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 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
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
The experimentation continues……..On the second week of my 4 week stay in Lauris, France, I finally got the chance to meet Michel Garcia! We spent 4 days together and talked so much! I did not think it was possible. He is such an intelligent and authentic person. So open
It has been a head spinning last few months. I cannot seem to keep up with the amount of work and opportunities that I have before me. As usual it is a lot of work and little time for self. I would like to thank everyone who is actually reading
The last village I had the opportunity to explore with my camera was Roussillon. Large quarries of Ochre were mined in the late 18th century to about 1930’s for artist colors and textiles. It has since been prohibited to mine in Roussillon, but other quarries have been exploited nearby. There