Monday, January 28, 2013

Small Stones - Writing Our Way Home Day 28

This is probably the first "real" poem i have actually written. It came through in trying to understand the tragic events in Newtown, Ct.  I have to believe these angels didn't die in vain.  It has become the impetus of a new work presently in progress to my series "Divine Vessels".   I hope to have "Vessels of Change" completed soon.  In the meantime  i invite you to visit my work at

Vessels of Change

Twenty new stars and six guiding lights
are prominent in the universe tonight.

Vessels of change as they make their way
Through the portals of a new earth and a new way

Where love is the norm and compassion abounds
As it dances through their veins
These vessels of change.

Where understanding and friendship takes the land
to new heights by day and breaths by night

Where faith is received and love is given
Joining hearts and hands to this new way of living

Is this a dream or a figment of my mind?
No, it’s the hope and  wish of twenty new stars and six guiding lights
In the universe tonight.

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Small Stones - Writing Our Way Home Day 27

"There is a time when you are simply seized by tenderness for the world and you decide you want your work to serve some part of that."  uk

This quote has moved me on so many levels since the first time i saw it.  I hope it will do the same for you.

Thursday, January 24, 2013

Small Stones - Writing Our Way Home - Day 24

When i look at myself i see someone consumed with my relations to others.
Have I given enough
Have i done enough
Have I said too much
Not enough?
I would one day love to see
my qualities of loving
compassion, creativity, sensitivity
I would love to just shed the dissection mode 
and just see me.

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Small Stones - Writing Our Way Home - Day 23

There is nothing like lunch with a couple of  friends, kindred spirits, long overdue connecting.

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Small Stones - Writing our Way Home- Day 19

The bare branches look like arms extending awkwardly bending and swaying in the breeze
They look like fingers pointing, grasping, dancing
As the wind blows they respond
Should I applaud?

Friday, January 18, 2013

Small Stones -- Writing Our Way Home

Clarity of vision
As crystal clear as the newly fallen show
In sharp contrast to the evergreens and the new red barn.

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Small Stones - Writing Our Way Home

The tiny birds with their black and brown mottled feathers zip back and forth to the feeders taking turns, never squabbling in the cold air. That they survive each winter is a miracle!

Saturday, January 12, 2013

From a small stones writing:

Peace in the longing
Peace in the leaving
Peace in the letting go
In every step, peace.

came these two expressive art pieces

Friday, January 11, 2013

Safe within my sacred place i find myself.

Small stones....Writing Our Way Home

They bring a light to my life
That I never could imagine possible. Amen

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Small stones -- Writing Our Way Home

I came across this blessing today, while it is not my own i just love it. in thinking of something or someone old my dad came to mind and this just seemed perfect.

Peace in the longing
Peace in the leaving
Peace in the letting go
In every step, peace.

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Small Stones Day 8 - Writing Our Way Home

Watching the miracle of their tiny faces
Just brings me to my knees.

Monday, January 7, 2013

Small stones, Writing our Way Home

Clear sky, bright stars
North star you are the brightest
If I follow you, where will you lead me?

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Small Stones...Writing our Way Home

I would say the sun is so luminous as it shines through the window
How can anyone insist there is no God
A skeptic would say it's just a ball of fire, existing in the sky
    consisting of this energy or that.
I would beg to differ.

Saturday, January 5, 2013

A return to blogging...

It has been quite some time since i last journaled here and a lot has happened since then. I didn't realize at the time i was creating my new artworks that it coincided with a spiritual journey i had embarked on. Somehow the images just kept presenting themselves to me and i continued to translate them on the canvases. It wasn't until i had a body of work did i realize they had a message.

The blog posts previous to this date document the creation of some of these works. To see the full series please visit my website at

The posts following are part of a 31 day challenge from the website Writing our Way Home or visit their facebook page


Small Stones...Writing our Way Home Challenge

Checking out the icicles melting in the window box of my studio.
So very many shades of grey
Isn't it just like the world we live in
Nothing is black or white.

Friday, January 4, 2013

Small Stones...Writing our Way Home Challenge

The smell of the candle is delicious
I don't recognize the fragrance
But the jar says Gratitude
The smell of gratitude...
Yes indeed, it is delicious!