CREATIVELY HEALING MIND, BODY, AND SPIRIT.
Painting a cloud study leads to a poem.
As I contemplated my 55th birthday falling on the U.S. presidential election day this year, and all that hinged upon the outcome, questions kept coming up. What is an electionday (space deleted intentionally) but a birth shared by millions? By the world?
I immersed myself in painting a Cal Fire Super Huey helicopter after reading about the helicopter pilot, Michael Fournier, who died fighting a fire last week. Then I realized why I was so compelled.
Creativity is therapeutic, it's survival, built into our brains as human beings so that we may overcome challenges, solve problems, process experiences, and tell our stories to those who need to know them, and to ourselves.
Whooping cough is no joke.
A cough, a healing message from the other side, and art that gets me through.
This free webinar includes general information regarding COVID19 and a basic overview of California's End of Life Option Act.
When I was in eighth grade in 1978-79, at Sequoia Intermediate, in my hometown of Newbury Park, California, I had to choose an elective each semester. I remember the choices of drawing, ceramics, and leather. I don't remember anything about the other subjects offered. "Mom, I want to take the drawing class." "Why? You can't …
Have I told you recently that I love writing?! Fiction, poetry, memoir, journaling... it doesn't matter what I choose to lean into in the moment. I find it all leads me into a mind and body space I want to be in frequently. I crave it like the chocolate I can no longer eat without …
Arriving to Now I don’t know if it’s Me but I don’t seem to be here. Tomorrow’s promise yesterday’s stolen hour last year’s symphony of blooms in a moment I am gone. Arriving on a breath, I Me, I am here Now. Photo Credit: Photo by Jordan Benton from Pexels Leave your mark. I'd love to know …