Folly Beach Dances – Reflections on a book launch party

May 1, my husband and and I, released our ‘healing’ coffee table Folly Beach Dances for purchase on the book’s official website Beach Dances.  May 4, we kicked off with a IMG_0073book launch party and celebration at Grand Opera House in St. Charles, Missouri.

Our ‘healing’ coffee table book, Folly Beach Dances, combines our love affair with Folly Beach, South Carolina, along with lyrical movements and universal beauty – expressed through dance names. It tells the story of sandpipers, babies, dogs, and yes, even structures moving in infinite rhythm.

Literary interpretations from five award-winning women authors, including us, accompany our photographs of Folly Beach.

Diagnosed with lymphoma in June 2012, I’m donating 10 percent of every book sale to the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. Debbie Kersting, Leukemia and Lymphoma Society’s Gateway Chapter Director, has written the foreword for the book.

Sunday night was beautiful.

Friends, and family wore the colors of sand, sea and sky.IMG_0184 Ashley Delgado

The sweet vocals of Ashley Delgado mixed with the acoustic musings of Chris Griffith, guitarist extraordinaire.

The three food tables were a cornucopia of sorts. Chocolate-covered almonds, sesame-honey coated cashews, coconut macaroons were a few of the dessert delectables.  Cheddar bay biscuits, prosciutto wrapped mozzarella, and kalamata olives provided sustenance.  Friends arranged the tables for Russell and I, so we could focus on the event.

IMG_0015White tablecloths draped with weathered gray and sandalwood hued napkins complimented the white and caramel-colored candles under glass hurricanes, and balloon bouquets hung from the ceiling and rails.

The speakers for the night – Representative Bryan Spencer, Wentzville district; Deborah Marshall, Warrior Arts Alliance; Kristy Makansi, Treehouse Author Services, and of course, Debbie Kersting, Gateway Chapter Director of the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society.

Kris Makansi (Tree House), Russell, me, Deb Kersting (LLS), Deb Marshall (WAA)

Kris Makansi (Tree House), Russell, me, Deb Kersting (LLS), Deb Marshall (WAA)

Contributing Authors Pat Wahler, Patt Pickett, Mary Horner and Tina Solomon read a selection of their poems, accompanied by appropriate photographs projected on the wall behind them.

I spoke about the book’s mission, and how important it is to take care of yourself.  There were tributes to friends Rick Wheeler, diagnosed with follicular lymphoma, and friend Dave Reed, who’s overcome Histocytic Sarcoma, a deadly cancer.

And finally, as the program came to a close, Russell and I called Debbie Kersting back up to turn over our donation to the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society.

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There were many door prizes – the book, greeting cards (photos from the book), sparkling juices, and even a black pearl bracelet from the Caribbean.

Friends shared how touched and moved they were by the entire evening, and gave big hugs, kisses, and “I love you’s.”  And even one couple whispered in my ear, “We made a donation to the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society this evening.”

Russell and I hoped we made a difference by hosting the book launch.

It’s not really about the book, it’s about the people.

The people you meet at your local Starbucks, the people you’ve known forever, the friendships you forge, the family life time relationships, those you’ve made a difference in their lives, and loved ones that have passed on.

And when you think about it, everybody’s got something.  Physical ailments, issues, hard times, relationship troubles. Isn’t it true?

This book is dedicated to dreamers, the beach lovers, the dancers, the Mom’s and Dad’s, Folly Beach residents and all those with ailments – everywhere.

It’s meant to be a book of self-hope and positivity.

So when you got out into this big fat beautiful (sometimes cruel) world, remember to dance!

It’ll make you feel real good.

Love and Peace and All That Stuff,

Sheree

 

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Ocean Spirit Photography

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Some of you may know, I’m also a freelance photographer for a few major publications.

If you haven’t had a chance, check out our pics by clicking on Ocean Spirit Photography facebook page,  or click ‘like’ on the column to the right of this post.

As a matter of fact, I’m teaching a workshop today called “Every Picture Tells a Story” to veterans with PTSD at the Jefferson Barracks VA Hospital in St. Louis.  I’ll recap last week and today’s class, and post highlights on my blog in a few days.

Hubby and I delved into underwater photography about ten years ago.  Add to that, our experience with landscapes, nature, and people.

We love what we do, and cherish meeting new people along the way.   If you sit and observe your surroundings, you’ll discover the coolest (or scariest) things about individuals.

On assignment on Eleuthera in 2011, we found a picturesque harbor while driving along the ocean road at Tarpum Bay.  While snapping photos of the weathered dock, the seagulls, and an elderly woman scaling fish, I heard a voice from behind.  As I turned around, a local woman clothed in dirty shorts, a tank top, wearing dusty sandals, scowled at me.  Shaking her label-less bottle filled with a caramel-color liquid, she declared, “I’ll have you deported!”

Of course, it was the Bahamas, and what she said really didn’t make sense, but I still have that image of what she was wearing, the location, and her demeanor forever etched in my head.

So, you see, every picture does tell a story.

Please enjoy the Ocean Spirit Photography galleries.  If you like what you see, we’d love to have you as a follower.

Feel free to follow my blog and comment, too.  I love new followers.

I am unique.

It was recently suggested that I decide on a ‘brand’ for my book of inspirational essays with lyrical introductory photos of which I am seeking representation.  As I pondered this idea, I’m not sure if I came up with a solution.

I am certain of who I am and what makes me unique..

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I love taking long walks on the beach, and searching for shells.  The motion and harmony of the people, nature, and the waves, stir up feelings I can’t explain.

The great rush of water on my neck, arms and legs as I jump giant stride off a diving platform in the deep blue gives me the biggest adrenalin rush.

I cherish all animals big and small – from the tiniest dragonfly in the last stages of life to the ten foot Caribbean reef shark I encountered while diving in the Bahamas with my husband.

There are no bad days at the beach.

Family is important, especially since mom and dad have passed on.  I love my brother and cousins unconditionally, and my Aunt Georgia, the matriarch of our family.  They never cease to amaze me.  I call my husband’s family my own.

I love the feel of a horse’s coarse mane running through my fingers, and their soulful eyes.

Interacting with people and developing relationships is important to me.  My long time friends and I have experienced life together – laughing, crying, analyzing.

I’ve weathered tropical storms. Island people have threatened my deportation.  I’ve endured traveler’s diarrhea.  I’ve picnicked on unsuspecting homeowners lawns.  I’ve been called names by little girls in the Turks and Caicos, and even flown over the Atlantic Ocean in a seaplane during a thunderstorm.  And I wouldn’t trade any of it.

There are no bad days at the beach.

My three-legged cat boy, my butter-eating black cat diva, and my neurotic Aussie Shepherd give me endless pleasure, comfort and laughter.

I enjoy learning about my ancestors – through Uncle Willie’s Farm, or through an online ancestry registry that leads me closer to my father’s heritage in Lithuania.

If I couldn’t travel, I would shrivel up like a prune.

My transportation modes have been many – helicopters, planes, trains, automobiles, golf carts, hobie cats, bogie boards, canoes, kayaks, live aboards, dive boats, cruise ships, and mask, fins and snorkel.  Faraway and familiar places are countless, and the memories are enough to last ten lifetimes.

I believe you can’t write a story without snapping a photo.  Pictures make the best memories.

I love that I married my best friend.

And there are no bad days at the beach.Image