I am back at Mineral School for a reunion of sorts. Resting on my bed in the “blue room” I can’t help but wonder what this place was like as a real school. Tiny little desks, with anxious little legs trying to be still as the teacher wrote equations or words across the chalkboard. Every… Continue reading Mineral 2.0
At some point in life the world’s beauty becomes enough. — Toni Morrison Sunbeams, July 2019
Hypnagogia Who knew there was a name ? Movement within movement A startling pitch forward to Wakefulness from dream Me With gossamer wings Delicate star-tips A sturdy araneae weave .. Minced into f r a g m e n t s It is hard to remember That they ever… Continue reading Hypnagogia
A friend recently shared her poem written in a writing circle she facilitates. You can read her post here. I was intrigued and decided to write my own. I love this as a vehicle for memory. I encourage you to write one of your own and I’d love it if you would share it here.… Continue reading Where I’m From
” I am grateful for the echoes ” –Gretchen Staebler As a cardmaker I have spent the year reading the words of others in search of quotable passages I could use as inspiration for my cards. I have a notebook of treasures plucked from books and blogs. I’m not remembering the context in which this… Continue reading Less is More
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next… Continue reading D I S C I P L I N E
August 17, 2018 Hardest physical day in a couple years. I felt like I did before that bad RA flare a couple years ago. Tonight, it’s a hot soak. TODAY was a “love list”. Sometimes thinking about stuff you love can turn a day around … (My love list has people and critters too. You… Continue reading Love List
