while we were talking
I made this while we were talking
about your script.
your day.
life.
We’ve created so many things
together.
side-by-side.
while chatting.
[D1]
(2000 miles but still so close.)
I made this while we were talking
about your script.
your day.
life.
We’ve created so many things
together.
side-by-side.
while chatting.
[D1]
(2000 miles but still so close.)
mixed-media collage on pressed board “Safety is a very expensive illusion.” ~Julia Cameron I have had a few experiences recently that have shown me the folly of perceived “safety” and the glorious freedom of stepping out of that illusion. The places I was made to believe were safe ended up being some sort of spring-loaded…
the fabric of a morning of just noticing It feels so nice to just lay in bed and bask in the space between and listen to birdsong. Running late isn’t an emergency My daughter’s hand feels so sweet in mine. If I couldn’t find a way to make people smile, I would rather not live…
The streets are no longer empty but sometimes still await our joyful return…
I know you come here to visit this blog. Thousands every month (or perhaps just one of you thousands of times!) I don’t know who you are, but here’s what I want you to know: You are loved and lovable. You are beautiful. I appreciate you. I wish you oodles of love, laughter and joy…
The word of the day is joy! from my well-loved copy of Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman. Today’s bricolage is a little video from a walk I took with my older daughter today. I love the way the water in the creek has a kind of woven, herringbone pattern. She and I sat and…
A voice keeps whispering, “Let the miracle happen.” So I am. And it is. I’m starting to believe in myself again. And the hurt has transformed into acceptance and wisdom. I see the road ahead of me again. And I see the blank canvas as exciting instead of overwhelming. The voices that have told me…