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Yes, this post is quite late, but the since I returned from my beautiful vacation at Rainbow Mountain Resort, I have been, as one of my clients would say, “mega busy.”
However, I wanted to finish writing about my recent experiences at Rainbow Mountain Resort, especially as it was my third time there, although my first time visiting by myself.
It was an especially rainy day on Saturday, September 12, 2015. It rained heavily, then lightly, then heavily again.
Personally, I had no issue with it, although it did lead me to change the Magickal plans I had that evening.
The staff member who had availed himself of a private, one-hour Reading with me the day before, agreed to take me to a nearby Metaphysical store. Of course, “nearby” is a relative term. In a mountainous region like East Stroudsburg/Mount Pocono, down the road means a few miles away!
When I arrived, I discovered that the store was not a Metaphysical store, but a botanica!
A botanica is a store that could be described as a Latin-American Metaphysical store (what some commonly call “New Age” stores) but with herbs, as in “botanicals.”
Also, this was the first time that I was in this part of Pennsylvania and heard Spanish spoken. I AM accustomed to hearing Spanish being spoken in my area, as well as in NYC, but in mountainous Pennsylvania, not at all!
It was a lovely surprise, and I was also happy to learn the owners are Puerto Rican. Although I AM Cuban and not Puerto Rican, I AM aware of a lovely Latin American song that refers to Cuba and Puerto Rico as “the wings of the same bird.”
Well, I was so happy to meet the lovely owners, and find some wonderful products, such as incense, pendants, and the like.
What fascinated me was a product (you can call it a potion, if you wish) that was a vibrant red color with some flower petals in it. I instinctively knew it was a “love potion,” but was surprised that Goddess (or, Spirit, if you prefer) was Divinely Guiding me to purchase it. I very rarely use such products, even when I was longing for romantic love, and certainly nothing that smelled so sweet.
However, I was being obedient to the Divine Guidance that I received, and as such, I purchased it.
Of course, I was also very happy to be Re-Minded that so many people, including Latin Americans are moving to Pennsylvania. Indeed, the prices of real estate is much lower than, say, Manhattan, although, if you forget something at the grocery store, you know you shall need to get into your car and drive a good twenty minutes (on a good day) or half-an-hour to forty-five minutes (on a not-so-good day), but I digress.
After I returned to my room at Rainbow Mountain Resort, I spent some time enjoying my Goddess-Graced Goodies, and relaxed. Offhand, I do not recall if this was before dinner or after dinner, but I think it was before dinner. And I was especially thankful to the staff member who had not only availed himself of my Psychic Services, but told me about this place during his Reading with me.
I enjoyed the rest of my evening, and then, something happened…
I shall share that in “Back at the Mountain, Day 4…”
Before I close, I wish to acknowledge my newest blog followers. They are: “Violet Black” and “scrappy1205.” Thank you for honoring who you are and what you do, and for contributing to others. May you receive great insight and great PRIDE in following “This Gay Man’s Life…”
And for those of you already following or reading (without following ) “This Gay Man’s Life…” thank you for honoring who you are and what you do, and for honoring who I AM and what I do, too.
Thank you, and good night.
Those that truly know me know that I AM a fanatic about punctuality.
However, although I fully intended to take the 1PM Martz Trailways bus departing from the Port Authority Bus Terminal in Midtown Manhattan, NYC, I missed it by five minutes.
So, I took the 1:45PM bus, which was totally OK with me.
And it was a good thing I began walking to the gate at around 1:30PM, because there were already between ten to fifteen people in line.
Once the bus was in motion, I felt much more relaxed.
The bus arrived on time at the Stroudsburg/Delaware Water Gap station. I took a few moments to freshen up, then called a cab.
After waiting twenty minutes, I called another cab company. That one arrived much sooner, and then I was on my way to Rainbow Mountain Resort.
Once I arrived at the Mountain, I completed the business of paying in full for my reservation, then went up to my Dorm Room (yes, they are called Dorm Rooms now; I do not recall the previous name for this batch of rooms), unpacked, then took a few moments to savor the bed, the air conditioner, the ceiling fan, etc.
I rarely, if ever, complain about the weather, but the high temperatures and humidity in my area these last few weeks have been brutal.
Even as I write these lines, the air conditioner is on (at the “Hi Cool” setting), and the ceiling fan is on, and the maximum speed. And make no mistake, it felt so fucking good!
My first day was a day to settle in, and to enjoy being away. No to mention have a fantastic dinner.
Since my arrival, I have been referring to Chef Pam as a Living Goddess of Culinary Delights.
I have a confession to make: when I was making the reservation, I asked the reservations clerk if Chef Pam still worked here, and he assured me that she does.
Of course, let us say for the sake of argument, that I had not believed him; I would have known she still works here, with the first bite of my appetizer.
I AM sure some of you want to know what I had for dinner on evening of Thursday, September 10, 2015. However, I feel that I would be teasing and torturing you if I told you. I did, share the details with one of my personal heroes, and he began having a very loud, high-pitched orgasm. And this man is quite butch!
Truly, I AM having a wonderful time, and soon, I shall write and publish “Back at the Mountain, Day 2…”
Thank you, good night, and good morning, too.
For more than twenty years now, one of my favorite places to visit is Pennsylvania.
I have written numerous blog post on both “This Gay Man’s Life…” as well as my first WordPress Blog, “This Is Who I AM” sharing my experiences in both the Center City section of Philadelphia, as well as New Hope, Pennsylvania.
Well, in less than three weeks, I return to a place that I have only visited twice before, but love no less than either Center City, Philadelphia, or New Hope: Rainbow Mountain Resort, in East Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania.
I first learned about Rainbow Mountain Resort (also known as Rainbow Mountain) about ten years ago or so. A good acquaintance, who had also availed himself of my Psychic Services, had entered a raffle, and won a complimentary weekend at Rainbow Mountain.
I do not recall the former name of the specific accommodations where the raffle entitled my acquaintance to stay, but on Rainbow Mountain’s Website, the room in which my friend and I stayed is not part of a set of rooms called the “King” Rooms, probably because each of them has a King-sized bed.
He did not want to go by himself, and asked if I would accompany him. At that time, I had only been teaching group Prosperity Classes for a short time, but I knew a Money Miracle and Prosperity Gift when I saw it! I still do, by the way!
I was happy to accompany him, and he and I coordinated our respective schedules and had a fantastic time.
My second time was in November, 2013. I accompanied a good friend, and not only introduced him to both a great place, but my love for Pennsylvania, too. He happens to live for chocolate, so the “Chocolate Lovers” weekend, was truly, a no-brainer!
This shall be the first time I go by myself.
Now, a little bit about why I AM going in a few weeks.
About a month ago or so, I was reading Rainbow Mountain’s Email Newsletter, , and one of the upcoming theme weekends was a “Flea Market” weekend. Now, I happen to love flea markets, but more importantly, for years, I had been Divinely Guided to give Readings at a flea market. However, the ones in my area do not draw me.
In addition, I feel it would be a unique experience to have a Reader at a flea market.
However, the flea market weekend at Rainbow Mountain was canceled. I was surprised to learn that I was the only person that expressed an interest in being a vendor at said flea market.
Am I disappointed? I was, but not any more. Frankly, I need the time away. My Body, Mind, and Soul are very much in need of this time away, and the Spiritualist in me knows that this shall be an excellent form of Divine Restoration.
In addition, I have been exploring some wonderful, Metaphysical/Magickal videos on YouTube, that have Re-Minded me of my Sacred Practices. I felt led to make a few videos, during my stay at the Mountain.
Now, for all intents and purposes, my time at Rainbow Mountain Resort went from being a business trip, to a vacation trip. However, I shall take my smartphone and my laptop computer with me, and I know that at least one staff member has expressed an interest in having a private Reading with me. Said staff member and I simply need to look at the when. Obviously, it shall be while I AM there.
For those of you who have yet to experience Rainbow Mountain Resort, I encourage you to check it out. Please know that no one at Rainbow Mountain Resort is paying me to write this blog post. I love the place, and I AM long overdue to write an original blog post on “This Gay Man’s Life…” And so, here it is.
The food is beyond FAB! The staff is totally wonderful! The accommodations are lovely!
But please, do not take my word for it. Read the online reviews, and learn first-hand why so many of us love the Mountain!
Not to mention the pool, sauna, steam room (which, this time I AM FINALLY visiting!), hot tub (my personal favorite!), the beautiful trails in the woods, and so much more.
For more info, please visit their Website:
If you do stay there, feel free to tell them you found out about “the Mountain” from Robert Alvarez, the Psychic Witch.
For now, I wish all of you great fun, great PRIDE, and a great rest of the Summer.
As many of you know, this past year or so, I have become more comfortable with referring to myself as a “bear.”
For those of you who may be unfamiliar with some of the terms Gay Men have for each other, a “bear” is a man who is hairy and husky. I AM hairy, and husky, so there. Bear (smile).
In addition, there are different kinds of bears. For example, a black bear is a hairy and husky man who is black or of African descent. A brown bear is a hairy and husky man who is either Latino, Hispanic, Indian (as in, from India, as opposed to Native American/First Nation), etc.
A panda bear is a hairy and husky man who is also Asian (yes, they do exist).
And so, with that, I share this post from this super beautiful bear, Mr. Freddy Freeman.
Freddy Freeman is a singer/songwriter, Spiritual bear, and so much more. I have had the pleasure of meeting him, as well as seeing him perform with his beautiful and multi-talented husband (or, to stick to the parlance, husbear), as well as THE Rev. Yolanda.
And with that, here is the post:
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And now, I wish all of you a beautiful day, a wonderful week, and a wondrous weekend, and remember to let your GAY Light shine!
In the last few months, I have written blog posts on “This Gay Man’s Life…” about events that I have attended at the Bureau of General Services–Queer Division (or, the Bureau, for short). I have stated in said blog posts that I need to write an actual blog post about the Bureau.
After attending a recent (as well as lovely, or rather, another lovely event) at the Bureau, not to mention telling both of its co-founders, Donnie Jochum and Greg Newton, how much I love their space (very much, in fact!) and then mentioning this WordPress Blog, I knew the time had come for me to finally sit my ass down and write this blog post.
And yes, my beautiful followers and readers, you can say it (or, in this case, write it). In fact, I shall happily start you off: “Robert, it is about FUCKING TIME you wrote a blog post about the Bureau!”
So here it is.
The Bureau brings back a Queer bookstore, art and cultural space to Manhattan, NYC.
Those of us who live in or near NYC and are at least twenty-five years of age may recall that Manhattan had two LGBTQ bookstores: A Different Light and the Oscar Wilde Memorial Bookshop. As you also know, they closed up their respective shops many years ago.
The Bureau was originally located in the Strange Loop Gallery, located on Orchard Street, in the Lower East Side section of Manhattan, NYC from November, 2012, until August, 2013. From there, it moved to Hester Street, also in the Lower East Side, and was there from September, 2013, until September, 2014.
I vaguely recall when it was located at Strange Loop Gallery, but was very happy that I discovered it in the Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, & Transgender Community Center, located on West 13th Street in the Greenwich Village section of Manhattan.
Although I AM a happy Gay Man, I was happy to have attended a Bisexual Book Club meeting, as my very first Bureau experience. In addition, I happen to have a dear friend who is a fellow professional Lightworker (specifically, an Energy Healing Practitioner) and who is also Bisexual, and he accompanied me to the book club meeting.
Frankly, I was happy to introduce someone else to the Bureau, so soon after learning about its existence.
Since then, I have been to about four or five other events at the Bureau, and looking forward to attending others. By the way, did you know, the Bureau hosted 171 events in 2014?
For more information about the Bureau of General Services–Queer Division, as well as upcoming events, offering to volunteer, or arranging to make donations (because really, Manhattan has already had two queer bookstores close, having another one would simply not do!), you can visit their Website:
I AM most thankful to both Donny and Greg for co-founding the Bureau, and for all they do there, and make no mistake, they do a lot!
Before I close, I wish to acknowledge my newest blog follower, “thescalesofapisces.” Thank you for honoring who you are and what you do. May you receive great information and great PRIDE from following “This Gay Man’s Life…”
Most of you know that I book up super fast.
Between a professional Psychic Practice, and a side position of employment that is more full-time than part-time, especially since September, 2014, advance notice is truly a great friend of mine.
When someone tells me about something taking place within a week of the notice, the chances of me attending are slim to none, but when I find out about something happening at least two months from the time I find out about it, the chances of me attending are much greater.
Indeed, it was approximately two months ago that I found out about FlameCon, NYC’s very first Queer Comic Convention, and I was so happy to learn about it.
I must confess, that when it comes to comic books, the only one that I ever read faithfully was Darkwing, which I enjoyed very much, especially since the lead character discovered an Ancient Egyptian artifact that imbued him with super powers.
Nonetheless, I was overjoyed to have had the opportunity to attend FlameCon.
Interestingly enough, I had the opportunity to go to the Prospect Avenue in Brooklyn this past Thursday, June 11, for a different event and reason, which certainly helped me to find Grand Prospect Hall so I could attend this event.
I love that a nationally registered historic place (yes, Grand Prospect Hall is a historic monument, another reason why Brooklyn is badass!), was the site of the very first FlameCon.
Even before I arrived, I could see people who either were going to or coming from Grand Prospect Hall. The various super hero logo t-shirts, not to mention various people beautifully and wonderfully engaged in cosplay.
The volunteers were super nice and helpful, and they did a great job of taking care of everyone, including me.
Now, to the juicy stuff!
When I entered the Sun Room, I soon encountered the lovely Tere Michaels, author of, among many others novels, The Vigilante: Book One: Who Knows the Storm. Now, when I first encountered her, I was about to ask her how much a book entitled Dreams of Fire and Gods: Gods, by James Erich was.
However, she totally surprised me by informing me that, if I sign up for their Email list, I can have any book on that side of the table, FREE! Truly, arm-twisting was wholly unnecessary!!
Yes, I signed up (after placing that book in my bag), and then I met Jeff, the wonderful husband of the wonderful author known as Damon Suede.
First of all, Jeff is not only beyond badass, but super sweet. At one point, he asked me if I simply wanted to browse, of if I wanted to hear the pitch. Frankly, I wanted to hear the pitch, because I really did feel like a tourist all over again (there must be something about that section of Brooklyn that turns me into a tourist!).
I loved his pitch, and wound up purchasing the aforementioned The Vigilante: Book One: Who knows the Storm, by Tere Michaels, then purchased Hot Head, by Damon Suede (which, Jeff, verbally applauded; I mean, really, between the delicious-looking, half-naked studs depicted on the cover of the book, the title (REALLY!), and, after Jeff told me the story behind Mr. Suede’s Bad Idea, how could I not buy it, too?
So, I purchased the three books, which of course, I had autographed, and what wondrous autographs, indeed!
Then, Jeff gave me a pair of purple sunglasses with the Dreamspinner Press logo on one of the arms, then a “bad idea” stick pin.
Of course, Jeff flustered me because he took one out of the box, leaned forward and said, “How would you like a bad idea?” Oh, my Gods! I was a-flutter the way he said it!
So much so, that my usual dominant nature was temporarily suspended and I told him to stick it wherever he wanted!
Really, he said it so seductively, that I was quite flustered. It felt good to be Re-Minded of manly wiles!
After that, I walked around to the other side of the Sun Deck and saw THE Tom Cardamone. I first met him back in 2013 (you can read about that experience by visiting https://thetarotman.wordpress.com/2013/04/13/tom-and-trebor-rimming-a-horse-and-a-faun/ ), and saw his book, The Lavender Menace, which he not only edited but also features one of his stories. You know I cannot wait to read all of them!
I also had the lovely pleasure of meeting Jezza Smilez, who created Nathan and the Adonai. The artist is even more gorgeous than the men he draws.
All I can say is: HOT DAMN!
Then, I walked into The Salon, and saw Greg Fox, the super cool creator of THE Kyle’s Bed & Breakfast. I first discovered this series, several years ago, during one of my first visits to Giovanni’s Room, and I love the series. No overt nudity, which I can enjoy, and a culturally diverse cast of sexy men, which proves that men come in many different beautiful shapes, sizes, and colors!
I must confess, although I have owned the first Kyle’s Bed & Breakfast book for years, I had no plans to buy anything, but between some great chats, and some star-strucked behavior on my part (which, if Mr. Fox is reading this, I hope and pray I did make you feel uncomfortable), I decided to purchase Kyle’s B & B Presents: The Pin-Ups.
Again, all I can say is: HOT DAMN!!
Alas, by the time I saw C. Edwards, author of both Abel Boddy and 12′ Roommate (which has been designated as NSFW!! [Not Safe For Work] and I have no doubt that designation is quite correct!), I was running low on funds. Good thing I had made sure to set aside the bulk of my monies and leave those at home, otherwise, well, I might have been carrying a sandwhich board sign that reads “WILL GIVE READINGS FOR FOOD.”
And I almost forgot: I purchased a copy of Cretian Cow, by THE Gengoroh Tagame. I had the honor and pleasure of reconnecting with two people who work with THE Jiraiya. I had the honor and pleasure of meeting both of them a few months ago, when I met THE Jiraiya. Alas, no, I did not write a blog post about it.
If I allowed other men to spank me, I think there would be a line of men wanting to spank me, and hard!
I wanted to take a short break, so I took the Otis French birdcage elevator to the Balcony and sat to do some people watching. Which I enjoyed very much. Half-naked men, especially fellow hairy men who were in full force today!
If you have the opportunity to go to FlameCon, next year, I highly recommend it.
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