Archives

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

spacer

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

spacer

Fresh Croissants and Plum Blossoms

I pocket the car key, don my wide-brimmed hat and rain jacket, and then slip out of the house on an early morning mission. It is unusual that I drive anywhere before noon, even rarer to find me behind the wheel by 8 am, but this final day of a family member’s visit, on a soggy grey

spacer

The Wild Soul Songstress: Daring to Be Yourself

Authenticity seems to be the word of the moment. I’ve been writing about authenticity for quite awhile, of course; it rests at the heart of The Bones and Breath, and it’s woven throughout these Soul Artist Journal posts. Yet it seems to be surfacing all around me lately, as if I’m sitting in a tiny

spacer

The Morning Pages: A Creative Practice

There is a commotion of little birds outside. Along the old stone wall and on the wide flagstone steps, where I scatter golden grains of organic millet each morning (and usually again in the afternoon) when I greet the day, the winged ones are atwitter. Observing and listening to them, I am seated at the

spacer