Fierce feelings and old garden friends
I dove right in to the challenge the house and those gardens presented. And the love of it all spread and thrived inside me.
THROUGH MY LENS: thinking spring
Sometimes I wish I could go to sleep for the winter…dig down deep into the earth and wake up to new warmth and light.
FRESH OFF THE PAGE: all the way
so I go on discarding… these reminders, taking back the space… I need to reclaim,
making room again… for what’s to come.
THROUGH MY LENS: winter’s bones
It’s become a lesson for me in impermanence: How something can exist one moment or for years and be gone in an instant.
A Postal Present
Reading their words, looking at the pictures they drew, put faces and names to the students I helped.
The Christmas Owl, Part 2: Free at Last
I feel more connected to the night now, less alone in it. I feel like I even see it through different eyes.
Discovering My Hippie Heart
Deep down all I truly want is to live in peace, and with love. But I know now sometimes you have to fight to do that.
THROUGH MY LENS: lion on the hill
He seemed a lion born in a time of peace, meant to enjoy his time in the sun.
Old Barns, New Vision: On Learning to See
When you really look at something, finally come to see it clearly and completely… you will see the flaws alongside the beauty.
LAST THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: a box of darkness
Over the years I’ve been given more than a few boxes full of darkness. They were not intended to be… But that never made them any less painful…
