The wind is like fire
tapping treetops, rippling leaves
and touching me now.
I wish I could stay
Forever floating in the valley,
From mountain peak to waterfall,
As quiet but strong as a canoe.
My spirit went into the forest
and found the treasure of my own
warm and beating heart
inside pure waters where
there is no death,
Where there is but rebirth and love,
and the love of children
hopeful and hungry — and
The sound of my own song.
~ by Irene, about a recent hike in the Sierras.
one of my paintings
All this time since a baby, I was TOLD I was clumsy.
Now I see I was just pushed…pushed down, then pushed over the cliffs.
I was TOLD I wanted TOO Much attention. Their Attention
As if they OWNED all the Attention … continue reading
Is someone in your life sick or suffering? Or do you need peaceful background music, while you paint and think? The answers for me are Yes and Yes. My Dad must have known that, because he suggested listening to music this week with magical healing properties. Dad wrote… continue reading
My first view of Ledson Winery
I love living in Sonoma County. Yesterday, I was just driving to Safeway to get my mom some groceries, and I made one wrong turn. One minute later, I was driving through wine country, looking for a place to turn my car around. I saw this open gate. It was a large enough place to turn my car and that’s all I saw, at first. I meant to just turn around.
But as I rolled through the gate, I saw this most incredible mansion, just beyond the many green grapevines (the Ledson Winery). continue reading
Yesterday I moved my computer out of the kitchen, where I could not think with all the noise and the sizzling things on the stove, and into a newly made home office. Today I went right into my new and sacred space!!
Day One in the office: Here is what I am doing, I am listening to music on Pandora. I was studying, but I took a minute to write some poetry that just came to me. continue reading