NOW AVAILABLE!


Ok, all you lovely, dovey post followers.

Your waiting is over!

The Sweet Creamy Stuff in the Middle: Love Above and Beyond is now available on Amazon.com.

And at loveaboveandbeyond.com


Begin your journey into a heavenly romance and order it now.

Back Cover Description

Thank you to the dear, anonymous soul friend who took the time to send in this lovely, accurate description of what The Sweet Creamy Stuff in the Middle: Love Above and Beyond is all about.

Available for purchase on Amazon next week!


Sandra Alexander's latest work stands alone as an elegantly written, often steamy romance, steeped in mystery, ecstasy and sacred sexuality. Love Above and Beyond offers the reader a delicious distraction--an escape into a heavenly love affair.

As if that were not enough, Alexander weaves in her own deeply personal journey, as she travels out of her physical body in order to find the man her soul longs to love. At times she questions her own sanity. But gradually, answers come and beg to be shared. What is real? What happens when we die? How thin is the curtain between worlds? What can we learn from the astral experience that we often neglect to learn during our earthly existence? 

Whether you experience The Sweet Creamy Stuff in the Middle: Love Above and Beyond as a delicious romantic journey into love, or as a spiritual exploration, the purpose of this writing is clear—to offer us a glimpse of how love is truly meant to be—and to deliver profound, poetic messages from a man who seeks and finds meaning in his own life after death. 

Love is Being There

The Sweet Creamy Stuff in the Middle: Love Above and Beyond  is nearly ready for print. In honor of Valentine's Day, I am providing a very sweet excerpt. The main idea is simple. Love means being there.

Two days in the mountain the air. The baby bear. The deer in the crosswalks. The soundless, moonless nights. It was worth waking at 2 am just to listen to the silence and commune with the missing moonlight. And I did wake. And I didn’t travel. I hoped Daniel would understand. Each night as I drifted only as far as my dreams, I whispered to him. I am with you. I will come back to you. But I didn’t invite him to join me.

Each morning as I woke in the downstairs spare bedroom in my daughter’s country log cabin, the world began to feel real again. One granddaughter and one grandson. I had been ever present in their lives since they were born. I revisited the experience in my mind. My infant granddaughter, 4 years before, lying on my chest as she slept. I got into watching foreign films with subtitles so I could keep the sound on mute and not wake her. Now, during my visit, right around 6:30 am, I would hear the soft but obvious creaking of the wooden stairs that led to my sleeping space. Soon,a tousled, flannel clad, still sleepy 4-year-old, stuffed bunnies in tow, would climb into bed with me, smelling sweet and warm, nestle her head on my chest and fall back to sleep.

I was grateful for the awareness that this was no time to be absent. Love meant being there. Present and aware—the sound of a little girl’s breathing, sighing in her sleep, the way the wisps of her hair tickled my chin. She would wake soon and we would go upstairs and join the family for a hearty breakfast. The scent of nutty dark roast and pancakes on the griddle would wake her. Every day there, away from home, away from traveling to the other place, would begin that way. And for the first time, I think, I finally experienced it fully. I had learned to savor. And just in these few days, there was so very much to savor!

Staying Real: The True Challenge

My manuscript of the Sweet Creamy Stuff in the Middle: Love Above and Beyond is nearing completion. The writing is done.The cover is designed. But let me ask you...in your life, how hard or how easy it is to remain authentic?

I thought I had that issue pretty much under control but in the last phase of writing this book, I found myself very vulnerable and reactive to outside opinions. The title of the book, the description of what the contents really hold, came under scrutiny from the outside world. Does that happen to you, in your writing, in your work, in your relationships, in the truth of who you really are?

Some of us have spent years, not even knowing who we are anymore.,,chameleon like creatures, amazingly adept at changing our colors to match our surroundings instead of creating surroundings to match our soul's exquisite energy of love and truth.

That was my personal mission this morning. To revise the book cover and its title to match my heart's purpose and to honor the beautiful souls who have enlisted me as a devoted messenger to deliver the ecstasy, poetry and beauty through this book.

Perhaps that message stands alone today. About how each of us is showing up in any given situation. How important it is to make the shift from adjusting our environment to support us rather than losing ourselves, by fitting in.

I am excited to share this completed work with you in very short order. Stay tuned dear friends. Meanwhile, a little teaser. A poem, an excerpt from the book.

Real

I walk yet you hear not a footstep.

No imprint that waits in the sand

I cry yet you hear not a whimper.

This being, no longer a man.

I once made a mark on the earth plane.

Chased madly the thunderous applause

Only now that my ashes are scattered

I’m not the effect, but the cause.

New power comes hard and with effort.

With a wisp of a thought, I can heal.

Though few now on this plane can see me

It’s the first time my purpose is real.

What a relief to finally get real!

Through death we find out what’s real?

                                            Daniel 2010