I am willing to rewrite my story. I feel it forming – the new words coming to me, one by one phrase by phrase sentence by sentence. I write it. Then I believe it.…

As I gently touch my face to the blue skin of Kali, I release a pattern I lessen a firm belief I shift a perception I widen a boundary. I feel the sacred in…

As I look through Aditi’s core, I know that I am resting in her vast openness. I have let go of judgment. I no longer compare myself to others. I have released expectation. I…

Pull back the gold curtain. See my phenomenal, sacred self. “It’s the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I’m…

I know how to make the stares smile and the words shift, but that means I give up a part of me. I am not willing to do that. I am ready to be…

I am strong and wise. I can be afraid and trusting at the same time. I am willing to step into the unknown because I know there is more to be. I choose more.…

I’ve been getting up before daybreak these past few weeks. There’s something holy in the winter dark. It all feels deeper – my pondering more profound, more still and real. Clarity. Honesty. Trust. My flickering…

So weeks ago when I was cleaning out my studio, I stumbled across this in the bottom of a drawer. A fun little trinket that used to decorate a mirror in our former house. It…

“One doesn’t stop seeing. One doesn’t stop framing. It doesn’t turn off and turn on. It’s on all the time.” – Annie Leibovitz I’m settling back into my office-studio this week after last week’s…

Alzheimer’s Disease is an ongoing exercise in grieving. Every loss along the course of decline forces us to release and let go. An image, a name, a memory, a task, a sense of self…