com/Transitions-Heirs-Prequel-Book-ebook/dp/B079WQD4JT
here's a first look at book 3 in the sable inn series...kindred flames
Chapter 1 “Three days in Chicago,” Lena Sable muttered to herself inside her office at the Sable Inn, where she served as the Marketing Director. She stared at the brochure in her hand and pursed her full lips. The brochure advertised a three-day conference in the nearby Windy City to help black-owned businesses market their products and services. Lena didn’t care for flying, and wasn’t partial to the five-hour drive either. She laid out the paper on her desk and studied the sessions being offered. The Universe knew that she could use all the tips and tools she could get. Marketing a black-owned Inn was a job, but one that her name and her heritage had created for her, and Lena was proud of her legacy. Lena was the middle daughter of Lloyd Sable and she had all of his drive, determination and fire that had made the Inn a success, just like his father before him. The three sisters ran the Inn together, along with their father. The oldest, Lana, was very pregnant and expecting her first child with her husband, who she’d met at the Inn, when he’d visited for a vacation. The youngest sister, Lorna was also married, to her teenage sweetheart and trying to become very pregnant. Lana was in charge of Hospitality and the overall running of the Inn, while Lorna had moved over to Food and Design, and Lena had taken over Marketing. The three women had all managed each of the roles, at different times, but found this current arrangement worked out best for all of them. Lena turned her attention back to the brochure and scanned it again. She knew that she could probably gain some valuable information and possibly network to drum up even more business. Her sister Lana, had recently landed a celebrity health camp at the Inn and now Lena was trying to build on that momentum. She turned her attention to the calendar and noted that she had two weeks to make up her mind about the conference. In addition, Valentine’s Day was just over a month away and she also had to prepare to market the annual special weekend, hosted by the Inn. Glancing back at the glossy pamphlet with the vibrant photos, she got an idea for her own marketing. Valentine’s Day at the Inn consisted of candlelight dinner for two with slow music and dancing. The highlight of the event was the meal and her sister Lorna was working hard on creating something new, delicious and healthy. Nelson Organic Farms provided all of the produce for the Inn. The farm was owned by Max and Cam Nelson, two brothers who’d left their corporate jobs to become black farmers. Lena shook her head at that. Who in their right minds would leave a cushy job in the big city to come grow fruits and vegetables outside of Grayling? Max had two beautiful daughters from a previous marriage while Cam was content playing the role of doting uncle to the two little cuties. Lena decided to drive out to the farm and take some pictures to incorporate into her marketing for the holiday. Standing, she retrieved her purse and got out her keys. Lena left her office and walked down the hall to the lobby. Her sister, Lana, was at the front desk and smiled at her. “How’s it going?” Lana asked. Lena leaned against the counter. “I’m trying to decide if I’m going to go to this conference in Chicago. It’s information on marketing black businesses.” Lana looked interested. “You should go. Those types of events don’t happen every day.” “I know,” Lena agreed. “But you know I hate to fly, and I don’t want to drive five hours to Chicago.” Lana shrugged. “I’d go with you, but Derek is watching me like a hawk.” She rubbed her swollen belly. Lena gave her a look. “I’m surprised he’s not sitting next to you right now.” “He’s in the kitchen getting me a snack,” Lana told her. “I should’ve known,” Lena said, shaking her head. “Do you let the man work?” “Derek’s campaign is going fine. It won’t get more intense until the election gets closer in the Fall.” Lana explained. Lena sighed. “Anyway, I can’t take Lorna because she’s hugged up with Jamal all day and night.” “They waited a long time to be together, Lena.” Lana reminded her. “And they are seriously making up for lost time,” Lana sat back. “Take Daddy or Willie with you,” Lena stared at her. “I’ll pass…” “What’s wrong with Daddy?” Lana asked laughing. “I’m not going with my Daddy, like I’m twelve.” “Daddy still runs the Inn, too…” Lena nodded. “I know that, but Daddy should be focusing on marrying Lavender, not chaperoning his grown ass daughter to Chicago.” Lana agreed. “I honestly don’t know what Daddy is waiting for at this point.” Lena stood upright. “I’ll let him figure that out. In the meantime, I’m heading out to Nelson Farms to take some pictures for my Valentine’s marketing, since the meal is the focal point.” “Great idea Lena,” Lana complimented, then smiled. “This will be my first Valentine’s Day with Derek.” “Yeah, I know…and Lorna’s first with Jamal as a couple. Congratulations to you both.” Lana studied her sister. “Are you going to have a Valentine this year?” “There is no one in Grayling that I’d even consider,” Lena answered. “Maybe he’ll show up at the Inn, like Derek did,” Lana said with a bright smile. “Or maybe, I’ll just do my job and help serve dinner at our event,” Lena supplied. Lana looked at her. “Okay, Lena. I know not to push you.” “Thank you. I’ll see you later,” As Lena turned to leave, Derek entered the lobby with a small tray and a smile. “Hello, Lena.” “Hey Derek,” Lena replied, glancing at the tray. “I see you’re on duty already.” He walked around the desk and placed the tray in front of his wife. “That’s my job.” “It seems to be,” Lena agreed, then told Lana. “I’ll be back in an hour or so…” “Don’t rush, we’re fine here.” Lana told her. Lena left the Inn and climbed into her truck, quickly turning on the heat. The drive to Nelson Farms wasn’t that far and the scenery was beautiful, with the traces of snow on the cold January afternoon. Listening to some classic Lauryn Hill, she made the drive and arrived at the large farm. The house on the land was a huge ranch-style home with a wraparound porch that looked like something out of the South. It was very well maintained, with nice windows and slatted shutters. Lena parked her truck, then zipped up her coat, before exiting the vehicle. She winced as the cold, nipped at her face. Taking out her camera in her gloved hands, she walked around to where the winter crops were growing. Looking up at the gray sky, she saw her warm breath when it hit the cold air. Hearing her boots crunching on the cold earth, she walked and began taking photos of the impressive farm. Lena positioned her camera and began taking the shots she wanted for her promotion. A few minutes into her shoot, she felt a hand on her shoulder and turned quickly. “What the hell are you doing?” the man shouted at her. ******
This year I'm going to focus on how we can understand and expand our minds. I hope you enjoy the journey. Feel free to comment. Understand what your subconscious mind does. Our subconscious mind works behind our conscious mind and is really powerful. Its has many supernatural powers, you won't generally believe but indeed they do exist. If you want your subconscious mind to work for you then you must trust in its power. Our subconscious can be considered as a spirit or God inside us that has all the powers and knowledge which we require at any moment of life. It contains information about our personality which we aren't usually aware of. It also contains a person's belief system which decides how a person will respond in particular situations. The very same act or occurrence - good, bad or otherwise - can produce completely opposite responses in people, based on our beliefs.
By understanding how your subconscious mind works, you can solve your life problems more effectively.
Although your subconscious mind is all powerful, it works under the master ship of your conscious mind. So you should be careful in what you are believing in and what input you are giving to your mind because ultimately your subconscious mind is going to make it true. It always listens to its master and receives the positive as well as negative input blindly.
Simone Jenkins sat across from the man who’d helped her regain her life. Dr. Aaron Richards was a godsend. Since the first time that she’d met him while working undercover, he’d been the only one, besides her beloved Sun God, who had been able to make a profound effect on her life. He smiled at her and she returned his smile while crossing her shapely legs. His eyes remained on her face, which made her smile even more. “I can’t thank you enough, Dr. Richards,” “You’ve done all the work Simone,” She shook her head. “I never could’ve gotten this far without you, especially leaving LA and my entire life behind.” He looked her over. “The change has been good for you. You look like a totally different woman, from the one that first came to see me.” Simone chuckled. “Two years later,” “Time is only what you make of it Simone,” Dr. Richards told her softly. “And you’ve used yours very wisely. Pain has no timetable for going away…if ever.” “Your techniques and sessions have alleviated the majority of that pain,” Simone confessed. He studied her for a long moment. “But you still have one obstacle to tackle,” Simone looked away. “I know,” she said quietly. “It would have to be a very special man. I’ve only trusted two men, since the incident…one is happily married with two children.” She smiled at him. “And the other just returned from a honeymoon. Congratulations, again.” He nodded. “Thank you for the gift. You really didn’t have to do that.” “It’s the least I could do,” Simone told him. “I’ve never begrudged someone else’s happiness.” “That’s why it’s important for you to find your own happiness,” Dr. Richards counseled. She shrugged. “Maybe he’s not out there, maybe I’ve missed the opportunity.” “If that’s what you believe, then it will probably be your reality.” Simone sighed. “I’ve lived years on the dangerous side of life. I can’t settle for some accountant or therapist.” He frowned and she smiled. “No disrespect,” Simone put up a hand. “But I need a man who’s going to let me lick his neck and throw him on the bed.” Dr. Richards lifted a brow. “What did we discuss about using your power?” “I still don’t know if I can let someone be soft and tender with me,” she confessed. “Let’s talk about that…” he said quietly. Simone sighed. “Okay…” “Are you safe?” he asked, beginning their session. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Yes, I’m safe.” “A man used his power to hurt you,” Dr. Richards began. “And the thing he used to hurt you, you’ve used as a weapon to hurt other men, and yourself.” Simone nodded and continued to breath. “You return to that place of trauma, which Freud termed, the compulsion to repeat…” he said, standing to his feet and walking over to where she sat. Simone opened her eyes and looked at him. “It is an unconscious attempt to get control over a painful situation, to try to master it or find resolution,” he finished. Simone shook her head. “I’m still angry with myself, because I should’ve been the one who killed him.” “What stopped you?” She sighed and shook her head. “Even though I’d gotten the skills to handle him, somehow I was still afraid of him…in my mind, he was still stronger than me.” “And because you couldn’t fight him, you chose to re-enact your trauma with other men, where you could be strong…where you felt you had the power.” She put a hand to her face and listened. “Sometimes the very event that caused the trauma and pain becomes a person’s sole source of meaning, and they can only feel alive when they are revisiting that trauma.” Simone looked at him and blinked. “I won’t be taken advantage of ever again.” He nodded. “I agree and that’s not what I’m saying at all.” Dr. Richards handed her a tissue and Simone took it and wiped at her eyes. “Trauma is not just an event that took place in the past, it’s also the imprint left on your brain, mind and body. It changes how you think, what you think about and even your capacity to think.” He paused. “Therapy isn’t just about telling your story, Simone, it’s about allowing the body to learn that the danger has passed, and to be able to live in the reality of the present…” “For you, reality is that you’re not the same woman who was assaulted. You’re stronger, both physically and mentally. Your attacker is gone and he can’t hurt you ever again. Don’t keep him alive, by allowing what he did, to hinder your life.” She shrugged. “What if I like how I deal with men?” “When’s the last time you’ve been with a man?” he questioned. Simone looked at the tissue, still in her hand. “I haven’t since I returned to Atlanta. The therapy sessions had me too raw and emotional,” she said honestly. “And I didn’t want to be with anybody.” He nodded. “That’s what I thought. You don’t like how you were dealing with men. It was a protective mechanism that gave you the feeling of comfort and control.” Dr. Richards leaned forward. “See, when you’re compulsively and constantly pulled back into the past, to the last time you felt intense involvement or deep emotion, you suffer from a loss of mental flexibility. It takes away your ability to see hope, to see a chance for a better future, you have no place to go and no goal to reach.” “Traumatized people see the world in a different way. When most people walk down the street, they simply see men going about their business. You see someone with the potential to hurt you, and you feel the need to protect yourself, then you lash out, using sex as your weapon.” She stared at him for a long while and he remained silent. “So what are you suggesting at this stage?” Simone asked. He smiled. “Look for the hope, see the chance for a better future, you have so many places to go and goals to reach.” She smiled. “I do want that. All of my ex-team members are married with babies. That’s not something I’d ever thought of, but these past two years have changed me…a lot.” Dr. Richards agreed. “I’ve seen your growth and I know that you can have whatever you want in life, Simone.” Simone laughed. “I still don’t want an accountant.” Dr. Richards joined her in laughter. “That’s fine…” She wiped her eyes again as he spoke, “You can never undo what happened, but you can create new, positive emotional scenarios, that can be just as intense and real, to defuse the negative ones.” “Kind of like, create my own positive world?” she asked. He nodded. “Don’t continue to feed the darkness, because it will never be satisfied, and you’ll sink deeper and deeper into anger, bitterness, guilt and hatred. Negativity thrives on taking you lower and lower. Focus on the positive, those things that bring good into your life, to counteract those traumas of the past, and lift you to a higher plane.” Simone sat thinking about his words. “I’m going to work on that.” “You’ve been doing great so far,” Dr. Richards complimented. “I think you’re ready to move to the next level.” “I don’t pay you enough,” Simone told him, with a soft smile. “You pay me plenty, and I’m glad to have the privilege of working with you,” he told her. “I was a mess when I came here,” Dr. Richards sat back. “You were a woman in pain and now you’re a woman who has overcome her trauma, and is ready to live without restraints…” Simone nodded. “Yeah, I just might be…” ****** His Diamond -Book 5 - The Uncut Series https://www.amazon.com/His-Diamond-Simones-Story-Uncut-ebook/dp/B078RVB2L8
This year I'm going to focus on how we can understand and expand our minds. I hope you enjoy the journey. Feel free to comment...
Understand the basics of the mind. It is important to know that your brain and mind are not the same thing. The brain is the physical structure in your head; the mind is a more abstract concept that produces and stores thoughts and feelings. Though separate, the brain and mind are always at work together. When you have positive thoughts, like love, creativity, and joy, your mind remains in a peaceful state. When you have negative thoughts like fear, jealousy, hate, and anger, your mind is disturbed by them. In a disturbed state of mind there is a wastage of energy and we are not usually able to relax.
Understand that positive thoughts generate positive feelings and negative thoughts generate bad feelings. Both positive and negative thoughts are additive.Having many negative thoughts throughout the day will pile up and make you sad; a great amount of negative thoughts can even lead to depression. The opposite is also true. If you have many positive thoughts and feelings, they will add up to make you feel incredible bliss. So for allowing the growth of the mind, you must try to keep the mind in its default stage i.e. peaceful stage. If your mind is in a relaxed and calm state, only then you are able to attain your full potential.
Another rule is that your brain processes information as per your current mood. For example if you are in a good mood, it will be easy for your brain to retrieve positive information (and hence you feel nice and the world looks wonderful to you.) On the other hand if your mood is bad then your brain finds it difficult to process positive information or memories and hence you feel bad. So it is always better to switch your mood rather than go along the negative thought process.
Lorna Sable looked up from her spot at the welcome desk to see her brother-in-law, Derek Wells, entering the lobby. She watched as he approached with a worried look on his face. “Derek, what are you doing here?” Lorna asked. “I thought Lana wasn’t feeling well this morning?” He frowned. “She’s not, and she can’t relax knowing that she’s left you and your sister shorthanded, so I volunteered to come over and help.” Lorna matched his frown. “That girl…tell her to take care of the baby she’s going to have, Lena and I are grown and we can handle the Inn without her.” “I know you can,” Derek agreed. “But you know Lana…” Walking around the desk, Lorna went to Derek and placed a hand on his arm. “Listen, go home to your wife and tell her that everything is under control.” He sighed. “Her celebrity health camp starts today and she really wanted to be here to greet the guests.” Lorna smiled. “They’re here for a week, so she’ll get to greet them eventually.” “I told her that,” Derek relayed. “And I also told her she had to stay in bed until she felt better.” “I’m glad that’s your job,” He laughed. “One that I wouldn’t give up for anything in the world.” Mrs. Langston, the Inn’s cook and matriarch walked into the lobby with a small tray in her hands, and was greeted by Derek. “Good morning, Mrs. Langston,” he said with a smile. “Derek, glad to have you back,” she said, returning his smile. He nodded. “I try not to be away too long, while we’re setting up the campaign.” Mrs. Langston pushed the tray towards him. “Take this to that hardheaded wife of yours.” “She called you?” Derek asked, taking the tray filled with a few items. “Yes, desperate to get herself over here.” Mrs. Langston told him and he shook his head. “That woman,” Derek breathed. Lorna smiled. “This is big for Lana, and the Sable Inn. She did an amazing job getting that celebrity fitness expert to host her camp here.” Derek smiled. “I’m so proud of her.” “We all are,” Mrs. Langston agreed. “But her concern today is not this camp, it’s that baby in her belly.” “I agree,” Derek said firmly. Mrs. Langston pointed at the tray. “Tell her to take that, and wait until the sickness passes. She should be fine in a couple of hours.” “I will. Thank you Mrs. Langston.” Derek kissed her weathered cheek. She smiled. “And if you can’t get her to follow directions, tell her I’m coming with my switch.” Lorna’s eyes widened. “Not the switch,” Mrs. Langston nodded. “Yes ma’am. We aren’t having any foolishness with our Sable baby.” “Uh, Wells…” Derek corrected and Mrs. Langston turned to him. “His name will be Wells, but this is our Sable baby.” Lorna’s sister, Lena entered the lobby. “Who’s talking about our Sable baby?” Derek shook his head. “Lana is trying to be in charge of everything as usual,” Lorna told her sister. Lena frowned. “Tell her to sit down.” Derek sighed. “Yes, I’ve done that.” “Tell her Mrs. Langston will get the switch,” Lena added. “I’ve just been informed of that aspect,” Derek told her. “And I don’t think Lana would be interested.” Lorna laughed. “Tell her we’ll call the Book Club to sit with her.” He frowned. “No, that’s not necessary.” The women laughed, knowing that Lana’s Book Club ladies drove Derek crazy with their antics. However, they loved Lana and were the most loyal women, so he’d accepted them into their lives. His job as a Campaign Manager for political candidates, kept him away from the Inn for extended periods of time, so he felt good knowing that so many people were looking out for his wife. “Are they moving their meetings back to the Inn?” Lena asked. “I hope so,” Derek answered. Lorna grinned. “I hope not. Those three are too much,” “They have a new member,” he informed them. “Who?” All the women asked. “My sister, Dina,” Derek said, shaking his head. “She video calls into the meetings.” Lorna chuckled. “I might start attending.” Lena frowned. “I won’t.” Derek shrugged. “Let me take this to Lana and see if this helps. I’m sure she’ll be over later, but if you need me, just call.” Lena looked at him. “You do know that we have a full staff here?” “Tell your sister that,” Derek said walking to the door. The three women watched him leave and turned to one another. “I’m so happy for Lana. Derek loves her so much,” Lorna said, after he’d gone. Lena and Mrs. Langston turned to her. “Just like Jamal loves you,” Lena told her. Lorna blushed and walked back to her post behind the desk. “Lena…” “Don’t ‘Lena…’ me,” Her sister followed her behind the desk. “What is up with you two?” Mrs. Langston intervened. “Leave your sister alone, Lena. She and Jamal have a special bond.” Lena looked at her sister, who was making herself busy. “What kind of special bond?” The door opened and they all looked up as a driver entered, carrying bags. Sitting them inside the door, he walked back outside. “Looks like our first guest is here,” Lorna said, happy for the distraction of her sister’s conversation. When the door opened again, Lena had made her way over to greet the visitors. The driver held the door open for a young woman, who breezed inside, dressed in designer jeans and large sunglasses in October. She looked around the foyer and smiled with perfect, brilliant white teeth. “Welcome to the Sable Inn,” Lena said warmly. The woman turned to her. “Thank you. This place looks a lot different.” Lena lifted a brow. “You’ve visited us before?” She smiled again and threw her expensive Remy hair over her shoulder. “Of course, I’m from Grayling.” Lorna looked over at the woman and felt a chill down her spine. Although she didn’t recognize her, the voice did sound vaguely familiar. “You’re from Grayling?” Lena asked. “Yes, Lena. I remember you.” Lena continued to stare at the woman. “What’s your name?” The woman’s gaze went to Lorna, at the desk. “I’m sure your sister remembers me.” Mrs. Langston watched Lorna’s reaction as the woman walked over to her. “Hey, Lorna.” “Do I know you?” Lorna questioned, studying the beautiful woman. “My reservation is under Cassidee,” Lorna glanced at her screen. “You’re the singer who made that one song?” She chuckled. “Yes, but you know me as Cassandra. Cassandra Riddick.” Feeling her heart stop, Lorna turned her attention back to the screen and swallowed. “You’re Cassandra Riddick?” Lorna asked quietly. “In the flesh,” The woman twirled in the lobby as everyone watched. “I’m here for the celebrity Boot Camp,” she told Lorna, when she turned back to her. “And to get my baby…” Lena joined them at the desk. “Who’s your baby?” Lorna turned to her sister, and said quietly, “Jamal…” ****** Kindred Spirits - Book 2 - The Sable Inn Series https://www.amazon.com/Kindred-Spirits-Sable-Inn-Book-ebook/dp/B0786T74BB