Farewell to the Journal

In 2012, recently returned from years of living in Europe, in hopes of attracting a publisher for my manuscript, I launched the Soul Artist Journal along with the Riverspeak podcast. What began as merely a means to an end—establishing an author’s platform to help promote my work—steadily shifted and drew me in. The Journal, in particular,…

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Tea Leaves and Transitions: Finding Grace

Seated on an upholstered chair near the fireplace, I stare into the depths of the porcelain cup cradled in my hands, contemplating the patterns of broken tea leaves. I adore this Asian-style vessel, simple and unadorned, round without a handle, with a ceramic infuser that rests inside and removed when the brew has steeped. I own two…

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Hunter of Vision

In the morning quiet of the cottage, I sat in the high backed French armchair turned to face my small altar in the living room, lit with a golden beeswax pillar and a flickering tea light in a purple and gold glass holder. In its current incarnation, the altar is a small, hand carved wooden…

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Becoming Visible: The Risk to Grow

The long green leaf of the orchid in the kitchen window has unfurled like a dark, shiny tongue, a precursor, I hope, to a new spike of dazzling purple blossoms. I stood at the sink admiring it, my hands in warm soapy water as I washed the dishes after supper, while appreciating too the newly…

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Roots for the Soul

The pots of lavender and rosemary on my front deck need a permanent home. So do I. As I watered and tended them, still fussing over the collateral damage incurred last week during the great cypress cutting, I lamented that they were not yet in the ground and nicely settled. That said, they likely would…

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