I've been feeling off and out of sorts all day today. Like a stranger in my own life. A heaviness. A hollow ache in my belly. A longing...

(August 29, 2021)“It’s cooler this morning, but still very humid. There’s a misty haze in the air and our street is quiet and still....

If you are a newsletter subscriber, you know that I started a new job at THE Pearl Spa recently and so many things are changing. My...

What's real and true for me today is that my artwork is featured in this month's issue of "Beginnings" a publication of the American...

On July 1, I decided for the month of July, I'd write every day about what was true for me. As you can see, I haven't done that. It's...

I "met" Uma Bode in an online business training course we took together over the winter and we've been following each other's journey...

I sent this out to my newsletter subscribers today, but thought I'd post here as well. Two things. One is easy. One is hard. Easy thing:...

Remember the beautiful mess painting I wrote about last week? (If not, you can read that post here.) Yeah, well....it's happening again...

I’ve been working on this painting for months. It started out as a tribute to nurses and I planned to have it done by Nurse’s Week in...

Sometimes there are doors we suspect will lead us toward our dreams, but we are afraid to open them. For whatever reason, fear keeps us...

Hey you guys! I'm a published author! I wrote this essay as part of Laurie Wagner's Wild Writing community last spring (see my earlier...

Our front fence is badly in need of painting. We have an OLD paint sprayer that I dug out thinking I’d use it to paint the fence….easier...

As I mentioned in my last post, I’ve been participating in a practice called Wild Writing with Laurie Wagner. (You can find her here) In...

For the past few weeks, I’ve been participating in a writing practice called “27 Wildest Days”, by Laurie Wagner. Each day, she shares a...

I woke at 4am to the wind whistling through our open bedroom window, rain pattering against the glass, a few flashes of lightning. I knew...

In the midst of COVID-19, I was inspired by an unknown neighbor who put handmade wire beaded hearts around to spread some positive vibes....

I have all I need deliberate and conscious as I choose inhale, exhale – resting in the rhythm of breath aware of the sacred ordinary...