Keep getting up, even if we don’t want to…even if it’s hard. In the last two years, I’ve born witness to a lot of death and personal loss – my mom, two dear friends and all three of our family pets, not to mention a sense of danger and insecurity given the global challenges we’ve… Read More Knocked Down? Keep Getting Up
Saying goodbye to my fur baby, Zelda, yesterday marked a significant transition in my life. She was the last vestige of my known home life. Until today, I have been accompanied at home since I was 25 years old. Between my ex husband, my son and then my three pets, my home has been me… Read More Alone For The First Time In 32 Years
I went to the Beyond Van Gogh immersive exhibit yesterday, something I’d been looking forward to for months. Amazing. Poignant. Beautiful. It’s an exhibit that creates connection on so many levels – spoken word, written word, linguistic diversity (English, French, Spanish), music and a beautiful visual/digital representation of his body of work. One of the… Read More To Tell Or Not To Tell Our Story
This glass half empty/glass half full reference is often used and, may I say, somewhat cliche. That doesn’t make it any less true though. Personally, I can be both in the matter of seconds. In times of high emotion, I see what I lack. Once I’m calmer, I see what I have. I can be… Read More Empty or Full?
One of my earliest memories of beauty is the Cherry Blossom tree that was in the front yard of the home that I grew up in with my family in Rhode Island. It grew wildly and was so eye catching that the memory lives in my mind’s eye all these years later. No one tried… Read More Let Go – Let Beauty Emerge
One of my favorite books is My Grandfather’s Blessings by Rachel Naomi Remen. There’s a great quote that has stuck with me since I picked up the book years ago – “we’ve been given more blessings than we’ve known how to receive.” Loosely translated, I believe that it means that there’s something of value in… Read More Where’s That Silver Lining Everyone Talks About?
I was working on this new art project last night and, just as I was finishing up, I smudged the paint on this girl’s face. Ugghhh!!!!! Do I throw her away and start all over because she’s not perfect OR do I leave her as is and just enjoy her, smudges and all? Not an… Read More NOOO! I Smudged Her Face!
I’m an admitted time-tracker 🤷🏻♀️ and guilty of being able to tell you, in great detail, what happened, when and where, going pretty far back. That could be a control thing 😂 I also use the cliche “where is time going?” as if I was truly pondering the question. Usually, I’m not. What is 100%… Read More Where Has Time Gone?
As I process the loss of our family cat, I am drawn to the indescribable absence. The house feels so quiet and different, even though it was never loud prior to her departure. I’m not even sure how to put “different” into words. It’s just different. Something is gone. As I sat working during the… Read More The Empty Space On The Couch
Grief is a very curious and individual experience. I cried many tears this morning, as I accompanied my 19 year old cat while she awaited humane euthanasia. Honestly, I felt the urge to run out of the room but, thankfully, I didn’t. Whiskers deserved me there petting her forehead and whispering softly to her. My… Read More Grief: The Price Of Great Love
Through My Mind's Eye 