Monday, December 19, 2011

Mystic Monday

Although Wendy very much wanted to do a blog for today, she was unable to do so. Her father is in the hospital and she is there with her family.

My thoughts and prayers are with them all.

Wendy has asked me to wish you all a wonderful Christmas.


Merry Christmas & Blessings All,
Wendy Jackson

Santa also asked me to share with you, a sneak peek of just a few of the amazing books Hellfire Publishing has planned for your reading enjoyment in 2012!

Today I would like to share the book by Patrick Royal

Coming in 2012

To watch for Shattered Mind Shadows: I, and all the other new & exciting reads coming from  Hellfire Publishing go to their website

Give the gift of reading this holiday season!

Merry Christmas,
Savannah Rayne

Monday, December 12, 2011

Mystic Monday

Hi All,
It's Monday again...
So we've been talking about energy and then had a great question about sending your positive charged ball to someone.
I guess I should talk about Intent and Free Will.
Before you start any energy work, you should have a prayer of intent and make sure you are saying you’re working for everyone's highest good.
Intent is everything in healing work. As long as you have an intent for the highest good, it will all work as it should.
I usually start my sessions by holding my client's hand and saying a Prayer to God and Goddess, Angels and Guides, please allow a successful Reiki session for the highest good of Joe Shmoe. Not only does this set a positive intent, it allows me to tap into a client's energy right away. Now at the end of energy work you should also say Thank You for the guidance or healing.
Free Will:
Humans are born with Free Will. What does that mean? It means we have the freedom to choose what can and can't happen to us. You cannot send positive energy without permission from the person you are working with. You can't just randomly send energy to people without their knowledge. Well I guess you could, but it wouldn't really do anything because it's not being accepted by the person you are intending it for.
Now I've learned there are always exceptions. My grandfather would never ask for Reiki when I was around and he was suffering from cancer. I didn't think he would accept it since he was very "old school" with being Catholic. One day I casually stood by his chair, asked his angels and guides if I could send Reiki to him to help with the treatments, they said ‘yes’, it's for his highest good, go for it. So I stood with my hands near him and started to send. In a few minutes he said you're doing that thing aren't you because I can feel heat coming from your hands. I asked if he wanted me to stop and he said no that's ok keep going. : )
With all that said, I should tell you this warning as well. “Do onto others as you would have them do onto you.” or how about the Wicca Rule “Do what you will, but do no harm”. There is also the rule of 3 fold. Any harm you do to someone else will come back to you 3 times.
Next week I want to give a little history on the Yule Season and Christmas. Yule in general is marked by winter solstice when the moon starts to back off and give more hours over to the sun. So December 22 will be Winter Solstice/Yule the longest night for the year and from then on we get a little more sun each day.
Then I think maybe we will get into manifesting.
Please feel free to contact me at or with any questions.
 Blessings All,

Santa also asked me to share with you the amazing books Hellfire Publishing has put out this year!

Today I would like to share the books by Kevin James Breaux

A Way To A Man's Heart Is
Through His Stomach

A WAY TO A MAN'S HEART IS THROUGH HIS STOMACH is a dark ride through a mysteriously failing marriage. Brenda realizes something is up from various clues, but arrives at a shockingly wrong conclusion. When she finally discovers exactly why things between them are falling apart, she decides that the time has come for her husband Tony to get a taste of what she is going through…just a taste…

Dark Water:
Beaming Smile

Sarah should have left Montgomery County when she had the chance, but now it's too late. She is trapped on the rooftop of her family home which is almost completely submerged by dark flood waters. The air smells of a mixture of sewage and mold and it’s still raining. Alone with only her thoughts Sarah is mad she did not leave town years ago when she was right out of high school, before she became the one things she dreaded most; her mother.

Haunted by the reoccurrence of an eerie thumping sound, Sarah is startled when she discovers a large hairy animal, almost the size of a cow, brushing against the corner of her house. What is it? Where did it come from? What other horrors are hiding in the dark water?
To read the excerpt for A Way To A Man's Heart Is Through His Stomach & Dark Water: Beaming Smile, and for purchasing information please go to the Hellfire Publishing site
Give the gift of reading this holiday season!

Merry Christmas,
Savannah Rayne

Thursday, December 8, 2011

The True Meaning of Christmas

Sadly, I think many have lost the true meaning of Christmas. I’m not going to get into a whole religious speech about what the day should be; I honestly think that most people, somewhere in the back of their mind, remember the teachings of their childhood and what Christmas really is all about. Somehow, it just became less important.
Over the past few years, even I, the “Christmas Queen” have become disappointed by what has happened to this much loved holiday. The commercialism has reached an all-time high. Who would have ever thought that while shopping for your child’s Halloween costume, you could turn to your right, in the very same aisle and pick up new tree ornaments or lights!
I remember a time when Christmas retail commercials started the day after Thanksgiving. The Black Friday shopping tradition has been around for years, but even that is starting earlier, who knows, given enough time, Black Friday may be the Friday before Thanksgiving!
In these tough economic times, I don’t think we need the added pressure from retailers to buy Christmas gifts, when most are worried about putting food on the table, keeping the lights on or worse, a roof over their head.
For me Christmas has always meant family. When I was young, the holidays were the same every year. Christmas Eve was spent at my mom’s parents and Christmas day was at my dad’s parent’s. It never changed. And as small as both those homes were, EVERYONE came and we all fit! We laughed, we ate and then opened a few gifts. Key word—few.
When I became an adult and started having a family of my own, I tried to make Christmas memories. When my kids were little, we would do all sorts of things. Getting the tree at Mrs. Dyer’s tree farm was a tradition. She was the kid’s bus driver and every year she would laugh at just how large of a tree we would find! You would have thought we lived in a mansion with Cathedral ceilings, instead of a trailer, lol. I would have my niece over for a weekend and along with me and my daughter, the three of us would make “bacon & eggs”, you know, the small pretzel sticks, white chocolate and yellow M & M’s, LOL. We always seemed to run out of M & M’s! My sister and I would pile all the kids in the car, take along big bags of popcorn we popped and mugs of hit chocolate, then drive around town looking at all the Christmas decorations, while singing to Christmas music from a cassette playing in the car radio. And Christmas Eve was always spent at my house. There was food, cookies, laughter and Love. To this day my kids will tell you the funny stories about gifts they received…not so much the gift itself, as much as the story around it.
And I guess that’s where I’m leading with all this. I’m here to say that my personal Christmas memories have nothing to do with a gift I got, heck, I honestly don’t remember most of them. And the ones I do, the ones that have meant the most to me, have been things my children made for me. Ornaments they made in elementary school still hang on my tree today. I still have the snowman pin made out of crafters clay, my son made for me when he was 6 years old.
So I’m here to say, don’t stress the holiday’s—there’s no reason to. Who said we need to rack up hundreds of dollars of debt to have a “Merry Christmas”? What are we teaching our future generations? Think about it. If our kids don’t have 25 gifts each to open Christmas morning, it doesn’t mean we don’t love them or care. And if they do think that, where did they learn that from?
Maybe this year, try to make a memory rather than make yourself sick with worry about buying everybody everything they want or unnecessary debt. Start a new tradition or rekindle an old one! It’s never too late to bring the true meaning of Christmas back home…
Merry Christmas,
 Savannah Rayne
 Give the gift of reading this holiday season!

Monday, December 5, 2011

Mystic Monday

Hi All,

I almost forgot to write! I am so beat from today. I was in Shell Lake and taught a Reiki Master level class and gave 5 attunements this morning.
So I have no idea where to start or what to cover so I'm turning it over to the angels to help get this written. I know we talked about the stress of the season and using some simple basic "101" mediations to help out. Lavender, I think I said, was another huge help and then smudging your space or yourself.

Wow we covered a lot in the last blog. So I'd like to know how is everyone doing and feeling with that information?
Today I think I'll introduce you to your energy. You can get a feel for it and then we can start taking on some passing energy between people, to help for the greatest good. It can all help stress relief as well.

Hand exercise:
I want you to rub your hands together fast to create heat. Then slowly start to pull them apart, palms facing each other. Say about 3 to 4 inches. I want you to make note of how that feels. If the energy stops, it's ok, just rub your hands together again.

Now as you play with that energy I want you to always keep your palms facing each other and experiment with how far apart you can go before you need to charge or rub again. Once you have a pretty good feel for this, start creating a ball. Visualize a ball between your hands made of baby oil so that your hands run smooth as silk over it. Move your hands clockwise and counter clockwise and see how big you can get the ball, and then bring it back to the size of a softball. When you have it done, I want you to think of a positive intention for this energy ball. Hold it in your left hand with your palm flat, and then blow it away to the universe as your right hand gently whisks it up to help it on its way. Give the universe your intent for the ball. You could visualize healing white light in the ball, for say your neck pain or back pain. Then hold it up and blow as you sweep it to the universe while saying ‘universe here is my healing ball please let it be used on me as I need it for...
Try it and see what happens. Post if you want to share.

Next blog we can continue with this or I might have to see how close to Chirsmas/Yule we are and go with some history and 12th night stories.

Blessings All,

Let's sweetin' your blog reading today! Today only, if you leave a comment or ask a question on today's Mystic Monday blog, you will be entered for a chance to win your choice of a free eBook copy of Oh, Deer or When It Leaves. Become a FOLLOWER and 1 lucky person will win a eBook copy of BOTH eBOOKS!
Good Luck!

Santa also asked me to share with you the amazing books Hellfire Publishing has put out this year!

Today I would like to share the books by Sara Curran-Ross.....

Knight of Swords

Nathan Valancourt is young, stinking rich, a darling of London's social scene in 1893, and a notorious womanizer. He had never believed in the supernatural, but, when a vampire killer masquerading as a clergyman begins haunting his dreams, forcing him to endure visions of the murders of his previous female conquests, Nathan determines to amend his frivolous ways.

When the killer turns his attention to Nathan's beautiful ward, Juliet, Nathan is anxious to protect her. As they battle the monster, Nathan and Juliet gradually realize that they share a psychic connection. This close bond triggers the discovery of their true heritage as descendants of human-vampire unions. Led to the gradual revealing of powers beyond their imagination, their bond offers them hope of victory.

The Devil You Know

“You take one step out of that door without me and you are in serious trouble. Leave my side once and you are a dead woman.”

Christian Dalban is hired to protect Isabelle Mayer from the violent head of a mafia family who will stop at nothing to force her back into his bed. But Christian is determined that she won’t find out why he is the only man capable of succeeding where others have failed. If she knew the reason she would never trust him with her life nor would he blame her. But as their relationship develops into a passionate sexual encounter Christian realizes that he is not the only one keeping a secret that could threaten both of their lives...

To read the excerpt for Knight of Swords or The Devil You Know and for purchasing information please go to the Hellfire Publishing site

And Coming Soon...

Give the gift of reading this holiday season!
 Merry Christmas,
 Savannah Rayne

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

When It Leaves...Wednesday!

Today is When it Leaves Wednesday! Want to win a free eBook copy of my latest book When it Leaves? All you have to do is leave (haha) a comment here my blog Hugs & Nightmares,

I will choose 2 winners from each page! Do all 3 and triple your chances of winning!! Winners will be announced tomorrow Dec. 1st on each page. Good Luck!

Playing in the leaves is something all children do; twins Steven and K.C are no different. One autumn evening the five year olds ask to go out and play until dinner is ready. What happens that night will haunt Steven for the next twenty years. Now with a daughter of his own, Steven is left to struggle with the painful, guilt ridden choice of keeping his daughter safe or help the brother he lost, long ago, the one person Steven always thought he would do anything to have back.

“K.C., I wanna go,” Steven turned towards K.C. to try to convince his brother to stop with the idea of being buried, when he saw something that made him stop talking mid-sentence and halt his footsteps. Where K.C. was lying on the ground, the leaves began to swirl in a large spiral. They lifted into the air, picking up in speed and quantity. The buzzing noise became louder, the high pitch was starting to hurt Steven’s ears. He watched spell bound as the vegetation lifted higher and higher, forming what looked like a tornado made of leaves to the five year old. The dead, autumn foliage that was covering K.C. seemed to come to life at the base of the leafy twister. The swirling mass was spinning so fast, just watching it was making him dizzy. Steven wanted to run but was frozen with fear, unable to move or scream for help.
Then he saw something that would give him nightmares for years to come. The leaves that had been covering K.C. were sucked up into the rapidly spinning leafy tornado, until the ground below was bare. Steven’s eyes were wide with terror. He opened his mouth and screamed but the buzzing was so loud, his voice seemed silent in the night. He stood there releasing scream after scream, watching the tornadic leaves spin faster and faster. His heart was racing, his head was spinning and he was starting to feel sick to his stomach. Yet Steven was oblivious to what his body was trying to tell him—to warn him. His focus was on one thing and one thing only, the ground below the twister was empty. K.C. was gone…vanished…disappeared.
Hugs & Nightmares,
Savannah Rayne