The haze of time and the lack of words

The haze of time and the lack of words

Time has been moving along at a steady pace.  It doesn’t seem like over a year since I’ve written here, but it has been. A lot of beautiful things have happened, and a lot of stressful things.  But I’ve found myself stuck with words.  They just...

Altered Music Box

I’ve been playing around with a bunch of different art projects lately, and this is one I started a month or so ago but finally finished today.  It is a music box I made out of an old cigar box I picked up from the smoke shop up the street.  It was a really fun...
Summer Magic

Summer Magic

   I was supposed to take the kids out today, to the place where the river cuts through the desert and the wild horses run. We were going to dig up forgotten bones and search out the dried up husks of leaves and seed pods to later turn into what is going to be our...
Walking Through Storms

Walking Through Storms

When I wrote Raincheck I was coming out of a really heavy, dark time.  There had been a number of deaths in our family in the months before and I found I really just wanted to do something light.  I abandoned the project I had been working on in favor of a story that...
In Her Skin: Holy Grief Sessions #1

In Her Skin: Holy Grief Sessions #1

I’ve decided to join up with a powerful group of women to explore the concept of grief, and how it resides in our body.  There will be 7 days of posts.  Maybe some will make it onto the blog. *******    It’s there. Hiding in the bone cage of sternum and...