Friday Morning Blues ~ A Poem
Friday, July 24, 2015 at 9:10 AM Blue chips. Blue cheese. Blue pastis à Paris. Blue peacocks and jays, screeching out their tunes just like me.
Blue,  
Poetry,  
beginnings  
Friday, July 24, 2015 at 9:10 AM Blue chips. Blue cheese. Blue pastis à Paris. Blue peacocks and jays, screeching out their tunes just like me.
Blue,  
Poetry,  
beginnings  
Tuesday, September 30, 2014 at 4:34 PM Recently I had the privilege and pleasure of facilitating an amazing group of women in a day retreat. My photographer husband, Bill Hughlett, and life coach, Amy Steindler and I offered Snapshot: Creating Vision in Your Life. It was a beautiful success. In our time together, we, as a group, combined writing prompts and photography with reflection and conversation.
Photography,  
Poetry,  
Workshop,  
Writing  
Wednesday, September 17, 2014 at 3:00 AM As a young woman, I dreamed of going to Paris. Then I married, began a career, divorced, remarried and had children. Life did its thing of marching by through days, months, and years.
Monday, October 28, 2013 at 11:26 AM In the Northern Hemisphere, October 31st marks the Celtic version of New Year’s Eve — the beginning of Winter, and the thinnest veil between worlds. Whether or not you believe in ghosts or Halloween goblins, it is a potent time of year to explore the legacy passed onto us by our ancestors.
Ancestors,  
Poetry,  
soul collage  
Monday, October 21, 2013 at 9:12 AM I'm letting go of fear of judgment and hours of agonizing and any of those other things, and I'm allowing this little piece to peek into the atmosphere. Today. Right now!
Poetry,  
Resistance