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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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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The Exploration of Everything

I am everything.  Before you behind you all around you and most important inside of you, I rest. I am exploration.  I am your journey to places you have been and those you’ve yet to tap. Don’t give up on me.  The blur is merely a veil.  You must look…

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