The golden hills of California burn red with wildfires. Raging across the landscape, consuming all in its path. The flames swallow up wildlife, leaving behind scorched scenes of devastation; still smoking, blackened as a fish on a Cajun grill. Eventually, life springs back as flora…

Ecstatic screaming The joy of emergence! A month is a lifetime  

The Ending   A text arrived. “can we meet tonight?” rapidly I replied “Off course, i’d love to” I was madly in Love, therefore blinded with a glowing heart and beaming smile I set off.   “This is my dad” introducing me on my arrival…

In my seashell I lie. Packaged in a nice neat ball like the fetus I am. Needs are met could ask for more but I’ll save that. Content and fed will do for now. Daydreams consumed with running away. Yet here I remain. Caged out…

The Stars are Waiting Not a door closing but steps further away Not steps further away but in a different direction Not steps in a different direction but new steps, full of vigor carrying thirty years of children with me – their laughter, joy, and…

She wore a suit to the office and slicked her hair back. The sun rose over her desk on the 12th floor each morning, some mornings with her still at it from the night before, way after the fireworks at Disney lit up the sky…

  Death is just the beginning, not the ending. A close of one chapter, to begin another.   Our souls are trapped and bound to our human body. Death is a release towards immortality. Emancipated, a beautiful butterfly flutters away leaving behind its pupae to…

I live in a place that’s quiet, yet outspoken. I dwell in a space that is a moment unspoken. It’s a time chosen. Where the mortgage is paid and the taxes are free. Where I seldomly get visitors, which is fine with me. I’ll take…

WELCOMING WOODS (based on my painting, Welcoming Woods)   The forest beckons me today to come and wander and weave my way through paths of sun-speckled, twisted roots and sheltering boughs   A raven’s shrill call invites me Deeper, deeper into his sacred space  …

Ralph maintained a humongous Heap out back. Not crap. Useful items. Chaotic to every eye but his. He could put his finger on Anything you’d need, Including an old galvanized trough. Five-year-old me, Dropped a glass marble Into that trough. It landed with a tink,…