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Coming Out From the Shadows

Old-world selfies, new-world interpretation: coming out from the shadows to see myself in the light. A tumultuous eight-year period I can still feel in the pit of my stomach. The one in the hat with a deadness in her eyes … Continue reading

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H is for Heart

H is for Heart. O is for Open. F is for Feeling a Frequency, and L is for the Love that opens the Heart to the higher Light. I didn’t learn this with my ABCs. My child-self with her open … Continue reading

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Oh, America

Oh, America. What have we done to you?
Was it only a dream of what we might be? Continue reading

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Apple Trees

I do not have a garden,I do not have a plot of land,I do not have a flowerTo plant and grow by hand.But what I have is paper,What I have is paint,What I have is such an urgeTo draw without … Continue reading

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How an Artist is Like a Tree: Paul Klee on Creativity

By Paul Klee – Swiss-born German artist (1879-1940) The artist has studied this world of variety and has, we may suppose, unobtrusively found his way in it. His sense of direction has brought order into the passing stream of image … Continue reading

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Achilles Heel

If you woke up with a pain in your heel… Continue reading

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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

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Aligning with Enchantment

The man and the bear are drinking Amstel Light, which to me meant, I’m-still-light. I drank in the fact that I was still light. I gave it to the man to share with the bear. Continue reading

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Connections Never Die

Dedicated to the one who once drew me, and I drew back, in my drawings… Continue reading

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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

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