I just need to start typing. getting heavy, carrying around all of these ideas, philosophies, insights and resources for way too long. i have them strewn about,notebooks full (the old skool way), bookmarked and noted from Evernote ...so here is a healthy heap of creative.. brilliant...visionary ..(or crazy) ramblings. along with the art that seems to emerge from it all. it may be the synchronicity that brings it all together that i find most fascinating of all, but attempting to explain that can be tricky. my intention in publishing any of it is for the hope it may stir up some inspiration for you, shift, swirl or shake anyone, self included, into nudging forward on some level towards making a positive change in the world. it would be amazing and make me happy, if it stirred up a discussion between you and me. in the least, i will be relieved just to have spit it out.
I want to thank… ME For loving the depths. For examining the in between’s. Chasing details down the holes. Capturing Collecting Connecting Sifting. Defining. Refining. Irrelevent. Relevant. Hang-gliding, for another view. Sky-diving, for epiphanies. For me. And you.
I want to Thank, ME For loving the depths. For examining the in between’s. Chasing details down the holes. Capturing Collecting Connecting Sifting. Defining. Refining. Irrelevent. Relevant. Hang-gliding, for another view. Sky-diving, for epiphanies. For me. And you.
I am a single mom . I have bad ADD and a severe case of CPTSD. I've been unable to get out to the mailbox before dark because I don't want to have to see anyone or talk to anyone . If you know me well enough to find me down the drive behind the … Continue reading Processes/Classifications (updated)
*my eyes aren't that big and my nose isn't that long. But whoever you are. Namaste.
Or just one?
(Note: it's 6pm. It's White Zin ... Beringer White Zin)
What I noticed today: I sat on a picnic bench to work outside today. The first go-to spot I tried had yellow tape all over the tables and benches. They used to be all spread apart, now they were all pushed together and taped up. It’s a public park. I think it’s county owned but … Continue reading Just kids
Recently I was triggered into working through a deep wound. One that said: No one cares. About me. Or was it just Not..What I have to say? Either way. It hit just the same. I was shocked. (Or was I?) I tried to explain what I had to say Was also completely open. to what … Continue reading #triggered