Wednesday, July 15, 2015


So night two. Day two.
Does anyone even blog anymore?
I feel as though I am writing in some abandoned hallway.
A place that people used to frequent but is empty and damp.

A cool, quiet place. Tucked away. Not so visible.

Yes, that's just about right.
Good night.

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Begin Again

The space that exists between this writing and the last
But tiny

I am refreshed to read my own words
Calmed by my former awareness

Confident that the return to this practice will be good


A continuation of a long thread of knowledge

I have been hungry to create

The word is faster than paint

Less drying time

Less set up

Oh but how I long to paint

Saving up the impulses for the day when there is
Uninterrupted space

And it will be so beautiful

But for now, this is just right.

Perfection in words

My tiny phone screen a canvas

The hastily typed words a sketch

The craving to leave a mark satisfied

Ahhhh, I return to the liquid pen.

To a blog whose name I could not remember.
Here you are friend. 

Frozen in time 

And full of wisdom.

I return to your pages

And full.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Clear Space

There is nothing like clearing and changing your space to bring about renewal of the spirit. Sometimes in Spring, Sometimes in Fall, sometimes the New Year. Whatever the occasion, it is a great gift to give yourself. One that requires focus and energy but costs nothing and will make you and your house very happy indeed!.....So to my kids room and my living room, I say , thank you and your welcome...and I can't wait to hang out in your gracious, healing, calming space ...and to send my children to bed and to play in a clean, clear, joyful place.

I love my sweet, little, perfect home!

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Oh, Here I am


Here I am.

Back from the dizzy spin of summer.

Fabulous, sweet, wonderful in so very many ways....and totally shocking to my system which had become used to still, peaceful time in which I could care for my home and self and a stillness in which I could actually hear myself, feel myself, see myself.

So, we return to the sweet, sweet rhythm of the school year. Something I am understanding now in a deep way. The children were so ready. They are so happy to have their own space as well. Their own friends and identities. Their own battles to figure out without the shadow of a mother over their shoulder. The pride that comes with that.

I am recovering from an end of summer ass kicking and I finally feel like a human with full capacity to breathe in all ways. I am so excited for all that I will learn this school year. So happy with my life. It is like I emerged from the salty swim of summer to realize that I live on a really, really rockin' beach, with one hell of a view. I feel ready to run around with my hands in the air screaming with joy at the life I have created. I am so very happy to be here and so filled with gratitude!


Friday, July 1, 2011

Summer Mom

I take a quick moment to be here. With myself. and am grateful and full and connected. Yes, I still exist...and await my return to long hours of meditation.....until summer fun with sweet, loving children!

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

New Moon

A clean house, and relaxed mind as I enter into the flurry of this afternnoon. It feels like it has been a while since I grounded myself properly. Well, it feels good and on this new moon I guess that will be my care for myself as well as I care for my family this summer!

Monday, May 30, 2011


Nothing like walking in to your home bone tired and collapsing.

Especially when you LOVE your sweet, home!!!

Thank you house, thank you off to dream land for a good 10 hours in our cozy bed!