stirring words, herbs, and colour
Peaches are coming in, juicy and scrumptious, so I make shrub with the skins and scraps and even some pieces plus herbs. What is a 'shrub' you ask? A vinegar sipping beverage with fruits, sweetener, and herbs/spices dating back to the Babylonians, who mixed date vinegar with their water to make it safe to drink.... Continue Reading →
"Between stimulus and response, there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom." ~Viktor E. Frankl
"I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still... Continue Reading →
"Joy is the transformation of our suffering, not the escape of all we have to face." -Mark Nepo
"Limitless love, from the depths to the stars: flooding all, loving all. It is the royal kiss of peace." ~Hildegard of Bingen
"I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn't say any other way - things I had no words for." ~ Georgia O'Keeffe
“The way we see the world shapes the way we treat it. If a mountain is a deity, not a pile of ore; if a river is one of the veins of the land, not potential irrigation water; if a forest is a sacred grove, not timber; if other species are biological kin, not resources;... Continue Reading →
"All Faith is false, all Faith is true: Truth is the shattered mirror strown In myriad bits; while each believes his little bit the whole to own. What is the Truth? was askt of yore. Reply all object Truth is one As twain of halves aye makes a whole; the moral Truth for all is... Continue Reading →
"The rise and fall of images of the future precedes or accompanies the rise and fall of cultures. As long as a society's image is positive and flourishing, the flower of culture is in full bloom. Once the image begins to decay and lose its vitality, however, the culture does not long survive". ~Fred Polak... Continue Reading →
"All art is a kind of confession, more or less oblique. All artists, if they are to survive, are forced, at last, to tell the whole story; to vomit the anguish up." ~James Baldwin
The Coddiwomplers Cauldron 