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 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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Being Okay with the In-betweens of Spring

Spring has so many different faces. This morning the sky is not quite ominous due to streaks of light coming forward to frame parts of my vista. I am learning - goodness me - over and over again - to experience the complexities of my life on different levels.  Perhaps that…

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And into the New Year….

So much chatter going on these days in all areas of our world.  I read the other day how important it is to sharpen our "response abilities."    Respond in a fashion that takes us to a different place rather than reacting right away.  It's so easy to just react.  …

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Renewal Around the Corner

Autumn has always been a season of quirky shifts for me. The winds remind me that changes are comin; the air can be balmy and/or windy and of late, signal light rain.   I walked out yesterday and held my head back to catch the raindrops on my face. This may…

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The fog of Uncertainty

For days now I am greeted in the early am with layers of fog.  It sets my morning in a way that allows me to move in an unfettered way.  There's a freedom attached to the fog.  It holds what it is to come and for the few morning hours…

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A Fog Calling

I had been missing the fog horn lately and was surprised how much it shaped my early mornings.  Soon, as the end of June came and well into July and now early August -- the fog has appeared front and center and I knew it was time to note its…

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Landscape of a summer beach

I felt the air stream guiding over the exposed part of my tummy as I luxuriated on the sand.  80 plus degrees in San Francisco - a rare treat and it was edging up to Summer Solstice.  David was snoozing.  He was in recovery from life twists and turns and sleep…

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