It is a quiet time in my world right now. I regret to report my baby has passed to the other realm. I am aware that when I brought her home there was a time limit to the joy she share on this earth plane. Unfortunately that does not ease
This celebration is aptly named in its Celtic language to mean ‘in the belly’. It has been Christianized since to be called Candlemas. On February 2, when the first seeds stir in the womb of mother earth we can look forward to the light. This light is growing each day
I have slowed down in posting from my heart. The part of me that finds the center and screams out. This pandemic year has given time for feeling more. I have not been sure what to do with these feelings so I create with the bounty of nature. Now winter
I would like to take a moment to honor the people that came before. This earth that we live on is such a sacred space and it seems in the Americas there is no other group of people that have know this more than the indigenous. Not only did
Taking a moment to understand the delicate power of isolation….. I have been writing in bursts of inspiration for my book that has been in my head for the last few years. Working towards getting it out of the corners of cerebral fantasies to the hard definitive form of words
The ritual act of making has the potential to manifest a visual language that would not exist without the artist. This language is understood by those who look, as if they have seen it before; in a dream maybe?….the collective consciousness. When working with all the facets of nature
I was told at the beginning of 2017 it would be the year to dispel illusions. Well, it is 2018 and I am still dispelling. Maybe it will never end. After all life is an illusion that our egos have created to feel safe and important. As I get older
There is a block Part of the movement Shifting I sit with my love, my heart No one sees what I feel I project truth and own it Manifestation is coming Let it rest, lie, form Giving things time to grow Be here now with all your might Let beauty
Today is the day I am thinking about what has come before. The veil between the world of living and dead is thin and it seems such an appropriate time to observe the essence of time passing. There has been a lot of mental stimulation in my life since I
