Friday, January 30, 2015



In this WB5 News Segment in San Diego the producers had me go to a local shopping mall. They televised my reading random people. In this picture an older man stopped and frowned at me. His particular mustache shape indicated someone who would be 'stoic' on the outside but a 'marshmallow' on the inside. I said this to the couple, and he burst out laughing. And she nodded "Yes!"


       On a local News Show (KUSI) I was a frequent visitor. The two news anchors are
asking me about a current political race and who what the faces of the candidates say about
their personalities. One such Show, taken from morning News talks about Obama and
his strengths as President. For anyone interested that Show appears on youtube.com along with twenty other ones on various topics from Romance, Careers, Management, Soul Age, Spiritual Development and even one on What Freckles Mean!




     Years ago Luara Buxton and I did about 20 Shows on a morning talk Show San Diego favorite called, "InSide San Diego." About once a month I'd show up discussing a different topic. It was always amazing to me when someone would recognize me from the Show and want their Face 'read.' I'd be in the Von's frozen food section of a different town near-by, and mothers would bring up their children for me to read their faces. It's fun to do something that is accurate, helps families understand each other better, and brings more self-awareness!



         Years ago there was a national TV Show called "Essentials" featured on The Learning Channel. Here I am doing a live Face Reading with an audience member I've never met. Everyone was excited, and the Sessions were great fun! On a similar Show, reading live studio members, (Tammy Faye Show), an older man came up, and his ear was very big on the bottom 2/3. This is the facial feature for someone who goes camping and fishing. So, I asked him if he did this every week-end, and he nodded "YES" to the amazement of the audience!




This is from one of the TYRA BANKS Shows on Face Reading. It was a great thrill to go to New York and be with her various times on her Shows. To see the Videos of these, please go to youtube.com OR the Home Page on this site. In our Shows I analyzed her face "What Tyra's Face Says" and also discussed Romance "(S)he lies on Dates." In another one, I was on a Guest Panel of expert who answered questions from studio audience members.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015



     One of the TYRA BANKS Shows we did in New York. Great fun! 

       If you are interested in seeing some of the Videos (75 national/local TV shows include:
"Home and Family" HALLMARK TV, TYRA BANKS,  NBC Nightly News, The Learning Channel, The Young and the Restless, InSide San Diego, KUSI, FOX 5, KGTV, please go to the Home Page of this website and Click on "Television." On youtube.com, there are currently about 3/4 of a million viewers watching the 20+ videos I have recorded there. Topics include: "Romance - Is (s)he the one?" "Tyra's Face - What does it Say?" "Freckles! What do they mean?" "President Obama's Face" "The Career you were Born to do!" "(S)he lies on Dates" "Dangerous Facial Features - How to Date Safely on the Internet" "The Faces of the Saints" "How to Spot a Cheater" "Live Studio Audience Face Readings" "How to Read 'Soul Age' " "Children's Faces."





     Thank you so much for following my Blog! I'm writing to let everyone know that my (brown) book, Face Reading - How to Know Anyone at a Glance is available NOW in PDF/IPAD format $20 Internationally on www.facereading1.com OR for US orders only  Amazon.com $25 paperback.
Also, available are two NEW PDF's on "Romance - How to Know if (s)he is the ONE" and "Career - What is the Career you were BORN to do?" for $12/PDF format (only.) See the Home Page area of this site under Books.
     This little book above has now gone all over the world! - Costa Rica, England, Denmark, Switzerland, Spain, Netherlands, France, Australia, New Zealand, Germany, Finland, Sweden, and on. And I so appreciate the enthusiastic responses to the Face Reading!
    And for anyone who wishes to get a Personal Individual (Couples) reading with me, I do these now on Face Time and Skype Internationally for $100 (or in US for $60 - Romance OR Career/ or $100 US for in-depth reading.) Please refer to this website's Home Page to enter your information so I can phone you!
    Take care,
    Barbara

Monday, January 26, 2015

Face Reading - How to Date Successfully from the Internet

Single? Dating on the Internet? Face Reading will give you the short-cut keys to know if you are romantically compatible with the person you are dating!

     Face Reading is a 2,000 year old system of understanding a person's character from his or her Facial Features. Every feature has at least three psychological meanings for someone who has it, and in Face Reading - How to Know Anyone at a Glance, (my brown book on this site for $20-$25) I  look at over 150 features and give their psychological meanings. Also, the PDF on "Romance" outlines specific features to look for in an ideal mate ($12 on this site).
       A news anchor, Laura Buxton, once told me, "If only I had know about you when it came to men, I could have saved myself a lot of grief!"

The LIPS and the CHEEK areas will show the degree of feeling and personal warmth your date will be able to give you. Here are some Cheek and Lip types and what they mean!

Cheek Types:
ROUND CHEEKS - warm, loving, caring, big heart
 
FLAT CHEEKS - might be more mentally oriented, analytical, slow to express intense emotions
 
HIGH CHEEK BONES - loves to travel, wants to be self-employed, high spirited

Lip Types:
LARGE, WIDE MOUTH - (Pres Obama) generous, affectionate, warm hearted
 
TINY MOUTH - (Henry 8th) self absorbed, has rich fantasy life, may be dangerous to cross swords with
 
THIN UPPER LIP, BIG LOWER LIP - person who takes in information and doesn't gossip, good with personal confidences
 
HUGE LOWER LIP - (Elvis) sensual, sultry
 

It's important to look at the whole face and combine all the features together. The above gives only general meanings.  Check out my 75 TV Shows on YouTube.com, or follow me on Twitter or Facebook ("Face Reading - Barbara Roberts")
(c) Copyright, February 1, 2012. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.



Friday, January 16, 2015

Letter from a Face Reading client

     "Since the last time we spoke, I feel like that I have been transformed for the better.  Your session was very helpful to me. 
      I've not yet met that special someone However, I am very positive that I will and it will happen  but until then I was hoping if we can do a session together. I was greatly helped the first time we spoke and you provided valuable insight to me regarding myself and my life direction. I have worked on myself since the last time we spoke mainly changed my thinking to become very positive. My family and myself love this change in me.. I want to know so much more about me and how I can get connected with my sub conscious."

Monday, January 12, 2015

Face Reading Short Story...Inspiring....



“Choosing a Man of Destiny”

          In a distant territory the elders of a court were gathered around the bed covers of their dying king. His elderly wife bathed his hands and gently massaged his feet to comfort the aged ruler in his last moments. The monks sat near-by praying with deep devotion that God guide their beloved king to the highest realms of the Heavens. Outside the marble towers, the king’s army had heard the rumor of his immanent passing, and the young, buck warriors were already fighting for supremacy and boasting of their personal prowess and lioness strength.
          “I’m the best.” “I am the strongest.” “I deserve to be king.” “I will be the next ruler.” “Fight me for the throne.” Restless echoes of jostling male egos and a surfacing panic created a deep turmoil in the peaceful realm.
          “A new beginning must come now. Against our will, our noble king lies dying, and we don’t know how to replace him. Finding a monarch so loving and devoted to his people will not be an easy task,” said one of the older ministers.
As the royal one took one last surrendered breath, the assembled ministers and holy monks knelt in prayer. “Lord, who has given our nation this very righteous leader, do not forsake us for our worldliness or ignorance. We ask that in your Divine mercy you help us to choose our next ruler so that our people might continue in peace and prosperity.”
One of the wisest and most trusted of the king’s ministers was a mystic named Acara. Clear of avarice and sympathetic to all people, he was the mentor and guide for the younger ones. The king had loved him the most, because he could lean on him heavily for advice. Even the monarch, who had possessed clarity beyond most mortals, knew that one still needs true friends and advisors who speak frankly and could not be bought.
Acara spent subsequent days and weeks walking the rural market places and busy streets of his country so that he might assess the changing emotions and energy of his people. He prayed continually that he might be guided to a predecessor for the king, who would be fearless, brave, and kind. One morning after prayers, an unusual intuition came to him. All of nature marks creatures by patterns. The black widow spider’s red back is different from the house spider’s brown. One is dangerous, the other helpful.  One snake is poisonous, the other helps the gardens. One knows this by the markings of features. If nature makes this so apparent, what of the faces of men? Could there be facial markings that appear consistently in great souls? Facial features that marked a man for a powerful Destiny?
 Long and many years had Acara studied the face of his beloved king as he listened to him, advised him, and was his friend. He had lovingly memorized the monarch’s every line, crease and feature. The thought came to him that nature herself might show him how to find a man of Destiny if he could remember all the facial features of the monarch and those he had seen in foreign kings and noble statesmen. And here was the list he wrote:

          Long earlobes, thick and large
          Noble brow – eyebrows round and full
          Large, wide forehead that was clear of blemishes
          Eyes which radiate kindness and nobility
          Full cheeks of rounded softness
          Strong teeth which were evenly spaced
          Large, wide jaw, which was both powerful and fearless
          Balanced lips that naturally upturned at the edges
          Large ears like an elephant
          Mouth that smiled and love to laugh
          Clear eyes that saw all, yet were not petty
          Thick, full hair that shown with radiant health
          Open, upper ear rim that was perfectly shaped
          Large, inner ear hole that allowed sound to enter easily
          Forward chin for bravery

          “And so here is what I must look for.” Acara put down his pen, “It matters not if this man be a merchant, forest dweller or wealthy prince. These facial features reveal greatness of character. So his background, color, or position in life will not matter. I will keep an open mind that God and nature herself might guide me.” And so he stood up, put his water and scanty food into his pack and started his long journey.
          Acara walked for days and months meeting and looking at hundreds of men – farmers, merchants, monks, great archers, and cunning warriors. Yet none possessed the facial features from his list. When he had almost given up his quest, a traveler told him of a hut in the woods where there lived a saintly man named Narada. Without stopping to rest or even taken his evening meal, Acara directed his footsteps into the forest.
          The minister reached the hut quickly and was greeting warmly by the young Narada. Tired, but excited from his travels, Acara looked deeply into the face of the young man as he searched for the facial features of Destiny. Mentally he checked them off one by one. Narada had them all. Acara sighed and gave inner thanks that his journey for a new ruler might at last be at an end.
So excited was he, that the minister immediately blurted out his request, asking Narada to come rule the country. Unlike others Acara had met who were only too eager to take the throne, (but for the wrong reasons), Narada was taken aback by the request. He raised both his hands in the air to push away the offer.
          “Honored minister,” Narada began, “I know nothing of ruling a kingdom. I am not trained in the art of politics or dealings with nations. I am a simple man - at one with nature. You need a great warrior or a man who has mastery over delicate words to lead your people. I do not possess the skill or power to maneuver those who wish for power, prestige or wealth. I would lose my way and be of little use to your citizens. Ask the Divine One to guide you to one more suited to your needs.”
          The white cloaked elder bowed his head before the clear humility of the younger soul, “Narada, we have seen warriors and men of verbal adeptness. Through centuries we have seen them rise and fall, unable to sustain our people’s love. Our court looks now for a ruler with a pure heart. For we have learned that a king rules as he lives.  
        "We need a man of holiness even if he is untrained in the webs of politics and contract negotiations. For despite the restlessness or worldliness of our people, they know when a monarch loves them. They know when a man is centered in God. For he is just, kind and fair. His calmness in decisions of court goes beyond his emotions or personal opinions. He rules with a generous hand. He holds nothing back from his heart.
          “The young ones among us must see this altruism lived out or they will completely forsake the ways of their elders. And the elders, whose bodies have become frail, must see the embodiment of their struggles and dreams carried out by a worthy successor. Our kingdom must be ruled by a man of inner greatness. Again, my lord, we offer you our kingdom to rule. Please do not refuse us. I beg of you.” With that Acara put his staff down and sat on the near-by rock.
          Narada became quiet and thoughtful as he paced in front of his thatched cottage door. He turned his mind to God and quiet, deep introspection. “Acura, my respected counselor, let me offer your food and drink before we talk of this. Come. Lie down on the cot within my house that you might rest after your long pilgrimage. You must be very weary.”
          Acura followed Narada into the simple one room dwelling to sleep and rest. Narada put cool cloths on the elder’s forehead and gave him the choicest delicacies from the fruit trees. The family of deer outside drew closer to the hut where their friend Narada resided. The forest peacefully rested on into the night, the big and important question of ruling a country absorbed into the sound of crickets and cool stillness of a full moon. Narada lay down on a mat near the bed where his new friend, Acara, lay sleeping. He felt for this old man whose only goal was the safety and protection of his people - a minister whose whole body and life span had been given up in service to guide and inspire the young, the old, the sick, the weak, and even the powerful.
And the young man asked for inner guidance about this issue of ruling a kingdom. In his secret heart he brought to flower the real reason that kept him back from the great honor, which at any juncture might become a great burden. Narada reflected, “What if I lose my way in the myriads of court intrigues, jealousies or maneuverings? I have no footing to keep me resolute in seeking goodness. What if I lose myself in the outer desires for wealth, power or restless longings? There could be no greater pain to my heart than to lose the inner communion I now feel.” With that thought he put his head to his mat and fell asleep.
He rose in the morning to make food for his friend and draw cool water from the well for their baths and refreshments. As he took down the metal pot for brewing the leaves from the trees, a new insight came strongly through his consciousness.
“What have I done to serve my land?” he asked himself, “I am young and strong. Though I am not perfect or trained, I am willing. I am willing to serve and give to the very limits of my physical strength and stamina. At least I can go and make my supreme effort to bring forth good. I will let go of my personal worries about my unworthiness and lack of skill. I will go with an attitude of conquest, service, and willingness to learn.”
 He prayed out loud in the still air, “Lord, purify my heart that I might serve them in strength.”
          With his new resolution and heart wide open to his new life, he stepped outside into the forest stillness. As if nature’s response was spontaneous and caressing, the talkative birds came to land on his shoulders. They began singing their joyous melodies. The mother and baby deer emerged from behind the bushes to gently lick his hands and to let him stroke the ears of the baby. Even the leopard, which always remained hidden by night and by day, came unabashed before Narada to say good-bye. The brown garden snakes lifted their heads as they approached the quiet hut of their friend. All nature came to love him and wish him well. He knew in his heart that this was God’s way of guiding him.
          When Acara opened his eyes, Narada was sitting next to him with a banquet of forest delights for the guest’s morning nourishment. Fresh coconut juice from the trees, the softest and sweetest of mangoes, calming teas and honey, and perfectly cooked rice and lentils. Acara’s worn cloak had been washed and dried by the sunlight. And near Narada’s leg was a wooden bowl of special oil so that he might wash and rub the elder’s feet before the long trek back to the capitol.
The older minister, who had rarely received such personal service during the course of his travels, was touched and humbled. He said within his heart, “By your actions, Narada, you have shown me that I have chosen the right one to lead our people. Even in the midst of a personal challenge, you have sought only for my comfort, not your own. This will surely forebode well for our nation.” And he reached out his sun baked hand to bless Narada’s head.
After the morning prayers and food, Narada addressed the older man, “Great sir, I am moved by the offer you made me yesterday to rule our kingdom. I know that my background is unworthy of this honor. However, I am willing. I ask that God give me the Grace to move forward and be a strong, compassionate leader for your people. I ask that you and the other elders guide me through the intricacies of court life as I strive to do my best for you. I will go back with you. If I can be of genuine service to you and your nation, I will stay as long as you need me. If at any time you feel that I have lost my usefulness, please bring me back to this simple hut in the forest. And I will be content.”
And with that he packed his sparse belongs into his sack. The birds spread the good news through the trees. Hundreds of curious citizens gathered along the paths to greet the new king. Men held their children above their shoulders so that the little ones might see. Women dropped flowers in front of his feet on the dusty roads to the capitol. The young Narada ruled wisely for many years. He was just and fair in his court rulings over disputes. He cared nothing for jewels, so he put all the wealth he received back into the farmers’ lands and the children’s education. The people loved him, and he became a legend as he led them into a time of unparalleled peace and prosperity.
          He ruled as he lived.

(c) Copyright, Barbara Roberts, August,  2013. All rights reserved.

         

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Romance Short Story - "MatchU4Love"

MatchU4Love Dating Service

Jason sighed. If this date was any more of a gold digger, she’d be sitting on his lap taking out his dental fillings. He really needed to change his “MatchU4Love” Profile on the “Income” line. Take off the “millionaire” entry. Yes, he owned his own company and was darn proud of it, but perhaps he shouldn’t advertise it on first dates.
Back at his desk he told Keri, his budget manager, that he’d be in “conference” and went in to reread his “Man on the Go Looking for Independent Woman” Profile title bar. “OK. Got to rework this one,” he mumbled. “I’ll leave the photo - after all, I’m tall, dark, and handsome – and humble.”
After fifty eight dates – women who were tall, short, blonde, brunette, red head, corporate investors, homemakers, childless, with children, rich, poor, he’d reached his limit for even a “man on the go.” Perhaps an image change? Perhaps a lobotomy.
He barely cleared Keri’s desk as he walked out of the office on his way to lunch. She looked up. Sensitive to every nuance of his walk, she inquired, “Bad day, eh, Jason?” They were attuned to each other not because they were steamy closet lovers at work, but because she was his sister. They’d been competing siblings over cookies and Mom, but now they had settled into harmonious bantering.
“Keri, I’m lost in this dating world. Help me! Help me! You are my only hope,” he did his best impersonation of Princess Leah talking to Obi-Wan.  His sister put down her Excel printout and looked into his very blue but sad eyes. “You know I read all the current women’s self-help books,” Keri began in the way only an older sister can totally bore a brother to tears.
He controlled his gag reflex. “SO?” He rolled his eyes indicating if he heard any more feminine psychobabble, he would ask God to reincarnate him as a turtle.
“Well, there’s this woman who went on Tyra Banks last month. Her name is Barbara Roberts, and she wrote a book called FACE READING – How to Know Anyone at a Glance. It’s the new way to find romance. Tyra really liked her. Look here,” she motioned to an open page from the book. “See, you have these facial features:

   Blue eyes
Square forehead line
Vertical line above your nose
Strong jaw
Good naso-labial lines
Wide mouth
  Large ears
  Full cheeks

“You’ve been ‘looking for love in all the wrong places,’ my little brother. Get off “MatchU4Love,” and stop paying that gypsy at “Cupid will Deliver.” Jason immediately confiscated the FACE READING book from her desk, tucked it under his arm and left the office in a far better mood that he’d been in in a long time.
Patterns. Facial Patterns.
It was midnight. He had read the whole book.

My face has Patterns. All I need to do is just match the Patterns in my face to the Patterns in her face!

 “There might be hope,” and he turned over to his Massie, his German Shepard, who as currently take up half of his bed. “They’ll soon be someone to replace you, my girl.” And he gave her an affectionate ear scratching. 
Not long after, he was at the airport meeting his client Phil. The plane was delayed, so he got his Starbuck’s caramel latte and blueberry scone and popped open his paper to wait. A woman carrying a laptop approached the seat next to him. Blue silk suit holding a cell phone. He looked over just in time to catch a “HI”-nod and went on reading the local news.
When she finished talking and started adjusting her cup’s tea bag, she turned to ask, “Waiting for the Phoenix incoming flight?”
“Yep. My client Phil is on it. How abut you?” As they spoke he regarded her closely. She seemed amazingly familiar for someone he had never met. Then his mind clicked into the facial feature composite of his “ideal” woman. Cassie. One after one, he counted off their compatible facial features. He became so excited, he mentally he was begging God to be close to this woman, but he was trying not to grovel. He was chaffing at the bit to ask if she was single and was practically salivating as he listened to her describe her normal life. When she wanted to know about his life and interests, he was incredulous that a woman would ask about him. By the time Phil walked out of Gate 24, Jason had already planned the wedding and bought his tuxedo. 
After he introduced Phil to Cassie, he turned to her. “Here, let me give you my card.” They both said that at the same time. Cassie blushed. He smiled. 
As he guided Phil into his office and passed Keri’s desk, Jason gave her the thumbs up-signal and mouthed, “I’ll tell you later.”
Well, Massie and Arnold, Cassie’s German Shepard, became a regular on walks in the park, Friday night movies at home, Saturday picnics and morning coffees. Together they watched the seasons change and laughed and talked through Christmas, Easter and July 4th.

In the Fall Jason turned to Massie before he set his alarm for work, “Massie, it’s time for you to start sleeping on the floor. Cassie and Arnold are coming to live here.” He thought he saw Massie smile before she rolled over and started snoring.

(c) Copyright, Barbara Roberts, 2014. All rights reserved.