Self Portrait – “Melt into that Fierce Heat of Living”
Self Portrait by David Whyte It doesn’t interest me if there is one God or many gods. I want to …
Self Portrait by David Whyte It doesn’t interest me if there is one God or many gods. I want to …
Art points to something beyond itself, toward “something more,” something that we sense in things and reveal through our pen …
Recently I’ve come across several blogs that use humor (the ironic, tongue-in-cheek, tending toward the ludic, the whimsical, the carnivalesque) …
That age-old question “who am I?” haunts us from birth. We sense we are more than what we seem to …
Have you ever awoken from sleep to find yourself paralyzed with fear as something dark and evil sitting on your …
These are the last lines of a poem I wrote long ago. The accident of touching is so rare! Sometimes …
Unwanted Solicitor, or Failing to see Humanity Behind the Hand by Deborah J. Brasket He stood there, a youth from …
Tonight as we marvel at the summer solstice super-moon, our family will be celebrating our daughter’s birthday. In remembrance of this lovely event, …
It’s been said that for the writer the blank page is our canvas and words our paint. But I don’t …
When I first encountered one of Sohan Qadri’s paintings, I was plunged like a pebble into a still pool, radiating ripples …