Saturday, December 19, 2015

Jungle Beauty Goddesses Dirty Ball Book 3 coming soon




My Authentik Beauty Magazine arrived a few days early. I couldn't be happier. Tomorrow, I look forward to putting the labels and stamps on each magazine myself.

The reason I spell Authentik with a "K" at the end is because Authentic Beauty spelled the proper way was already taken when I looked it up. I tried to come up with another name for weeks but nothing else moved me.


I know that there are mailing services, but I don't feel comfortable using them. I think I am addicted to the High of taking them to the post office myself, knowing without a single doubt that they are on there way.

In between creating my Authentik Beauty Magazine website: www.AuthentikBeautyMagazine.com


One of the things that bother me is that the Jungle Beauty Goddesses are apart of the first dolls that I ever made. Now when I look at them--all I think to myself is how I want to re-make them. I have figured out how to make much better eyes. I wouldn't use the same fabric for some of them because it is difficult to sculpt their facial features with the texture.

I have begun writing Book 3 of the Jungle Beauty Goddess Series-- "Dirty Ball." It is a mad love story that explains why the Africans were enslaved, in my fantasy fiction book.

I will be difficult for me to move forward, if I continue to look backwards. Therefore, I must accept them for who they are now and focus my energy on telling their story.


I was browsing the aisles in Walmart and I smelled a candle that reminded me of Jungle Beauty Goddess Afar. Don't know why. A few moments later--she began telling me her story. It's chilling.




Friday, December 4, 2015

Why I Started my own Magazine



I visited Tyler Perry’s website a few nights ago and read his message board. He usually motivates me with his videos or inspirational rants. I noticed that over 90% of the people were asking him for money or begging him to help them promote their book or movie.

Marketing. Marketing. Marketing. Lacking the desire to market oneself is the graveyard where most dreams go to die. It’s fun to write, paint, sew, sing, dance, --- yep this is the fun stuff. Nevertheless, getting that song heard, book read, and movie produced—now that is another job not meant for the faint at heart.

I  have written for several national and international magazines, newspapers, etc...  I decided to start writing for myself after a dispute with Upscale Magazine. I use to write an article and just mail it to several publications back in the early 90’s.

Well, what had happened (Improper grammar on purpose. Sometimes it is needed. Thank you.) is several magazines published the same article and Upscale Magazine was one of them – and they wanted to sue me.


Yes. So, this is when I learned about North American First Rights or something. Basically, when I agreed to let them publish my article—my ideas—my stuff:  Are you with me? It no longer belonged to me. It belonged to them. I can’t remember if their ownership lasted 5 or 10 years. The money was minuscule from each publication. I couldn’t buy groceries with that money but I loved writing so much I felt and still feel like a billionairess when I write.

 However, what bothered me the most was that—I no longer owned my own words. Now, this was devastating.

This is why I  decided to start my own magazine.  The first few issues were just plain white paper folded in half—maybe 8 pages long—black and white. I found some old copies in my office yesterday, which warmed my heart. 



I laughed so hard that I couldn’t breathe because they reminded me of when  I was asked not to drop off magazines at Madonna college (by the head Nun) because of an abortion ad in my magazine. No problem. A dentist office claimed that a few of my pictures were risqué and offended his clients. Please do not deliver here. Okay.

Anyway—I have received way, way , way more positive compliments from readers—but the primary problem  for me was: How to monetize my publication without local business  owners feeling like they had the “right” to dictate my content?

The problem with submitting articles on the Internet is that I was simply giving my content away. Many of my articles were  being duplicated without my permission, and sometimes without my name.


I am so excited about my Authentik Beauty Magazine Jan 2016 issue that I just uploaded to PSPrinting.  (They do awesome work, inexpensively and ship to my house). This issue will travel across the United States to various  business, clubs, organizations, health facilities, etc.  Yes. Yes. In full color—I tried to watch the risqué pictures this time.

It’s time to market my babies, The Jungle Beauty Goddesses—not just wait for random people to find me on the Internet. For the very first time, I am offering products and services—created uniquely by me. Yes—it would be nice if Tyler Perry, Lee Daniels, Oprah Winfrey, and Shonda Rhimes would stop working on their dreams and projects to assist me with mine. Now that I think about it…Really? Nah....

I want to do it my way. In my imagination, I see them as my peers and equals—not my boss. I see us swapping recipes and drinking tea together—not me serving them—metaphorically.  I looked at the pictures of my old magazines and they made me cry with joy because they represent “hard core evidence” that I live my dreams boldly with everything I got. Win or lose. I see my progress. I learned from my mistakes. Each time I delivered and wrote the articles for my magazines I did something different and I learned something about myself that only marketing myself (owning myself) could have taught me.

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Why I was Raped Behind the Church



Why I was raped behind the Church

This is the craziest thing I ever wrote—here goes:

I believe that I was raped behind the church, down the street from my parent’s home when I was 12-years-old—by a boy in my class because before coming to Earth—I told Goddess that I wanted to inspire, motivate, or touch people in a unique and special way.


And She said to me, “Look you are going to forget that we had this conversation…and you are going to think that I abandoned you in your darkest hour. Earth is a planet of not only physical gravity—but emotional, psychological, and spiritual gravity. In order for you to connect to your humanity—your body must be mired to Earth’s emotional energetic field. When you select a “Spiritual Mission” to help others in any way—you must have an experience that connects you to the depths of the hearts and souls of others. But remember… you won’t be able to help them, inspire them, motivate them, or touch them until you first heal yourself.”

I had an emotional break-down when I was away at school at Northern Michigan University,  seven-years after the rape;  I kept saying over, and over, and over again, “God didn’t you hear me calling you? I was behind the church for god-sake. Why didn’t you come and save me?”

Episode 6 of the Jungle Beauty Goddesses, is the Universe’s answer back to me.

Ps. My son, Sidney says that you can tell that a woman created this video because men do not cry and hold each other like Jesus and DeMatter  beard-to-beard does in this video—not even  father and son.


I dedicate this this video to Divine Mother and Divine Father of All That Is. I remember…

Jungle Beauty Goddesses Episode 6 You Don't Need to be Saved



Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Jungle Beauty Goddess Episode 5 is finally live





 I dedicate Jungle Beauty Goddesses Episode 5, “Didn’t You Hear Me Calling You” To My Sweet Thing, my daughter, Amanda Sturges.

Thank you, Sweet Sugar, for doing my laundry, cooking dinner for me every day, making my tea in the morning, zipping up my dresses before work, driving me to work because I am always running late; finding my keys, taking care of Puppy Love, and making me go to bed.

I am the luckiest mother in the universe to have such an amazing, loving, don’t-take-no-crap, daughter like you.

Without your love and support, it would be difficult to follow my dream. Thank you Sweet Sticky Sugar.

Jungle Beauty Goddesses Episode 5-- Didn't You Hear Me Calling You

Monday, October 26, 2015

Jungle Beauty Goddess Feast--lion dreams--going vegan




My daughter and I have decided to go Vegan for 22 days starting November 1.  A year ago, I gave up red win, Scandal, and Atlanta Housewives—all TV for thirty days. It was 3 things, I can’t think of the other thing.

The first two weeks I almost gained my sanity. The Third week—I didn’t miss it all.

Once I started back watching TV it was never the same. 

I am excited about doing this because I look forward to further raising my vibration. For some reason, I have been burning sage throughout my house every day, soaking my feet in apple cider vinegar.

I have been in an overall meditative state. 

I had a dream that hundreds of healthy male lions were waiting for me to lead them. In my dream I was not afraid of the lions they were beckoning to me to take charge. Ever since this dream I have been collecting lion pictures, jewelry, etc.

I feel a whole new me emerging…

  


Here are some pictures from the Jungle Beauty Goddesses Episodes 5 and 6.












Monday, October 19, 2015

You are invited to dinner--Rose Petal Butterfly Soup-- Yum






I just finished making the 7 Jungle Beauty Goddettes. I am now working on episode 5 of the Jungle Beauty Goddesses series.

I have set the table. DeMatter, Nebula, Shiva, Kuan Yin, and Jesus will be arriving for dinner shortly.

I use about a third of my bedroom to set up my scenes. Once I set up a scene, I won't go in my closet until the shoot is over.
 

I get my work clothes out a head of time. Yes. I have gone to work with missing items. Sometimes I change my mind because something I picked out is too short or tight--but I wear it anyway. Messing with my scene is unacceptable.



On the left side of the purple "wall" is my bed on the right side is my closet door. In the middle...my dream.





Sunday, September 6, 2015

I am that I am--Cassandra George Sturges



I have been hiding behind the Jungle Beauty Goddesses--

It’s really hard to move forward, when you can’t accept where you are, who you are, and where you have been.

I don’t think an artist can be separated from his or her art. In order for me to communicate from a place of truth, I realize that I can’t be ashamed of who I am as a middle aged woman.  These gray hairs around my edges are so damn stubborn. I give.

I am working on episode 5 and 6 of the Jungle Beauty Goddess series based on the books that I have written. I am still waiting on some products to come in the mail.

Feeling very excited and inspired.