Thursday, June 30, 2011

Checking in

I've been out of town taking care of my dad as he recovers from a burst appendix (he's doing great, for which I'm very thankful).  I had planned on doing a different post while down here but in my haste to leave town, I neglected to put them into dropbox so I'd have access to them!  So this will just have to do for now.

This is a pic of my dad's dining room table that I've taken over.  I'm a bit obsessed right now with another of Mary Ann Moss's fabulous online classes, "Full Tilt Boogie".  I have yet to complete a journal, but I've amassed about 10 books that are just waiting to be disemboweled and!  Some of them are vintage albums that I acquired late at night in a flurry of bidding on Ebay--I'm sure there are those of you who can relate!

On another note, I had so much fun being interviewed by Rice Freeman-Zachary for a podcast last week. She's so easy to talk to; it was as if we were sitting down at the kitchen table over a cup of coffee. We chatted about An Artful Journey and retreats and creativity--all that good stuff! You can listen to it by clicking on the sidebar link.  I'm thrilled that she'll be attending the retreat and leading a panel discussion on creativity. Can't wait! Registration for the retreat opens just two weeks from now, so I hope you have it on your calendar. I expect some of the classes to fill pretty quickly!

Hope you have a happy, safe 4th of July weekend!  I'm hoping to be back home by then, so I'll be in touch soon.

Friday, June 17, 2011


I had the luxury of spending a week by myself at Pine Mountain Lake, just south of Yosemite—just me and my books, journal, pen and paper, and tons of fresh fruit and vegetables from local farms.   I had visited there exactly two years ago, and it was a turning point for me, a sacred time of healing; it holds a very special place in my heart.

With all the changes that have taken place in my life since then, it was comforting to be back in a space where time seemed to stand still.  Even if it was only an illusion, it felt solid and grounded and was just what I needed. 

And so the journey begins—and ends—and changes, as it does in every moment.  The possibilities are endless and grander than we can ever imagine.  I'm moving FORWARD and it's all good.