I’m a big believer that words mean something. Words are my love language, and I’ve seen them do wonderful things and terrible things. I feel that words have value. While we all mess up and say things we don’t mean, sometimes there are people who spout words to manipulate us, to get us to believe […]
Everywhere I go I find a poet has been there before me. —Sigmund Freud
I started a new series recently of small (8×8) paintings that included mixed media girls with poetry and flowers and lots of color and expression. Each painting has their own vibe and expression, although I kind of like them as a set, don’t you? They are all in my shop right now, but here are […]
It seems my influences have always been centered on certain things: nature, poetry, words, flowers, birds, art. For this particular Instagram Round Up, I noticed that poetry and flowers were everywhere. I like that this is a constant for me and something I can always go back to when I need inspiration or to be […]
Poetry is one of the ancient arts, and it began as did all the fine arts, within the original wilderness of the earth. ~Mary Oliver
I relate to books so strongly. Everything about them seems comforting and familiar.
The true test for me of God’s goodness was in how I responded to pain. If I blamed him, that meant he wanted me to go through it all. If I felt it was beyond him, I denied his power.
We were finally able to watch The Prophet, which I’ve been so excited about and yay! – it did not disappoint.
Today, I am grateful for many things. There are the general things, like just another day to be alive and enjoy God’s blessings, and the more specific ones, like kind acts that take place during the day and moments when you realize the good in the world. It’s important (for me, at least) to make […]
For me, creativity is one big circle. Sometimes I get inspired by words and those words become poems or stories, and other times I get inspired by images which include words.
This is another poem which has remained popular over the years, but yet when I read it today it seems like it’s a foreign country, miles away and so different than how my life is now.
I’ve been playing a lot with my art lately.
Many years ago, I was going through old poems that I’d finally kept and stumbled upon “She Will Be the Woman That Walks With Grace.” Up until the time I was about thirty, I destroyed everything I wrote.
It’s a beautiful sunny Saturday and I’m still in the gratitude afterglow and can’t think of a better way to spend the day than with some poetry.
For the last couple of weeks I’ve been putting the final touches on my latest poetry book, Angel Toughness. I am so excited about this book.
I’ve been digging through old poems, and it’s been interesting to see how things have evolved and grown and changed.
I often view life as a march, one foot in front of the other while people around you either cheer or tell you that you’ll never make it. Some folks point out things like your lack of college degree or the fact that you’ve made some mistakes.
Why do we hurt? Why do bad things happen? There is plenty we can talk about with that subject, and in my years of writing about empowerment and forgiveness I’ve heard from lots of people who tell me about the things that have caused them pain.
It’s a chilly, rainy day here and it’s also National Poetry Day. That prompts me to share a poem I wrote about waking up to a day like this. I find rainy days oddly comforting, so much so that I play rain sounds all day when I’m working as a way to get my mind […]
I’ll admit that it’s only in the last couple years that I have begun to understand the concept of “Let go and let God.”