Lucky Me and Lucky Star

“I’m thinking that all it takes to make fantasy become a reality are two words: yes, please.” ~Maya Stein I think the words “yes, please” sort of sum up the whole experience of Lucky Star for me.  It all started with a little email from my sweet squammie friend, Mary.  “Wanna go to this art camp in Texas with me?” and I said “yes,…

Prayer Flags – Part 4 (A Gypsy Gelli Flag Tutorial)

Here we are at the last installment of my prayer flag series! In Part 1, I shared some of the history and lore behind the flags.  As I’ve made my nontraditional, gypsy flags, I’ve loved giving a nod to the Tibetan traditions; be it through color, meaning, or placement.  I plan to hang mine diagonally, between trees and shrubbery in my backyard. In Part 2,…

Prayer Flags – Part 3 (A Heart-full Example)

In 2008, I had the amazing good fortune to attend a writer’s retreat in Taos, New Mexico at the famous Mabel Dodge Luhan House, said to be home away from home for such visionary artists as Georgia O’Keeffe, D.H. Lawrence and Ansel Adams (just to name a few).  My luck was tripled when I met my roommate for that retreat, Kate Robertson!  She and…

Prayer Flags – Part 1

I have this theory that we can go through our lives never noticing a particular thing, until one day our receptor for that thing suddenly gets turned on and it jumps into our view – we begin to see it everywhere we look.  Not just the thing, but all things related to the thing!  It’s been like that for me with prayer flags –…

Rave

It isn’t often in our mortal lives that we get a chance to hear what people really think about us, to be lifted above the day-to-day, greeting card words that some of us (namely, me) question in the brutal light of day.  It seems there is a tradition in Rugby of honoring someone special with a “Rave” – my daughter-in-law described it this way……

Listening…

“I’d gone through life believing in the strength and competence of others; never in my own. Now, dazzled, I discovered that my capacities were real. It was like finding a fortune in the lining of an old coat.” ~Joan Mills

When she grew up, she wanted to be a melody…

I’ve been absent here again.  I pull up the admin window from time to time and always close it back down again, thinking I’m in one of those “little to say” places.  It’s not entirely true – I seem to have LOTS to say these days, it just doesn’t seem to be coming out in sentences – just fits and starts of ideas and…

Home Grown Fun

For a few years now, I’ve listened to my friends talk about entering things in the state fair and was fascinated by the idea but convinced I had nothing that would compete.  I can’t exactly say what changed this year – maybe my confidence has grown or maybe I’ve just begun to worry less about what the world thinks and trust my heart.  Whatever…