tomorrow. i make the last leg of the journey home. today. i hold close the truth of the past week. yesterday. i squeezed. giggled. and waved to the story girls as they drove down the short drive of the lodge. each heading home filled with their own thoughts of the days we each set our [...]

each day. we wake. throwing our feet over the side of the bed. feet touching the chilled floors. each day. in that moment we choose. our mood. our road. we decide what we are going to inhale each day. during a recent meeting of the minds with nona. i was running thru different daily scenarios. [...]

“hard to impress because she’s already seen the sun rise today & it doesn’t get much better than that.” story people. when i think about it… a familiar smile today reminds me of how the kids have grown into adulthood. many of whom are married with little families of their own. and i am so [...]

  it is live. and i can finally clue you in. in september i will be heading back to the east. to the land of squam. squam holds a bit of home, deep in my soul. squam fills many of my little pockets. those sacred spaces where i carry laughter, dear souls and the sounds [...]

here i am….. muddling through the muck muck pertaining to this so called life here i am wishing the orange outside  . inside to ease up the deep chill here i am chest deep in smooth love . my heart beats here i am vibrant  . silly . swimming among color soothing a mind here [...]

here are a few things filling up those little pockets….. all the goodness of the be present retreats 2012 calendar the part where i am teaching along with liz, susan woolridge ali edwards, jenna mcguiggan and mindy lacefield. well that part is pretty dang cool. this week i went along with clancymae for her college [...]

fickle radiance…..self portraits, viv mcmasters….create magic retreat a girl. blossoming shining blooming she. addresses the days velvety pinks sprinkling the fertile grass with her barefoot toes a girl. occasionally lacking sensibility  fickle days whispering disharmony causing a tailspin. a girl. sprinkling emerging life she is reminded of her bounty. ….me…. inspired by a liz lamoreux [...]

“I will live my life as a lobsterman’s wife On an island in the blue bay He will take care of me, he will smell like the sea And close to my heart he’ll always stay” ..far away, ingrid michaelson.. tomorrow early morn. i leave for the pacific northwest and the CREATEmagic retreat. giddy doesn’t [...]

happiness is a sunbeam which may pass through a thousand bosoms without losing a particle of its original ray; nay, when it strikes on a kindred heart, like the converged light on a mirror, it reflects itself with redoubled brightness. it is not perfected till it is shared.                [...]

elephants are contagious. ..paul eluard the new sunshine ellie is in the shop! the new color makes me smile and will add a little shine to any thing you wear! she is in the shop! .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .   october is just around the [...]