the blessing of breath

the blessing of breath

My breathing is “compromised” these days. I can’t get a deep enough breath to finish a sentence. When I sing, I just hit some of the notes while I spend others inhaling. Every other night I use a BiPAP machine. (I wish it were every night, but the mask damages my...
reinventing my painting practice

reinventing my painting practice

One of the things I am reinventing this month is my art practice. I think wistfully about the days when I could just pick up a brush and make a “mess painting.” I would wet the brush and then wet each oval in my watercolor set. That would wake up the paint. Then I...
Want change? Don’t panic.

Want change? Don’t panic.

Suppose one day you find yourself in a dark and musky wood thinking your life must be otherwise and you’d change it if only you could resist the urge to scream and run or to jump and thrash around rather sit straight and just gently breathe let your thoughts...
What makes your heart sing?

What makes your heart sing?

invited to reinvention and returning from four months in bed, I am tempted to make things complicated. In previous years, faced with this promise, I have looked at what’s working and what’s not working, determined to problem solve to improve my life. Or perhaps I...

On medical leave

I am on medical leave right now and hoping to resume blogging in late July. I am able to send monthly newsletters. You can subscribe to those here. Right now, I am considering the kind promise “I will be tender with...
Drop into this moment

Drop into this moment

Drop into this moment feel your breath as it moves past your nostrils in and out Understand that your fear is not the truth Nor are your regrets when they come back make sacred space around them and watch as they ebb and flow you will survive their movement even when...