This fog moved in suddenly this morning. I live very close to the sound and I’m on a bluff so the fog moves through us here. I can see billows of moisture swirling in the air backlit by the morning sun. This is all accompanied by the sound of a foghorn. It’s completely enchanting.
This picture of my daughter taken by me and retouched by my flickr friend, reminds me of what I imagine Archangel Michael looked like as a little cherub. Here’s a channeled message from Lord Michael for these times. Have faith, dear ones. This moment is perfect and we are made for these times. Ask for…
I wrote this Artist’s Prayer back in 2001, long before I had conceptualized “Live Your Truth, Love Your Life”. It’s interesting to me how often that theme comes up here. Life works in mysterious ways… Dearest Spirit help me find truth and love in all of my work and my life. Bolster me with strength…
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…
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…
Violated I don’t know when it happened. I don’t know where, why or in what way. I only know that it did. I know that this memory is stuck in my body and is hurting me deeply. I am ready to remember and re-member. Just as I felt another big swell of nausea and tears…