Feeling Lucky

As today is St. Patrick’s Day, I was thinking about feeling lucky. There’s a lot of talk about luck today–namely, “The Luck of the Irish.” I’m not Irish, not even a tiny bit, but through the years I’ve considered myself a pretty lucky person nonetheless. 😉

I had heard somewhere that if you consider yourself lucky your luck increases. That a positive attitude begets a positive, happy life. I like to think this is true, that we can think ourselves to a happy life, and we probably can. By being happy and grateful for what we have, we see how fortunate we really are. Sure, I have plenty that bugs me during an average day, but trying to focus on the good really puts it all into perspective.

I close every one of my yoga classes with gratitude–asking my students to think of three things they are grateful for even if they’re not feeling especially happy that day.

I’ve read that Tennessee Williams said, “Luck is believing you’re lucky.” (I may be paraphrasing.) I think he’s right. So for St. Patrick’s Day, I wish you lots of luck, and hope you consider yourself lucky, too.



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Finding Peace

Peace is different for each of us. I find peace in the West Village of Manhattan and on my yoga mat. For some, finding peace involves being outdoors or alone. Some meditate.

How you achieve peace for yourself is irrelevant. What matters is that you do.

Why?

When we come from a place of peace rather than chaos, we’re a better version of ourselves. Even as a certified yoga teacher with over 500 hrs of training, I often find myself in a frenzied state believing if I work faster and harder, I’ll do more.

Of course, quite the opposite is true.

I’m busy, just like you. I’m the caretaker of elderly parents as well as a mom of two young girls. And in addition to being a writer, I work as a yoga instructor. I’m lucky–my days are maxed by good things, but I’m often scheduled to the minute. And I can fly high at that frenzied level for some time, thinking I’m getting so much accomplished, but inevitably, I crash.

This weekend was one of those times. The crash was hard and ugly, and involved a lot of sobbing. 😉

That’s why this morning, I chose to put the weekend aside and start from a place of peace. I scheduled myself the time to take a yoga class, then immediately wrote a list of what needed to get done. (On paper means it’s off your brain and you’re more productive.)

Then I gave myself permission to be messy and understand I won’t have all the answers. I don’t need to. And neither do you.

The universe has a plan for each of us. We just need to take a breath, and allow.

Wishing you days filled with peace and contentment.



A Beautiful Class Led by a Beautiful Soul.

Last week I took a beautiful yoga class led by a beautiful soul.

An incredibly fortunate way to start a weekend.

It was a class much like any other—a good class, a strong class—a class filled with intention, designed with care, spotted with instruction, and speckled with humor. But it was more than sequencing or asana.

It was the instructor.

Time and again I have been called to her class. I have often tried to dissect her dynamic pull (and it’s not just me, her room is maxed), but I’ve been unable.

Until now.

Yes, she is beautiful outside as well as in. But that’s not her draw. She is small in stature, never caught in fashion trends or designer tights, her hair is short and her vibe—fierce. 

She is ten years younger than me, yet I find myself learning from her rather than vice versa.

But why? Because she is one of the most genuine people I have ever met.

If she were a map, she would be so complex and detailed she’d be nearly impossible to read. She’d be covered with all that’s required and beautiful: mountains and valleys, oceans and rivers. But she would also show the darkness: the obstacles, road work, and traffic jams; the hours spent behind the wheel, crying, dreaming, wanting more, with stale coffee in hand and screaming children in the back.

Her roads would undoubtedly lead to unknown destinations.  

She assures us she has good days and bad. Yet as she lives them, you cannot help but feel she is truly experiencing them—touching them, never glazing over them or turning away from either love or fear.

For years I wondered what it was about this beautiful soul that made her so dynamic—now I see: she just is. Truthfully, honestly, messily, bravely, and beautifully.

A lesson I hope to learn.

And my wish for you is that someday you also take a beautiful class led by a truly beautiful soul.


Pre-Order Giveaway!

I have a new release coming out January 21, 2019!

The Risk of Happiness:

The Punk Rocker

The Risk of Happiness: The Punk Rocker, is Book 3 in The New York Artists Series, but even if you haven’t read books 1 & 2, don’t worry! They’re all standalone so you can read in any order.

Blurb:

Bad boy punk rock star Reale Lynxx never expected to see his ex-girlfriend, Amanda Simmons, again. And after she’d stomped on his heart and walked out on him six years ago, he’s not so sure he wants to. Certainly Reale never imagined he would rescue Amanda and her son, Johnny, from drowning. But all it takes is one evening with her and Reale is ready to leave the past behind and try again.

Amanda never meant to hurt Reale and happily jumps heart-first into rebuilding their relationship. But when she confesses she left him to secretly raise their son, Reale grows livid, fighting her and gaining custody of Johnny…

When Reale realizes he was wrong for taking Johnny away, he tries to win Amanda back. But can she forgive the man who took her son? And can she ever trust Reale again, no matter how much she loves him?

Here’s the extra fun part:

There is a special gift for you when you Pre-Order
The Risk of Happiness: The Punk Rocker (until Jan. 21, 2019)! 

PRE-ORDER NOW!

Email me (cathrine@cathrinegoldstein.com) a copy of your paid receipt for
The Risk of Happiness: The Punk Rocker,
and I’ll send you TWO FREE GIFTS!

First! Receive a digital copy of
The Risk of Happiness Tour Lynxx poster
digitally SIGNED by Reale Lynxx!

Second! Receive an eBook of either one of the
first two books in The New York Artists Series !
Summer of Irreverence: The Rock Star

OR

To Be or Not To Be: The Actors

That’s getting TWO books for the price of ONE!
But this offer is for PRE-ORDERS ONLY!
Order today! I can’t wait to send you an additional eBook & digital poster!

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I really love this book, and I hope you will, too!

Happy Reading!


Happy New Year! Mala

Just a quick post today to wish you a very Happy 2019!

I started my new year this year by co-teaching a Mala — a series of 108 Sun Salutations at my yoga studio.

Before we began, we each took a slip of paper and wrote what we would like to release from 2018 : stress, anxiety, fear — whatever we needed to let go of. Then we wrote what we’d like to attract for 2019: love, peace, hope — again, it could be specific or general.

After we finished, tired and sweaty, we went outside in silence and burned our slips of paper. It was quite a profound experience, and one I’d love to share with you.

So even without the drama of a fire pit or the Sun Salutations, I encourage you to write down those things you’d like to release and those you’d like to attract, and have your own “ceremony” — just ripping the paper to shreds works! Then sit back and toast yourself, as we go forward to make 2019 our best year yet.

Happy New Year!


Excerpt – A Christmas Angel

A Christmas Angel – A Sneak Peek

My publisher is featuring a fun excerpt from my new holiday novel, featuring rock star Malcolm Angel… I included it here as a sneak peek!  I hope you enjoy! Happy Holidays!

A story to celebrate the holidays…Do you love Malcolm and Summer? Want to know what happens when Summer of Irreverence—The Rock Star ends…?  Here’s a sneak peek at a scene from A Christmas Angel (releasing Christmas 2019), a sequel to Summer of Irreverence-The Rock Star. Here, Malcolm Angel, the biggest rock star in the world, is playing for the lighting of the Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree in Manhattan. 😊 His friend, legendary musician Stephen Craine is ill, and Malcolm steps in to help him out. Happy Holidays!

(Excerpt from: A Christmas Angel Copyright – Cathrine Goldstein)

As soon as the drummer hit the downbeat of Stephen’s most famous song, the crowd went wild.

“Just wait,” Summer mumbled to herself. “Just wait.” She snuggled into her oversized down coat. She was toasty warm despite the frigid New York temperature.

The intro began and Jimmy, Malcolm’s lead guitarist, jogged on.

“Huh!”A collective gasp echoed across the crowd as women pushed their way closer to the stage to see if what they thought was going to happen—would. Sure enough, seconds later, Stephen Craine and Malcolm Angel slid onstage carrying mics. It didn’t matter Malcolm was the biggest rock star in the world; he insisted they enter together.

Malcolm threw his guitar over his shoulder, and it hung down his back.

“AHHHHH!” Fans rushed the stage as he began singing.  

Her heart raced, and she chewed the corner of her lip. Dear God. He raised an arm and his T-shirt lifted to expose rock-hard abs. His hands were covered in fingerless leather gloves, and his hair was perfectly mussed. He looked like he had just rolled out of bed. And the thing was, that was exactly what he looked like when he rolled out of bed. Under her coat she was wearing the sweater he’d just taken off, and she caught a whiff of his scent—strong, dark, dangerous.

Stephen sang the refrain, and thankfully, he was in good voice. No one would ever know how sick the poor guy was. The guitar solos wailed as Malcolm grunted and sang. He held the mic with two hands, pulling it close and then pushing it away in time with his heavy breathing and the audience’s screams.

“We love you, Malcolm!”

“I love you, too.” He winked at Summer, and she grinned.

She dared a glance over her shoulder. Women were shrieking and crying; clapping; singing; dancing wildly. Malcolm lifted a glove to his mouth and pulled it off with his teeth. He chucked it into the audience.

“It’s mine!” A woman in a long puffer coat and trapper hat jumped to catch the glove and held it to her chest as tightly as if she were holding a baby. Another, much taller woman in a shearling jacket reached out and tried to pry it from her grasp. Bedlam broke out as the two women pushed and shoved over Malcolm’s glove.

Her security detail stepped between Summer and the women. “Guys?” She glanced up at the two men Malcolm insisted stay by her side. She shouted to be heard. “I’m okay. Help them.” She nodded to the women, and her security reached out and separated the warring women. Summer took a deep breath, tightening her jacket around her. Thank God no one knew she was wearing one of his sweaters. It was unsettling to see what people would do to be near him. Summer exhaled, and her warm breath passed through her teeth, making a little puff of steam against the icy night. She wasn’t worried about herself, but she was worried about him.

She looked up at him. He had seen it all go down, but never missed a beat. He shimmied his guitar around, but before it made it to the front of him, he… 

Wait, what? Summer shook her head, trying to clear her brain from all the shrieking. Did he just…?

Her cheeks burned, and she must have blushed seven shades of red. Her husband, Malcolm Angel, a rock god, the most famous rock star on the planet, just adjusted himself onstage—on live television—during a Christmas special. And the worst—or best—part? She…reacted…when he did.

She pressed her lips together, fighting to calm her breathing and her desire. Her smile grew wider and wider as she thought about what he would do to her in just a few hours. Malcolm sang the next refrain with Stephen, sharing the mic, before breaking into a guitar solo.

She stared at Malcolm, stunned. Never, in the past eight years had she ever heard him play that song. He knew the music—he seemed to know just about every classic rock song—but he had just picked it up. Just now. He was absolutely incredible. His solo ended and Malcolm winked at her before turning to the band. The song finished, and Malcolm turned back to the audience and threw his arm over his head, holding the mic in the air. She glanced at the patch of dark hair climbing up from his faded jeans and collecting on his lower abs.

“Mm-mm.” He pulled the mic back down, and finished with a loud grunt.

The woman in the trapper hat tried to storm the stage, but Malcolm’s security kept her back.

Malcolm ran across the stage, high-fiving each of the band members and then waved to the crowd. Before he left, he nodded to security to bring Summer backstage, and then he sauntered off.

Summer stared after him, dazed, feeling worn but euphoric, exactly like she did when they spent an entire afternoon in bed.

“Mrs. Angel?” Security addressed her. “Ma’am?”

Summer shook her head. “Yes. Sure. Okay. Sorry.” She took a deep breath, needing to focus. Somehow, that incredibly talented, sexy man she just gawked at onstage, was backstage waiting for her.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Merry  Christmas to me

If you haven’t met Malcolm and Summer, check out Summer of Irreverence-The Rock Star!

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Thanks for stopping by! Happy Holidays!


Cover Reveal! The Risk of Happiness: The Punk Rocker

I am so excited! Today is the cover reveal for:

The Risk of Happiness:

The Punk Rocker

(Book 3 in The New York Artists Series)

I love it! I hope you do, too!

The Risk of Happiness: The Punk Rocker (Book 3 in The New York Artists Series) is available on January 21, 2019 – but you can pre-order at Barnes and Noble and The Wild Rose Press today!

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Also! You can add The Risk of Happiness: The Punk Rocker to your “Want to Read” on Goodreads now!

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Blurb:

Bad boy punk rock star Reale Lynxx never expected to see his ex-girlfriend, Amanda Simmons, again. And after she’d stomped on his heart and walked out on him six years ago, he’s not so sure he wants to. Certainly Reale never imagined he would rescue Amanda and her son, Johnny, from drowning. But all it takes is one evening with her and Reale is ready to leave the past behind and try again.

Amanda never meant to hurt Reale and happily jumps heart-first into rebuilding their relationship. But when she confesses she left him to secretly raise their son, Reale grows livid, fighting her and gaining custody of Johnny…

When Reale realizes he was wrong for taking Johnny away, he tries to win Amanda back. But can she forgive the man who took her son? And can she ever trust Reale again, no matter how much she loves him?


If you love artists and NYC like I do, why not check out books 1 & 2 in the series?! (All standalone novels)

Book 1 in The New York Artists Series

Summer of Irreverence: The Rock Star

Straight-laced, veterinary surgeon, Summer Wynters is ready to break the rules. And who better to break them with than the most irreverent of all men, mega rock star Malcolm Angel? With one last summer free from work obligations, Summer moves to New York City, and at the coaxing of her friend, pretends to be a model so she can spend one wild night with Malcolm.

Rock star, Malcolm Angel, tortured by a dark past, may be the poet laureate of romance, but he, like science-minded Summer, has never believed in romantic love. How could he? With his history, he doesn’t deserve to be loved.

When Summer’s honesty, kindness, and exuberance for life changes his perspective, the two discover they are in deeper than either dreamed possible. But when Malcolm discovers Summer’s been perpetuating a lie, will he forgive her? Even if forgiveness is possible, can a man immune to love teach someone else to believe in it?


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Book 2 in The New York Artists Series

To Be or Not To Be: The Actors

Jenna Joyce has the opportunity of a lifetime: to play Ophelia in an off-Broadway production of Hamlet starring the hot daytime drama bad boy, Trevor Hughes. She desperately needs this job to save her family and herself. The problem is Jenna can’t stand Trevor.

Trevor Hughes is tired of his villainous Caspian Locke character and flashy soap opera life. He’d love to give it all up and go back to his gritty acting roots, but he can’t, his sister and nephew rely on him to pay their exorbitant medical bills.

When Trevor and Jenna manage to build an offstage relationship, the futures of their families as well as themselves are threatened and Jenna panics. But even if Trevor can overcome his challenges, can he free Jenna from hers? And will he ever be able to prove to her that, despite all obstacles, their love is meant to be?

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Thanks so much for stopping by! Happy Reading!


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