A Northern Flicker flying away from the watering h…

“Somehow there’s no more darkness left at all. I’ve soaked up sunlight through a thousand wounds, and now this whiteness that I cloak you in you won’t find even in the Alps: this wind whirls also there on high and stains the snow. Even white roses bear a hint of dust. The ultimate miracle is…

I just sent a audioblog of me singing “Summertime”.  I’ve been singing that song for as long as I can remember.  Good times.

She calls to me. She who is weary of living far beneath, her voice stolen by fear, her power subjugated by the will of others. I took this picture of my daughter and was captivated by the presence in her eyes. The sense of self here is a reflection of the Divine Feminine that lives…

I felt very intimidated by this challenge. Still honing my skills with no formal training means letting go. This seems to be a theme in my life. So I did. I let go of needing it to look a certain way. I did it quick and stopped beating myself up. I decided part of the…

Wishful thinking… I am masking my face at this very moment with the kind of mask that hardens on your face.   It’s suppose to “lift” it.   I’m not sure if it does but it sure does SOMETHING.  Anyway, my 8 year old was wandering aimlessly about as she has all week and I suggested that…