Writing Gets Up to Play at 2:22 am

Writing takes flight when all it needs is right. A stretch of the neck. Flex of the hands and fingers. Clearing of energy with rubbing the hands and face and shoulders. My cup of chamomile tea, nice and hot, sits on a reachable point on a small table called “Dave.” I...

The Joy of Tea Cups

Tea cups, I have noticed, all have their unique personality. When I awaken in the wee hours of the morning they speak differently to me, so I am careful who I bring to my lips. If it is around 2 AM to 4 AM, I reach for a light, white cup with soft butterflies,...

Sky Artist Cat

Life Artist Catches Sky Artist Each day I meditate and use mindfulness. It guides me as I work with people in transition, transformation, and training. This morning, I awoke to an amazing transformation in the day, watching the fog lift and open the morning! Can you...

She Purrs

This day has been one of my hardest with personal life events. It was hard to say, “Today is a good day.” I won’t go into the details of the avalanche that buried me under a mountain of rocks today, and I mean an avalanche, but I will share one rock...