"Worn" for Photo Friday

the man playing the harp basks in stillness as the world races by

I found this written in an old journal today. The author is unknown. “A hundred years from now it will not matter the sort of house I lived in, what my bank account was or the kind of car I drove, but the world may be different because I was important in the life of…

This picture was taken on August 23rd, the night of the New Moon. On that day I made an offering to the Earth of my daughter’s placenta. After storing it in my freezer for almost four years waiting for the “perfect moment” or the “perfect” place to bury it, I decided to just do it….

I am deconstructing my entire life, ego, sense of reality at present. It’s both frightening and liberating. I feel as though every relationship, every role, every assumption I’ve made about anything is under attack by the part of me that seeks authenticity. The hardest part of this process of self-discovery is figuring out what (or…

For the Everyday Matters Group “Kitchen Challenge”. I struggled not to judge every imperfection and succeeded by just getting lost in the designs of the tin. I found it very meditative to draw the design and go over it with my favorite graphite pencil. I’m delighted with the result because I stuck to it and…

“Our being is continually undergoing and entering upon changes… we must, strictly speaking, at every moment give each other up and let each other go and not hold each other back.” -Rainer Maria Rilke