Summertime, and the livin' is easy… 

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”)

“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…

Yesterday was Giovanna’s third birthday party. A friend commented, “There sure are a lot of swords around here for a house full of girls.” As you can see, not only does she have the swords, but she knows how to use them. I believe we are reclaiming our “sword” right now as women. The Divine…

One of my favorite children’s books is “Scarecrow” by Cynthia Rylant which speaks of the peace of the scarecrow’s life in poetic prose. The story is an allegory for the impermanence of human existence. Every time I read it to my children, I am struck by these lines: “He knows he isn’t real. A scarecrow…

mixed media on unstretched canvas | part of a series using excerpts from Anais Nin’s book , “Seduction of the Minotaur” I have reached the conclusion that sacrificing one’s own desires for the sake of others is not the Way. I believe that to truly live a life of service, I must remain true to…