Doing a gig at a house concert in a couple of week…

Another bit unearthed in the old journal today. I’m not sure who I was writing this to. There’s no date and I don’t remember. Maybe I was writing it to my future self. Maybe I was writing it to the Universal Collective. I am putting it here for YOU. Whomever reads this, it applies to…

On my birthday in April, I made a list of “39 things to do in my 39th year”. Here it is: Buy my own house with my own money. Travel to Paris. Sell some of my art. Take a photography class. Love my body. (I decided to leave this one open-ended – heh) Take a…

“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…

This little piggy…

The above picture was taken in a moment of just allowing myself to wander and be present for the present, the GIFT of the moment. Read on… I haven’t been writing here much because I’ve been so SO busy lately. not always busy with “work” but sometimes just with BEing. It’s true that i have…

I am allowing the transitions in my life to be smooth by surrendering to flow.