"Massive" for Photo Friday

I spent about two hours last night untangling a skein of beautiful chenille yarn that became a tangled mess because I neglected to roll it into a ball when I first took the wrapping off. (Such a novice, I am.) Normally, I haven’t the patience to sit that long and do such tedious work. As…

My dreams are coming true. I am moving out of isolation and darkness into a time of vibrant color, playful soul union and peaceful connectedness. I am very blessed.

“And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love.” -William Blake One of my friends recently stopped communicating with me out of the blue. I intuitively felt something was going on so I asked him why he was so quiet. He replied back telling me…

Some of Vashon’s wonderful yard art. 

Goddess-in-training, Gigi, weilding her feminine power. The concept of “feminine” is an interesting one to me. What we perceive as feminine, especially in American culture, is often some kind of boxed-in, pale, sliver of femininity. Pink or feminine somehow denotes weak and helpless to some. It’s like when men insult other men by calling them…