Grandmothers
Circle of Community

Circle of Community

Circle of Community We sat together, you and I in the circle of community, the circle of life... We all joined hands in spiral dance, gifting healing to the world dancing with deer and squirrels, bears and ancient wise ones, massaging the air with the breath of life...

More Awake

More Awake

More Awake There in the depths tendrils with unbelievable strength venture forth, exploring, reaching for sustenance and grace in the moment. All attention is here, seeking ---ever present to the warmth of the earth, even while crisp air invites the leaves to dance...

Hearken unto the Muse

Many years ago, when I was teaching multiple classes at Lassen College, I had an epiphany one day: it's all the same. To what "it" was I referring? Simple: all design, all art. Designing a stained glass window requires many of the same skills that piecing a quilt...

Spiral Dance

Spiral Dance

Spiral Dance Spiraling out from your center is a rainbow of love light ever singing, ever dancing in hues abundant

The Joy of Blogging

The Joy of Blogging

OK, so now I am hooked. I have always enjoyed writing - especially poetry. And I absolutely love illustrating my writing, or is it writing for my illustrations? Hmmm. Anyway, I love doing both. In my experience they are the same. My job is to consciously cooperate as...

Spring in the Step

Spring in the Step

Spring in the Step Feeling the delicate touch of the false spring breeze, he fell natural prey to optimism, clearly lightening his step and immersing him in the joy of Spirit within him

Answers

Answers

“Finally”, she thought, “I can rest in my knowledge.  I have the answers.  Bring on the questions!”  Huh? Oh, if it only truly worked that way!

Bath of Spirit

Bath of Spirit

Bath of Spirit Steeped in a bath of Spirit stuff ---- full flavor awakening and expanding like her favorite tea, she flowered and blossomed, even more than when a bush, more fully with every bit of her being. --Always loved baths.

Urchins

Urchins

Urchins Significant urchins streaming through my mind scratching and tickling as urchins do. "Won't they stop?" No never, except perhaps for a sip of fresh made lemonade occasionally.

Daily Journey

Daily Journey

Overflowing with soft exuberance and filled at center by Spirit's light, ten thousand times, they made the distance from head to heart and became a beacon into night. When all the circle joins the laughing then let the new dance begin yet once again