Tagged with transition

tapping into the flow of self renewal

tapping into the flow of self renewal

Happy first day of spring! (For those of you in the Northern Hemisphere, of course). I’m still on my self-proclaimed spring break, planting poppies and savoring strawberries. Making art and lingering at an outdoor cafe. Planning a weekend adventure at the beach. In the midst of all this, it occurred to me that you might … Continue reading

Getting back to ordinary

Getting back to ordinary

Well hello there. And happy summer solstice! I sure did miss you. But I’m back from my blogging hiatus now. I think. Maybe. (How’s that for equivocating?) Apart from the equivocating, though, I really want to tell you what I’ve been up to the past 15 months. Of course, I spent many hours in pursuit … Continue reading

Celebrating Myself Home With An Art Journal

Celebrating Myself Home With An Art Journal

Around this time last year I was writing  about home. Pondering its nature and wondering what it means to go back. Reminding myself that to truly appreciate home, we have to leave it first. So in the final post of the series, I wrote: Leave home we do, throughout our lives. But I don’t just mean those … Continue reading

Meaning Mondays: A Change In the Air

Is it just me? Can you feel it? A change in the air? Maybe it’s simply the faintest scent of fall, carried in on the delta breezes during late August. Maybe it’s hard wiring, an internal system of checks and balances that keeps us in tune with nature’s cycles. Maybe it’s my own passage through … Continue reading

Meaning Mondays: August!

In summer, the song sings itself. ~William Carlos Williams Ahhhh, August. That time of year, in my neck of the woods, when the thermometer has been known to hit the century mark. The last full month of summer. Also known as the dog days. By the way, I sure like that phrase: dog days of … Continue reading

Many Lives to Live

THERE ARE A LOT OF OTHER LIVES OUT THERE. I first heard this sentiment on a television show, spoken by a woman who had reinvented herself at midlife. She’d left behind a life that no longer suited her, and created one filled with zest and enthusiasm. Always on the trail of such stories of personal … Continue reading

At the End of the Day, A Poem About Happiness

For sleep, one needs endless depths of blackness to sink into; daylight is too shallow, it will not cover one. ~Anne Morrow Lindbergh Lights turned low. Soothing music. A warm bath. Steaming cups of chamomile tea. Candles burning, then extinguished. All good ways to usher in the end of the day. On those nights when … Continue reading

The Kindness of Strangers

Last week when I was writing about the hallway of transition an unexpected visitor arrived at my imagination’s door, unbidden. Without calling ahead, Blanche Dubois aimlessly wandered across my visual landscape in her rhinestone tiara and yellowing ball gown, looking forlorn and rather lost. And then, back in the real world, I serendipitously discovered that … Continue reading

In the Hallway of Transition

When one door closes another opens but all too often there is a long hallway in between. -Rick Jarow It was a welcome surprise. The unexpected email arrived in my inbox earlier this week, from two former students. I haven’t seen them in well over a year, and in that time they’ve graduated and moved … Continue reading