Collectives

a venue of vultures

I woke up early in an empty house this morning. I often wake up early in a quiet house filed with sleeping children, but waking up in . . . → Read More: Collectives

A Gust of Wind

Trinity Series #3

Leaving my house one afternoon I realized I had forgotten something once I was already in my car. My driveway forms a wide Y that runs along one side and . . . → Read More: A Gust of Wind

Hearing Voices

chains #2

I have not had time to write much lately. My work has been in two art shows in the past six weeks. Writing and creating art come out of two . . . → Read More: Hearing Voices

Magic & Mystery

ducks

I have been reading Celtic Fairy Tales before I go to sleep at night like bedtime stories. I kept bumping into Celtic references in unexpected places and I decided to follow that thread. My father’s ancestors were believed to be from all over the British . . . → Read More: Magic & Mystery

Tide Pools

view from inside

A few days after my visit from the barn swallow another bird flew into my home through the door I leave open upstairs. This one was not so easy to catch . . . → Read More: Tide Pools

Following the Animals

flight

It is spring. My red bud and plum trees are in bloom and the flower petals from the almond and apricot have fallen leaving behind the promise of fruit. The frogs, which have . . . → Read More: Following the Animals

Companions and Guides

unexpected guest

A hawk paid me a visit this week. On Thursday when I went down to feed the horses I heard a disturbance in my chicken coup. When I investigated I . . . → Read More: Companions and Guides

Finding my Rhythm

an opening

an opening

I made the decision this week to extend the internship that I am in at the CG Jung institute for another year. It was a difficult decision. . . . → Read More: Finding my Rhythm

Ripples on the Pond

reaching out

For two weeks I have been leafing through journals and paintings from my past. It was not something that I planed to do. I woke up one morning with an impulse . . . → Read More: Ripples on the Pond

Letting Go

On New Year’s Eve I took a hike at sunset to say goodbye to the old year. At first I said, ” good riddance” as I said farewell. It has been a . . . → Read More: Letting Go