Choosing a Leader of Destiny
By Barbara Roberts (http://www.facereading1.com/)
In a distant territory the elders of a court were gathered around the bed covers of their dieing 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 there 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 dieing, 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 minister.
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 on their skin. 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:
Eyes which radiate kindness and nobility
Full cheeks of rounded softness
Large, wide jaw, which was both powerful and fearless
Balanced lips that naturally upturned at the edges
Mouth that smiled and love to laugh
Clear eyes that saw all, yet were not petty
Thick, full hair that shown with radiant health
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 your 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 their 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.
©Copyright, Barbara Roberts. March, 2010. All rights reserved.
Short Story from her book, Face Reading – How to Know Anyone at a Glance
Book available on: www.facereading1.com
Monday, March 29, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
EYES - ARE YOU AN "OLD" SOUL?
Face Reading is an ancient psychological system for reading a person's character from his/her Facial Features. Every feature has a special psychological meaning (as you've seen in my NEW 2009 book,
Face Reading - How to Know Anyone at a Glance).
Soul Age is a complicated deeper aspect of Face Reading as it looks at the amount of RADIANCE or inner love, joy and warmth that radiate from a person's eyes. Some of the great saints and saviors - Hoffman's famous painting of Christ, photos of St. Therese of Lisieux, Yogananda, Andamoi Ma, Brother Andre (the monk who lived in Canada - the St. Joseph's Cathedral is lined with bandages and crutches from all the people the monk healed!) and others. Soul Age is a universal quality so it doesn't matter what ethnic background, age or gender the person is. It goes beyond the psychological or the physical. It is the Inner Light of God radiating out from the eyes.
What is fascinating at looking at the faces of the saints and mystics (I've looked at 6,000 in 350 classes on Face Reading) - is that often a man or woman of deep spiritual realization has had life struggles - health, poverty, relationships, or others, sometimes deep tests. These show in the facial features. So on the one hand, a criminal ALSO has these deep struggles which also show - perhaps as "dangerous" facial features.
After looking a hundreds of photos of FBI Most Wanted, gangsters, criminals, WW II spies AND saints and mystics...the different between a "saint and a sinner" is this EYE RADIANCE.
That's what shows an Old Soul.
(c) Copyright, March, 2010, Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
http://www.facereading1.com/
See book: FACE READING - HOW TO KNOW ANYONE AT A GLANCE
Face Reading - How to Know Anyone at a Glance).
Soul Age is a complicated deeper aspect of Face Reading as it looks at the amount of RADIANCE or inner love, joy and warmth that radiate from a person's eyes. Some of the great saints and saviors - Hoffman's famous painting of Christ, photos of St. Therese of Lisieux, Yogananda, Andamoi Ma, Brother Andre (the monk who lived in Canada - the St. Joseph's Cathedral is lined with bandages and crutches from all the people the monk healed!) and others. Soul Age is a universal quality so it doesn't matter what ethnic background, age or gender the person is. It goes beyond the psychological or the physical. It is the Inner Light of God radiating out from the eyes.
What is fascinating at looking at the faces of the saints and mystics (I've looked at 6,000 in 350 classes on Face Reading) - is that often a man or woman of deep spiritual realization has had life struggles - health, poverty, relationships, or others, sometimes deep tests. These show in the facial features. So on the one hand, a criminal ALSO has these deep struggles which also show - perhaps as "dangerous" facial features.
After looking a hundreds of photos of FBI Most Wanted, gangsters, criminals, WW II spies AND saints and mystics...the different between a "saint and a sinner" is this EYE RADIANCE.
That's what shows an Old Soul.
(c) Copyright, March, 2010, Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
http://www.facereading1.com/
See book: FACE READING - HOW TO KNOW ANYONE AT A GLANCE
Friday, March 12, 2010
YOUR EYES - What does their COLOR Mean psychologically?
Face Reading is a 2,000 year old system of understanding a person's personality from his/her Facial Features. Barbara Roberts, author of Face Reading - How to Know Anyone at a Glance has looked at over 6,000 faces in 350 Classes (US Navy, Wells Fargo, YMCA, Jenny Craig, UCLA, Fortune 500). Here are some of the patterns of personality she's observed in EYE COLORS and WHAT DO THEY MEAN?
PALE BLUE EYES - peaceful, needs to develop more physical strength and endurance
BLUE-GRAY EYES - analyzes their emotions, problem solves, focused, mentally adept
HAZEL EYES - thinks 20 thoughts at the same time, needs variety at work, multitasks, easily bored
BROWN EYES - (*if not an ethnic feature/trait) family oriented, warm hearted, caring
(*If brown eyes are from the face of an Oriental, Hispanic, African American person, then go to others areas of his face - ie: lips, teeth, ears, etc. to analyze his character)
GRAY EYES - private, cool emotionally, able to keep affairs confidential
Keep in mind that you need to read the whole face, all the facial features to understand a person's true inner being. For more information see: http://www.facereading1.com/ or the 10 TV Shows on YouTube.com under Barbara Roberts/Face Reading.
For YOUR OWN Face Reading, see her web page: http://www.facereading1.com/ for tan box under the TV Shows, "How to Get a Face Reading." (Visa/Mastercard)
(c) Copyright, March, 2010. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
PALE BLUE EYES - peaceful, needs to develop more physical strength and endurance
BLUE-GRAY EYES - analyzes their emotions, problem solves, focused, mentally adept
HAZEL EYES - thinks 20 thoughts at the same time, needs variety at work, multitasks, easily bored
BROWN EYES - (*if not an ethnic feature/trait) family oriented, warm hearted, caring
(*If brown eyes are from the face of an Oriental, Hispanic, African American person, then go to others areas of his face - ie: lips, teeth, ears, etc. to analyze his character)
GRAY EYES - private, cool emotionally, able to keep affairs confidential
Keep in mind that you need to read the whole face, all the facial features to understand a person's true inner being. For more information see: http://www.facereading1.com/ or the 10 TV Shows on YouTube.com under Barbara Roberts/Face Reading.
For YOUR OWN Face Reading, see her web page: http://www.facereading1.com/ for tan box under the TV Shows, "How to Get a Face Reading." (Visa/Mastercard)
(c) Copyright, March, 2010. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
HIS (FACE) CHEEKS show what kind of LOVER he is!
Face Reading is a 2,000 year old system of understanding a person's character from Facial Features. Every feature has at least 3 psychological meanings for someone who has it, and in Face Reading - How to Know Anyone at a Glance, I (Barbara Roberts) look at over 150 features and explain their inner meanings. This is certainly a help on Internet dating or on a 1st date!
A news anchor, Laura Buxton, once told me, "If only I had know about you when it came to dating, 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. (See Blog on LIPS) Here are some CHEEKS and what they mean!
ROUND CHEEKS - warm, loving, caring, big heart
FLAT CHEEKS - might be more mentally oriented, slow to express his feelings
HIGH CHEEK BONES - loves to travel, wants to be self-employed, high spirited
SUNKEN CHEEKS - may have had lack of materal nuturing growing up/possible illness
It's important to look at the whole face and combine all the features together.
For more information, see: http://www.facereading1.com/ or the 10 TV Shows on YouTube.com
under Barbara Roberts/Face Reading.
(c) Copyright, March, 2010. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
A news anchor, Laura Buxton, once told me, "If only I had know about you when it came to dating, 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. (See Blog on LIPS) Here are some CHEEKS and what they mean!
ROUND CHEEKS - warm, loving, caring, big heart
FLAT CHEEKS - might be more mentally oriented, slow to express his feelings
HIGH CHEEK BONES - loves to travel, wants to be self-employed, high spirited
SUNKEN CHEEKS - may have had lack of materal nuturing growing up/possible illness
It's important to look at the whole face and combine all the features together.
For more information, see: http://www.facereading1.com/ or the 10 TV Shows on YouTube.com
under Barbara Roberts/Face Reading.
(c) Copyright, March, 2010. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
1st Date? What's on His MIND? 5 Forehead Shapes + What they mean!
From Face Reading - A (Short-Cut!) Companion to On-line Dating - Series of Blogs by Barbara Roberts
http://www.facereading1.com/ (See YouTube.com for 10 TV Shows she did.)
Face Reading is an ancient system of reading a person's character from facial features. Every facial feature has a corresponding psychological meaning to it. In the 6,000 faces (350 classes) I've read, there are PATTERNS in what the facial features signify.
Forehead shapes and lines have to do with THINKING STYLE. Here are a few common ones:
TALL-WIDE forehead (President Obama) - (means:) humanitarian, thinks in big terms, strategist
SHORT forehead (Prince Harry) - impulsive, reactive
SQUARE shaped (hairline) forehead - works long hours, project oriented
ROUND shaped (hairline) forehead - people, people, people! Works well with the pubic
WIDOW'S PEAK - creative, hates to be told what to do, wants to be given the facts and then make their own project, non-conformist
VERTICAL LINE ABOVE NOSE (Winston Churchill) - goes in completely different direction than their family of origin, self-starter
THREE HORIZONTAL LINES - parallel above the eyebrows (Bill Cosby) - $$$ wealthy! If you see that facial feature, marry him!
(c) Copyright, March, 2010, Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
http://www.facereading1.com/ (See YouTube.com for 10 TV Shows she did.)
Face Reading is an ancient system of reading a person's character from facial features. Every facial feature has a corresponding psychological meaning to it. In the 6,000 faces (350 classes) I've read, there are PATTERNS in what the facial features signify.
Forehead shapes and lines have to do with THINKING STYLE. Here are a few common ones:
TALL-WIDE forehead (President Obama) - (means:) humanitarian, thinks in big terms, strategist
SHORT forehead (Prince Harry) - impulsive, reactive
SQUARE shaped (hairline) forehead - works long hours, project oriented
ROUND shaped (hairline) forehead - people, people, people! Works well with the pubic
WIDOW'S PEAK - creative, hates to be told what to do, wants to be given the facts and then make their own project, non-conformist
VERTICAL LINE ABOVE NOSE (Winston Churchill) - goes in completely different direction than their family of origin, self-starter
THREE HORIZONTAL LINES - parallel above the eyebrows (Bill Cosby) - $$$ wealthy! If you see that facial feature, marry him!
(c) Copyright, March, 2010, Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
John Gardner's Face (Chelsea King case) - 8 Dangerous Facial Features!
Face Reading is a 2,000 year old system of reading a person's character from facial features.
I've read 6,000 faces and been a Guest on 50 national/local TV/Radio Shows (TYRA BANKS,
NBC NIGHTLY NEWS, THE LEARNING CHANNEL, INSIDE SAN DIEGO). After 9-11 the government asked me to do a project to identify facial features of terrorists, so I looked at hundreds of faces of FBI Most Wanted felons, Outlaws of the Old West, rapists, murderers, WW II spies, Hitlers's officers and using my skills of 25 years of face reading, outlined specific DANGEROUS facial features that were repeatably found as PATTERNS in each of their faces. (see: http://www.facereading1.com/ for TV Shows)
2009 NEW Book with ALL of the Dangerous Features: Face Reading - How to Know Anyone at a Glance by Barbara Roberts.
(And if one or two of these are found in the normal population's faces, they are combined with good facial features, so the person is great. If however, many of these negative features are combined together, this becomes "dangerous.") ***You always look at the whole face to determine a character reading of a person.
1. The donut shape of his chin with the dimple the middle means "high sex drive."
2. The forward jutting chin and large jaw can be "combative, aggressive."
3. The upper ear area is irregular and unusual, this meaning possible "distorted emotions."
4. The lower area of the eye is flat, which indicates "major trust issues."
5. The shape of the eyebrows is hooked (at the end), another sign for "emotional distress."
6. Small ears means he doesn't hear clearly what is happening around him. His is own "reality."
7. Horizontal line across the bridge of the nose, can be "violent."
8. Rage muscles in lower jaw are activated in his face.
For more information, contact Barbara Roberts at facereading1@aol.com
(c) Copyright, March, 2010, Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
I've read 6,000 faces and been a Guest on 50 national/local TV/Radio Shows (TYRA BANKS,
NBC NIGHTLY NEWS, THE LEARNING CHANNEL, INSIDE SAN DIEGO). After 9-11 the government asked me to do a project to identify facial features of terrorists, so I looked at hundreds of faces of FBI Most Wanted felons, Outlaws of the Old West, rapists, murderers, WW II spies, Hitlers's officers and using my skills of 25 years of face reading, outlined specific DANGEROUS facial features that were repeatably found as PATTERNS in each of their faces. (see: http://www.facereading1.com/ for TV Shows)
2009 NEW Book with ALL of the Dangerous Features: Face Reading - How to Know Anyone at a Glance by Barbara Roberts.
Here are the Dangerous Facial Features from John Gardner's face:
1. The donut shape of his chin with the dimple the middle means "high sex drive."
2. The forward jutting chin and large jaw can be "combative, aggressive."
3. The upper ear area is irregular and unusual, this meaning possible "distorted emotions."
4. The lower area of the eye is flat, which indicates "major trust issues."
5. The shape of the eyebrows is hooked (at the end), another sign for "emotional distress."
6. Small ears means he doesn't hear clearly what is happening around him. His is own "reality."
7. Horizontal line across the bridge of the nose, can be "violent."
8. Rage muscles in lower jaw are activated in his face.
For more information, contact Barbara Roberts at facereading1@aol.com
(c) Copyright, March, 2010, Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
1st Date? Dangerous Facial Features: "Face Reading - A (Short Cut!) Companion to On-line Dating"
Face reading is a 2,000 year old system for reading a person's character from his or her facial features.
After 9-11 I did a short project with the government to identify specific facial features found in terrorists to be used for baggage checkers at the airports. In working on the project I looked at hundreds of photos of FBI Most Wanted, murderers, gangsters, WW II spies, Hitler's Third Reich, outlaws of the Old West. In my work of over 30 years, in 6,000 faces (Guest on 50 national/local TV Shows) most people have GREAT faces. Using the system I developed to look at normal folks, I analytically reviewed photos of criminals. There are PATTERNS in the facial features found in criminals - visual cues that have nothing to do with ethnic background, age or gender.
If you are Dating on the Internet, it is crucial that you know HOW to identify these facial features BEFORE you go on that 1st date! Given these specific visual cues, you'll be able to see them in the PHOTOS of propective dates. I've recently looked at eHarmony, Match, JDating, Cheminstry.com, and other sites, there are men and women currently on each site who have these Dangerous Facial Features.
What does that mean for YOU?
The body-mind is always recording what is happening in your emotions and your mind. Face reading is like being a tracker in the Old West - you just interprete the cues.
Here are some of the visual PATTERNS FOR DANGEROUS FACIAL FEATUES:
1. With the person looking straight ahead, the Eyes show white underneath. This area is called the sclera and is found under the colored part/pupil
2. Sunken, hollow cheek areas
3. Eyebrows that angle down towards the nose with the outer edge angling up towards the forehead
4. Unibrow, thick connected eyebrow, straight across the brow
5. Very tiny ears
6. Tiny mouth (smaller than the nose)
7. Ears that project out from the head at an unusual angle
(For others, please see my book, Face Reading - How to Know Anyone at a Glance on Amazom.com)
***IMPORTANT: You must evaluate the whole face (all of the facial features!) - Having one of these might not be "dangerous" - Having 4 of these is!!
(*My own philosophy is that anyone can change if they WISH to. Even a person with a criminal past who changes his/her thinking through 12-step groups, counseling, prayer work, medical intervention/medication can change his/her facial features to reflect the new, inner positive changes.)
(c) Copyright, March 2010, Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
See: http://www.facereading1.com/ for on-going Blog "Face Reading - Your Short-Cut Companion to On-line Dating"
(c) Copyright, March, 2010. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
After 9-11 I did a short project with the government to identify specific facial features found in terrorists to be used for baggage checkers at the airports. In working on the project I looked at hundreds of photos of FBI Most Wanted, murderers, gangsters, WW II spies, Hitler's Third Reich, outlaws of the Old West. In my work of over 30 years, in 6,000 faces (Guest on 50 national/local TV Shows) most people have GREAT faces. Using the system I developed to look at normal folks, I analytically reviewed photos of criminals. There are PATTERNS in the facial features found in criminals - visual cues that have nothing to do with ethnic background, age or gender.
If you are Dating on the Internet, it is crucial that you know HOW to identify these facial features BEFORE you go on that 1st date! Given these specific visual cues, you'll be able to see them in the PHOTOS of propective dates. I've recently looked at eHarmony, Match, JDating, Cheminstry.com, and other sites, there are men and women currently on each site who have these Dangerous Facial Features.
What does that mean for YOU?
The body-mind is always recording what is happening in your emotions and your mind. Face reading is like being a tracker in the Old West - you just interprete the cues.
Here are some of the visual PATTERNS FOR DANGEROUS FACIAL FEATUES:
1. With the person looking straight ahead, the Eyes show white underneath. This area is called the sclera and is found under the colored part/pupil
2. Sunken, hollow cheek areas
3. Eyebrows that angle down towards the nose with the outer edge angling up towards the forehead
4. Unibrow, thick connected eyebrow, straight across the brow
5. Very tiny ears
6. Tiny mouth (smaller than the nose)
7. Ears that project out from the head at an unusual angle
(For others, please see my book, Face Reading - How to Know Anyone at a Glance on Amazom.com)
***IMPORTANT: You must evaluate the whole face (all of the facial features!) - Having one of these might not be "dangerous" - Having 4 of these is!!
(*My own philosophy is that anyone can change if they WISH to. Even a person with a criminal past who changes his/her thinking through 12-step groups, counseling, prayer work, medical intervention/medication can change his/her facial features to reflect the new, inner positive changes.)
(c) Copyright, March 2010, Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
See: http://www.facereading1.com/ for on-going Blog "Face Reading - Your Short-Cut Companion to On-line Dating"
(c) Copyright, March, 2010. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
HAIR COLOR - What It Means for Dating! Face Reading - The "Short-Cut" Companion for On-line Dating
Face Reading is a 2,000 year old system of reading a person's character from his facial features. In my 30 years of practice, I've read 6,000 faces in 350 classes and been on 50 national/local TV Shows (TYRA BANKS, NBC NIGHTLY NEWS, THE LEARNING CHANNEL, THE YOUNG + THE RESTLESS, INSIDE SAN DIEGO).
HAIR COLOR is a facial feature that can be real or from a box!, but the hair color one chooses reflects a a person's inner nature - the way she/he likes to feel, her inner spirit. Below are specific psychological meanings that are accurate for a person with each HAIR COLOR. (If this is an ethnic feature as in black or brown hair for Hispanics or Orientals, in face reading you would ignore this one feature and go on to interprete other facial features which make that person spiritually unique.)
HAIR COLOR - What is he/she like on a Date?
BLACK HAIR: (means:) strong willed, intense, dominant
On a Date they might be like: "Impress me. Show me what you've got. Why should I be interested in you? Tell me."
BROWN HAIR (means:) family oriented, looks for emotional warmth and sincerety in others
On a Date they might be like: "Before we get serious, I need you to meet my children. Let's see if they like you."
BLONDE HAIR (means:) sunny disposition, confident, fun loving
On a Date they might be like: "Let me give you these donuts for your morning break." "What else can we do for this (angry) client to win back his business to the firm?"
RED HAIR (means:) dramatic, intense, fiery
On a Date they might be like: "I'm very passionate and need someone who is also." "Do you feel deeeply about things?"
COMBINE THE ABOVE COLORS + HAIR TEXTURES
FINE HAIR (means:) sensitive nervous system. If stressed, may have digestive problems
COARSE HAIR (means:) love of the outdoors, strong body energy
STRAIGHT HAIR (means:) direct, straight forward, says what they mean
CURLY HAIR (means:) fun loving, funny, playful
(c) Copyright, March, 2010, Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
There are thousands of facial features, and you want to combine many of them to tell you what a peron is really like. Future Blogs will analyze Eye color, teeth shape, forehead structure, and jaw and chin dynamic. See http://www.facereading1.com/ for Barbara Roberts' NEW BOOK: FACE READING - HOW TO READ ANYONE AT A GLANCE and TV live Shows on Face Reading.
(c) Copyright, March, 2010. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
HAIR COLOR is a facial feature that can be real or from a box!, but the hair color one chooses reflects a a person's inner nature - the way she/he likes to feel, her inner spirit. Below are specific psychological meanings that are accurate for a person with each HAIR COLOR. (If this is an ethnic feature as in black or brown hair for Hispanics or Orientals, in face reading you would ignore this one feature and go on to interprete other facial features which make that person spiritually unique.)
HAIR COLOR - What is he/she like on a Date?
BLACK HAIR: (means:) strong willed, intense, dominant
On a Date they might be like: "Impress me. Show me what you've got. Why should I be interested in you? Tell me."
BROWN HAIR (means:) family oriented, looks for emotional warmth and sincerety in others
On a Date they might be like: "Before we get serious, I need you to meet my children. Let's see if they like you."
BLONDE HAIR (means:) sunny disposition, confident, fun loving
On a Date they might be like: "Let me give you these donuts for your morning break." "What else can we do for this (angry) client to win back his business to the firm?"
RED HAIR (means:) dramatic, intense, fiery
On a Date they might be like: "I'm very passionate and need someone who is also." "Do you feel deeeply about things?"
COMBINE THE ABOVE COLORS + HAIR TEXTURES
FINE HAIR (means:) sensitive nervous system. If stressed, may have digestive problems
COARSE HAIR (means:) love of the outdoors, strong body energy
STRAIGHT HAIR (means:) direct, straight forward, says what they mean
CURLY HAIR (means:) fun loving, funny, playful
(c) Copyright, March, 2010, Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
There are thousands of facial features, and you want to combine many of them to tell you what a peron is really like. Future Blogs will analyze Eye color, teeth shape, forehead structure, and jaw and chin dynamic. See http://www.facereading1.com/ for Barbara Roberts' NEW BOOK: FACE READING - HOW TO READ ANYONE AT A GLANCE and TV live Shows on Face Reading.
(c) Copyright, March, 2010. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
VALENTINE'S SALE - MINI-FACE READINGS! Is HE your Soul Mate??
Dating? Want to find someone on the Internet, but don't know how to do it or who you'd be compatible with? Call me for a Mini-Face Reading! SALE FOR VALENTINE'S DAY WEEK-END (ends Sunday night). See my web page (left side, pink box for Visa/MC links)! about how to send photos by e-mail to me.
Personal, private readings now!
Barbara Roberts
TYRA BANKS Guest and 50 other national/local TV Shows
760-479-0008
Personal, private readings now!
Barbara Roberts
TYRA BANKS Guest and 50 other national/local TV Shows
760-479-0008
Sunday, February 7, 2010
TYRA BANKS - Celebrity of the Week, FEB 6, 2010
Well, this last month I had the honor of being a Guest on Tyra Banks Show - two times! So, as I sat with her on live TV, I had the chance to read her face up close. Besides being, of course, gorgeous, she has a quality we call in Face Reading "shen" - an oriental word that means "Radiance." She exudes a spiritual Goodness. Her Facial Features are: rounded forehead (means great with the public, needless to say!), lines that circle around the mouth - called naso-labial lines (which means she can talk to anyone about anything, highly articulate), green eyes (means curious, always wanting to learn), high cheek bones (love of travel, self-employed, and high spirited). All of these easily translate to a public figure who is highly verbal. Every week, for fun, I'll start looking at Who'd Who and Blog about his/her character. As they say on TV....stay tuned.
(c) Copyright, March, 2010. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
(c) Copyright, March, 2010. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
FACE READING can tell you the CAREER YOU WERE BORN TO DO!
Like Feng Shui and Acupuncture, Face Reading started in China thousands of years ago. It is the science of giving psychological meanings to facial features (shape of the eyes, lip structure, hair texture.) Barbara Roberts has read over 6,000 faces in her 350 classes. Trained in clinical medical research, she went on to appear on 50 national/local TV Shows. Here are some the patterns in personality which will help you find the Career you were meant to do and also select a life partner who will bring out your best qualities.
From Barbara Roberts' NEW book, Face Reading - How to Know Anyone at a Glance. On http://www.facereading1.com/. See YouTube.com for 10 TV Shows on Face Reading!
THE CAREER YOU WERE BORN TO DO!
In today’s tough job market, people can find their best career by looking at their own facial features, because the face is reflective of our unique emotional and psychological style. Below are patterns in facial features that match people who are happy and successful in these careers:
ANALYTICAL, COMPUTER, TECHNICAL JOBS: Meanings in (...)
• Close-set eyes (loves detail, precision oriented)
• Large, tall forehead (thinker, planner, strategist)
• Small eye size (sees everything with detail focus)
• Narrow nose bridge (perfectionist, high standards
ARTISTIC, MUSICAL, DESIGN JOBS:
• Thin, long ears (loves color, fabric, texture, interior design)
• Ears come forward (music ability, hears sound better)
• Widow’s peak (creative, artistic, individualist)
• Fine skin pores (refined tastes, can choose expensive items)
COMMUNICATION JOBS – TEACHER, COUNSELOR, WRITER:
• Rounded forehead/hairline (people! The public loves them!)
• Large ears (listens well to others, tunes into the Big picture)
• Large/wide mouth (generous, affectionate with time, energy)
• Round ball on tip of nose (center of news, information, gossip)
PHYSICAL, OUTDOOR, MANUAL JOBS:
• Thick eyebrows (physical endurance high)
• Large jaw (loves to exercise, very strong)
• Thick hair (loves the outdoors)
• Full, thick beard for men (robust, dynamic energy)
ROMANCE - HOW TO CHOOSE A LIFE PARTNER
His Lips reflect his Intimacy Style
Someone with full lips and a wide mouth (President Obama, Julia Roberts) will be affectionate and generous. An upper lip that is narrow with a full lower lip shows someone who keeps confidences well and would make a great friend or co-worker. A small mouth (Henry 8th and the North Korean dictator) would be a dangerous or self-absorbed partner. An upper lip that is full with a small lower lip is someone who perhaps gives too much to others. Diagonal lines angling down from the mouth may indicate sadness or depression, whereas a mouth that is naturally relaxed and easy to smile is a happier person who will make a better partner.
Facial features need to be combined – the face read as a whole.
© Copyright, March, 2010. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
From Barbara Roberts' NEW book, Face Reading - How to Know Anyone at a Glance. On http://www.facereading1.com/. See YouTube.com for 10 TV Shows on Face Reading!
THE CAREER YOU WERE BORN TO DO!
In today’s tough job market, people can find their best career by looking at their own facial features, because the face is reflective of our unique emotional and psychological style. Below are patterns in facial features that match people who are happy and successful in these careers:
ANALYTICAL, COMPUTER, TECHNICAL JOBS: Meanings in (...)
• Close-set eyes (loves detail, precision oriented)
• Large, tall forehead (thinker, planner, strategist)
• Small eye size (sees everything with detail focus)
• Narrow nose bridge (perfectionist, high standards
ARTISTIC, MUSICAL, DESIGN JOBS:
• Thin, long ears (loves color, fabric, texture, interior design)
• Ears come forward (music ability, hears sound better)
• Widow’s peak (creative, artistic, individualist)
• Fine skin pores (refined tastes, can choose expensive items)
COMMUNICATION JOBS – TEACHER, COUNSELOR, WRITER:
• Rounded forehead/hairline (people! The public loves them!)
• Large ears (listens well to others, tunes into the Big picture)
• Large/wide mouth (generous, affectionate with time, energy)
• Round ball on tip of nose (center of news, information, gossip)
PHYSICAL, OUTDOOR, MANUAL JOBS:
• Thick eyebrows (physical endurance high)
• Large jaw (loves to exercise, very strong)
• Thick hair (loves the outdoors)
• Full, thick beard for men (robust, dynamic energy)
ROMANCE - HOW TO CHOOSE A LIFE PARTNER
His Lips reflect his Intimacy Style
Someone with full lips and a wide mouth (President Obama, Julia Roberts) will be affectionate and generous. An upper lip that is narrow with a full lower lip shows someone who keeps confidences well and would make a great friend or co-worker. A small mouth (Henry 8th and the North Korean dictator) would be a dangerous or self-absorbed partner. An upper lip that is full with a small lower lip is someone who perhaps gives too much to others. Diagonal lines angling down from the mouth may indicate sadness or depression, whereas a mouth that is naturally relaxed and easy to smile is a happier person who will make a better partner.
Facial features need to be combined – the face read as a whole.
© Copyright, March, 2010. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
Monday, January 18, 2010
OBAMA + PALIN'S FACES - What do they show us?
Jan. 15, 2010
On YouTube.com I've just uploaded a TYRA BANKS SHOW about President Obama
being a "Man of Destiny" (check: Barbara Roberts/Face Reading to watch) - He has an incredibly positive face: Triangle shape = he thinks fast, moves fast. Large mouth = affectionate, generous, warm hearted, High ears = two college degrees, great memory. Radiant eyes = humanitarian.
Also, there's a second DVD on YouTube.com that is called:
"OBAMA and PALIN - Their Faces" done before the last Elections.
Palin's face: dynamic brown hair/brown eyes = family, family, family. Large jaw: fearless, dynamic
Wide cheek area = confident, people always assume she knows what she's doing. Chin comes forward = pushes forward against all obstacles. What's missing is the delicacy of facial features that would be needed in foreign policy when countries do not like us or where sensitivity is a major component.
See my website: http://www.facereading1.com/ to check out THE CAREER YOU WERE BORN TO DO! (National Radio show) or HOW TO CHOOSE YOUR SOUL MATE (National Radio show).
(c) Copyright, March, 2010. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
On YouTube.com I've just uploaded a TYRA BANKS SHOW about President Obama
being a "Man of Destiny" (check: Barbara Roberts/Face Reading to watch) - He has an incredibly positive face: Triangle shape = he thinks fast, moves fast. Large mouth = affectionate, generous, warm hearted, High ears = two college degrees, great memory. Radiant eyes = humanitarian.
Also, there's a second DVD on YouTube.com that is called:
"OBAMA and PALIN - Their Faces" done before the last Elections.
Palin's face: dynamic brown hair/brown eyes = family, family, family. Large jaw: fearless, dynamic
Wide cheek area = confident, people always assume she knows what she's doing. Chin comes forward = pushes forward against all obstacles. What's missing is the delicacy of facial features that would be needed in foreign policy when countries do not like us or where sensitivity is a major component.
See my website: http://www.facereading1.com/ to check out THE CAREER YOU WERE BORN TO DO! (National Radio show) or HOW TO CHOOSE YOUR SOUL MATE (National Radio show).
(c) Copyright, March, 2010. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
MILITARY MATTERS
Alexander the Great, his broad shoulders and flowing robe was pacing before his teacher, Aristotle.
“Sit down, Alex, you’re making me nervous.” The huge elephant of a conqueror plopped down on his thrown.
“I just don’t know what to do, Aris. It’s all making me crazy. We’re losing men in the Western province, and my feet are hurting. Just can’t find the right sandal maker.”
“OK. OK. Well, let’s look at one problem at a time, like I taught you when you were a boy. You’ve conquered Mesopotamia by land and brought 8,000 men over the mountain ridge into Constantinople last week. How did the elephants fare? I heard there was a rainstorm, and some of them lost their footing in the mud.”
“Only lost three elephants out of 80, but, dang, those things are heavy to move when they go down! Have a good elephant man though, and he pulled them through. Seems like the trainer had cut back on their rations. That’s all. Just needed to feed them on the spot, and they were right as rain. Excuse the pun.” Alexander fidgeted with his crown.
“So let’s go to our maps, and see where we need reinforcements this week.” Aristotle’s noble face turned to his friend and student. “You know. I can’t always be doing this for you. I’m needed at the Pantheon to do my gig at the Acropolis. Don’t want to spread myself too thin, if you know what I mean. But for you, Alex, anything.”
“Thanks, my friend. I feel better knowing I can talk this over. Even conquerors need down time. Can your page here bring me some wine and bread? Haven’t eaten since breakfast, and I am used to my three squares. After all, I’m a growing boy.” Aristotle let his eyes roll, and both men laughed. Alexander’s massive body rivaled some of the elephants.
“OK. So the provinces are done. Now, how are the captured peoples?” Aristotle went through their usual list of items conquerors need to attend to.
“Just checking that all are being treated well. You know, it’s important for your image to be extra kind to the foreigners. Don’t let your men get sloppy or take food out of their homes. Doesn’t look good, and after all – your army is the highest paid in centuries. They can certainly learn to act like gentlemen after a battle.” Aristotle reached for his healing beverage. He wasn’t a liquor sort of guy. Tarnished his reputation as a thinker.
“Aris,” the younger one looked up. “ I need some new generals for the overland conquests. Some of our older men want to go home and be with their families. Say they’ve been gone too long and miss their kids. What should I be looking for in the incoming batch? Any new qualities upcoming for leadership?”
Aristotle nodded. “The new scholars in Greece have been talking about something called “physiognomy” or “Face Reading.” It’s all the rave in the sun cities. And easy to understand. I’ve started incorporating it into my own work. Last week I met with Socrates, who was really with it for once. He had heard of it, too. Sometimes he’s a bit too cerebral, but no one is perfect.
“So how does it work, Aris? I want to get the top of the crop of the men coming into the field, if you know what I mean.” Alexander liked to make farming references as he knew nothing about land and wanted to appear intellectually boarder. As he wasn’t always the sharpest sword in the sheath.
Aristotle got out his writing board that he issued for visuals. “For your uses, let’s see. You’d need a solder that has these qualities:
Brave and fearless in battle.
Quick and mentally agile. Able to grasp complicated battle strategies.
Sort of rugged looking. Outdoorsy sort of guy. Able to enjoy living in
put up tents year round.
Powerful looking. Looks like he would command leadership over the
guys.
Able to inspire the men, so they follow and don’t take the camels
in the other direction.
Approachable. Can throw a mean dice and joke it up with the troops.
“So what does a man like this look like?”
Aristotle walked back and forth in front of the throne popping grapes in his mouth. “OK, here’s what Face Reading stuff says you’ll need. They are called “Facial Features.” Physical Patterns. And his look would includes these features.” He raised his chalk to write.
Alexander sat up to pay attention. He had to memorize the information and burn it into his huge head. There won’t much papyrus to go around these days, and plus, his robe didn’t have any pockets. Direct recall was the best even if it hurt all his brain cells to think too much. Those metal helmets in battle had been too small, he told himself.
Aristotle continued, “You’ll want a ‘big, broad wide forehead’ for the strategy part, so he will be clever and smarter than his commander.” He winked good naturedly at his friend. ‘High cheek bones’ means loves to travel. You’ll need that. A man on the go doesn’t take a lot of toiletries. ‘Full, thick beard’ shows outdoors person. Those ‘sparse beards’ mean a man is immature. Might just stop into his middle of a battle and have an outdoor cook-out. Can’t have that. Key is the jaw structure. All great warriors and leaders, men of state who move the world have ‘huge jaws’ and ‘forward thrusting chins.’ That’s really the key, Alex. Look for the ‘huge jaw and forward chin,’ and I bet the others will follow.”
Alexander nodded. So much less to remember. He liked this Face Reading stuff better all the time. No need to cloud his mind with too many information.
“For the being a ‘guy’s guy,’ I’d go with the ‘big front teeth’ and a ‘wide mouth.’ Makes a man strong and forceful with a tinge of rollicking laughter. Kind of adds a nice touch, don’t you think? Sometimes also ‘very small eyes’ and elephant ‘big ears’ help. Kind of a blend of someone who is watchful and also listens well. That way you don’t have to pay the spies as much. They usually want too many coins for travel time. And sometimes they work on both sides if they feel they’re unappreciated by us.”
“Isn’t that the truth!” Alexander nodded. “So we’ve got ourselves a visual composite for a great general. Thanks so much for the tips.”
“And just remember that it doesn’t make any different what province or tribe the soldier comes from. These are universal facial features that apply to all men, women and children of all ages.” Aristotle put down his chalk and came to sit on his simple chair near the throne.
“Righted, tighty then,” nodded Alexander. “So how are the boys at the Pantheon, Aris? What else is new?”
And they went on to other topics.
© Copyright, July, 2009. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
“Sit down, Alex, you’re making me nervous.” The huge elephant of a conqueror plopped down on his thrown.
“I just don’t know what to do, Aris. It’s all making me crazy. We’re losing men in the Western province, and my feet are hurting. Just can’t find the right sandal maker.”
“OK. OK. Well, let’s look at one problem at a time, like I taught you when you were a boy. You’ve conquered Mesopotamia by land and brought 8,000 men over the mountain ridge into Constantinople last week. How did the elephants fare? I heard there was a rainstorm, and some of them lost their footing in the mud.”
“Only lost three elephants out of 80, but, dang, those things are heavy to move when they go down! Have a good elephant man though, and he pulled them through. Seems like the trainer had cut back on their rations. That’s all. Just needed to feed them on the spot, and they were right as rain. Excuse the pun.” Alexander fidgeted with his crown.
“So let’s go to our maps, and see where we need reinforcements this week.” Aristotle’s noble face turned to his friend and student. “You know. I can’t always be doing this for you. I’m needed at the Pantheon to do my gig at the Acropolis. Don’t want to spread myself too thin, if you know what I mean. But for you, Alex, anything.”
“Thanks, my friend. I feel better knowing I can talk this over. Even conquerors need down time. Can your page here bring me some wine and bread? Haven’t eaten since breakfast, and I am used to my three squares. After all, I’m a growing boy.” Aristotle let his eyes roll, and both men laughed. Alexander’s massive body rivaled some of the elephants.
“OK. So the provinces are done. Now, how are the captured peoples?” Aristotle went through their usual list of items conquerors need to attend to.
“Just checking that all are being treated well. You know, it’s important for your image to be extra kind to the foreigners. Don’t let your men get sloppy or take food out of their homes. Doesn’t look good, and after all – your army is the highest paid in centuries. They can certainly learn to act like gentlemen after a battle.” Aristotle reached for his healing beverage. He wasn’t a liquor sort of guy. Tarnished his reputation as a thinker.
“Aris,” the younger one looked up. “ I need some new generals for the overland conquests. Some of our older men want to go home and be with their families. Say they’ve been gone too long and miss their kids. What should I be looking for in the incoming batch? Any new qualities upcoming for leadership?”
Aristotle nodded. “The new scholars in Greece have been talking about something called “physiognomy” or “Face Reading.” It’s all the rave in the sun cities. And easy to understand. I’ve started incorporating it into my own work. Last week I met with Socrates, who was really with it for once. He had heard of it, too. Sometimes he’s a bit too cerebral, but no one is perfect.
“So how does it work, Aris? I want to get the top of the crop of the men coming into the field, if you know what I mean.” Alexander liked to make farming references as he knew nothing about land and wanted to appear intellectually boarder. As he wasn’t always the sharpest sword in the sheath.
Aristotle got out his writing board that he issued for visuals. “For your uses, let’s see. You’d need a solder that has these qualities:
Brave and fearless in battle.
Quick and mentally agile. Able to grasp complicated battle strategies.
Sort of rugged looking. Outdoorsy sort of guy. Able to enjoy living in
put up tents year round.
Powerful looking. Looks like he would command leadership over the
guys.
Able to inspire the men, so they follow and don’t take the camels
in the other direction.
Approachable. Can throw a mean dice and joke it up with the troops.
“So what does a man like this look like?”
Aristotle walked back and forth in front of the throne popping grapes in his mouth. “OK, here’s what Face Reading stuff says you’ll need. They are called “Facial Features.” Physical Patterns. And his look would includes these features.” He raised his chalk to write.
Alexander sat up to pay attention. He had to memorize the information and burn it into his huge head. There won’t much papyrus to go around these days, and plus, his robe didn’t have any pockets. Direct recall was the best even if it hurt all his brain cells to think too much. Those metal helmets in battle had been too small, he told himself.
Aristotle continued, “You’ll want a ‘big, broad wide forehead’ for the strategy part, so he will be clever and smarter than his commander.” He winked good naturedly at his friend. ‘High cheek bones’ means loves to travel. You’ll need that. A man on the go doesn’t take a lot of toiletries. ‘Full, thick beard’ shows outdoors person. Those ‘sparse beards’ mean a man is immature. Might just stop into his middle of a battle and have an outdoor cook-out. Can’t have that. Key is the jaw structure. All great warriors and leaders, men of state who move the world have ‘huge jaws’ and ‘forward thrusting chins.’ That’s really the key, Alex. Look for the ‘huge jaw and forward chin,’ and I bet the others will follow.”
Alexander nodded. So much less to remember. He liked this Face Reading stuff better all the time. No need to cloud his mind with too many information.
“For the being a ‘guy’s guy,’ I’d go with the ‘big front teeth’ and a ‘wide mouth.’ Makes a man strong and forceful with a tinge of rollicking laughter. Kind of adds a nice touch, don’t you think? Sometimes also ‘very small eyes’ and elephant ‘big ears’ help. Kind of a blend of someone who is watchful and also listens well. That way you don’t have to pay the spies as much. They usually want too many coins for travel time. And sometimes they work on both sides if they feel they’re unappreciated by us.”
“Isn’t that the truth!” Alexander nodded. “So we’ve got ourselves a visual composite for a great general. Thanks so much for the tips.”
“And just remember that it doesn’t make any different what province or tribe the soldier comes from. These are universal facial features that apply to all men, women and children of all ages.” Aristotle put down his chalk and came to sit on his simple chair near the throne.
“Righted, tighty then,” nodded Alexander. “So how are the boys at the Pantheon, Aris? What else is new?”
And they went on to other topics.
© Copyright, July, 2009. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
EVIL FROM THE PAST (HALLOWEEN FACE READING STORY)
Evil from the Past
The doctors were scrubbing for the operating room. The nurses moved quickly to make way for the stretcher which carried the French prime minister. The leader had been eating dinner when he gripped his chest and fell forward. Life Flight aired him to the London Cardiac Surgical Center , and the top medical teams were recruited from all parts of Europe . Though his vital signs had been stabilized, the angiography revealed a blocked aorta. His central heart artery might rupture at any moment. The cardiac specialists were taking no chances. An arterial line was prepped, and the anesthesiologist held up the O2 mask as quick hands placed Jacques Cabot gingerly onto the surgery table.
Prime Minister Jacques Cabot had been in the French military in Algeria France Nigei , Algeria Algeria is far from France
Jacques sat with his top officers. Bottles of Johnny Walker and special cigars were passed around the table. As the French commander turned to the side to fill his whisky glass, his profile stood out. A nose with a sharp eagle beak, his two black eyes curtained with a thick unborn, a huge scar from his ear to jaw area. The side “gills” of his jaw muscle flexed into tightly constriction. His eyes were always cold and ruthless.
Marka had been six at the time of Algerian sieges. But he would never forget Jacques Cabot. The young child hid in fear and horror as he watched the soldiers murder his father who was protecting his sister. After this, his mother would sit for hours starring at the wall of her bedroom. Marka would make all the beans for his sister and their dinner.
As he grew Marka showed that he had a quick mind. He loved science and math and studied diligently at the schoolhouse with the other children. One day the missionaries came to evaluate young men for the priesthood. Marka was very happy to be chosen to further his education. Though it saddened him to leave his dissolute mother and little sister, he seized the opportunity to go live in the monastery and to read more books. The senior monks observed Marko’s brilliance and manual dexterity. He could draw and sculpt a perfect copy of any Holy statue for the sacred days. He was kind and particularly enjoyed caring for the older, infirm brothers. He knew instinctually which herbs and poultices would ease their pain and increase their joint mobility.
The monks all said Marka had the face of a king. He had the one horizontal, straight line across his forehead, a line they say which marked the face of an emperor. His deep blue eyes had a radiant gaze which calmed others who were in turmoil. A round hairline, high placed large ears and long earlobes. His teeth were small, and his mouth was wide and easy to smile. His facial features were those of love and nobility.
When the bishop came to evaluate the monastery, the older monks took him aside to point out Marka’s talents and how these might be wasted as a country priest. After many interviews, tests, and a personal meeting with the Pope, Marka was selected to train at the French Medical Academy in Paris Europe . His hands were delicate with long fingers. Perfect for a surgeon. His mentors encouraged him to specialize in Cardiology, an internship that was just gaining recognition.
And so it happened that when the call went through the medical community for Prime Minister Cabot’s heart surgery, Dr. Marka was called to consult on the case. The older French statesman would never remember the young boy who hid behind the tree away from the soldiers. The French leader, in pain and vulnerable, had no awareness that his murderous deeds were being called into account as he was transferred onto the surgical table.
So, here they were in the same room - an unconscious heart patient, full of evil deeds and a young, vibrant cardiologist who was to save his life.
“And for what?” Marka reflected bitterly. “A man whose hidden deeds reached out far and wide.” It was only fair that Cabot should ‘accidentally’ die on the table. Just as his father had ‘accidentally’ died or so the Algerian dispatches reported.
Twenty news reporters leaned over the glass encased balcony which separated from them from the OR below. Three nurses prepped the patient, laid out delicate instruments, and counted the sponges. Marka knew exactly where to open Cabot’s chest. He had assessed the man’s height and weight to a millimeter. One cut a fourth of an inch off, and the aorta would rupture. The prime minister would then bleed out on the table – too quick for surgeons to cauterize the open artery. A life threatening surgery. Who could tell which way it would go? An ‘accident’ could be very quick and look completely innocent to the whole surgical team. No one would doubt.
Marksa’s hand was steady but his heart was conflicted. Rage poured over his emotions in vicious floods. It had been years since he had tasted the acid, bitter taste of watching his father murdered by Cabot’s men. The acid rose too quickly on his tongue. He felt his body throbbing with a deep desire for revenge.
He stood still and waited. Slowly and evenly, his breathing returned to his body. He remembered the Oath he took as a physician “to do no harm.” Through his mind washed the images of the hundreds of patients he had surgically changed – cleft palates in children, pacemakers in fragile older men, physical hearts he had mended so that they might beat again – strong and true. His spiritual essence, despite all his childhood trauma, was rising now in his consciousness, calming his heart pounding.
The surgical suite was completely quiet as all waited for Dr. Marka’ first incision. Both he and world renown Cardiologist, Dr. Philip Robbins, had worked on many cases together. They were surgical partners and beyond that, they were friends. Either could lead in an operation.
“Phil,” Marka exhaled deeply, “I want you to open this surgery.
I will be your second, back-up surgeon this time.”
And with a nod, Phil nodded moved into position to open and repair Cabot’s heart.
Friday, October 9, 2009
HUMOROUS APPROACH TO ASTROLOGY - Your Sign Means....
ASTOLOGY SIGNS by Barbara Roberts (This is so sick!!)
Aries (Fire sign) The first sign in the Zodiac, you are dynamic and fearless. Other than that you are aggressive with small animals and fussy about the knives in your kitchen. Your life goal is to be an arsonist.
Taurus You love food and are basically fat. Though you are always talking about art and music, your home is a pig pen of Chinese food cartons and old Beatles’ posters. An iron rod is more flexible than you. Most people think you are a stogy and old fashioned.
Gemini (The Twins). Flirty and light hearted, you will never be faithful longer than a month in marriage. Others see you as quick and witty with words, but you can’t remember your mother’s name and are obsessed with your eighth grade speller. You are so scattered, your doctor’s goal for you is to be schizophrenic.
Cancer (The Crab) water sign You cry at sad movies, and people see you as caring, but really you are manipulative and secretive. Though you are heart centered, you can lie easily at a drop of a hat. Your love of sea food causes you to overeat.
Virgo (the virgin) You are a perfectionist who loves rearranging your pots and pans in the kitchen. You remain a virgin because you are so critical of others, no one can stand to be around you. In grade school you could recite the Dewy Decimal system backwards.
Leo (leader) You are a natural leader and guide others so you can take their money. Showy and the ‘emperor with no clothes’ in front of any mirror, you are also an entrepreneur. You are at the same time arrogant and domineering. That’s why you must be self-employed. Otherwise you’d be on welfare.
Libra (the scales) You love balance and harmony, but spend 8 hours at Vons deciding what kind of green tea to buy. You work hard at intimate relationships more than any sign in the Zodiac, because you are basically afraid of the dark and the monster under your bed.
Sagittarius (the archer) You love being independent and alone in nature. Travel excites you because you are having love affairs on your wife. Athletic and sporty, you have a shoe fetish for Reboks.
Capricorn (earthy) You are good with money, and tax collecting becomes you. Though a gourmet cook, you tend to be an alcoholic. You have hidden wealth – others suspect because you never spend any money on their birthday gifts.
Pisces You can inspire deep feelings, emotions and usually guilt in those closest to you. A family person interested in the broader humanity, you gamble at the Indian reservations on a nightly basis to help the Native American “cultural revival.” Scorpio Known for your deep understanding of the Inner world, you know more about drugs than the vice squad. Sexual and commanding, you can either mesmerize the opposite sex or scare the hebegebies out of them. You have the ability to make love to anything that moves.
Aquaries You love the concepts and philosophy of the universal structure, but your friends think you are stupid. Libraries intoxicate you because you enjoy the smell of mold. A natural historian, you dress in Civil War period costumes for dinner. You put books in the freezer instead of vegetables, and your family is starving.
(c) Copyright, Barbara Roberts, Sept. 18, 2008. All rights reserved.
Aries (Fire sign) The first sign in the Zodiac, you are dynamic and fearless. Other than that you are aggressive with small animals and fussy about the knives in your kitchen. Your life goal is to be an arsonist.
Taurus You love food and are basically fat. Though you are always talking about art and music, your home is a pig pen of Chinese food cartons and old Beatles’ posters. An iron rod is more flexible than you. Most people think you are a stogy and old fashioned.
Gemini (The Twins). Flirty and light hearted, you will never be faithful longer than a month in marriage. Others see you as quick and witty with words, but you can’t remember your mother’s name and are obsessed with your eighth grade speller. You are so scattered, your doctor’s goal for you is to be schizophrenic.
Cancer (The Crab) water sign You cry at sad movies, and people see you as caring, but really you are manipulative and secretive. Though you are heart centered, you can lie easily at a drop of a hat. Your love of sea food causes you to overeat.
Virgo (the virgin) You are a perfectionist who loves rearranging your pots and pans in the kitchen. You remain a virgin because you are so critical of others, no one can stand to be around you. In grade school you could recite the Dewy Decimal system backwards.
Leo (leader) You are a natural leader and guide others so you can take their money. Showy and the ‘emperor with no clothes’ in front of any mirror, you are also an entrepreneur. You are at the same time arrogant and domineering. That’s why you must be self-employed. Otherwise you’d be on welfare.
Libra (the scales) You love balance and harmony, but spend 8 hours at Vons deciding what kind of green tea to buy. You work hard at intimate relationships more than any sign in the Zodiac, because you are basically afraid of the dark and the monster under your bed.
Sagittarius (the archer) You love being independent and alone in nature. Travel excites you because you are having love affairs on your wife. Athletic and sporty, you have a shoe fetish for Reboks.
Capricorn (earthy) You are good with money, and tax collecting becomes you. Though a gourmet cook, you tend to be an alcoholic. You have hidden wealth – others suspect because you never spend any money on their birthday gifts.
Pisces You can inspire deep feelings, emotions and usually guilt in those closest to you. A family person interested in the broader humanity, you gamble at the Indian reservations on a nightly basis to help the Native American “cultural revival.” Scorpio Known for your deep understanding of the Inner world, you know more about drugs than the vice squad. Sexual and commanding, you can either mesmerize the opposite sex or scare the hebegebies out of them. You have the ability to make love to anything that moves.
Aquaries You love the concepts and philosophy of the universal structure, but your friends think you are stupid. Libraries intoxicate you because you enjoy the smell of mold. A natural historian, you dress in Civil War period costumes for dinner. You put books in the freezer instead of vegetables, and your family is starving.
(c) Copyright, Barbara Roberts, Sept. 18, 2008. All rights reserved.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Abraham Lincoln Chooses His Cabinet
Abraham Lincoln emerged from the War Room tired and sick at heart. He had just come from the battlefield where he visited the tents of the surgeons. Young men were being held down as whiskey clothes were placed between their teeth to stop them screaming from pain as bullet filled legs were cut away. In his throat Lincoln could still taste the smell of cauterized flesh. His mind held the continuous image of timelessly sobbing widows in black long dresses. Hopeless, orphaned sons and daughters cried at the doors of the homes waiting for their fathers, who would never return.
Although he had surrounded himself politically with those who had opposed him and wished for his nation to be open to all men and all views, the president was acutely aware that any political incompetence meant wounded soldiers and dead men. His heart was filled with quiet grieving, and the Great War never left his heart for a moment.
“To even have a healthy son reach adulthood was a miracle of God,” he reflected. “So many epidemics of flu or cases of consumption. Even a body soaked with rain on a wintry day might be lost by nightfall.”
So that some of the city’s young bucks dreamed of the ‘battle cry’ and fighting to prove their manhood angered him deep in his soul. That the young people romanticized war gave him lingering sadness. If only they saw what he had seen. Brothers in battle together – one kneeling over his dying loved one. And no grieving, they say, can compare to a parent who has lost a son. He had Todd, and he knew of the all encompassing love a father could have. Protective and tender at the same time.
And how cruel men and nature could be to the human flesh. Some was Fate. War was choice. He was determined to end the War as quickly as he could. Send just one son home to his Mama - one son who might never have had a chance on the battlefield. It would be worth one son - whole and well.
So much rested on the integrity and capabilities of the men he chose for his Cabinet. His leaders must be of the highest caliber. Strong, fearless and true. They must be understanding of his people, their children, and the future of a great nation. Everything was at stake now. Of the Cabinet he had chosen, some were from different states and had different backgrounds. He liked that about them. He chose them by looking closely at their military records, their letters of accommodation, and by reading their characters. He tried not to miss anything. As president he could not control much, but he could hand-select his men who would make national decisions. That was his job. The destiny of a nation at War depended on it. He must not fail his people.
When he was younger, the Illinois lawyer had met with one obstacle after another. Some eight at least, he reflected. Many elections lost. To others he seemed like a complete failure. But in each political skirmish he had learned to look at people closely and assess their nuances of character So their behavior or decisions would never surprise him. He knew more about some people than they knew about themselves, but he kept his own council. He studied the ancient system of physiognomy (Face Reading). Ten feet from a prospective juror or witness in a trial, he could turn the fate of a legal outcome. Lincoln could laugh and weave a good story with the best of them, but inside he had the instincts of a cougher. He looked at people and saw them unmasked – beyond artifices, fancy verbiage or fine clothes. He would laugh at a child’s story and shun an arrogant general.
One afternoon as his Cabinet assembled in the White House, the sun’s hot fierceness poured through the room. Men were loosening their neck cloths and removing their bulky jackets, wiping their forehead with large white hankies. All stood as Lincoln entered the room. His hands rose palms down to motion them to be seated.
“I understand that today we are reviewing the application for Lt. James Need, who wishes to be Secretary of the Treasury. Will those of you who have letters of accommodation, military files and written testimonials abut him, please step forward.” Lincoln seated himself behind the mahogany desk and opened his right hand to receive the papers.
Letters from Generals, teachers, red wax sealed missives about Lt. McNeed were handed over. The pile was so high that by the time Lincoln had read them all, the sun was setting. The men were eager to get into their carriages and return home to their wives and dinners.
“Well,” Lincoln began, “he seems an ideal candidate form these dossiers. His war record is impeccable, and I can find no fault with anything I have read about this man. Let us meet him now, so we might return to a quiet evening with our families. Bring Lt. James McNeed to me please.”
The side door opened, and the attending army aide ushered a man in uniform into the room. He came to stand directly in front of Abraham Lincoln. The president’s gaze was powerful and searching as he regarded the officer. Lincoln was reviewing McNeed’s facial features, as system called Face Reading, which he had learned when he was a young lawyer. It helped him to accurately read a person’s character. In his mind, Lincoln made note of Lt. McNeed's features: a dimpled chin that was short, a chin which receded back to tuck behind forward thrusting front teeth, an uneven forehead hairline, a tiny, tight mouth (that looked like a man set on a vinegar drink), strange ears which protruded out from his head at odd angles, a mouth that upturned like a joker (but McNeed wasn’t smiling), and a thick unibrow eyebrow. The president reflected that he looked like a rat. And then Lincoln remembered the words of Aristotle, the first great scholar in science of physiognomy: “If you look like an animal, you are it!” (You will have the similar temperament to that animal.)
What was curious about Mr. McNeed, Lincoln thought, was that as he answered each question, his eyes would shift, almost retract visibly. Then, they would become clear and present. It seemed to happen when the questions involved his military record. Lincoln had learned to recognize this eye change as “cloaking,” as he had seen it often in spies of all sorts. The president paced up and down, his head down and reflective before his men.
He made his decision and turned to the group, “Please leave us, Mr. McNeed.”
And after the man disappeared down the corridor, Lincoln turned to the curious Cabinet members and said, “I don’t want this man anywhere close to me.” Lincoln pounded his open flat hand onto his desk as the astonished group gasped and was riveted to attention. “Show me a man who is forty who is not responsible for his face.” With that he pulled in his vest jacket and with long strides left the room.
Weeks later a news bulletin emerged from a Border state with an artist’s rendering of an escaped convict, Walter McNeed, who had been incarcerated for killing his brother, Lt. James McNeed, and stealing his military papers. The murdered brother, Lt. James McNeed had been a valiant soldier, decorated in battle. And for those who studied the facial drawing closely, the man who had stood before Lincoln had been none other than Walter McNeed.
(c) Copyright, Barbara Roberts. September, 2009. All rights reserved.
Although he had surrounded himself politically with those who had opposed him and wished for his nation to be open to all men and all views, the president was acutely aware that any political incompetence meant wounded soldiers and dead men. His heart was filled with quiet grieving, and the Great War never left his heart for a moment.
“To even have a healthy son reach adulthood was a miracle of God,” he reflected. “So many epidemics of flu or cases of consumption. Even a body soaked with rain on a wintry day might be lost by nightfall.”
So that some of the city’s young bucks dreamed of the ‘battle cry’ and fighting to prove their manhood angered him deep in his soul. That the young people romanticized war gave him lingering sadness. If only they saw what he had seen. Brothers in battle together – one kneeling over his dying loved one. And no grieving, they say, can compare to a parent who has lost a son. He had Todd, and he knew of the all encompassing love a father could have. Protective and tender at the same time.
And how cruel men and nature could be to the human flesh. Some was Fate. War was choice. He was determined to end the War as quickly as he could. Send just one son home to his Mama - one son who might never have had a chance on the battlefield. It would be worth one son - whole and well.
So much rested on the integrity and capabilities of the men he chose for his Cabinet. His leaders must be of the highest caliber. Strong, fearless and true. They must be understanding of his people, their children, and the future of a great nation. Everything was at stake now. Of the Cabinet he had chosen, some were from different states and had different backgrounds. He liked that about them. He chose them by looking closely at their military records, their letters of accommodation, and by reading their characters. He tried not to miss anything. As president he could not control much, but he could hand-select his men who would make national decisions. That was his job. The destiny of a nation at War depended on it. He must not fail his people.
When he was younger, the Illinois lawyer had met with one obstacle after another. Some eight at least, he reflected. Many elections lost. To others he seemed like a complete failure. But in each political skirmish he had learned to look at people closely and assess their nuances of character So their behavior or decisions would never surprise him. He knew more about some people than they knew about themselves, but he kept his own council. He studied the ancient system of physiognomy (Face Reading). Ten feet from a prospective juror or witness in a trial, he could turn the fate of a legal outcome. Lincoln could laugh and weave a good story with the best of them, but inside he had the instincts of a cougher. He looked at people and saw them unmasked – beyond artifices, fancy verbiage or fine clothes. He would laugh at a child’s story and shun an arrogant general.
One afternoon as his Cabinet assembled in the White House, the sun’s hot fierceness poured through the room. Men were loosening their neck cloths and removing their bulky jackets, wiping their forehead with large white hankies. All stood as Lincoln entered the room. His hands rose palms down to motion them to be seated.
“I understand that today we are reviewing the application for Lt. James Need, who wishes to be Secretary of the Treasury. Will those of you who have letters of accommodation, military files and written testimonials abut him, please step forward.” Lincoln seated himself behind the mahogany desk and opened his right hand to receive the papers.
Letters from Generals, teachers, red wax sealed missives about Lt. McNeed were handed over. The pile was so high that by the time Lincoln had read them all, the sun was setting. The men were eager to get into their carriages and return home to their wives and dinners.
“Well,” Lincoln began, “he seems an ideal candidate form these dossiers. His war record is impeccable, and I can find no fault with anything I have read about this man. Let us meet him now, so we might return to a quiet evening with our families. Bring Lt. James McNeed to me please.”
The side door opened, and the attending army aide ushered a man in uniform into the room. He came to stand directly in front of Abraham Lincoln. The president’s gaze was powerful and searching as he regarded the officer. Lincoln was reviewing McNeed’s facial features, as system called Face Reading, which he had learned when he was a young lawyer. It helped him to accurately read a person’s character. In his mind, Lincoln made note of Lt. McNeed's features: a dimpled chin that was short, a chin which receded back to tuck behind forward thrusting front teeth, an uneven forehead hairline, a tiny, tight mouth (that looked like a man set on a vinegar drink), strange ears which protruded out from his head at odd angles, a mouth that upturned like a joker (but McNeed wasn’t smiling), and a thick unibrow eyebrow. The president reflected that he looked like a rat. And then Lincoln remembered the words of Aristotle, the first great scholar in science of physiognomy: “If you look like an animal, you are it!” (You will have the similar temperament to that animal.)
What was curious about Mr. McNeed, Lincoln thought, was that as he answered each question, his eyes would shift, almost retract visibly. Then, they would become clear and present. It seemed to happen when the questions involved his military record. Lincoln had learned to recognize this eye change as “cloaking,” as he had seen it often in spies of all sorts. The president paced up and down, his head down and reflective before his men.
He made his decision and turned to the group, “Please leave us, Mr. McNeed.”
And after the man disappeared down the corridor, Lincoln turned to the curious Cabinet members and said, “I don’t want this man anywhere close to me.” Lincoln pounded his open flat hand onto his desk as the astonished group gasped and was riveted to attention. “Show me a man who is forty who is not responsible for his face.” With that he pulled in his vest jacket and with long strides left the room.
Weeks later a news bulletin emerged from a Border state with an artist’s rendering of an escaped convict, Walter McNeed, who had been incarcerated for killing his brother, Lt. James McNeed, and stealing his military papers. The murdered brother, Lt. James McNeed had been a valiant soldier, decorated in battle. And for those who studied the facial drawing closely, the man who had stood before Lincoln had been none other than Walter McNeed.
(c) Copyright, Barbara Roberts. September, 2009. All rights reserved.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
The Princess and The Gardener
Alabaster straightened his legs and shook the dust from his hands. He was hidden behind the ferns in the fountain he was planting for the emperor. At one time he had been a brave knight leading troops into battle, but his face had been burned and scarred in one siege. So, he wore a mask to cover his scars so that he would not frighten the children and the women would not pity him. The court artist had woven the mask to resemble the face Alabaster had had before the burns. The king had given him the role of Royal Gardener for the palace. At least he was still useful to his to his liege, so he was happy.
His fingers went to rest on the hoe as he watched the scene at the far end of the courtyard. Princess Lisette was being led by her maid to a stone bench surrounded by his Glory roses. Her woven long hair was filled with sunshine. The pink silk and damask laced gown was the color of her blushing cheeks as each suitor approached her. The runners had spread the word thoughout the provinces that the Princess was seeking a husband, so men – brave and tall, short and pudgy, merchants and princes came forward. Some of the knights boasted of their conquests, others flaunted velvet jackets and laced shirts. And some became mute when they saw her beauty. She regarded all with quiet humility. Princess Lisette listened, nodded and smiled. But she refused them all.
Her father, the king, paced before her seat, “Darling, you have to accept one of them! I need an heir. Please!” Lisette replied, “Papa, I need to find someone I love. I refuse to marry someone I don’t love.” A similar discussion between them ensued week after week. The king would shake his head and pace with exasperated sighs.
The Princess looked forlorn. She was firm, but being loving and kind by nature, she really wanted to please her father. Alabaster noted with admiration her skin, her hands and her modest smile. He had memorized each of her gowns and silently and secretly adored her.
This afternoon as he was planting the Glory red roses, he heard a quiet weeping coming from her direction. Immediately, he stopped and turned to see the Princess sighing and softly dabbing her eyes with a lace cloth. He wanted to comfort her with all his heart but was hesitant as he was only the gardener. Then, he realized the real reason was that he was ashamed of his facial burns and the mask he wore to cover them.
So, he placed himself near her chair, but remained hidden. “My lady, I am only the gardener, but I wish to know why you weep. Please tell me the reason for your sadness.”
Princes Lisette turned to the area of the ferns to see a tall and muscular man in simple garb. His hands were large and strong, but his face was obscured by the foliage.
“Sir, for weeks my father, the King, has been trying to find a suitor for my hand in marriage. Though many men have come to me, none of them move my heart.” She inhaled a sob. Alabaster’s facial burns had deepened his sensitivity to other’s sorrows and unfulfilled longings. In his heart he had lived a million lives in his one body, and his heart had seen and touched it all.
”My lady,” he began, “I understand the heart’s longing for pure love. “Pure love alone can satisfy. Divine Love alone can heal. It is worth waiting for such a love.”
Comforted that someone understood her inner feelings, the princess turned to him and asked, “And how is it a gardener speaks with such wisdom? Will you tell me your story and how you have come to know of such things?” And so began many conversations and a friendship between the two. Every week Alabaster would put a perfect Glory on her chair. His heart would quicken when he saw her satin gowns entering his floral cave. Sometimes they would talk between suitors. She understood his thoughts and shared his observations. And they laughed. Week after week his secret love for her grew.
“Love can heal. Love can change you. It is worth waiting for such a love.”
By fall the leaves were red and yellow canopies above the alcove. All week he would go over the words he would say to her. He reviewed her mannerisms, her smiles. And even though he told her “Love can heal,” in his own heart, he believed she could never love him. His face was burned beyond recognition, and he was afraid to be seen without his mask. The princes from the outlining provinces had come and gone on horseback. The king was going bald from tearing out his hair, and the Queen had stopped eating for her worry over Lisette. The Princess was given an ultimatum that she must choose a husband or be banished to that outer forest with her maid.
When Alabaster brought her morning beverage, Lisette spoke up, “My friend, we have spent months talking and coming to understand each other’s inner hearts. I know you are noble and true. You voice is the one I hear in my mind when I go to sleep and when I awaken at dawn. But, Alabaster, I so long to see your face as it really is. Please show me.”
The gardener was shocked by her request and felt deep sorrow. “Princess, what we have now must be enough. I cannot show you my face as in battle it was scarred and changed. I fear that if you saw me as I really am, you would be horrified and banish me from your sight. My heart would break if I could not be your friend.”
Lisette looked at him with a firm gaze, “I know who you are inside, Alabaster. That is enough for me. Please take off your mask so that my fingers might stroke your wounds and give you comfort. Your burns must make you feel lonely, and I seek to give back to you a portion of the love you have given me.” And she became quiet and waited.
“Love can heal. Love can change you. It is worth waiting for such a love.”
So for the first time since the battle, he reached for the artificial covering over his face and carefully removed the mask. He waited for her shock and horror. He waited for a gasp or scream. And nothing came. He looked up into her deep eyes to a smiling face.
“My beloved,” she said lovingly, “Your face has become the same as the mask. Love can heal. Love can change you. It is worth waiting for such a love.”
To the joy of the king and all the land, the royal gardener was wedded to the princess. The king got a wig. The country gave a huge banquet for the wedding, and the queen started eating again.
© Copyright, July, 2009. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved.
Barbara Roberts at: www facereading1.com
MatchU4Love Dating Service
Jason sighed. If this date were any more of a gold digger, she’d be on his lap taking out his fillings. He really needed to changed 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 that 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 and with children, rich and poor, he’d reached his limit for even a “man on the go.” Perhaps an image change? Perhaps a lobotomy.
He 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 as a turtle.
“Well, there’s this woman who went on The Tyra Banks Show 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 like 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
So the ones that would be an ideal match for you could be:
Blue-gray eyes
Rounded forehead line
Strong jaw and chin
Naso-labial lines that circle around the mouth
Full, balanced lips
Rounded 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.”
He 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 a long time.
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 face his German Shepard, Massie, who as currently take up half of his bed. “They’ll soon be someone to replace you, my girl.” 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 newspaper 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 tea bag in her cup, she tuned 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 awfully 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 from his list. In his mind he mentally he was begging God for this, 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. 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 the same thing 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 you start sleeping on the floor. Cassie and Arnold are coming to live here.” And he thought he saw Massie smile before she rolled over and started snoring.
© Copyright, July, 2009. Barbara Roberts. All rights reserved. This story cannot be duplicated in any form without my permission. To contact Barbara go to:
www.facereading1.com
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