I love this magical little plant. I got a start of it from my sister-in-law. Apparently, the original plant was cared for by my partner’s grandmother. I love caring for it as my children grow. I feel as though I’m watering their roots in tandem with the plant’s roots. 
My friend, Trey, sent me this link about buildings in Russia being painted as a way to help people cope with the lack of winter sun and the depression that can come with that. I find this very inspiring and life-affirming. We are such beautiful, creative beings, us humans. It makes me want to find…
the world, awash in moonlight. just one month later, you seem like a distant dream
This is the place of creation, the matrix, the womb. It is woman. This is a mother’s stomach in its beauitful, natural state. I see a lot women today who seem to deny the roundness of their womb. I can’t help but wonder if this rejection of our natural form isn’t a rejection of the…
Spring is here. I am so grateful. New life, rebirth and flowers! Glorious, beautiful flowers in all their shimmering, transcendent beautiliciousness! May we all find renewal and continue breathing life on our tender shoots of new growth.
Oh! I almost forgot! I have a new message on my inspiration line. It’s (206) 424-6322. Call it if you like. Leave a message if you want to. I love to hear those luscious human voices. 🙂
When the words stop And you can endure the silence That reveals your heart’s Pain Of emptiness Or that great wrenching-sweet longing, That is the time to try and listen To what the Beloved’s Eyes Most want To Say. ~Hafiz (as translated by Daniel Ladinsky in “The Gift”)