Random Thoughts & Winds of Change

There’s nothing like a flashing cursor line winking at you from the computer’s screen. This is when you’re suppose to fill the cyber page with deep and insightful thoughts and insights. You have your giant cup of coffee, the screen is ready and waiting, fingers on the keys, then you sit and stare at the…

Am I Really Only Dreaming?

I want to paint my world in purple and blue with yellow and green. I want to paint it full of peace, health and happiness. I want there to be enough for everyone and music to be played all the time. I want children to be safe and grow up free and fearless. I want…

My Memories, My Music

I listen to music a lot. A lot! And every other song reminds me of something. Lost love, new love, growing up, cruising around with my friends thinking 17 would never end. Days spent on the beach tanning and swimming and playing Frisbee, picking out which surfer I wanted to be mine. In no particular…

Hippie HomeSchool, Chilly Days and Fresh Bread!

It’s chilly and I love it. I thought I would dread it this year. I thought I would want the summer to never end. That I wanted to sit in the sun and swim and listen to music as the day slipped away and I did that and I loved doing it but now as…

Autumn Equinox, Daydreams, & Slipping Down The Rabbit Hole

Squinting into the computer screen this morning because it’s glow is just too bright. Blinking, eyes adjusting, taking the first sip of coffee before it’s even done dripping…ahhh…now everything’s going to be okay. After the fourth sip I’m ready to type, about what I do not know. I just like showing up here to every…

What Would You Pack To Runaway?

When I was five I decided I was going to run away. I had been terribly wronged in something which escapes me now but I thought my only course was to set off on my own wild and free. Growing up in the country I spent more times outdoors than in and the woods were…

I’ll Meet You There, I’ll Be The One With A Ponytail

It’s still really early around 5:30 am, for the most part the house is still silent except for the gentle sleeping sounds coming from sleepyheads, a hummingbird’s wings as she hovers outside Piper’s open window visiting for a bit and Janis Joplin singing her blues away in the background. It’s cool this morning promising to…

Sometimes I Forget…

Sometimes I forget. I was sitting here stressing. Stressing over anything and everything and beginning to feel a bit sorry for myself. Poor me, blah blah blah. Then I stopped and stretched and turned off the little light on my work table that sits in front of my favorite window and listened. Just listened for…

The Light Under The Door

This morning I left the bathroom light on and pulled the door to as I dashed to get something. The house was (is) still dark. Coming back, I had to pause a moment and notice the light under the door and the sliver showing from the slightly ajar space. I loved it, it reminded me…

Quandaries, Zines and Following the Muse

Lately, I’ve been in a flux, a quandary, a contemplative insomnia induced trance of deep thoughts, meaningless thoughts that turn into crazy poems and drawings filling pages and turning into zines. I have come to love my zines as much as art journals. For me anyway, they are pretty much the same. It’s been my…

The In Between Times of Day

It’s early, still dark out, no one is up but me and my cat (as usual). This is one of those in between times of day. It’s the time sandwiched between sweet slumber and the morning rush. It’s dark and quiet and eerily still, chock full of possibilities and best laid plans. It’s the time…