“What I know today is that my greatest joy is sharing the fruits of my creative healing journey with you, in hopes that it might spark a healing journey of your own.”
One of the greatest gifts my mother ever gave me was one sentence written in an old blue notebook. "You were born at Northwest Grace Hospital on December 17th, 1953 at 2:32 PM."
Is it possible to be in a state of Joy while swimming in the waters of sadness, grief, confusion, and all of life's challenges?
Today, no one will steal my Joy. Today, it’s all about Mother Earth. With moon and rising signs in Taurus, my heart yearns for and is filled by, Nature. I will paint about her, write about her, dream...
This time of year can be a real challenge for many people and so I wanted to drop in and write a bit about why we might be feeling so sluggish. Cold, wet and heavy are a few qualities associated with...
Wow. Is it really true? I haven’t written a word here on this site for one whole year. 1-11-2018. One year ago today. Well, I cannot, will not let 1-11-19 pass without writing. The magic of this...
It was the afternoon of 1-11-15 Cozy in my worn leather chair I settled into my afternoon meditation Noise-cancelling headphones, check Eyemask, check Stone in hand, check Frankincense burning, check...
With the recent #metoo and #timesup movements, I’ve been thinking a lot about touch. The focus lately, of course, has been on the wrong kind of touch. The kind that makes us feel shame and fear...
I couldn’t sleep last night so fueled by a creative fire that has been reignited in me A constant buzz in my field feet struggling to stay on the ground I thought I would levitate off the bed My mind...
Today I turned 64 and as I write this post I marvel at myself for sharing it with the Internet world. Not because my age bothers me but because I’m such a private person at heart. I’ve pon...
Usually, my muse shows up on my bike, but it was pretty chilly today so she visited me in a hot shower. She had me reflecting on what it is I do, what it is I like to do, and what it is I need to do....
I’ve been wanting to write about dreams for the longest time. I’m no dream expert and am lucky if I remember bits and pieces of them. I’ve learned to keep a dream journal by my bed b...
In a writing course I’m taking (“30 Questions to Bring You Closer to Your Wild Heart”), I was asked what delivered me to a state of silent awe. This was my answer. It takes a lot to...
