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Compassionate Blot or Blot on Compassion? I counted six times, as I drew in a shape without plan. Filled in with ink, this is how it looked. Aha, a Rorschachian moment! I recognized the first thing that jumped out. Take a look at it before you read my blog. Record your observations if you soContinue reading “What Do You See?”

I bought myself a box of art supplies. The color pencils with their sharpened tips look like a harmonious wheel. I pick up the watercolor pan. The perfection of each brick gnaws at my soul. I put it back. The jeweled acrylic colors lie within paint tubes. I just cannot bring myself to squeeze, letContinue reading “Color Wheel”

For a green holiday, source materials from nature, repurpose and reuse what you already have. Sustainable Christmas Wreath Pine branches, California Holly (Toyon berries), pine cones, used gift-wrapping bows, florist wire, disposable wire hanger, metallic paint, gift wrapping ribbons, needle nose pliers, newspaper Reshape the hanger into a circle. Arrange the pine branches roughly beforeContinue reading “Green Holiday”

A Work in Progress “Be careful what you wish for…..” A passion for the fruit has turned into a challenge I must take. The prolific persimmon pops up like popcorn at this time of the year. A generous and dear friend dropped off big bags packed to the brim. While I hold the belief IContinue reading “Persimmon Pursuits”

The COVID-19 crisis is actually an opportunity if we listen to the birds. Spending hours at home, I decide to choose stillness over paralysis. I step out to the backyard to shut off all thinking and talk. The whirring sound of the ruby-throated hummingbird as it flies to sip nectar from the flowering salvia, feelsContinue reading “Avian Opportunity”

In swirling samsara, enmeshed in worries, lost in the noise, how do I choose to be? Is sun reserved for green leaf, sanguinity selectively imbued? Buoyant above sludge she stands, red petals unsullied, leaves generous, open palms. I begin to understand. Birthed in muck, resolute she stands. Letting world around whirl. As she unfurls petal,Continue reading “The Droplet”

Will you ever know my victories and defeats? The people you once defended sleep with no care. They don’t remember you, but mother does. Nights are long, as she tosses and turns in loneliness. She fights to keep the tenderest memories from hurting her the most. They say you upheld loyalty, where was that loyaltyContinue reading “Tragedy and Triumph”

The sound of the same school bell struck a happier note at school’s end. A lightness despite the heavy school load matched that spring in each step home. I truly intended to go home, throw the satchel in the corner, But the heavy monsoon had left a water logged meadow in its wake. With mud-streakedContinue reading “The School Bell”