A New Year's Day Perspective
Occasionally, the unusually tall, scraggly dogwood reminds us of its presence. One of only a few trees on the property of this old mill...
"The Beauty of Small Things"
I feel honored to have been asked to write about my daily mandala practice for the Fall Edition of Wild Hope Magazine. While reflecting...
A Gentle But Urgent Reminder
When I participate in art festivals, I am often asked which circles are my favorites. I guess if I thought about it, I do love to look at...
So What Have We Learned?
I openly admit a lot of emotions came to the surface as I walked through the hospital doors to get my covid-19 vaccine. Hope....
Another Look at The Burn Pile
The hope of change . . . Butterfly wings and morning glory seeds Last January 30, right before the pandemic changed our world, I wrote a...
Finding the "Sacred"
Cedar cones and dried calendula petals in the snow. I often call the little nature mandalas I co-create with nature "Contemplate Sacred...
Just A Little Space
It takes about two feet of tangled, mangled, splitting packaging tape to get two small pieces for wrapping. And then two more feet, for...
A Circle Has No Sides
It has been about five years since I began exploring circles both visually and philosophically. My interest began during my coursework in...
Give something beautiful!
During these trying times, it is even more important to surround yourself with the healing power of beauty and nature. Share something...
Morning Meditation and Mandala: Finding A Word to Hold Onto
Yesterday, I woke without a schedule or agenda. . . I decided to sink deeper into that momentary serenity, something that seems harder . . .
