I know something big is coming. I’m like a cat on a hot tin roof…..or a……whore in church. I can’t relax. I’m pacing. I want to tear my hair out. Fingernails too. I’m not comfy in my body, and I want to get out. I know it will pass, but I want to capture the… Continue Reading
Author Archives: Paula Jones
Being Transparent … or letting go.
We all have wounds. Sometimes buried so deep that we can never see them or find them. Or, we know that certain patterns are present, but we consciously choose not to look. Because it is ultra painful to admit our own shortcomings. It is SO much easier to point fingers and blame it on someone… Continue Reading
Insistent Intuition
I had it all. I HAD IT ALL!!! Or did I? I had the wonderful, gorgeous, professional husband. I had the 2.54 children. I had the house on the golf course. I had the Mercedes. The cat and the dog. I had everything money could buy. I even had the proverbial white picket fence. But,… Continue Reading
Lessons from a Weed Garden – Part two
Once again….the weeds (and wildflower garden) have lessons to teach. I’ve been gone pretty much full time from my home Esperanza in Taos, NM on Hondo Mesa for a little over two years. In two years of neglect, a lot can happen in a yard that used to be lovingly tended on a regular basis.… Continue Reading
Esperanza – Hope – Sigh…..
I want to share a story…. A story about an incredibly mystical, nurturing home in an extraordinarily enchanted land. Esperanza. Hope. Because without Hope, where would we be? My ex and I had always had two homes. At one point there was one in Taos, when I first started painting, and a fairly large family… Continue Reading
The Blues
They come. They go. The blues. Sometime with varying degrees of intensity. I know that it’s normal. I used to RUN away from the blues. Or waller in it. All great techniques of avoidance. I’ve learned more about myself in the past month, because I have chosen consciously to face myself. My demons. My little… Continue Reading
