Wednesday, April 25, 2012


I have been wanting to give painting a try for quite some time.  The last time I did any painting was on a door in the office of my old house.  I had forgotten about this.  It was just a bunch of fun designs.  I painted on it when I took a break from writing, or when I just needed to create.  It was a very soothing activity.  I must have missed it, because the brushes and colors have been calling me again.  I finally gave in to the pull and bought some paints, brushes and a sketch pad (not brave enough for canvas yet).  This lovely mandala is the second creation since buying the new materials.  I am reallllllly digging the mandala concept.  It's speaking to me.... in a different language, but I hear the call loud and clear.  Check it.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Fool's Journey

Sometimes Life requires you take a nice long walk.  Here Jon, Sophia and I take a hike/walk/Fool's Journey on my parent's property.  This space seemed so magical to me when I was a kid.  It also played a huge role in my sobriety, for it is where I learned to connect with the deepest part of myself.  It is the back... back yard of what I call home.  It is a place where the world doesn't seem quite as threatening, where birth, life and death cycle over and over again without apology or fear.  It is a sacred space, and sometimes I need to go there to reconnect and refuel.  I may run into thorns, step in some occasional cow shit, or have to scale some electric fences, but I always leave this space feeling more graceful than when I arrived.