Black and White

Have you ever looked at a picture in color and then looked at it in black and white? It’s startling. It’s almost as if you’re looking at a different place and time. There are contrasts in the black and white that I miss while looking at the beautiful color. And so it is with me…

Where magic, mystery and divinity meet

For ever weary soul- May the vision of a wave rolling in be a calming and invigorating force for the task ahead. For every cluttered mind- May the winds that take our hair up on end and toss it in directions unfamiliar be a clearing and cleaning of all things unnecessary for abundant living. For…

Held Hostage by CHANGE

  We’re in our RV, parked with foothills to the west and prairie to the east. Today I see dark gray clouds in all directions. I check the weather and see it’s 66 degrees and the forecast predicts cloudiness all day. It’s a stark change from yesterday’s full sun and 92 degrees. The wind is gusting. It makes…

Hair-dancing

The exquisiteness of a moment –  (this very moment), stands poised and intent, waiting for my eye contact; waiting for me to see, to feel…to know it’s rarity. Anticipation is in my breath. And in that “teetering-on-the-edge” split-second, I have a choice. I can numbly follow the routine, the expected, the “musts” and “have-to’s”, to give weight and value to…

The 7 “Wonders of the World” has Rivals

    The 7 wonders of the world has rivals. And I’m not really talking about the “New” 7 wonders. All of them, old and new are majestic, soul-stirring, breathtaking visions, to be sure. But I think the real rivals are nestled amongst the busyness of each day- something just as magical. Dare I say that? Dare…

Do we have power over feelings?

  This is a controversial post. It’s not an easy subject because FEELINGS have become so integral in the perception of our “happiness” or unhappiness”. But I’m considering that feelings are in actuality much less powerful; that they are light like butterflies. I can blow them away with my breath. My theory is that I may not control…

Mermaids and Purple Powers

After work I meandered down to the pool with a book.  It was just me and a mother with her three children.  I was pretty engrossed in my book when I overheard the kids.  The older brother and his two little sisters had been playing all sorts of games.  I was admiring their imagination.  Then…