Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Perception Down Under

I arrived in Belgium on 9-11, a visitor in a foreign country during a tragically tumultuous time of loss and confusion.

Last week I awoke in Australia to another civilian disaster with the same ingredients linking global grief and sorrow.  Outcries once again echoed across borders.

The television reports in Australia were somber and as factual as possible.  I was overwhelmed by the lack of “ finger pointing” and their grieving words.  This is a country of adventurers and mavericks.  Travelling is in the genes of the Aussies, encouraged by the surrounding seas.

The perspectives from “ Down Under” touched me.  The reports did not blaze away with contempt for the hundreds of countrymen lost.  They spoke of the Lost Souls.  The word soul was repeated. There was solace in that word for me and for the lives terminated so suddenly.

Reporting was compassionate and sensitive.  Loss was expressed not only for Aussie countrymen but also for all and for lost dreams.  Filtering through this “Down Under” lens of loss I sensed and experienced a reverence of explorers and deeply connected souls.

Globalization struck a new chord for me that day.  It started with the letter “C”.  Compassion without borders and communication without brisk judgment.

May we celebrate every day with personal peace while remembering our connection beyond manmade territories.


Tottering on the platform
The metal edge dented and pitted with decisions
She balances between
and propulsion

Looking to the left and right
provides no clues
She dances within
whirling in place
Her pinnacle
Her trademark in this moment

Mesmerized in its highlighted
presence upon her

Monday, June 16, 2014

LIghtening UP

Lightening swelled from below
below the concrete floor
of home, of the the belly

Lightening whirled its magic
cutting through thoughts and
items unused, neglected and dusty

Lightening swept away debris
ladened beneath the flowers of spring,
new growth of ideas

It did not sting, hurt nor destroy
It cleansed, fragrant of the storm's purification
It danced easily on the remains of previous activity
and now I dance too, knowing the tendrils of the new 
have a surface upon which to entwine and rise

Tuesday, May 6, 2014


Slip sliding away
moss underfoot
 neck of the toes craning the boots

 slowly reaching
slowly sinking
 in spirits and breath
Down, down, down

Here I am 
in the slow lane
viewing the" mundane" 
in crisp and sharp lights

Life in the slow lane
Sparkles from the glass shards 
shed in haste
Dances with the sun's gaze on
the water dripping from the faucet
in its own pace

Maybe the "to do" lists will be not the same
Maybe the lists cease to exist

Life in the slow lane
More to see
More to hear
More to be present within and without 

As I my body heals and I " rise to the occasion"
my soul will remember 

With grateful heart I return to stillness, even 
in its temporary hurt, in this temporary stillness that 
grows deeper and fuller than I could imagine

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Gladness in Sadness

Gladness in Sadness

Sadly I look at circumstances

Gladly I see what surfaces
friends, insights,information from 
the spiritual realm and elsewhere

Sadly I remember I have returned here

Gladly I see that it is simply temporary, that 
resources abound, choices remain and joy and gladness
supersede it all

Sadly I look back to what ifs or expectations

Gladly I remember that intention rises, 
fellowship reigns in abundant inspiration and love

I am Glad….in all things

Friday, October 11, 2013

Resounding the Bells

"To Dinner"

Purposefully perfect with patina
Working through the weathered ages and worn hands
Calling to the horizon, hills and heart

The bells

Ready for Action in their stillness
Ready for Rest in their movement

This moment..... the next

Sunday, June 9, 2013

Supportive Remembrance

Many of you know of the loss of my spouse 8 years ago.  Many things have changed and many different paths were woven for myself and my daughters.   Inspiration from creative activities, whether dance, poetry, art or travel have been healing modalities for us in our loss.

Remembrance of our loved ones often spins us into the past, forgetting our own progress and forgetting our resilient nature.   Remembrance using items of our loved ones is supportive way to treasure yourself and your loved one. It also reduces the clutter and unnecessary things.

This weekend at Scott's Antique Mart in Atlanta I meet two bright and engaging women from a business they call CRAZY BELT LADY.   Their work is pristine, bright and happy like them.   When I saw their belt weaving I couldn't but think what a great way to repurpose loved ones belts into a functional item.  What a great way to gift someone as well.  Flowers last for a while, but how about a footstool or bar stool to prop yourself or friend upon?????

Their website is www.CrazyBeltLady.com . They will work with you on custom design.. Maybe a wall hanging would be your inspiration.  Maybe a cover for a photo album.  Maybe integration of yours and your loved ones belts!!!!!!   Co create.... Re purpose and Celebrate living....

These ladies are not crazy they are heartfelt craftsmen with insightful talent... Take a peak, give them a call, they would love to create with you!!!!