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Holiday Sales

I am pleased to share with you a few little sales I will be having this holiday season. Coming right up, this weekend R A W Textiles is opening the doors on December 11 from 10-4.  As usual there will be an assortment of hand made items from R A

A Blessing Named Bella

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

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Ritual Making 1

It seems that I have been busy lately and have failed to update my blog.  Yes, busy moving again!  Both my studio and my living space have had the shake down.  So now I am finally feeling settled and after a brief pause I am ready to jump in with

Cerebral Fantasies

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

Dispelling Illusions

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

The Windows, the Witch, and the Doors of Perception

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

Adventures in Lourmarin

Today was my first whole day of independence.  The sun was shinning after a few grey and drizzly days and this weekend is a long one because May 1 in Europe is Labor day.  In the states I celebrate Beltane. None the less it  is a time to take a

The Swing Of Things

Spring is in the swing. The planets have been positioned for this moment of intensity.   All we can do is breathe into it and move with the current. I have been thinking about so many things.  The choir in my head sings. A journey awaits and I am ready to

A Certain Kind Of Person

I am lost in the folds of the fabric I create.  My identity cannot be separated from the color and the stains that bleed across the fiber.  I am an agent for nature and in turn she is my one true love.  Most people find love and share with other