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Category Archives: Memoir
Hold to the Light
In the end I had to let her be, and that was love too. She is in the light of another world now, and I will let this little bird sing the words. “Let peace, joy and love flow freely … Continue reading
The Path
We know what we know, and I knew it was up in the heavens somewhere. When I was young I’d look up at the moon or the star-filled sky with a silent plea to be taken back. I drew a … Continue reading
Posted in Art of the Path, Memoir, Uncategorized
Tagged awakening, drawings, light and dark, the dream, the grid, the Path, the soul
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Making Your Unknown Known
When I went to London in the late 1960s I brought a sword with me on the plane. (It was allowed in those days.) I was bringing it over for a friend. Seven years later, when it became time for … Continue reading
Posted in ART, Art of the Path, Memoir, Uncategorized
Tagged Art, art and feeling, autobiography, bridging worlds, consciousness, intuitive knowing, memoir, Nancy Wait, painting, perception, the nancy who drew
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Hearing Bells
In days of old when we sat in awe around the lighted tree, my father told us that if we heard a bell ringing, it meant an angel was present. We had to be very quiet, and then unbeknownst to … Continue reading
Posted in Memoir
Tagged angels and bells, autobiography, Christmas, frequencies, hearing on the inner plane, inner awareness, magic, Nancy Wait
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Personal Items: Desk
Now that I’ve settled on calling the sequel, “The Nancy Who Drew the Way Home,” I started to think about what the concept of home means to me now. Continue reading
Posted in ART, Memoir, Uncategorized
Tagged Art, drawing, home, memoir, pen and ink, personal items, soul consciousness, story of a desk, the nancy who drew, writing
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The Divine Feminine
My type of feminine energy has been ‘out of fashion’ since the 1980s when women started going to the gym. Okay, before that. Because no woman in her right mind – but I wasn’t in my in my mind at all – I was in my heart. Continue reading
Doorways of the Past
The last doorway I went in search of was nowhere to be found. St. Mary Abbot’s Hospital. How could an entire hospital disappear? I’d only spent a week there back in 1976, but it was such a memorable week that I wanted to go back and see the place. Continue reading
Bygone Times
I know we can’t go back, but I do like remembering… Continue reading
Connections Never Die
Dedicated to the one who once drew me, and I drew back, in my drawings… Continue reading
The Sneezy-Wheezy Gift
It’s all about releasing. Call it a cough or a cold but do call it humbling. When you’re humble you’re vulnerable. To be vulnerable is to be open, maybe in ways that don’t feel good. But if you’re a writer you have to be open, and keep opening more and more to get to the core. Continue reading
Posted in Memoir, Uncategorized
Tagged art and feeling, being humble, being vulnerable, creativity, expression, having a cold, memoir, Nancy Wait, soul memories, the nancy who drew, writing
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