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
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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
Leaning into her (MY) fear
Most of my life I have known there is something so deep inside of me that when I finally chose to get to it would be almost debilitating. It came. (Note to self – be careful what you ask for!) I’m what’s known as a Love Avoider. One who is so afraid of intimacy (the… Continue Reading
The Face of Fear
I had a bad day yesterday. It happens. This one, however, was particularly life changing. It was one of those “I know why he cut off his ear”, and “I’ll never be an artist” days. No ideas floating in my head. No niggling messages to paint. No desire to paint anything. Music didn’t help. Walking… Continue Reading
Twelve and a half years….
….I’ve been painting. It seems like yesterday when I had my first lesson from my best friend who worked with me at KU Med Center as a nurse, and then, she turned all artistic on me!!! I was remodeling houses at the time, and had an old plaster ceiling fall on my head, to which… Continue Reading
