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Won’t Be Contained

I don’t have the usual things A husband or wife Kids A regular job or some kind of inheritance A drive for security. I have fear But it won’t drive me to keep doing Something I hate Or to stay at a job that dries my soul. In those places, there’s only the steel fences...

Slow Rejuvenation

Waking up today I didn’t feel like I weighed a thousand pounds. Instead, I felt energy slowly returning to my body and heart. The love and the light are finding their way into me. Rejuvenating me. Being willing to walk through the darkness and grief and anger and...

How and what I am ~ How and what I wish to be

For some reason I don’t exactly understand, and in no particular order, I feel compelled to write and share these facts about myself. I am a: photographic artist writer visionary healer horse rider dog trainer closet designer botanist tarot reader web-mistress...

Catching My Breath

I’m back! I know the whole idea was to blog about my Bruce adventure while I was in it, but you probably noticed—that didn’t happen. It turns out that seeing eight (yes, 8) Bruce shows means a hell of a lot of driving and not a lot of writing. Um, make...