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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
Rain this morning. Delicious. Now the sun. It makes me glow. Heightened awareness. Okay so what's that about....oh I just had an epiphany yesterday and suddenly -- profoundly --realized in a somewhat much clearer way than ever before....that all I need to do is show up for me. No matter how…
The mighty sea always reminds me of beauty and turmoil in my life. Life's been bumpy what can I say; however, it's surrounded by puffs of grace and so much gratitude. I pulled this photo out this morning and my heart skipped a beat. I suppose it always does when…
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…
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…