Restart

“When we awaken to Beauty we become aware of new ways of being in the world.” John O’Donohue in Divine Beauty I started this blog after my brother died from stage 4 melanoma. He was my younger brother and the grief of losing him is unmatched by anything I have ever experienced in my short…

Romancing Writing

I have theory about any relationship, and yes, I do have a relationship with my writing. At times they fizzle and grow cold. At times ideas fail to flow, and thoughts remain deep inside my head. I guess some of that is to be expected because writing becomes routine and any routine becomes a bit…

Explain this to me?

I am writing this as a writer and a mother of three. I noticed when my kids were little they were always so excited to show me their art work. I, on the other hand, had no idea what they had just drawn and I found it very helpful to ask them to explain their…

The Beauty of the Rain

It has been raining for a week now. I wake up each morning and look out the window, fog hangs heavy in the valleys. Pikes Peak is once again shrouded with fluffy white clouds and rolling fog. The rhythmic chatter of the rain pinging on the metal roof has become the constant driving beat of…

Just love….no judgement!

Pure love exists in its true state only when no judgment exists. When Jesus was brought a woman found in the act of adultery; he bent down and began to write in the dust. One by one her accusers left. He then told her that he did not condemn her either, that she should go…

A Tribute to my Piano Teachers

I wish my fingers could play and sing beyond the wind and sky, The samba of a feathery cloud as it drifts by, The ballad of a summer breeze, The crescendo of a storm. Let them dance and move and sing across a written score. Teach my fingers to dance and sing across the galaxies,…