Strand of Life

Each life a delicate strand of energy connected by birth to those who attach themselves by love and tenderness and sometimes by rejection and scorn As the strand grows and reaches out into the world it forms its own connections and sometimes cuts off the original attachment. Swinging free for a moment in time we... Continue Reading →

I Weep

There are times  when I cannot remain silent.   I don't own a TV, I don't watch the news but I do keep abreast of things that are happening on the world stage. Last night, as I was relaxing before bed, this: US votes against UN resolution condemning gay sex death penalty, joining Iraq and... Continue Reading →

This I Know

This I know Life is nothing but change people you thought would be here forever leave or die Great ideas turn to ashes Dreams remain just that dreams This I know Mystics see what others dare not even imagine Science reveals that which we have always known to be true except when in the hands... Continue Reading →

A Wise Woman’s Words

There is a brokenness .. out of which comes the unbroken .. A shattered-ness .. out of which blooms the unshatterable.. There is a sorrow beyond grief.. which leads to joy .. and a fragility out of whose depths.. emerges strength .. There is a hollow space too vast for words.. through which we pass... Continue Reading →

“I have a voice”

“I have a voice” says King George VI in one of the pivotal moments of   the movie, The King’s Speech.   Finding one’s voice is imperative to living a whole, balanced and meaningful life.  Many of us, however, have grown up silenced.  How often have you heard or been told: ~ lower your voice ~ you... Continue Reading →

Depth of a Woman

Depth of a Woman An interesting title for a blog, don’t you think?  It’s taken me a while to settle on it.  I chose it for two reasons.  You might think first and foremost, because I have a series of upcoming novels with that as their theme. But, that’s actually the second, less important reason.... Continue Reading →

Igniting the Womb Fire

I was born eighteen days past my due date which makes me wonder if I knew what awaited me when I left the womb so stayed in there as long as I could! When you grow up in an abusive home, you quickly learn you can’t trust your own senses. What you see and hear... Continue Reading →

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