Teaching Mindful Photography Paralleled My Own Path
Students at the Mindful Photography class. All identities remained anonymous.

Teaching Mindful Photography Paralleled My Own Path

When I was selected to teach a Mindful photography class at San Francisco General Hospital's Mental Rehabilitation Center I was both excited and intrigued. The students were at all different levels of rehabilitation. Some were right off the streets of being homeless and enduring all kinds of addictions. I held…

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Finding the Spunk to Keep Moving Forward

I've been weeping all week. Quietly. And then Friday I watched her funeral and I saw the female lawmakers lining the steps of the Capitol building as Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg's casket departed after lying in state. That's when I teared up - seeing all those women standing tall. I…

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Down Days Steer Us to Becoming…

I recently read this sentence from a newsletter I receive, called DailyOm. Bad days contribute to the person we become. How we choose to step into that day is what becomes the challenge.  Do we sink further down?  Do we let those demons of down spiral us further into the…

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The revealing message of my out-of-focus landscape

Liminal. I discovered this word several years ago and it keeps circling back to me.  It helps me put a name to the fluctuations of my mood and my being. I bend far in one direction, catch myself, reassess, and then shift to another reality. Liminal.  It comes from the…

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I understand I do not understand.

I still support you. #BlackLivesMatter As I make my way through the maze of this disruptive and extraordinary time I am feeling all over the place — pulled in so many directions - reading, listening to select news reports - hearing from all different factions — their take, their assumptions,…

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Onward into the Spring of 2020

Spring during the time of coronavirus.  I find myself with all sorts of mixed thoughts.   I've been immersed with work stuff, reorganizing closets, the kitchen, buying a new mop to tackle the floors, Zoom gatherings, webinars, etc.  Here in the 23rd day of "shelter in place" what seems to comfort…

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Zigzagging into the Roaring 2020s

I photographed this image of myself last June.  It was the day before I suffered a pulmonary embolism. (a blockage in the lungs)  One out of three people dies from embolisms.  Mine peaked in a swollen leg.  I had walked five miles on that day and was feeling fine.  The next day…

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Textures of Life

I was gifted tickets to the Symphony yesterday and reminded of another huge presence in my life.  Music.  As an artist, I have loved so many genres of music and feel so grateful for digital access to almost any artist or tune I seek.  This concert was to be San…

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The Darkness of the Morning

I make my way into the darkness of the morning –  it's 4:20 am.  I have been writing and writing and writing. In the darkness of the morning, I feel the aura of the unknown. I welcome its mystery.   I reach for my trusty oh-so-classic, weighted-by-its years laptop.   It sits…

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