A Pagan and a Christian walk into a bar…

coexistThere is a joke MEME going around online that says, “A Jew, a Muslim, a Christian, a Buddhist, and an Atheist walk into a bar…then they talk, laugh, drink and become great friends. It’s not a joke, it’s what happens when you are not an asshole.”
It made me laugh when I saw it because of its simple truth. It also made me smile because I’m in a relationship with a man of a different faith than myself.
I consider myself a modern day Pagan. Nature is my Sanctuary. Love my religion.
He is (though he hates the stigma that goes with it) a Christian. He follows Jesus’ teachings of faith, hope and love.
I have been asked (and he has too) many times, “How do you make it work with such different points of view on something as significant as belief?”
The answer is a simple one…Mutual respect and love. I respect the man and he respects me.
We have spent countless hours together drinking wine and talking about religion. The pros and cons, the ups and downs, creation vs evolution (and maybe a mix of both), on and on…
Not ONE time have we ever fought about it (and trust me, we are both stubborn fighters). I have learned a great deal from him, and he from me; and with open ears and an open heart each of our views have changed over time.
I look at the news and see what is happening in the world and it makes me cry. Belief and religion should bring the world together, not tear us apart. The world needs a healthy dose of mutual respect, love…and maybe a glass of wine.
Now these three things remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13
“Love is a gift of one’s inner most soul to another, so both can be whole.”
Namaste my friends
Jay & Mylene
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A Thought About Memorial Day

JumpThis past weekend we celebrated Memorial Day. I’m a little embarrassed to say that it’s a holiday I have not fully understood until recently and especially until this weekend.
For the past six months I have fallen in love with an incredible man. He is an artist (and is the one responsible for all the new photos on New Age Source). He is thoughtful, smart, loving and funny. He treats me and my boys with respect. He is an amazing father. He cries when we watch movies and hugs me when I’m sad.
He is also a complete badass.
Like many of you, the idea of war makes me upset and sick, but here is a secret….it does the same to him, and he is a search and rescue combat medic.
I NEVER in my wildest dreams thought I would fall for or end up with a military man, but the universe is funny that way, and so here I am. Suddenly I have had to question my (maybe misguided) perceptions of “these people with machine guns.”
War is an ugly truth in this world that many of us do not want to think about; but now as fate would have it, I have to think about it often, because it just might take him from me someday.
He does not talk much about war. Once in awhile, after a couple glasses of wine, he will say a little. Or he will send me and the boys pictures of him jumping out of an airplane during training, but for the most part I feel he keeps quiet so not to worry me. But when he sleeps at night, I see the scars on his hands. I see the faint blood stains on his uniforms, boots and gear. I see now.
This past weekend we went to a Memorial Day parade, and I saw him. I saw his eyes and sadness when Taps was being played on the bugle, and during the 21 gun salute. I saw that he has seen this before, but on a battlefield and not a local parade. He has seen the horror. He has held a friend as he took his last breath, and then cried over him. I can see now what Memorial Day really means.
I am not pro-war (and neither is he) and I do not wish to get into the politics of why people fight, but I’ve learned a lot. I have learned that despite our own beliefs, or political affiliations, or presumptions of the men and women that carry those guns, they are still human. They have family, children, spouses and friends. These people are still willing to give up their lives, and many have, for something that is bigger than themselves….THAT IS HUMBLING.
That thought challenges me, “What am I willing to give up?”
As I was just typing this, I went upstairs to take Bella out for a walk and he was watching CNN. He had a huge smile of his face and said, “Mylene, Look at this! This is the stuff I F@#king live for!” I looked at the TV and saw some of his friends. They where in Nepal helping with the relief and rescue efforts….as he says, “So that others may live”
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Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mother's DayThis weekend we take time to celebrate the strong, loving, courageous, forgiving and fearless angles we call mothers.
Rudyard Kipling once said, “God could not be everywhere and therefor he made mothers.”
I agree with Mr. Kipling. There is no stronger energy on earth than that of a mother’s love for her children, but allow me, if you will, to take a moment to go just a little further.
The truth is, when I sat down to write about Mother’s Day I wanted something inspirational, something we could all relate to. But we already know how amazing our moms are. Many of us are moms ourselves and know the deep love in our souls that we have for our kids (no matter how mad they make us sometimes).
For six hours I had a case of good ‘ol fashion writer’s block. So I decided to get away from my desk and go for a much needed walk. I was about a mile down the road when I started really thinking about what Mr. Kipling said, “God made mothers…” That quote kept repeating itself in my head until something very clear inside of me told me, “Just look up Mylene.”
The sun had just dropped below the mountains turning them into purple shadows, while the sky was neon pink with accents of puffy white clouds. Some geese flew overhead in a V and I noticed the once bare trees from winter where beginning to grow spring buds.
God created mothers…
Like the woman who carried us, nurtured us, raised us, scolded us and inspired us, so is Mother Nature. We may not always notice her or say thank you, but she is always there for us with here arms and heart wide open.
This Mother’s Day may we not forget to say thank you to her as well. Look up, even for just a moment on Sunday night and think….
God created Mothers.
Happy Mother’s Day.
Mother Earth
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 Mylene & Christopher   Large corporations love to throw out the term “re-branding” in order to reach new customers and increase profits, but what does re-branding really mean?

Over the past year major changes have happened in my life and in The New Age Source. I have become a divorced single mom, I have seen my boys grow, I have traveled, I have laughed and cried and (truth be told) I am falling in love with an absolutely incredible man.

This past year has been a year of re-branding, not just the company, but my life. These types of changes will not increase sales and bring a wider market demographic. I may in fact, actually lose people that I have known for a very long time; but change is part of life and to deny those changes is to deny a part of our humanity.

I started The New Age Source to bring products to you that would challenge, elevate, inspire and help along this journey of life. I want to not only renew my commitment to you as customers but as friends. As a friend I want to challenge you: If there are things in your life that no longer serve a positive purpose for yourself or others, re-brand. If anger in your mind overpowers love and compassion, re-brand. If abuse overpowers kindness, re-brand.

Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. If changes have to be made, make them! These changes may be hard and painful at times. Friends and family may not immediately understand, but in the end in may just be the greatest re-branding of your life.

All the best my friends,


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