An enormous spout of splashy water came fountaining up – and up – and up – Every once in a while, the amount I miss the beach almost clobbers me down onto my knees. I miss the sounds, the waves, … Continue reading
Tag Archives: consciousness
I’m almost done with Medium. I’m disgusted. The other day, I posted that it was my birthday. That post got 18 claps. Really? You supposedly read my post, clapped, but didn’t even have the courtesy to wish me a happy … Continue reading
Today it’s my birthday – I can hardly believe I have lived this long. I frankly never thought I’d make it past 26. (We won’t talk about Ms Wild Child in the past, now, will we!?!) I posted on my … Continue reading
Listening to Shanna spout crap like that made my belly churn. What the heck was she thinking??? But suddenly, she went into this kind of glassy-eyed trance . . . Shanna came back over today to tell me she was … Continue reading
My neighbor Shanna came over, crying, utterly bereft about the election. I told her to put her big-girl panties back on and quit indulging in weeping and wailing and moaning and being angry and sad, moping around like a victim, … Continue reading
If only I had the means to comfort everyone! Wouldn’t it be nice if you had someone whose arms you could just fall into, snuggle up against them and revel in the comfort of their Being? No need for crying, … Continue reading
Having a basically shy nature, it’s beyond me how people are so obsessed with making selfies. I just don’t get it. Why would anyone want to plaster themselves all over a world-wide platform? Can you tell me? I’m thinking in … Continue reading
Back in the 90s, I lived in two of the bays of an old abandoned fire house, where the town fire trucks had been kept. There was a big parking lot out front. At the beginnings of our daily walks … Continue reading
I’ve studied healing plants for years, and have always wanted to honor them somehow – the ones I have used always did such wonders for me and my family. So I’m working on creating a series of designs featuring plants … Continue reading
There are some days when things in life seem so shitty that I can’t get my mind bent around a single thing – except drawing. Drawing is my life-saver. Today was one of those days. I’ve been completely occupied with … Continue reading
My ma had the most awesome organic garden. She had every veggie known to man and some we had no clue what they were. Despite it being the source of so much deliciousness, we kids hated that garden, because we … Continue reading
Maybe you’ve never noticed how sometimes your kitty can be just downright silly. (Silly? Kitties? Never!) Whoddathunkit, playing with the mice he’s supposed to catch! Only this time, it’s Leo the Leopard – he just can’t resist all those meeces! … Continue reading
The Park Fire here in northern California tried to snake its fiery fingers right into my world, coming within three miles of my house. It freaked the living daylights out of me, relentlessly debilitating me for a whole month. The … Continue reading
Today we had 101 degree heat. I melt at such high temps. My mind disappears into the deepest crack in the sea, and try as I might to sit up and work, my body refuses to function. Just about all … Continue reading
I got a wild hair and started working on next year’s calendar! (Like I don’t already have plenty to do!!!)! Here’s the December page – waddya think? I love it! I left it crude this time (no image trace). I … Continue reading
Can’t keep our friends out of the water! . Let them go! Let them go! Here’s another one with those bright colors. I’ve been hesitant to show the drawings with these garish colors, bcz from what I’ve seen elsewhere, people … Continue reading
Here’s a little inspiration for you if you are worried, anxious, scared, or having a desperately hard time. Or maybe it’s for someone you know. I’ve heard you say, “I failed.” I’ve heard you say, “I’m so tired.” And “I’m … Continue reading
Do you ever start something and end up doing something completely and utterly radically different? I fought it, but that’s what happened today. I started out tonight intending to write a story about a disastrous sailing adventure I had when … Continue reading
Source energies curl and furl in my palms. They remain there until I start working on something. Sometimes they churn and make my hands tingle. As soon as I begin to focus, the energy passes through to my fingers. Way … Continue reading
You have to know the value of what you create. To me, whether it’s my visual art or my writing, it is the Divine Voice speaking with my voice and hands. Its value is incalculable. Never let anyone dissuade you … Continue reading
My buddies love it when I read to them! We gather together and sit on my bed with piles of snacks, and they help me choose which books to read. We love the Mysterious Island, and all of Nathan Lowell’s … Continue reading
I discovered that practice meant giving up trying to achieve perfection. What it really gave me was a calm, quiet belly. Many long years ago, I practiced Tai Chi Sword, and Naginata, a women’s sword-fighting art, where the sword is … Continue reading
David came up behind me, grabbed my pail of fish, and before I could stop him, dumped it right on top of my head. He and his buddies squealed with laughter and ran off down the dock. The fishes slid … Continue reading
I always think of my underwater scenes as reflective of our human life above the water. . How, at the very same time, life is so full of kindness and compassion, even as it is fraught with rampant killing and … Continue reading
In a dream, I’m the manager of a catering company. We get an order to cater The Cattleman’s Association Annual Stockman Gathering. 800 people. I’m thinking, wow, 800 people! That’s a lot of people — I didn’t even know there … Continue reading
I love looking out at the squirrels who hop around on my neighbor, Joy’s roof, along with the jays and other birdies. . . Her cat chases them endlessly, but never catches a thing. I think he must be de-clawed, … Continue reading
I used to watch my cat sit still for hours watching the birdies – he never, ever gave up. It made me wonder why I often gave up easily. . So I stopped doing that. Now I’m like a ravenous … Continue reading
A long, long time ago, I had a black cat named Oedipuss. . He used to strut into the room where we were sitting, come stand by our feet, look around, and then oh-so-casually reach up and swat the dangling … Continue reading
Have you ever wondered where an artist gets ideas from? I’m asked all the time where my designs, illustrations, paintings and sculpture come from. Well, here’s your answer! The simple answer would be, The Dream World. The more complex answer … Continue reading
Freya. Little Freya. Five feet nothing, thin as a rail. Powerhouse. Strides in from the outside deck, leaving the door wide open to the frigid, whirling snow and cutting wind. Which wasted no time rushing in and wrapping itself around … Continue reading