Wisdom
Menace to Society… Almost
I was in a major funk after our vacation in mid-June. Maybe it was a vacation hangover. Maybe seeing my parents and siblings made me miss them even more. Maybe it was the summertime lack of schedule. Maybe it was the random rainy weather. I’m not quite sure. I just know that I didn’t want…
Read MoreLocking My Keys in the Car and the Surprising Thing That Saved Me
Ding, ding, ding. The fuel light flickered on right in the middle of the evening juggling act. I had dinner on the stove at home and my two youngest waiting for me to get back. I had just dropped my oldest kid off at Jiu Jitsu and was only supposed to be gone for 20…
Read More10 Dollars, The Stranger And Why I Make Art
I will never forget him, even though I never got his name. I don’t remember what he looked like, but his words changed my path. They realigned me with who I am and what brings me joy. For that, I am forever grateful. I was at an event in a neighboring town, “100,000 Poets, Artists…
Read MoreThe Best Bad Day: Failure, Freezing and Friends at the Farmer’s Market
I knew there was a huge potential that the day could be a bust. It was the first market after the holidays and the temps were in the upper 20’s to low 30’s. But, I had decided that participating in live markets this year was important to me and I just couldn’t miss the very…
Read MoreFinding My Compass: From Resentment & Resistance to Peace & Presence
English cucumbers, heirloom tomatoes and fresh mozzarella swim in Italian dressing bolstered with sea salt and cracked pepper to my left. Two shots of espresso, vanilla and cream share a stainless steel rainbow tumbler to my right. The normal bustle of dogs and children is replaced with the sounds of cars passing outside the window…
Read MoreCatalyst Gardens: The Art, The Book, The Reason
My Catalyst Gardens art collection launched September of 2020 on Society6. The Catalyst Gardens affirmation coloring journal was released November of 2020 worldwide. This is the story of how they came to be. 2020: The lesson of a broken year At the beginning of 2020, I started drawing flowers, just for fun. Each time I…
Read MoreWhen the Bottom Rips Out: Hammocks, Oil Busts and New Doors
We didn’t expect the ripping, the falling, the afterwards, but it happened just the same. Tim grilled the chicken he’d been marinating all day while I made a kale salad with a honey dijon dressing.  I warmed up some leftover pasta, put canned mandarin oranges in a bowl, grabbed a loaf of homemade bread from…
Read MoreMy love affair with the Dead Language, Latin.
Latin Love Affair Knowing the meaning of latin phrases made me feel like I was privy to some ancient secret wisdom, like maybe those few simple words of truth were more potent because they had ripened with time.  Reserved only for those willing to seek after their meaning and bask in the echos of their ageless…
Read MoreNo Neutral Moments: Drowning in the Current
I’ve been feeling neutral. Like I am floating through life on a current, unsure of my next move. Observing, resting, sitting back and watching how other people move through the water. Some are swimming powerfully in a very defined direction- constantly progressing, pushing, often alone. Some move in schools mindlessly, relying on the pack around…
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