Blasts From the Past—Summer Bliss
When we swim we shed our higher consciousness, the complex, reasoning human organism, and remember, deep inside ourselves, the first …
When we swim we shed our higher consciousness, the complex, reasoning human organism, and remember, deep inside ourselves, the first …
I’m painting again, thanks to my granddaughter. She turns 8 years old next week and custom ordered two paintings for …
I home-schooled my two children for six years when we were sailing around the world on La Gitana. And now, …
I get this message about once a week from my granddaughter’s mother. It goes into great detail about the pain …
One of the joys of grandparenting is revisiting stories I loves to read my own children and sharing them with …
Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through …
I wrote the following post For Love of Chaos in August three years ago, when I had my little three …
“When despair for the world grows in me, and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear …
I haven’t been painting as much this year, but I thought I’d share these two. Both were meant to be …
Primary Wonder, Age Three Walking with our granddaughter Whispering and waving Our wings Sniffing for bats. What do you smell …