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September 18, 2014

Witnessing Love – Mary Frances and Dulce!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

… She’s a brawny girl, well built and tall and sturdy, and she will know how to keep her chin out of the mud with any knight errant .

— Sancho Panza, Don Quixote’s squire, says of Dulcinea, (namesake for the Dulce in this essay!)

 

Mary Francis & Dulce 2014

A beautiful intelligent vibrant woman adopts a beautiful intelligent vibrant dog and so it begins. A REAL love so evident that all who have the privilege of knowing this team are awed. Who are they you ask that seem to affect so many? Well simple and most important to me is that the woman, Mary Frances is my friend and Dulce was her companion … I hesitate to say her dog as that does not nearly describe how this relationship should be defined. Here I want to illuminate what I and so many others viscerally experienced in the company of this duo. I tell you without hesitation that my wonderful attorney gal pal Mary Frances and Dulce define the essence of love and you my many dear readers will be gladdened by reading their story.

Mary Frances Prevost is a talented California Attorney … Determined to defend those unjustly accused and one might say as Don Quixote tilt at windmills no matter the naysayers. One must not get the wrong idea here for my friend is equal part legal crusader and a woman both charming and full of life’s vigor – beautiful both in appearance and attitude Mary Frances can be that most effective of legal professionals in that the average individual full of misconceptions might think such a beauty incapable of REAL strength. Well that is the magic my dear readers. So it was that Mary Frances saw easily these same combined characteristics when choosing a dog to adopt – her name to be forever more Dulce.

Kind, watchful, smart, loving and full of  life Dulcinea “Dulce” Prevost was born 31 October 2002 and left us for heaven on 16 September 2014 as her Mother Mary Frances embraced this sweet being with the constant love that had been at the center of their relationship. Charm I tell you … Pure and simply there was charm in this sweet dog’s face and demeanor – evident in person and in photos there was no doubt Dulce had a presence that could captivate her audience. You see dog and owner alike here … Mary Frances and her beloved Dulce both charmers but there was more than just that which made Dulce unique. Soulfulness seen in Dulce’s eyes informed and instructed all who knew her that this being was full of that which G-d most loves – goodness in the deepest sense where only joy of living is the goal and therefore a gift bestowed on anyone who spent time in the company of Dulce.

Let me describe Dulce’s life … Well there was indeed the very best of everything. Home and hearth lovely and accommodating – with no expense spared. Daycare where Dulce’s other Mom as Mary Frances well describes to look after her and then weekends at the beach. The best health care, the best food, the best to be had in every single way is how Dulce lived – actually as well, if not better than many treat their human family members is the truth of the life sweet Dulce had with Mary Frances.  When illness came here too no expense nor option denied … My friend did not choose the easy way out – Dulce would be given many more good days because Mary Frances persevered at great effort and expense with treatment. These last days included extra trips to the beach and special treats and days where Mary Frances only focus was Dulce … I tell my friend that all of us wish for the same attention, devotion and care – complete and unselfish love as we face the end of our life here. We her friends all joined Mary Frances in prayers for Dulce – asking for miracles and comfort. I am proud to say that my friend made center to her life the love and concern she had for suffering Dulce these last few months … Yes pride I write because those quiet about love lessen not only their own importance but that which the world so desperately needs. There is some odd delineation – some universal dictate that fairly or not has G-d see those most cared for as a light – a gift – those who must be recognized as having special attention in life and there after. So it was and will be that Mary Frances gave such a recognition to dear Dulce.

I shared with Mary Frances a story about my Father and I during the last days of his life. This essay is about my friend and not me but for now I will explain as I did to Mary Frances that among other lovely and poignant conversations between my dear Father and I as he neared life’s end was when he looked at me and said: “To be loved as I have been loved by you my daughter, truly is to have seen the face of G-d!”  So too I believe it was that dear Dulce saw the glory and love of G-d as she looked into Mary Frances beautiful face.

So I end with what my Jewish faith teaches about eternal life. We are always here – a energy forever existing as the scientist concur matter never dissipates and dwells endlessly within the Universe. More immediate is that eternal life is given by remembrance – Dulce will never be forgotten – certainly not by Mary Frances nor we who were privileged to see these two together. Here I am going to ask my readers to do themselves a favor … Think of it as Dulce’s gift to you. Open your minds – see REAL love – witness in honest ways and without prejudice that which is love in whatever form it takes. When you view others and those they love – those they would do anything for then in honor of Dulce and to make your life better, understand that is the glory of G-d here present among us!

 

R.I.P.   Dulcinea “Dulce” Prevost … Thank you for your presence in all our lives. We who love your dear Mom Mary Frances will look after her for you – you can find comfort now among the angels!

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December 29, 2013

Year End – 2013 – Review

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

photo-3As each year has seemed in my REALLY complicated and interesting life, so too has been 2013 full of amazing happenings. This year has seen new home, success in ventures, books finally readied for publishing and quiet – don’t tell those often referenced delusional lie telling miscreants – feminist husband and I deciding on growing our family even further. Achievements and REAL concrete plans to right wrongs in the upcoming years a great comfort as well … more on that soon. Additions of friends and colleagues – more what we like to think of as extended family – has lessened our burdens and made possible that which we sought to accomplish both legally and in other venues now possible. Vague I must remain but trust me that 2013 has seen REAL and definitive actions that now open a glorious path for myself and my family. My blessings truly are a cup runneth over scenario … an embarrassment of riches is often how I describe my life. Having known REAL sorrow and loss, I remain fully aware  of what is of REAL importance and as such savour the moments of love and companionship each and every day has brought me this past year. There have been heroes and demons present – the good always outweighing the bad in my life somehow … I have champions at the ready to protect and defend my honor. Both biological family that we consider REALLY related and others that for years and more currently make up our rather large and diverse amazing extended family bring joyous celebrations and a solid foundation that helps us thrive. Each day my associates call to not only arrange the day but to be sure I am not in need of their attentions. Thousands of personal friends and social media contacts express affection and support for me on nearly a daily basis – humbled am I by their efforts. Too grand a description are you thinking? No not nearly as mine is a story full of “Oh My” relationships and moments. As we end this year, I wish for all REALLY good people the same – may you too be blessed with the grace of G-d and as I have in my life, his angels here on Earth!

P.S. Year end is here – as such and as mentioned in each of my blog essays, my first book, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! will be announced in papers and more over the next few weeks, with where available [bookstores and online]. This book includes a biographical introduction, a selection of my blog essays that define what and who I REALLY am and a prolgue that details what publisher is calling “the big book”, Life Journey of Heiress Mommy, due out July 2014. ALL in each book has been well documented – no topic nor reference has not been reviewed for 100% veracity. Intrigued I hope – see you at book signing events and hoping you will be watching, listening and reading my upcoming media interviews!

September 19, 2013

Vacationing Reprobates

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Reprobates_-_Stress-EPrep·ro·bate  (rpr-bt)

n.

1. A morally unprincipled person.
2. One who is predestined to damnation.

adj.

1. Morally unprincipled; shameless.
2. Rejected by God and without hope of salvation
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The gathering of evil – the coming together by the singularity of hate, jealous envy and thievery – all and more represents those who only joined together from their shared lesser status to those they misrepresent. Such strikingly harsh tonality Tereza, you must be thinking. Not at all my dear readers … proven true by REAL facts and timelines, documentation and affidavit the creatures to be disdained and one might even say pitied have forged a truly unholy bond. Not unique I am afraid you must know – just read the history books to find other evil doers whose sole impetus was hate toward a more accomplished fellow. Interesting is that they seem amnesiac or delusional in forgetting the REAL and true time involvement and source verification that attest to their [at least for 3 I specifically reference here] hatred of one another … no REAL contact between the others as well – no indeed not until they joined together in a obvious pathological unity against that which made them nearly insane with angst.
The legality of gatherings where previous threats, slander, defamation and harassment have occurred entitles their victim to watchfulness … the question obvious is why the reprobates have chosen to bond in venue removed from their day to day dwellings. No “oh you are making far too much of these loser types taking a budget vacation together” will not REALLY suffice in light of cult activity for one, criminal vandalism of her offspring, posed and suggestive stalking by another, etc., etc., etc.. Add to this factor the constant overreach and ” thou think they protest too much” display of family, marriage and children certainly not nearly admirable in REAL terms. Well now, many have suggested serious mental health issues at play in this unseemly narrative.
The REAL reward for those that caused the reprobates to gather is truth and knowledge that these creatures seek only the the most “middle of middle” status, achievements and acquaintanceship. They are and will remain insulated in their origins and fellowship – never to be elevated nor a powerful force in this world. The simple faux attempts at grandeur or good deeds no more than a faint poseur accomplishment. As one dear attorney friend commented years ago as no offense to be taken but mere reality stated: “Who are these legally disowned/disinherited and shameful persons now choosing to associate with of any REAL worth or value – no one the obvious answer”. So yes I am being intentionally vague – oh not REALLY for those who read my regularly and surely those who know me personally are aware and informed me often, in full agreement, must realize who it is that  I accurately describe as reprobates. These loathsome types guise in communities as acceptable frequently for they have hidden their own REAL life narrative and somehow delude themselves into a comfort of pretense are in all our lives; I tell you to do as my husband and I have chosen – fight back, do not retreat or fear the lie tellers and the pretenders for your story I assure you is no less respectable and probably even more so, than these the REAL enemies of truth!

P.S. In my soon book Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! and follow up  Life Journey of Heiress Mommy all the REAL and very detailed true facts + documentation that will inform and enlighten the readers about my life exposure to disgusting reprobates, as well as G-d willing, offer tutorial that might spare you or at least help protect you from these horrors!

August 25, 2013

Mr. & Mrs. Eliasz-Solomon ™

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

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By now everyone knows my dear and most amazing husband legally took my last name and agreed our children do the same. Most have read or know personally the reasons were many … As our court application stated it was to honor my very special family, have our children carry that name and to permanently and legally distance ourselves from dangerous and vulgar persons my husband had the misfortune to once be related to. More about this in other blog essays and my upcoming books. I reiterate this fact to show that Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon ™ and I are REALLY one – united in all things now and forever. Both proud and determined feminist that willingly do as the L-rd instructed in forsaking all others for our spouses.

So it is that we live, love and even work together – created our own shall we say dynastic structure that has become inclusive to those wonderful and devoted REAL family, friends and colleagues supportive to our efforts. Important and instructive to state that our rather large world involved life also includes the mundane and very ritualized home life of prayer, family, work, exercise, travel, social events and such. Often exhausting but always rewarding are our busy days and nights. Of course, we were blessed with some worked for and a few unexpected opportunities like published books and proposed resulting movie and/or television venues – both of us tasking diligently in writing blog essays and more. Joined in all things as partners is the REAL source of our REAL success.

Undoubted is the fact that many of my dear readers and certainly those in my personal life are familiar with our REAL battles against those g-dless and even considered by professionals as dangerous. Triumphant we are and graced by protective people who join in the journey we two have been on toward REAL grandeur.

Look back over my previous blog essays to see many where I detail other historical couples that have persevered against evil and usurpers to reign happily. Not necessarily to be sitting on thrones or famous for achievements are all these pairings – for REAL family unity is equally a proven wealth when created against the tides of destructive forces. As always, I end too this blog essay with hope you will be instructed and inspired by my upcoming year (2013) book, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! and recently decided Summer 2014, Life Journey of Heiress Mommy. For along with my REAL and detailed life story, these will include the without question exemplary love story of Mr. & Mrs. Eliasz-Solomon ™ … So help me G-d!!!

P.S. If you Twitter, then please follow us  @MrMrs_EliaszSolomon ™  as well as our individual pages @MrES   and @MrsES !

May 28, 2013

Why My Dear Mama Thought Machiavelli Was Misunderstood!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

MachThe Socratic dialectic form that Machiavelli’s The Art of War  presents is often mistaken for a diatribe on brutish and pejorative direction concerning military actions within and among nations. Nothing of the sort  REALLY – as the ideal suggested is to be conditioned on fairness, inclusiveness and civility but not at the sake or risk of and to ones own well being. You see that like Machiavelli, my own quite erudite late Mother thought that the correct template for a life REALLY well lived. I often quip that my strength must surely be in part owed to being gestated by such an amazing clearly in charge woman. I and family, as well as friends who either knew personally this grand lady or simply have heard so much about her, all agree that which I act on daily would make her REALLY and deeply proud of me. I am humbled by any slight comparison to either of my parents – for theirs was a life REALLY lived with the fortitude of giants and the graciousness of angels. Now back to analysis of my Mama’s affection for Machiavelli and apparently that of our Founding Father Thomas Jefferson too ; this American hero kept a copy of Machiavelli’s tome in his library and referenced it often during our then young nation’s struggles against REAL enemies … good enough for him and Mother, then I must ask why not me and you dear readers as well?

We all know that retreat does not work. In my own life many who REALLY care sincerely and without selfish motive about me were of the thought that my husband and I ignore our often referenced in my blog posts nemesis. The thinking was that they would just wither and be defeated by their own loathsome character and REALLY insignificant lives. Oh no, I and  without any equivocation my husband knew better – for as my Mother thought, we do as well – one must reproach actively the enemy so hell bent on your destruction. For myself  and my dear husband, there was no clear reasoning to define the impetus from our attackers and definitely no REAL relationship or may I somewhat snobbishly put forth, conceivable realistic platform that these kind of people could ever be a part of my world – now I mean that yes in status, lifestyle choices, education and the class that is defined by not only material surroundings – oh no, but by the class that comes of REAL decency and finely evolved intellect. Machiavelli postulates that frequently it is without REAL cause and then minus retaliatory response that the lesser proceed against one better or of higher place within that society. Proof of all this for my personal recent battle was that at first my husband and I attempted ignoring these creatures we cared so little about – so unimportant to our life that it was made easier to be unconcerned with their ridiculousness. We then legally and carefully responded in writing  and through law enforcement, attorneys and Courts. Yet, even though it was without prompting from us, they began and continued what one of my advisers describes as a “reign of terror” against me and mine. Much hard and deliberate work by us and those supporting our battle thus began … detailed in other of my posts are the hours of meetings with attorneys, advisers, law enforcement and such, the saving and the constant documentation of each rant and threat, the legal actions in Court of disowning and disinheriting the related members of this group, etc., etc., etc.. With a specific and declaratory fashion [which included review by those advising us] we responded as much as defined to be reasonable to all social media lies, erroneous suggestions and threats/attacks by our enemies.  No choice was left open to us  – we worry that others so willfully attacked have neither the resources, energy or without equal, the devoted supportive community that we were blessed with to thwart such evil. For this among other reasons we are looking forward to making public our journey and G-d willing help those less able or fortunate than my husband and I , to do likewise in effort to protect themselves and family from what can in the end be aptly described as adult “bullying” – still not to be thought of than any less dangerous in mode nor contrast to physical attacks [which we were also concerned about as there were phone threats and vandalism involved, along with posturing on social media in REAL threatening styles]. On the advise of professionals, my husband and I developed REAL and concrete worries about the safety of ourselves, our children, homes and even pet Labrador and so much effort was given to making all secure. Of course, much more and REAL details about all this will be included in my memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! and in interviews and articles related to ongoing litigation – for now I plead that all of you take head to not be the victim – seek legal recourse and state your case wherever and whenever possible … in this you too will find REAL justice and peace and make my Mama in heaven REALLY proud!!!

P.S. Curious about my frequent use of REAL and REALLY? Well – you will REALLY understand once my books are published and subsequent interviews given – trust me, my darling readers and followers, it will give a guffaw moment or two, plus I hope, pause to understand that many among the multitudes are not REAL but merely usurper poseurs that will use their faux narrative to attempt demise of us REALLY honest and open types. Hmm …got you thinking about this – right?

May 19, 2013

Last Minutes That Matter Most!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

From the standpoint of eternity, there is hardly any difference between a “long” and a “short” life. Therefore, it’s not whether one’s life is long or short, but how one lives that is important. It is what we accomplish, the degree to which we develop our state of life, the number of people we help become happy—that is what matters.

— Daisaku Tkeda

Last moment blog photoMy life has been amazing – full of the most serendipitous blessings. So much so that my book publisher suggests that unlike other clients, my life REALLY is too full and interesting to accurately describe on the written page – at least too complex to contain in one book. For my publicist and other REAL advisers,  my  magnificently  busy  life  means “Oy Veh” type of much work to do in order to continue directing me toward a safe and happy place. As referenced in many of my previous blog posts, I have had much to be grateful for in life … many times it was material wealth, REAL love and friendship, experiences of travel and such. More important is the REAL and true connection to other people – the moments of tenderness and support, as well as, gaiety and joy. Sure much is made of almost “new age” feelings – blah, blah, blah for your fellow man but my words here are intended to invoke a REAL sense of worth in relationship to those minutes where the glory of ones existence is felt down to the core of your being.

I have shared in prior posts the multiple friendships G-d has blessed me with – the gal pals there through thick and thin – the guys who support me and I them through trial and tribulation. So grand are my relationships that I often feel almost other worldly and an almost divine presence in the magnificence of those in my life. Of course, there are the ups and downs – the lessening at times on account of this or that perceived – or should I say – misconceived – grievance. Still never am I without REAL glorified human companionship – no never – not a day has gone by since I can remember that one or more persons has not rallied to my defense or been there to guide and attend to my needs. Now mind you, this scenario has also included those who should have been there, suddenly been missing in action for one or another reason … still just when I felt daunted, another amazing person comes to be my salvation. An embarrassment of riches is mine in relationship categories – I am humbled before the L-rd with REAL and deep gratitude.

An openness and willingness to embrace those worthy of effort is paramount to expanding ones life circle. Equally important is being committed to REALLY helping those in your life – possibly even sacrificing at times in order to make good that which is bad in another’s life. If you read me regularly or certainly know me personally, then you are aware of those my dear husband and I have needed to battle against – on social media and in Court. These faux individuals who like many you probably know could never know REAL friendship nor have REALLY worthy relationships – they lie to others and to themselves over and over again. No my dear readers, a relationship based singularly on a means to attack a third party is both without quality and unhealthy [at best].  Sharing of REAL time and wealth makes for a solid base to grow, G-d willing, a life long bond – that which will sustain and bring both sustenance and REAL happiness throughout your lifetime. For me it has been multi layered  … even including folks I met through social media that not only became REAL friends but took it upon themselves to protect and shield me from enemies and interlopers. I told you mine is a almost other worldly life full of such gloried relationships – yes I tell you even casual social media acquaintanceship have rallied in my defense – many to go on to be [now] close friends. Lucky me I say and yet it is because I had – as my dear late wise Mother instructed – the eyes to see and open mind to know who was for me. My equally wise Father taught that a relationship is like a savings accounts with joint ownership .. at times one or the other deposits and at other times each or both make withdrawals and then there are those times when the process is unequal but still maintained.

The title of this post is “Last Minutes”  – I choose those words because for many years that was how I explained to those dear to me and the children in my life as a tutorial what is to be optimally the, shall we say, end game in life. Now I do not mean the feel good pop culture mantra “if only I spent more time ___, than at the office” cult like diatribe  Nope – I mean that along with all the other wonderful life experiences and achievements, you and I must attend well to the people in our life for in those last moments that is what will be of REAL meaning. So now to how I see the end game scenario – just this past week, I shared with two recent additional most amazing new friend colleagues in my life, as I have in the past with others, my life philosophy concerning this matter. It is that if G-d is so gracious to grant me a moment or two as I leave this life in order to contemplate my journey here, it will without doubt be thoughts of those I have loved – husband, children, friends, colleagues  – even pets and likewise of those singular moments when someone saved me – when a person in my life made that which was wrong and hurting, better and manageable. Those touches, words, gestures that inspired and comforted me in life will be that which is my last thought if I am lucky. If you are not religious nor believe in G-d’s REAL presence, as I do, then simply try to use REAL gratitude to define what your last conscious remembrance will and should be. I REALLY believe that if we live each and every day with that thought in mind, REAL value will define the day to day of living !!!

P.S. In my memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! I will share REAL details and names, places times of those persons and circumstances worth a “last minute” remembrance – for now, you know who you are  – at least I hope you do as I try to let each of you, in some way, know that is how grateful I REALLY am for your presence in my life, plus my promise to work each and every day to make your lives better too for my being in yours !!!

April 27, 2013

The REAL Links In Boston … continued.

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

REAL LinksLast week I wrote a post, ONLY As Strong As The Weakest Link! (24 April 2013) and left you with mention that I would further discuss why familial and community links REALLY do matter.  Yes, as I admitted before,  I am making the general personal but not without considered analysis. Those who read me regularly and certainly if you know me personally, are quite aware of just how egregious and serious such issues of connective interplay is in my and my husband’s daily life narrative. So much of what might be considered arbitrary to most, has become importantly addressed in our existence … concerns of safety paramount among the issues. Even attorneys and law enforcement – along with seasoned investigators – are struck shocked at the situations of vandalism, threats, theft, almost biblical levels of family betrayal and more that my and my husband have needed to thwart.

Links, chains, intertwined relationships and even DNA insinuate an interaction and responsibility that creates a circular presence. Children’s books teach the idea if this equals that, than that will mean another thing occurs … cause and effect are the base algorithms that define the fabric that creates or destroys an entity. So much of life is the “if only“, the “should and could haves” that a person often reflects on with regret and sorrow. Me – well I REALLY try to live so that although not without redress, there is little left unattended or pursued. So much of life is happenstance and serendipitous – frequently a simple matter of right or wrong place at a particularly opportune moment. Gloried tales of going into a store or restaurant and unexpectedly meeting your soul mate [my true story] abound and there are the tragic split second decisions that for one or another reason produce horrific tragedies. Whether by premeditated conscious decisiveness or the opposite of intuitive and unexplained reactions – all of life can turn on one decision or indecision some times. So this brings us to the Boston Marathon bombing a few weeks ago – a great deal of this tragedy was based on circumstances both consciously created by and accidentally initiated by we humans. Missed signals, ignored possibilities or deliberate actions were morphed in one singular fact of a national disaster – an act of terrorism and crime.

Immigrants arrive in America – the family Tsarnaev and the man from Costa Rica  Carlos Luis de Los Ángeles Arredondo. All seem to have promising futures in their newly arrived in country. Each progresses in effort to assimilate and succeed just as generation after generations of various ethnic groups and a multitude of nationalities have previously in the U.S.A.. No REAL problems or arisen reason for concern about any of these people – but, not all goes well and still nothing appears any way different a scenario than any citizen born here in that life narratives ebb and flow no matter the origins from which it began. For the Chechnya family there are admirable scholastic successes – their doctor Uncles financially and socially well placed. Stresses present a lessening of the trajectory toward the so called “all American” life and yet this is no different than others poorly arrived at choices – no different than my husband’s ex-wife’s 3 children criminally vandalizing our home, lies on their college/financial aid applications, high school terrorism threat charges, mental illness hospitalization, suspected recent [according to internet] involvement in retail theft, etc.. Whose to say that my nemesis continuing troublesome activities will not result in a further tragedy …. after all, one child at age 20, was already killed in what we were told was her Mother’s broken down van vehicle while traveling – no make that running away from what many believe was a bad home environment at her Mother and Step-Father’s home. There are so many other incidents that will be soon fully known through my book, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life!, trail and lawsuits media coverage and more that suggest possibility for REAL tragedy or at the very least REALLY failed lives for these enemies of mine. Suffice it to say, that the Boston Bombers were not all that different except for one or two [to date] circumstances than those who have harmed and threatened myself and my husband. What one incident made the REAL differences or could it be nothing more complicated than luck – pure and simple luck?

The other immigrant who became a U.S. citizen while protesting our involvement in Iraq is boldly proud to claim love for America …his son sacrificed fighting for it and the other so devastated by the death of his brother commits suicide. Carlos Arrendondo is at the Boston Marathon to honor our veterans, including his lost boy – trained by volunteering at the Red Cross, it is he who runs toward the injured and saves Jeff Bauman’s life  – this seriously injured man who looked into the eyes of the bombers was to later be an eye witness giving testimony to the FBI identifying the bomber he saw. What thread of interconnection – what coincidence or choice placed each there that day and what matter is it really? Surely Mr. Bauman cares little of the how or whys that placed a trained individual to stance his blood flow that day – without question grateful and probably further shaken when contemplating the if not for consequences. Predestination and free will are never REALLY separated in result, as there are without doubt part and parcel of each that creates the outcome.

Other links to the April 15th Boston tragedy are now coming to light – on 11 September 2011 3 Jewish men [Erik Weissman, Raphael Teken and Brendan Mess] were murdered in Boston and one, Brendan Mess, was the best friend of Tamerlan Tsarnaev. The Boston police now admit that for  whatever reason or lack of REAL investigatory effort, they dismissed these killings as drug related on account of the well established marijuana use by the dead men. Now and only after rethinking that conclusion on account of Tamerlan Tsarnaev being one of the two bombers, are they finally reexamining that case. Some have suggested prejudice was at play in law enforcement’s assumption – narrowing of their minds on account of life narrative, neighborhood where deaths occurred or perhaps antisemitism have left the families of the three murdered men begging for justice. Will that justice now be accomplished due to do one Tsarnaev brother being already dead and the other if not receiving the death sentence, then spending his entire life in prison? What moment one thinks makes the difference in life – a meeting, a friendship developed, a decision [which I myself have made] to train/run in a marathon – which and when is a choice thought simple grown into a life changing event? Not easy to answer and quite complicated to surmise – however we must give pause in contemplation, as the sages have for all time, as to which is in our human control and that significantly outside of our reasoned directive. Think of what links broken and which others made stronger have defined your biography – more importantly I suggest we all assert REAL effort to be sure the links that comprise our lives are those most likely to bring REAL joy and life affirmation to us all!

April 26, 2013

Art as Sports Metaphor or Vice Versa

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

One must always be careful
not to let one’s work be covered with moss.”

Marc Chagall

Art as sportsOne need have eyes to see, heart and soul to feel and an intelligent, open mind to comprehend – this is what I believe both art and sports demand of we the viewer, participant and consumer. Oh my, it has been a few week of horrors here in the United States and in many parts of the world this April 2013 and yet I found bliss in reading articles and attending – making plans and arrangements for coming exhibitions – art venues. Equally comforting was sports – reading about, viewing and definitely in the doing. As this Marc Chagall quotes suggest, we humans must not let the moss cover our work – be that which we create or do each day. Constant vigilance to not becoming complacent must rule the day in the face of all that confronts us and so with both art and sports there lies the chance to play in the game of life. The ancient Greeks produced many works of art that depict sports as a glorified life activity – surely that is a telling instruct that both disciplines elevate the human existence.

I was raised in a very eclectic family … busy, busy, busy bees were we – no  possibilities nor opportunities left to chance. As some of my other blog post explain no matter whether talented or championed in an activity, there was still value in the attempts and enjoyment in pursuit. So too with art and sports – guided toward giving all a try and to never deny ourselves the pleasure just because the struggle might be daunting. As such, I have and insist my children do as well, take full advantage of venues that allow participation and viewing in both the artistic and athletic worlds. In our REAL family and among many friends, careers in the arts have developed. I was fortunate to grow up – have as my best girl friends two sisters, more family in fact, that were talented artist … I was often the younger ones muse and proudly still display in my homes the works that I modeled for as her youthful accomplice. There are cousins who work in the fields of art and many friends who do likewise. Visiting museums all over the world has been one of my life pleasures and my husband and I subscribe to and attend both Sotheby’s and Christie’s auctions regularly. Why list all this for you my dear readers?  My reason is to suggest that like much in life, art is as sports – one needs to receive the pass to enjoy the pitch. Wow – a metaphoric directive indeed but only that which I truly believe important.

Growing up in Philadelphia allowed me to wonder the halls of many museums. In  fact, my previously mentioned young best gal pal and I as young teens made art museums our regular haunts – often we would wonder the floors of well known establishments, like the Philadelphia Art Museum and less famous, smaller off the beaten path places. I fondly remember our pretending to be that or another grand lady or fictional character in accordance with the art displayed and years later this same friend and I spent time in Switzerland and France going museum to museum large and small. A poignant aside is that in our early 20’s it was at this lifelong friend’s Painted Bride Philadelphia Art Show that I met my first [late] husband and of course, both she and her dear now deceased older sister were my bridesmaids less than one year later. My precious friend – a REAL artist who graduated University with Art Degrees and myself, with no such talents, equaled in enjoyment these shared art oriented activities. I believe my being able to do so was on account of being open to receiving that presented. How much of life can be defined by just such a sports metaphor – I think a great deal of what we humans define as missed or denied, is only those things we were not readied for or willing to accept as possibilities in our life. Far too often we hear people say, “Oh I am not good at that!” or  “That is just not for me!” – sad really as that then suggest the purview of much is only for the few.

Thrilling in my life is having the opportunity to go to many art events – well known and obscure, peruse catalogs and shops for purchases. Just as wonderful is going to a sports event – not always understanding either the game nor creation has ever caused a detour from my wanting to be there. No indeed, I feel a rightful place among those more skilled or learned. All should have the same confidence that expertise not a requirement for attendance at any event or occasion. Of course, pretense is not needed either – only simple awareness that all created is open to each of us, as long as respect is observed. I got the idea for this post when reading about and planning to visit exhibits of whom I consider a “life environment” artist, James Turrell. My husband and I hoping one day to have one of his light installation pieces in one of our homes, I decided to set out a plan for us to see one of his soon to be three museum shows. In my research I found him saying that which I always believed true, “Art is a completed pass. You don’t just throw it out into the world – someone has to catch it.“. Thrilling to me how exacting that statement is and not only for art or sports but for every single aspect of REAL living. In my memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! so much of what I hope to have my readers learn is that I REALLY knew how to catch those life opportunities – the passes thrown my way and how others can and should too!

Note: As I am sure my followers/readers have noticed by now, I use REAL and REALLY frequently in my post … that is, of course, deliberate and meant to be a pointed reference – one might say a hint aimed at those I reference so often as my husband and my nemesis. All will be clear in my book and accompanying interviews but for now, please know it is not without REAL reason that I denote much that way!!!

April 24, 2013

ONLY As Strong As The Weakest Link!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Thomas Reid’s Essays on the Intellectual Powers of Man in 1786. He states,
“In every chain of reasoning, the evidence of the last conclusion can be no greater than that of the weakest link of the chain, whatever may be the strength of the rest.”

broken-chainMuch repeated in many situations are the phrases, “Only as strong as the weakest link”  and  “Weak links sink ships!” – that verbiage can be easily morphed to many widely varied situations. Confidences not held private, members of those like my/my husband’s nemesis, THE REAL Evil Doers Club™ sharing private and often erroneous filled stories with danger vandal “cult” member types. Also REALLY dangerous are the slanderous, defaming and harassing lies those we titled The Miscreants™ attempted to promote and now comparable is that which this past month presented as a immigrant family was disseminated by two young men that maimed and killed for reasons of prejudice and their own falsely perceived notions and other ideas yet to be understood. Boston panicked and we in other U.S. cities remain fixated and frightened as we waited to know the who and the why of the Marathon bombing – no different I assure you then me and my husband anticipating the next egregious and hateful act our often referenced REAL enemies might attempt next. Yes, I many times make the general be personal … for is not REAL truth that which can be delineated from a larger circumstance that can also be easily made relevant to ones own life  – I tell you it can and should as an individual can glean many lessons and directives from understanding others plights.

In my own life those we faced were delusional in posture and tonality, with obvious disassociation from their own evil deeds and for the most part no address to reality. As with any weak link in a structure, keeping in contact with or maintaining a relationship with persons hell bent on destructive behavior – whether a family, corporation, program or community – is a certain “slippery slope” to disaster.  As I have written about in other posts, too often a false sense of propriety or that which some faux societal dictate suggests as legitimate leaves one in a less than desirable position. We all have heard and read stories about people destroyed – even killed – on account of not acting in their own best interest. No matter if financial or status or actual physical demise, letting some false sense of what is acceptable direct you can often lead to the most horrible of outcomes. Action and vigilance is required – a REAL sense of honest bravery and faith in your own ideals a must to guarantee the proper outcome and REAL life narrative. Nothing rogue or unique in my and my husband’s life plan … we are rather privately conservative in fact; our REAL family structure consists of an organized and prioritized format – many tasks, goals and involvements of career, family, social and professional activities equaling a REALLY full life. However, this is a paramount instruct: we will not allow those deliberate in attack to our core values to remain near or a threat. As political Liberals, we see an openness in society in the democratic form as magnificent – that does not also hold as a possibility in our personal life. I am fond of quipping that the Constitution ends at my front doors – we do all 100% legally in every way but we and only we [with G-d’s guidance] decide the process and outcome of our destiny.

In my memoir Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! I will fully detail and explain how my husband and I made a conscious and well studied decision to distance ourselves – cut permanently any connection to those we found immoral and corrupted – also dangerous to our well being. Some might think it extreme to have legally disowned and disinherited “family” members – others could consider it unseemly that my genealogist husband erased from all ancestry records these loathsome creatures but my tutorial here is that it was neither extreme nor without REAL cause. Just like the decent and quite accomplished Uncles, Ruslan & Alvi,  of the alleged Boston Marathon bombers, my husband and I  made a decision to never allow our REAL family to be sullied or further victimized by those we deemed less than worthy of a familial relationship. Vandalism, threats, lies, slander, harassment and still being investigated other civil and possible criminal activities left us no choice and so I instruct [as I have in other blog posts] that none of you reading this must allow others preconceived notions as to form and function of family decide your choice or limit your path. I ask each of you to be sure that no weak link destroys and makes less you, your family, your community or nation.  My wish for REALLY good people is that you find, as my husband and I have been blessed with:  the worthy people, those decent and loving, supportive people that strengthen you and empower your life plans !!!

… To Be Continued, in a future blog post:  … “The Links in the Boston Marathon Bombing

April 18, 2013

Happy Birthday to My REAL Superman !!!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)
HappyBirthdayHubbyAs Beyonce sings and I believe Mrs. Carter feels – I do as well
for my April Birthday Superman, to my husband, I say:

“You Are My Rock”

Oh oh oh I, oh oh oh I
[Verse 1:]
If I wrote a book about where we stand Then the title of my book would be “Life with Superman” That’s how you make me feel I count you as a privilege This love is so ideal I’m honored to be in it I know you feel the same I see it everyday In all the things you do In all the things you say

[Chorus:]

You are my rock Baby you’re the truth You are my rock I love to rock with you You are my rock You’re everything I need You are my rock So baby rock with me I wanna kiss ya, feel ya, please ya just right I wanna touch ya, love ya, baby all night Reward ya, for all the things you do You are my rock I love to rock with you I love to rock with you Oh oh oh I

[Verse 2:]

If I were to try to count the ways You make me smile I’d run out of fingers Before I run out of timeless things to talk about Sugar you keeps it going on Make me wanna keep my lovin strong Make me wanna try my best To give you what you want and what you need Give you my whole heart, not just a little piece More than a minimum, I’m talking everything More than a single wish, I’m talking every dream

[Chorus:]

You are my rock Baby you’re the truth You are my rock I love to rock with you You are my rock You’re everything I need You are my rock So baby rock with me I wanna kiss ya, feel ya, please ya just right I wanna touch ya, love ya, baby all night Reward ya, for all the things you do You are my rock I love to rock with you I love to rock with you Oh oh oh I

[Bridge:]

If there’s options I don’t want them They’re not worth my time Cause if it’s not you, oh no thank you I like us just fine You’re a rock in the sand You’re a smile in a cry You’re my joy through the pain You’re the truth through the lies No matter what I do I know that I can count on you

Oh oh oh I, oh oh oh I

[Chorus:]

You are my rock Baby you’re the truth You are my rock I love to rock with you You are my rock You’re everything I need You are my rock So baby rock with me I wanna kiss ya, feel ya, please ya just right I wanna touch ya, love ya, baby all night Reward ya, for all the things you do You are my rock I love to rock with you I love to rock with you

Oh oh oh I, oh oh oh I

I wanna kiss ya, feel ya, please ya just right I wanna touch ya, love ya, baby all night Reward ya, for all the things you do You are my rock I love to rock with you I wanna rock with you

Five years my junior – good looking, REALLY smart, sexy, sweet and kind and much more – all apt descriptions of my husband, Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon.  On 20 April 2013 my man turns 54 years young – happily he and I anticipating his now most important later in life role as proud father to our / his only children.  For him – for us both – new chapters of our shared and REALLY blessed life have just begun … no REAL plans for retirement but instead new ventures, growing family, grand excursions and most importantly, REAL love. We have been on the most amazing shared life journey for nearly ten years and now we begin an even more spectacular joined effort – as we two set off to enjoy tasks and endeavors not even thought possible when we married 29 November 2003, after having only known each other three months.

My husband is many wonderful things – he has a Masters Degree in Computer Science, was a well known Data Architect, a business owner, is a widely respected genealogist who translates many languages, a devoted husband, father and friend – he is also one of my editors and Web designers – helping my blog be perfected and working with me to be sure my publisher produces my book, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life ! in the appropriate manner. My husband is a REAL feminist – proof is his having legally taken my last name/have our children do the same and being my equal co-partner in all our newly formed professional ventures. My sweetheart is an amazing caretaker – home and hearth made better by his overseeing – even though glad to soon not be needing to, he can cook, bake, tidy up and look after quite well children and pets – even alone completely stunningly capable.

Somewhat sad is that except for a few dear cousins, my husband’s biological family are anything but impressive. If you follow me regularly and for certain if you know us personally, then you are aware of just how evil and useless my dear man’s relatives mostly are. In fact, he decided to legally disown and disinherited all of them in order to create REAL distance and much needed security for us. I joke that if not for the few decent and well educated distant cousins from his side that I have grown to love and admire, I would believe my husband was adopted – he being so much better than and uniquely different than his immediate biological family members. Happily, I have given him the family he always dreamed of, desired and deserved on account of his REAL goodness. The level of decency and unbounded generosity I have seen my husband demonstrate over our years together has astonished me – always eager to help and share with those in our REAL family and what we consider “extended family” – they are our dear, REALLY loyal and always devoted to us, friends and colleagues. Why even those in our employ are something we agree as being needed to be paid and benefited generously; my husband  like my own beloved late Father, always anxious to include those who service us well in that group we show kindness toward.

Unfortunately, as with many of my husband’s fine character, some thought his patient largess meant weakness  Oh my, were they surprised when my husband insisted on and pursued lawsuits and law enforcement investigations against those nemesis I often reference in my blog posts. Odd is the fact that these loathsome creatures seem a bit confused – thinking it me singularly determined to defeat their evil deeds. Of course, as I am a Jew and my husband Catholic – these antisemitic losers expressed that as explanation. Almost a compliment that they seem to also think me a female  Svengali  –  quite hilarious actually if you know my strong willed husband. Still I admit he and I have a REAL unified partnership – biblical in that we “forsake all others” for our marriage – our union as husband and wife a most serious foremost presence in our lives status. No man nor woman can ever put us asunder. Husband and I have each been the others savior and hero  …  taking turns as needed to rescue and defend against all enemies the other. G-d must have found REAL favor in bringing us together and we are both filled with daily REAL gratitude for that happenstance.

My apology for again having to remain limited in sharing all the REAL and full and very interesting facts of our meeting and life together. The soon to be filled lawsuits, ongoing law enforcement investigations against/of our nemesis – plus my book contractual obligations prevent my anxious to tell psyche from detailing further just now. You must trust me that ours is an amazing and glorious story – filled with definite OMG moments. Most close friends and advisers belly laugh, guffaw and sit in rapt attention as they learn of our REAL life narrative and assist us in establishing our abundantly blessed future. Suffice it to say – our REAL love story will make a great book and, if rumor is true, a worth seeing film. For now, may I not so humbly suggest that you avail yourself of my life partner’s blog –  http://mikeeliasz.wordpress.com. You can thank me later!!!

P.S. Happy & Blessed Birthday dear husband … I give thanks to G-d for your presence on Earth, here with me and remain eternally grateful that you choose me to be your wife. Wishing you many, many more years of life – then eternal bliss in shared union with me!!!

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